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Revision as of 00:34, 10 February 2017
Vincent Laurentius If you don't like the hand you're dealt, cheat
A rags-to-riches Ul'dahn street rat that worked his way up the criminal ladder. His initial work and experience came in the form of petty crime and small gangs, whatever it took to eek out a living. Eventually, his actions became known by a much larger syndicate, and soon he was drafted in its ranks. About
Vincent--or Vinnie, as most people call him--stands at about 5'8" and has a fairly slender frame. He's not particularly strong. While he keeps himself in shape and maintains a toned body, he relies mostly on various gadgets, weapons, intelligence, speed and agility to help him during an altercation. His skin is mostly pale with a slight tan. He has a scar along the right side of his cheek, though it is typically covered up by his long crimson hair. The left side of his face is generally kept open, openly showing a tribal tattoo given to him when he joined one of the Ul'dahn street gangs. Vincent's eyes are turqoise, rounded and upturned toward the edges while his brows are thin and dark. Vinnie can almost always be found wearing a suit, typically dark blue or black and a pair of dark shades to match. He prioritizes his personal appearance over almost everything else, knowing that one must look respectable in order to be respected. He commands himself with a sense of professionalism when on the job, and dressing in anything less would ruin that. Speech: Vincent tries his best to articulate his speech, but it isn't long until his street lifestyle catches up to him. He typically carries a casual tone to his voice, though work seems to denote something more demanding out of him. Vincent is laid back, and therefore doesn't seek to harm people he doesn't have to. He is mostly friendly, knowing all too well that knowledge is power and, in his line of work, one must network as much as they can. He doesn't have much in the way of a temper, but when provoked, rather than invoking some sort of explosive anger, Vinnie falls into a calm rage. Any pretense of that kind, happy-go-lucky attitude is lost and he falls strictly to business, or in some cases, work. He doesn't have much in the way of morals. Rather, he knows how one should act and does so just enough to get by, but he isn't one to lecture other people on their use of drugs or alcohol. He's quite fond of the latter, himself, and has only been known to make use of the former during a particularly wild party or after inviting a few women back to his room. Speaking of pleasures, Vincent is open to just about anything, though he is not interested in men. He has a "try anything once" type of attitude, and thinks that one must live the one life they've been given to the fullest and experience all that it has to offer. Work has him do many questionable things, from ransom to murder to extortion and everything in between. However, Vincent does have a strict code he follows. He will not be involved in slavery, and has no desire for sexual assault. One of the few times he'd come to another's aid is during such cases, believing that all people have the right to be as free as they can or choose to be.
Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category!
Vincent's early life is that of any Ul'dahn orphan: harsh. He lived in the orphanage until he was no longer capable of staying, partially due to it being too full and moreso because he kept causing problems. What he didn't have, he wanted. What he couldn't get, he forcibly took. Vincent was never one to harm others unless he absolutely had to. This led him to stealing from vendors and the more fortunate rather than outright seeking to brawl or kill. But things weren't always successful, and he often returned with bruises and injuries from when he was caught, either by the target or another gang's territory. The matron of the orphanage had little in the way of choice when it came to Vincent. Barely twelve years of age, he'd already caused them their fair share of trouble. He was cast out on the streets, forced to fend for himself. Eventually he caught up with the gangs that he'd already made a name for himself in and joined their ranks. There was no order or structure present; just a group of kids and semi-likeminded individuals trying to eek out a living in the harsh Ul'dahn streets. As they grew together, so did the bonds between them, and eventually they became more family than friends. This family soon grew into a semi-legitimate organization, or at least as legitimate as a group of ruffians could be. There was some order to it, but only the bare minimum. Those that had been there the longest would act as the leader's lieutenants, and Vincent managed to earn himself a spot there. Each lieutenant was in charge of various interests for the gang, from drugs to prostitution and everything in between. Their endeavors soon caught the attention of rival gangs, and it wasn't long before wars began to erupt between the various groups. No one gang was better than the other, and the result was little more than chaos in the streets. Neither faction was willing to give up what territory they had gained, but none of them was willing to settle for what they'd had. It simply became the way of the city, and already dangerous streets became that much more so, especially where territories met. And then, one by one, all of the gangs began to fall in line. The bloodshed ceased and soon it came to be that the violence settled. Vincent's gang assumed that they'd managed to somehow come out on top. With at least a tenuous peace, Vincent was looking forward to relaxing as he did before, no longer having to look over his shoulder. At least, not as much as before. Yet, his boss wanted more. He saw the peace as an opportunity for rapid expansion, catching the other gangs off guard and taking their territory one by one. Vincent pleaded to let them be and just enjoy what they had, but it wasn't enough. It didn't take long for their actions to reach the ears of others. Suits, as they were known, were ghost stories that gang members shared amongst themselves in hopes of spooking one another on the way home. Whenever someone suddenly vanished, it was the Suits. When no gang was willing to claim a hit, the Suits were to blame. Most had already considered them little more than a product of the times they lived in, and yet, standing before Vinnie and the other Lieutenants were six of them. Their offer was simple; enjoy what was already freely given, and live. Vincent's boss had little to hear of it. He refused to believe that anything had been "given" to them, as he was the one giving the orders. There were no Suits present when they took over rival gangs, and there were certainly none about when they formed themselves. He ordered the rest of his gang to continue as they had with little care of the consequences, believing the six men and women that came to them to be little more than a joke from the other gangs. At barely twenty years of age, Vincent knew trouble when he saw it. Yet, this was his family. It was the only life he knew, and he'd do whatever it took to preserve that. Against his better judgement, Vincent agreed to help lead strikes into rival territory. One by one, the other gangs began to fall, and little by little their own expanded. And then, just like that, it was all over. They'd gone over the plans countless times. They could recite the street and adjacent territories like they'd studied them their whole lives. Hells, they practically had. They knew every detail, down to each sign post, trash bin, and shop. Yet, nothing could prepare them for what awaited. What was meant to be a quick takeover of an enemy base--an abandoned storage house deep within the city--became a massacre. There were several factions waiting on them, all with weapons well beyond their means. The battle--if you could even call it that--was over in moments, and Vincent was never seen again. Some say they saw him shot. Others claimed he was caught in an explosion. Yet still some were convinced that he'd been carried out by rival gang members. By all accounts he was presumed dead, and a part of that was true. Vincent Laurentius, the cocky, street-smart thug was forever changed that night. The Suits had taken him, offering a life of luxury should he only follow their code. In exchange for riches beyond his dreams and a life well beyond any means he'd previously had--or have, he need only give them his life. Vincent accepted with open arms. After all, the alternative was surely death. Stories are in chronological order.
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