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Name: Blaise Maltese

Nickname: His men call him “the Baron” or simply “Boss”, also known in his circles as “Magic 8”

Gender/Pronoun: Male, he/him

Age: 43

Birthday: March 30th

Sign: Aries

Gemstone: Diamonds (he’s an expensive sort of fella)

Blood Type: O-

Fav. Food: Anything expensive. Also burgers.

Hated Food: Allergic to asparagus and doesn’t really like blueberries

School/Occupation: Runs a contracting and hiring business called “Baron’s Dogs”, where he sells the protection and various skill of the men who work for him.

Hobbies:

Drinking -- Don’t let the description fool you—Blaise is far from your usual drunkard, and finds his joy in social drinking, mostly at parties. He fills himself up on the warm buzz of wine or whiskey, and he’ll dance all the men and women around him into various stupors just to prove that he can.

Hunting – While Maltese has to travel quite a distance to find (legal) game to hunt, on occasion he’ll load up one of his vehicles and make a trip out to his father’s old lodge, spending days or even weeks out in the woods, killing and butchering processing deer, rabbit, or anything else unlucky enough to find him when he’s in one of his “moods”. Anyone who’s anyone knows that accompanying the man on these expeditions is a bad idea.

Jazz Artist – An extremely little known fact about the Baron is that the man is a jazz music fanatic. He plays a copious amount of it on records in his office, and if prompted properly, may even break out his old saxophone from the cupboard above his wine case and play a tune. He's been obsessed with the craft since he was a child, and actually happens to be quite decent at it.

Virtues:

Charming -- Blaise is the sort of individual who knows how to sway a room in his favour. He spent the majority of his younger years weaving in and out of high-class social functions, and has a particular and peculiar penchant for keeping all the eyes in any room on him and him alone. He wants attention, and he knows how to make the world give it to him.

Crafty – Blaise is extremely adaptable, and finds a specific sort of glee in making something work when other people tell him it shouldn’t. Even if one path doesn’t work, the Baron will find a different solution, and he won’t cease until he has created a new trail to his destination; preferably the shortest one possible. He could never be brought a problem and not give it his best go at trying to solve it (so long as it suited his favour).

Hardworking – Blaise’s stubborn nature is probably another factor that plays into his willingness to work. He would (almost) never ask one of his Dogs to do something that he wouldn’t do himself. He has a plethora of skills and the strength to back it up, so watch out if he’s on a business warpath—he’s going to get everything done in the most efficient manner possible, even if he has to ruin other people’s days to do so.

Flaws:

Toxically Changeable – Unfortunately, Blaise has been known for his mood swings. This is hard on everyone around him, but (probably) not worse for anyone than it is for the man himself. His mood flips on a dime, and he can fancy himself the most proper and prim of gentlemen in one moment, and a rageful, snappish mob boss the next. His friends (if you could call them that), call him “Magic 8”, because every time you shake him up, you get a different response.

Prideful – A classic emotion in a man such as Blaise, and for good reason. He’s always the one to get the last word in, always going the extra mile to prove his points, to prove that he’s better and smarter than anyone else could possibly hope to be. He would sooner cut off his own arms than apologise, and would sooner kill someone than admit they were better than him.

Critical – Blaise is a man who likes everything in his life to function in a specific way at specific times. He wants results, and wants them in his way, at his pace, and according to his plans. If you cannot abide by the rules, you will suffer for it. And whether he tears into you verbally or finds a way to get back at you in a roundabout sort of manner, he won’t rest until he knows that you’ve done wrong. And in his mind, a small slight is all it takes.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Eyes: Half-lidded, tired grey eyes. If you catch him when he thinks he’s alone, there’s something deeply world-weary in the stare.

Hair: Black-blue hair, slicked back from his face and curled slightly at the ends. He’s got a few strands that won’t quite stay, and drape over his forehead when he’s distracted.

Face: Narrow, gaunt face with very visible cheekbones and wrinkling between the brow and around the eyes. He’s got dimples, people believe, when he really smiles, but it’s hard to tell if that’s just a rumour or not.

Skin Tone: Vampiricly pale skin with a slightly grey palor.

Body Type: He’s tall, at almost 6’3”, but he hunches substantially, makes himself seem smaller and unassuming by wearing baggy clothes and leaning down to others’ levels. He has a surprisingly lithe and muscular frame, and uses it to his advantage when people don’t expect it.

Clothes: Blaise typically wears a dark blue-grey dress shirt with a red sweater-vest overtop of it, as well as purplish-red dress pants with a stretchy waistband, as he was never really one for belts. He wears black dress shoes, and a Rolex watch on his left wrist, just as a statement piece. He also has a pair of gray hoop earrings.