Table of Contents:

I - Appearance
II - Background
III - Personality
IV - OOC Disclaimer
V - Lights, gods forbid we forget those!


            ***Appearance***

Behold, a human, and not only that, an ordinary human of middling height at that. Lacking both tail and wings, he doesn't even have glowing red eyes or horns sprouting from the top of his head. What was even more remarkable was his lack of unearthly handsomeness, at the very best, one could say he wasn't hard to look upon, but certainly would not stand out in a crowd either. This by all appearances remarkably ordinary man was of an avarage physical build, although with thick wrists and strong-looking upper arms that suggested that, if nothing else, he was fairly strong. Appearing to be around the age of thirty, he sported black hair and a sun-kissed complexion, hinting on that he was likely from somewhere south, possibly Amn, or maybe Calimshan. The perhaps most remarkable thing of all might be that judging from the look of him in his tight fitting woolen breeches, he wasn't even hung like a horse. Probably. But looks could of course be decieving. The dark stubble across his cheeks, and the mean look in those dark eyes of his lended him a quite rugged, shady appearance, definitely someone who was up to any good. The gods alone knew what such a remarkably unremarkable man might be doing in a strange place like this. More likely than not, his unspectacular appearance would make the strange entities of this place ignore him.

          ***Background***

Rico was a bastard. Quite simply put. His mother had been a whore, quite literally working her arse off in one of the seedy streets in Athkatla, the city of coin. Rico was a pest as a child, and at an early age he started running with a juvenile gang, pulling off petty thefts in the slums that was their home. By the time he was 13, his dear blessed mother suffered a sudden case of blunt object to the head, presumably by some unsavoury patron, and met a most ignoble end. Not that Rico, or much of anyone else seemed to have cared. Of course, by now, Rico had already made something of a name for himself running small 'errands' for one of the local crime rings.

Things were definitely looking to be on the up for the young man, and a few more years passed before he managed to get his most well-deserved promotion, to hear him tell it anyway. Alas, things took a decidedly bad turn for the worse when a major heist went horribly wrong, and his almost equally rotten comrades left him high and dry to save their own sorry arses. A most respectable and understandable decision in these circles, there were certainly no hard feelings there, Rico would certainly have done any of them the same favour.

Spending a year in the city dungeons, his sentence would have left him there to rot a fair deal longer, had not an inconvenient fire broken out, and in the chaos, our protagonist, that being Rico in case you hadn't guessed it, managed to escape. An escaped prisoner and a wanted man, it was time to get the fuck out of here, and so he made it to the best place he knew of where one could disappear, the docks. Pulling in an old favour from a fellow scoundrel in arms, Rico took up service at one of the ships moored at the docks. A rather suspicious looking vessel with a checkered reputation. Yes, you guessed it. Pirates! And not only pirates, but slavers as well!

Life was good at the high seas, and plunder was good. It occured to Rico though that pirates usually didn't grow very old. After a couple of years, and after one near-death experience with the local royal navy, it was time to disembark from this particular leg of his adventure. In Luskan of all places. Ever the soul of solidarity, he made sure to steal as much of the plunder that he could carry from the ship before he made his quiet departure in order to set up a safer and more.. Profitable enterprise. As a very wise and respectable man had once told him; Whores rarely sink. An excellent investment, especially in a place like Luskan, where moral standards were a bit on the.. Looser side. Laying low for a while until his old pirate mates sailed off, likely to meet an ignoable end at the hands of some royal navy or the other, Rico then set his plan into motion and invested his ill-begotten plunder into purchasing a suitable locale in one of the worst parts of the city. He would probably still be there, living the good life off abusing desperate or weak women for a living (and feeling very good about himself while doing so), unless it had been for an accident.. But that is another tale entirely. Now, by a freak accident, he is here in Sinfar, and the years most certainly haven't made him a better man.

           ***Personality***

Greedy, self-centered, and cunning would all be accurate words to describe this wretched man. He cares nothing for others than himself, beyond the extent in which they can be used to serve his purposes. His checkered past has made him a complete misogynist, although time spent managing... Er.. Engaging in business enterprises with women has left him rather slick and smooth when engaging in conversation with the opposite sex. He can be charming, when he cares to be, and he often is... At least for a start. Rico possesses an ability to blend into most crowds, reading people and how to manouver them quite well often enough. He typically favours manipulation in order to get what he wants, although he is not beyond using force when he thinks that might be a better approach. This thoroughly despicable man is ever on the lookout for a way to make coin, preferably by exploiting others or through extortion, or other fine arts.

             ***OOC Disclaimer*

Hello! While Rico is a despicable character, I would like to think that I am not! Please don't mix the two up! Furthermore, I won't ever impose anything on anyone who isn't looking for dark, gritty sort of (S)RP. Additionally, I write a lot! Many years of RPing on this platform and many others has improved my writing and RPing vastly. I typically write several paragraphs of detailed, elaborate descriptions, containing ambience and other things as well that isn't just what my character says or does. As a result, I prefer RP partners who do the same. I totally respect that there are people who prefer shorter, more fast-paced back and forth emoting, and that is totally okay, but that style of play just isn't for me, as I would very quickly grow bored, and find it difficult to get into the RP, and we are all here to have fun, right? :)

           *** Lights ***

Whites: Intricate, long and detailed emotes in (S)RP. Long-term and abusive relationships (Of the bad kind most certainly!) Bad endings. Dark and gritty settings and continued storylines.. Exploiting weak (In an IC sense) characters. Fear play. Heavy sexual emphasis in relationships. Forced slavery. Prostitution. Trickery and deceit, contracts, inflated loan offers etc. Ordinary characters/races, humans, elves, half-elves etc. Domination. Verbal & sexual abuse. Breeding. Pregnancy. Psychological abuse. Drugs and imposed addictions. Huge tits. Big butts. Corruption (The natural kind, no magic involved). Sexual torture. Submissive and dependant women.


Greens: Pretty much everything else goes here, the list is so long that it would be pointless to list it. As a rule of thumb, I will play almost anything, and can easily adapt to incorperate lights of my RP partners preference. I am quite flexible within the context of my character concept and I am always trying to make RP enjoyable for those I play with!


Yellows: I am sure I will think of something eventually!

Reds: Shallow, non-descriptive RP or one-liner emotes. Nothing wrong with it, it just isn't my style of play sorry! Halflings, anything remotely child-like in appearance or behaviour. Things that belong in the bathroom. Rude behaviour OOCly.


Finally, I am tell-friendly, and always happy to hear suggestions or ideas or otherwise answer questions that you may have about my character, or anything else really! If I don't reply, it is either because I am AFK, or because I am typing up one of my in