Domenick Devereux
| Domenick Devereux | |
 "Who am I? Everything I am, I owe to others. Ask them." | |
| Gender | Male |
| Race | Elezen |
| Clan | Duskwight |
| Citizenship | Unaffiliated |
| Patron Diety | Althyk, the Keeper |
| Age | 39 |
| Marital Status | |
| Height | 6 fulm, 9 ilms |
| Weight | 280 ponz |
This Duskwight has skin the color of ashes, and he's not built like a fighter by any means. Tall and lanky, the man has a singular defining feature easily visible to a common eye; a deep cut from brow to jaw, crosswise down his dark face. Domenick ( AKA Omen, Edgeyest Edgelord of the Edge, voted most likely to cut himself with how sharp he is ) looks like he hasn't seen a day of hard work in his entire life if one goes by his comfortable outfits; in truth his hands are calloused from manual labor... though it contrasts heavily with the long sinews of his fingers. The Duskwight has the hands of a caster or musician, and his eyes seem queerly catlike in their reflectiveness.
If he's not smoking his pipe, you can bet it is in a pocket ready to be lit up at a moment's notice.
In conversation Domenick tends towards dry humor and sarcasm, giving off an impression of jadedness. A clever mind can sense that he seems at war with himself, however, occasionally dropping what seems like uncharacteristic vulgarities and urges of violence. In rare intimate situations with trusted friends the man is all jaunty grins and jokes, revealing his good-nature and willingness to be helpful with freely offered advice and honest opinion.
Domenick is a firm believer in free will and learning through harsh lessons. He will happily cave to someone's intentions and let them break their leg rather than force them to safety.
Likes
- Walnuts / Tea
- Smoking
- Shade / Lightning storms
- Love as an idea
- Anything Doman/Near-Eastern
- His magical Hat
Dislikes
- Overconfidence / Ignorance
- Bright days / Thanalan
- Serious confrontation
- Stuttering
- Empty threats
- Miqo'te
Hobbies/Talents
- Aetheric / Allagan studies
- Tinkering with mortality
- Coming up with new ways to kill things
- Pissing people off
Tropes:
Submissive Badass He won't lead. Hell, he'll outright refuse the position.
Battle Butler: He'll do your dishes, paperwork, and weeding.. and then casually oneshot your enemies with the gardening rake he'd been using a moment ago.
Break The Cutie: He used to be innocent; trusting and caring, loving and living. Then the world happened.
Not Afraid To Die: Threatening him just doesn't work. Ever. If anything he'll laugh, because he got the rise out of you.
Jerkass Facade Don't you dare tell anyone that all the abrasiveness is a mask, though. He's got his reputation to maintain.
Music/Themes::
Messenger ( Earthbound, Starblind )
General
A pacifist by nature, Domenick will stand his ground in a few circumstances: if he must engage, the man employs a mix of three distinct tactics. The easiest way to disable the man in a serious combat situation is to close on him and keep him from channeling his formidable aetheric powers.
(Rogue, NOT Ninja) The man will be the first to flank and end a scuffle before it even begins if the opportunity arises. His skill with smallblades is his weakest practice, barely trained and only to have some minor defense if he's engaged in melee. The man compensates for this by having the best hardware possible for the job...
(Machinist) His aim is impeccable, as he had been raised to hit anything he'd aimed at since childhood. He is competent enough to be a severe threat from a distance, and he's mastered the use of technology to augment his already-considerable aetheric powers.
(Astrologian: Chronomancy) His aetherial mastery is where he shines. The man does not even need adequate concentration or casting time to employ wicked spell-weaves, and his inherent intelligence coupled with a very objective view on violence leave him with a deadly repertoire of possibilities at his fingertips...
Family
- Alistair Fry (Estranged Mate) - He was married, once. A very, very long time ago...
Friends
- Zalitai Dalamiq - A male Auri scholar who inherited a manse of forbidden knowledge. The man has swiftly become a very large figure in his life, asking few questions and allowing much. One could venture far enough to say that Zal could ask for anything and the elezen would give it.
- Camille Everardi- This hyuran woman has skyrocketed into the man's trust circle with a single act of charity. Though they do not speak often, he does not need to know her intimately to trust her so.
Enemies
(keep in mind these are his personal opinions, and may not be fact)
Common Rumors
- "Heard the damn man called three different names. Wish he'd make up his mind! It's confusing! Omen? Tyo? Dom? Oi vey."
- "Works for some shady business or summat, I reckon hearin' once or twice. Some library? ... can libraries be shady?"
- "Pretty sure he stole that pipe he's got off some miqo'te boy that used to be around here all the time. Ah, well."
Uncommon Rumors
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