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Ivo Suresight
Couldn't do the wounds on his ear and face
Skills
Couldn't do the wounds on his ear and face
Skills
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Physical
-Fighting Style: Dagger, Trained (2)
-Approach: Parkour, Trained (2)
Total Points In Category: 4
Mental
-Trade: City Planner, Trained (2)
-Knowledge: Black Market, Novice (1)
-Knowledge: City Familiarity, Proficient (3)
Total Points In Category: 5
Social
-Social Skill: Charming Persuasion (2)
-Social Skill: Mediator (1)
Total Points In Category: 3
General Information
Age: 21
Species: Red Fox
Size: Medium
Physical Description
Ivo has very saturated coat, making him very bright and colourful just like his red eyes. His left ear is chipped in half and he has rather nasty scar running through his entire face and over his left eye that disrupts his overall pleasant and handsome appearance. He wears clothing of a typical citizen, trying to not stand out from the crowd. His fur and tail are always well groomed despite his lowly occupation.
Inventory and Real Estate
-A small apartment at Zann's Backyard with decent furnishings
-Sketchbook filled with hundreds of maps and building sketches
-Set of high quality pens and pencils
-Small dagger made to be hidden within clothing.
-Warrant of his position as city official
-Small brooch with symbol of a maw.
Personality
-Confident
-Charmer
-Easy to distract
-Regretful
Strengths
-Due to his past and present he can easily mix with most social stratas in the city
-Very good sight and memory for details
-Great orientation in terrain
Weaknesses
-Not the best morals
-Meek under pressure
-Can't stand people with power over him
History
Born in 1744 in slups of Bouillabaisse Harbor, Ivo doesn't remember his parents or his early life. His first memory comes in 1749 when he woke up with horrible head wound in some basement with a group of criminals he later knew as Great Maw. It wasn't clear to him why they saved and cared for him but they sure raised him to be one of them. Amid the revolution and following years of rebuilding, Ivo was mostly doing small criminal jobs and scouting. He quite early picked up drawing maps of city and buildings that were invaluable to the gang. Thanks to him they could quite well organize their criminal acts and as such, prosper.
His comrades started calling him Suresight as he was the eyes of The Great Maw. For the longest time he didn't mind at all his life. Ivo didn't knew anything else after all. In 1760 however, the worst thing possible happened. He started growing up.
With that came a realization of his importance. He saw that without him, maw wouldn't be able to manage even half as well and yet he was getting peanuts compared to other's share of loot. That over time turned into a turbulent idea within him that maybe he should offer his services to the others as well.
And not long after he started visiting all the shady bars and places. His brooch allowing him an entrance as part of a well known and powerful group, but to the surprise of many he was there to sell the secret of their power. It didn't took long until he got plenty of riches in exchange for his maps and details he could provide.
But with breech of security also came a certain risk he wasn't aware of. One that in late 1761 became apparent once a group of soldiers raided all caches and bases of The Great Maw. It didn't take long for him to realize this was his fault, that he most likely sold that information at some point without realising it. He however wasn't mad at himself for it. Even if at that day all of those who, crudely but nonetheless, have raised them died.
He however didn't fight. He was never great at such situations and was very weak-willed when the odds were against him. That is why he never went for any bigger jobs anyway. In this case too he chose to sacrifice his biggest treasure, his sketches and maps, offering them while begging to be spared.
To his surprise, it worked.
Never later had Ivo questioned if it was gods blessing or extreme luck but he was taken to the town hall. As he soon have learned from some official, who seemed very rich and important, the city long knew about his maps and was impressed. He was the only beast who may have ever mapped the everchanging chaos of slups and knew how to navigate them after all.
He was then offered a deal of his life. Working for the city, and making maps for them. Ivo didn't think twice. He accepted.
And over the next few years he understood why he was given this chance.
It was because of him that city now had access to vault of informations he hoarded. Many gangs have been dismantled and city officials themselves weren't shy of doing shady buisnesses with others. To him it only proved that no matter who he was workiing for, he was meant to be a tool. And he hated it.
But for now he was an official of the city, earning nice salary, getting to learn how to read and write and using his skills in both drawing maps of what exists and taking part in organizing new areas. It was called city planning and according to those who gave him some advice to start, he was good at it.
But even the fact he could now enter almost anywhere legally due to his job, as well as anywhere shady due to his past, wasn't a good consolation. He just wanted to be free of obligations and truly be respected for his abilities.
Maybe that was his mistake.
