Personality

Robin is calm, cool, and collected. That is... when he is at his most focused. He is a shrewd and spiteful Elezen, angry when he sees opportunities passed on. And when he sees people pass up on potentially good employees. This Duskwight raised himself in the various under circles of Ul'Dah to rub elbows with the Syndicate and help fill their various dens of skin, Gil, and all manner of vices. This success has given him a case of narcissism.Now that he has saved up a sum, he is striking it out more publicly. He is warm, welcoming, and will help most find a good and honest job. He welcomes all and does not discriminate unless there is no Gil to be had by either person.Sadness is not often seen. Appearance and brand matters too much. Combat and fighting is a last resort. He is more apt to rely on others to do the heavy lifting.

Costly Decisions

It was quick. It was so gods damned fast. A loud metallic thud was heard. A bloodied knife splattered its' latest feast on the stone flooring. A young Elezen, a boy no more than thirteen, looked panic stricken at slumped over Hyuran gentleman. He groaned loudly, clutching his wide gullet as a crimson ocean expanded and stained his grey and dirtied shirt. Bloodshot eyes stared at the Elezen, pure fury and waning hatred, "Y-You bastard!"Robin squeaked, seemingly ripped from whatever coping mechanism his brain was conjuring up. Why did the blade slide so easily? "T-That.." his voice cracked, "... that... that," the man groaned in pain, falling from his chair to the floor and staring up at a scrawny Elezen orphan boy. The blood pooled on the stone now, his life was fading."T-That," he was stammering, then he pushed through, "... don't touch kids s-shite!" He quickly kicked the man in his side then promptly ran from the room, tears streaming down his face as he clamored out of a window. Leaving the man to his lonely fate.

Robin is a man that does not like to kill but will not bat an eyelash as he contracts someone else to make a kill.He is quite good with a blade, having been trained by the Syndicate as he grew into a man. He has been hired as security for private events, noble gatherings, and more. But he always assumed a more managerial role. Delegating the physical tasks to his more muscular colleagues. In a pinch he is quite dexterous and skilled at getting away from trouble.A treasure of his legacy, he holds unto old ways. Following the culture and teachings from Gelmorra, Robin was able to dabble in both thaumaturgy and conjuration. However, he is a master of neither and is not the most practiced.

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