'Timothy' App

Name: "Timothy Norris" _{<See Additional Facts>}

Occupation: Blacksmith

Age: ~281 years (appears to be in his late twenties)

Height / Weight: 5'11" (not including wings) / 160 lbs

Species: Fairy (Unseelie) [link]

Birthday: December 28th

Blood Type: O-

Personality Traits:
- Business-like (Will work himself to the bone, and expects others to do the same)
- Reliable (If you can pin him down or he respects you, he can practically be counted on to get the job done, whether it's paperwork, a(n) armor/weaponry commission, or a hit)
- Suspicious (Will not trade information on himself to anyone unless they prove that it will not be shared; security is unreachable, so he has to look out for himself)
- Driven (He's got ambition and is a bit too drawn to power)
- Immoral (It's better not to look into how he handles his state of affairs)
- Detached (Emotion isn't high on his priorities, as it is far too easy to manipulate; needless to say, he's a bit cold)
- Self-preserving (As stated earlier, he isn't exactly the most morally conscious, and due to growing up in the Unseelie Court, he puts his own safety first)
- "Open-minded" (More like he just doesn't care, and if something or someone did not apply to how he thought before, he'll likely change how he's thinking and move on to avoid unnecessary problems)
- Sarcastic (Despite being cold, he does have a sense of humor, even if it is caustic. If he's in a good enough mood / not annoyed, then he might even crack some jokes - though, most of them are at the expense of another.)

Room Key: [link]

History:
Itrenore came into being quite a long time ago in the Unseelie (or "Unblessed") Court, the vicious and darker sister of the Seelie Court. Instead of drinking, dancing, and playing pranks as those from the "Blessed" court did, he and his kin were more malicious and perhaps a little terrifying. The pranks he played with other young fairies before being knighted were cruel, involving vicious glamours and nearly always ending gruesomely for the humans involved. However, as he grew older, his less deformed physique and swordsmanship (not to mention his apparent lack of a conscience) earned him a higher place in the vain society in which he was raised.
By his 168th birthday, he was a full-fledged knight, but knighthood was merely a title that drew respect, not one that induced the need to go on quests and gain honor.
Itrenore was always a particularly opportunistic fairy, so when the chance to break the monotony arose, he snatched it up, and began studying armor and weapon smithy under a fallen Seelie blacksmith. For years, she taught him well (despite a rocky start), showing him how the manipulative nature of his magic could help shape particularly intricate and sturdy forms.
However, despite their own untrustworthiness, the Unseelie Court did not protect those who they believed to be betraying their kin, and banished him from the court upon hearing of his association with the "Seelie" smith.
Scandalized, Itrenore demanded to be allowed to re-enter the court, only to be denied the right every time. He then set his jaw and marched right away to find work elsewhere.
Thankfully, he was able to find work at a mysterious place known as the "Clover Club" despite his race and status, and readily accepted, regardless of the fact that he would have to help people who he had previously considered below him. He has had to change his viewpoints quite a bit, but did so without too much trouble, instead becoming used to his new surroundings and adapting to do his job the best he can.
Now, he simply means business, and has put his past entirely behind him (aside from the smithy, of course).

Likes: Rules (that coincide with his priorities), loopholes, success/power, working with his hands, rich and/or bitter foods, raw or rare meat, undercover work, secrecy, artichokes, suits, suits of armor (particularly the comfortable weight associated with wearing it), winter, snowy or rainy weather

Dislikes: Overly sweet foods, fruit, water, overly exuberant or optimistic people, children, monkeys, social events, rules (that work against his priorities), summer days, tank tops (he legitimately sneers when he sees them, as they seem irrational to him), practical jokers / trouble-makers, marshmallows

Additional Facts:
- True name is simply "Itrenore". However, seeing as power can be gained over fay by knowing their true name, he doesn't give that away like candy. He also rarely signs things for this same reason - he is afraid of being bound by his name.
- His magic is only really good for glamours, altering his own height, and working metal. Neither he or his magic are associated with nature or flowers.
- His eyes are completely black, and therefore, very sensitive to copious amounts of light. He works almost completely in the dark, sans the fairy-fires that he works with and the pale glow he emits.
- As could be assumed, he spends most of the daylight hours working indoors, while enjoying the night as much as is possible for a stick in the mud.
-Does not enjoy the name Timmy whatsoever.
-Usually is found wearing either his dress armor (shown) or a suit. However, if he is crafting any weapons or armor, he is more likely to be in a long-sleeved shirt and slacks.
-Attracted mostly to power and capability, though is also slightly partial to troublemakers curious enough to try to understand him (no matter how much he says he despises them)
-Master swordsman from his days as one of the Unseelie Queen's most committed knights.

Preferred Role Play methods: dA chats, notes, tumblr

Full Image: [link]

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RP will be primarily on his RP blog -> [link]
Still setting it up, but it should dbe up to par soonish!