[b]Name:[/b] Alexander Corvus 
[b]Age:[/b] 21
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Sin:[/b] Pride
[b]Personality:[/b] Counted among the Nobility of Great Britain, Alexander can often come across as condescending but always prides himself for his formal social niceties. Although like anyone he can fall prey to emotions, he maintains them behind a mask of cool expression, as all things in his life must be controlled. On occasion, some OCD tenencies can be seen if you watch him long enough. Whether that be straightening a crinkle out of his suit or adjusting a book on a shelf, he's never been able to get rid of it. 

[b]Fears:[/b] Worthlessness, mediocrity. 
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Biography:[/b] Raised as a young Viscount of Great Britain, Alexander grew a genius far excelling his tutors and teachers. Whether this was due to a lack of family involvement in his life as even from a child he knew more of his nanny than he did his father (His mother having passed away during childbirth). Or maybe it was due to his confinement from the outside world apart from structured events that lead to his academic mind. In either case, his intelligence bloomed. From law to commerce, Psychology to Physics. Alexander read textbooks like novels. Eventually not even his father's libraries could contain him. He needed the outside world, he needed to expand beyond these blasted walls and converse with more than gentile, obedient servers and snivelling businessmen. So he packed his bags, grabbed his passport and left for america. None of the staff could physically stop him and his father was, as always, away for business. And so with a near endless credit card and academic record of achievement a little ridiculous, he picked a college and went to see what this land of opportunity would offer, be damned what his father thought when he found out.