A dimly-lit hovel, tucked into rows of otherwise unremarkable apartments and situated along the oceanfront. The stale smell of cigarettes mingle with the sea air, pulling together the caustic atmosphere of this bachelor's meager abode... Bottles lie strewn out across the ground in hapless array.
" Because I longed for eternal life, I went to bed with harlots and drank for nights on end. In the morning, to be sure, my mouth was filled with the bitter taste of the mortal state. But, for hours on end, I had soared in bliss... Every night I would strut at the bar, in the red light and dust of that earthly paradise, lying fantastically and drinking at length... Day would come softly to throw light on this disaster and I would get up and stand motionless in a dawn of glory. "
Roman is best described as a loiterer and solicitor who has been all over the world, only to now wash up ashore into a life that feels hopelessly dull in comparison. Hates to be bored and does anything for a thrill. Acts in his own interest and pushes boundaries, leaving him with few friends. He knows that he is widely disliked, but feels unbothered about the way that others see him, almost seeming offended by the notion he could be any other way. Even if he doesn't often make a show of his gratitude, he enjoys having company and is usually found in places where lots of people gather. His love for scandals keeps him in the know and he will happily share stories if he's in the right mood.
Because his spending priorities are all over the place he is often caught up in schemes to make quick cash or make it big. He has a taste for luxury goods and high-end liquor that drain his wallet. Shameless and does what he has to do in order to see his business through. When he has nothing to lose he becomes unpredictable. Living on the edge gives him a sense of thrill that staves away his boredom. Has horrible luck but loves to take chances anyways.
He is very self-assured and intuitive, giving off a brief impression of trustfulness. Loyal to himself at the end of the day, but willing to do things for others if he sees a benefit to the action. When he finds himself in over his head he has no problem relying on those around him for assistance. He is curious and interested in learning new information, leading him to travel.
- TRUTHS
- Has travelled all over the world and loves to tell stories of heroism and debauchery. Occassionally mingles in his own tales, but otherwise generally keeps his history to himself. Confuses places here and there.
- Tries to keep the tattoo across his back a secret because he hates to explain the circumstances surrounding it.
- Enjoys the smell of cologne and wears fine scents to attract women. Due to his smoking habit, his jacket tends to smell like cigarettes and perfume together.
- Horrible luck inevitably seems to follow him everywhere, but never so much as to deter him from taking a gamble in the first place.
- The ring he wears on his right pinky finger has always been with him.
- UNKNOWNS
- Claims to have grown up in the remote mountains on the eastern continent, but he is very vague and becomes suspicious when asked about his time there. Has nothing to say about his family.
- There is a large scar on the back of his head from a massive injury. His hair is long enough to cover the mark completely.
- Can't live without a sense of free will, but also finds himself confined within the symbolic ideal of a free life.
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