Name: Faustell
Age: 25
Nameday: 3550.10.02
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Yes
Craft: Courtesan
Rank: Journeyman
Location: High Reaches Weyr
Physical Description: One could be forgiven for staring overly long at Faustell, whose smoldering reddish brown eyes have the look of a predatory Terran hawk. He is tall even for a Pernese man, with broad shoulders and a muscular build, with olive skin and hair that spills in waves down his shoulders. Although one might mistake the thick white streaks in his hair for an affectation, they are quite natural. Splendidly handsome, and utterly aware of it, Faustell dresses as befits a former courtesan. Although really, the only thing former about his occupation is simply the current agreement to stand as a High Reaches Candidate.
Personality: The art of seduction comes easily to Faustell, worn like a second skin that is now entirely his own. Enchanting others and persuading him to his way of thinking is simply a skill that he was taught, and that he excels at it perhaps speaks to the young man's innate ability. He has always been clever, but spending the majority of his life at Nabol Hold certainly honed every sharp edge that he possesses. There is not a thing that happens, a word exchanged, that Faustell does not instinctively try to turn to his own advantage. That does not make him a good man, but it does make him Nabolese, which he is and was, and is now attempting to learn how not to be.
It is not that Faustell is ashamed of hailing from Nabol. No, it is that he's coming to learn that the sort of mindset shared by many of his own people is not wholly welcome at High Reaches Weyr. In order to fit in better, and to perhaps be considered by the dragonets that he encounters, Faustell is trying to reform himself. Emphasis on trying, as it has assuredly been a most decidedly uphill road. This effort has not always been aided by his close relationship to I'zrin, who brings out the worst in him at times. Still, there is a place for and a use for his skills even at High Reaches Weyr, and he can and will put them to good use.
On a certain level, Faustell thoroughly enjoys every aspect of his identity as a Nabolese courtesan, indulging in his 'bad boy' image with abandon. He delights in the pleasures of the flesh, though time and experience has made him a bit more particular in handing out his favors. He always had a possessive streak, but having the opportunity to revel in the freedom provided by the Weyr has brought that to a whole new level. For once in his life, his belongs (and beloved) are completely his own. That he is so close to aging out does thread the experience through with anxiety, but he hopes to catch the eye of a worthy dragon in the time he has left.
With overweening self confidence and pride, Faustell has a strong tendency toward arrogance which is only held in check by his desire for self-improvement. He took a good long look at himself, and has come to some conclusions about why he has not up until now managed to catch the eye of a dragonet... but even so, he can't help that he knows his own worth. He's bold, swaggering, and just this side of incorrigible. Woe betide those who think they can take Faustell for granted or look down on him, for they will surely discover the error of their ways...perhaps a little too late for their own good. Clever and cajoling, he's more than capable of getting himself out of trouble, though his track record is far from perfect.
Positive Trait List Magnetic, shrewd, persuasive
Negative Trait List Arrogant, possessive, hedonistic
History: Raised in the slums of Nabol Hold, Faustell was one of the lucky ones that showed promise at a young age. He doesn't remember his parents, and really doesn't care - chances are they died in a ditch somewhere, and if they didn't, then they sold him off for marks. Overall, he'd rather that they died. Don't think for a moment that this is a sad story, though. As far as Faustell is concerned, it's a typical one and he made it out ahead. He was picked up by a courtesan and taken to the Hall at the age of eight. There, he learned absolutely everything there was to know about the craft that wasn't highly specialized.
It was a happy time, and Faustell remembers it quite fondly. Some of his masters were almost more like family, and certainly his fellow apprentices were akin to that. However, when it came time to either go out journeying, or take up an assignment at a brothel, Faustell sometimes regrets that he chose the latter. There was so much more of the world yet to see, but with his sponsorship not yet paid off, it seemed natural to give the Garden a try. It wasn't as glamorous or as famed as the likes of, say, the Jewelbox, but he was able to earn his keep.
And, too, there was something quite charming about the place. With an open air garden of flowers, it was nearly as eye catching as the courtesans within it. Faustell didn't mind being someone's rose, after all, even if he was mostly thorn. Over time he found his place at the brothel, picking up plenty of clientele. There was one secret that the Garden did not give out, which was that a particular healer turned courtesan kept up a portion of the garden itself to cultivate stimulates... which then were sold at a profit. It was definitely a shady practice, and could not have gone on in a less seedy region, but at Nabol Hold it went largely unnoticed.
Faustell, who was fairly loose with his morals, soon learned that he could make a tidy profit indeed by dealing in this underground trade. Of course, it was never a major source of his revenue, and part of him felt cautious over risking his reputation in such a way. As a Hall sanctioned courtesan, there was little advantage in being discovered in such a black market dealing, but in his greeding moments, he certainly took part. In a beautiful garden, surrounded by beautiful courtesans, the journeyman whiled away his time.
When Thread returned, it devastated the Garden, destroying both the brothel itself and the garden that had brought Faustell his extra earnings. As luck would have it, Faustell had been away escorting a client at the time, and was saved by his time with the fellow. Ensconced in Nabol proper, the courtesan could only watch as his world was turned upside down. When he returned, it was to the discovery that everything but what he had kept in a locked safe had been eaten by Thread. He'd lost so many of his colleagues that it was better, truly, to start afresh at a new brothel.
Although it was a nuisance to replace his wardrobe from the ground up, Faustell felt thankful that his jewelry and marks had survived the disaster. Suddenly imbued with a sense of his own mortality, Faustell went knocking on the doors of brothels that were within the stone Hold, and finally found his way to a house of less repute than the last. He worked diligently to build up his name again, and made sure that his old clientele knew where he had landed.
So it was that he spent his time until he met a fascinating fellow by the name of Ilzerin. The lovely strawberry blond was trying to make his marks as a pit fighter, which amused Faustell to no end. Finding himself surprisingly entranced, Faustell resolved to follow his progress. It came as no surprise when the beauty turned to whoring to make ends meet. More than willing to offer up support, Faustell treated Ilzerin to luxuries that were perhaps beyond the other's current ability to procure. Their relationship was a bit of a mystery, but was full of all manner of teasing and fun. And so it would have continued, if not for the fact that they were both Search to High Reaches Weyr.
Other: Prior to accepting candidacy at High Reaches Weyr, Faustell made extra marks selling stimulates from time to time. He still knows all manner of distinctly non-medical uses for herbs and the like. Faustell has a soft spot for those he loves, flit or person, but good luck getting him to confess such a thing.
Has a sweet little green flit named Snowdrop whom he has spoiled about rotten - though fortunately she seems resistance toward being completely ruined by his excess.
Don't touch his stuff.
Candidate Specific Questions
Do you want them to have an official Search RP? No
Do you understand they will age every passing year regardless if you're there to RP the or not? Yes
Do you want them to have a possible Stands Impression? No