Firo Goodwehn (MORTAL)

NAME - Firo Goodwehn
NICKNAME - Firo
AGE - 23
NATIONALITY - British

FAMILY - Unknown

RELATIONSHIP STATUS - Single

CURRENTLY RESIDES AT - 5 Moss Street

HAIR - Short, feathered green hair.
EYES - Yellow
OTHER FACIAL FEATURES/OTHER APPEARANCE DETAILS - Always keeps his fedora on.
HEIGHT - 5'5"

CLOTHING PARTICULARS - Always dressed neatly in a dark, pin-striped, fashioned suit and hat.

PERSONALITY - Firo is a man of many faces. He utilizes his vast intellect to exercise his mastery as a wordsmith to con his living. Despite his love for money, however, Firo mainly puts on his acts more so to satisfy his need for fun than anything else. Oddly enough, he doesn't actually wish any real harm on another living soul.

His real pride lays in his charm and charisma. Firo has no problem attracting a crowd of sorts and first impressions seem to be his forte. It is second nature for Firo to show his colors as an upper-class gentleman even if his inner thoughts may come across as lewd.

Even though Firo keeps his undying, mischievous smile stretched across his face, he's haunted daily by crushing loneliness. Never having had a real family or friend, he builds up walls of false courage and confidence to get by day after day. Truth be told, Firo wants nothing more than for someone to share his feeling for, but his instincts as a loner just can't allow himself to open up his unpolished heart.

HABITS - Firo has a tendency to chew at his lip when frustrated or thinking. If his muse is to strike him at a time with no accessible paper or writing utensils, Firo with mouth his ideas to himself in an effort to remember; This never works, however.

HOBBIES - Being a bit of a walking contradiction, if Firo isn't out trying to romance some entertainment for the night, he's sitting alone surrounded by his writing and various liquors.

HISTORY - Spending the better portion of his life in an orphanage, Firo never knew the loving embrace of a real family. The only children he'd ever grown to befriend always became adopted, leaving him to his lonesome once more. After years of emotional teasing, he learned how to protect himself through petty deceit and lies. Never meaning to hurt anyone, only protect himself from the inevitable abandonment from his peers.

As years passed, Firo began to observe those around him. During his teen years, he spent several hours a day just watching the actions, emotions and reactions of those around him. He analyzed and watched them with undying fascination.

After he was old enough to leave the orphanage, he decided to further pursue his love of Psychology and the neurological thought process. His accelerated advancements soon left him a namesake which he used to secure his "employment". Firo now spends his days in a repetitive limbo of drinking, conning and flirting.