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*Whoa oh oh oh oh, Mona Lisa
You're guaranteed to run this town
Whoa oh oh oh oh, Mona Lisa
I'd pay to see you frown*
Honovi Tchoff
{ALIASES}"Novi", "Honey", "Little Archon"
{AGE}28
{GENDER, SEXUALITY}Male, homosexual
{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}Human, Adelan
{HEIGHT/BUILD}6', allll leg
{OCCUPATION}Second in command for a crime syndicate. He do bad, bad things. YAY.
{RESIDENCE}Naxton, a city-town in northeastern Adela.
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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}- A delicate grace; The first thing you notice about Honovi is his stature. Long, lean, and with a kind of smoothness to his movements that you'd almost expect him to have a little more fae blood than he actually does. His hands are slender and sure, and prone to quick fluid movements that make watching him play with a deck of cards a sight to behold indeed.
- Downright pampered; Everything about Honovi is soft and silken, from the long curtain of perfectly maintained black hair, to the smoothness of his skin and hands. Rarely is there ever any dirt under his nails, and indeed, the only callouses he really has are those on his fore and middle fingers from years of pulling back a bowstring. More often than not, he's dressed in fine silken clothes, with vibrant pieces of turquoise set in white gold jewelry.
- But that's home life; There's a very distinct difference between the Honovi you find in his home city of Naxton, and the Honovi you might encounter on the road. Out in the wilds past the city walls, the pampered prince persona peels away, with all bright baubles exchanged for simple worn leather armor and furs, and only a few darker rings left on his fingers to signify his status. What's more, is his entire demeanour changes as well. He seems far more relaxed in the trees, and loses the tightness around his eyes and mouth the further he gets from home.
{PERSONALITY}- One frigid bitch; Even his closest companions will agree with you on this, though your tone will decide whether you get to keep your tongue after saying it. Aloof, he keeps himself far away, and it's much harder to understand when he's showing kindness or affection, because he tends to keep these moments small and hard to observe. One might think him completely humorless, but for the rare moment where quiet laughter can be pulled from him. These moments tend to happen in the woods more than not, though.
- A head for business; Honovi is dangerously clever. He knows how to read between the lines, sussing out moods and intentions regardless of whether they were spoken aloud. He knows who will be a good business partner and who will be a liability, and it's very rare that he makes ill judgment of who he keeps close. Even more terrifying is his ability to find loopholes, and use those to his absolute advantage.
- Immoral and content; He knows he partakes in bad things. He's a criminal through and through, and loses no sleep over any such thing. He also won't sit and try to justify his actions either— he's not stealing to keep from starving, and he's certainly not doing it for noble reasons. He's a lord of the underworld, and he has no qualms about that. It's simply how it is, and no part of the simple, honest life appeals to him.
- Cold wrath; Honovi is a master of his own emotions. He shows disappointment and pleasure at times, though you get the feeling that when he does show these things, it's because he wanted you to see them. When he's well and truly angry, it's a cold and calculated thing, and while he may not blow up in your face, you can be sure that whatever you did to elicit such a response will be paid back in kind. Thrice over.
Fun Facts!:- Uses a minor amount of makeup, primarily to help keep the shadows under his eyes from being over-pronounced. He also tends to favor sticks of kohl, which he lines his eyes with.
- Is in the middle of breaking a habit of picking at his lips. Sometimes during an idle moment when he's in thought, he'll reach up to touch at his mouth, but will suddenly drop his hands when he catches himself.
- Adores Serenian wines, and will drink plenty with his dinner. And lunch. And breakfast. The only time he takes water instead is when he's out beyond the city limits and he needs to keep his wits about him.
- Actually genuinely hates being called "Honey," but there we are.
{SPECIAL ABILITIES}Well-armed, well-spoken and well-connected. He's not an enemy you want to have.
{RELATIONSHIPS}Saevo Tchoff (the Archon of Naxton) - His older brother, and the Archon of the Tchoff Family Syndicate. Rich and powerful as the man is, he absolutely dotes on his younger brother, providing all the fine things in life beyond even what Honovi himself would own. Saevo's the reason for Honovi being utterly covered in turquoise most days, and Honovi doesn't have the heart to turn down any gifts given.
Lady Anea Tchoff of Naxton - His sister-in-law, and Saevo's third wife. Honovi is terribly fond of the girl, and being so much younger than either of the brothers (a mere 20 years old), he feels a kind of protective duty towards her. However, to any observer, the pair do little more than simply acknowledge one another.
Pannoowau - Honovi's personal pain in the ass.
{HISTORY}The city of Naxton has always been run by the Tchoff family. Every pickpocket preying on foreign visitors, every guard who turns a blind eye with a bribe, every smuggler and every honest hunter or farmer or shopkeep answers to the Tchoffs, and they all have learned that it's far better to deal with the "Little Archon" than it is to risk the wrath of the Archon himself.
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