Note. You will be able to make a secondary charachter if you so wish once I feel we all have the ball going properly. 
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[b]Name:[/b] Valoren Ahallah 
[b]Race:[/b] Thiefling (Djinn Linage)

A tiefling, he is half demon. However, unlike most city Tieflings, he is not from a Succubi or a Incubus or similar infernal creatures. He is the offspring of a Desert Demon. A so called Djinn. This has not spared him the City Inquisition from making note of his existence. However, due to his almost sheepish innocence, they feel uncomfortable about even the thought of putting him near fire. 

Not that fire would help. Djinn blood makes him near impervious to heat. On the flip side, he has deadly fright of running water.

[b]Appearance: 
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One thing most people dont realize about dancers, they are pretty built. Valoren is no different. Having spent his life keeping himself in tip top form for his former Mistress and Sultana, he is quite fit. His slender but powerful form has the added benefit of being clawed. His fingertips all end in razor sharp nails that he files to a point.


[b]Age:[/b] 32

[b]Former Professional:[/b] Dancer at Sultana D’zannas Harem. 

[i]Hand To Hand combat:[/i] All the Sultansas Harem boys are trained in basic martial arts skills incase they need to sacrifice themselves to protect her. With added benefit of demonic blood and literal claws, Valoren isn’t as harmless as he first appear.

[i]Whips[/i]: The Sultana didn’t allow her boys to wield anything crude. Their weapons needed to be wielded with elegance and flourish to fit her aestethics. Whips, Iron Fans, Needles nad hidden daggers only. In Valorens case, he is a menace with his whip given enough space.

[i]Slight of Hand:[/i] Things go missing near the dancing boy. That is for certain.

[i]Dancing: [/i] Valoren knows at least thirty forms of dance, from across all six continents. 



Personality: 

Bubbly isn’t quite right. There is a sharpness to him that is undeniable if you spend time around him. He is just capable of appearing completely clueless and innocent if it aids him. He is a reveler, enjoying his newfound freedom his absolute limit. He is often invited to Brothels to to teach the girls and boys to dance, something the Guard has told him is against every regulation ever made about private interest and personal involvement. 


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History:[/b]

His life was a simple one. Born in a lone desert town. Mother was a lonely woman, his dad was apperently a demon. Raised to be a nice and good boy who treated everyone with respect. Then the Sultana visited their village and fell insantly in love with the boys exotic looks. She bought him off his mother for a sum greater then the village put together. Last he checked, his mother was on another continent. 

As a part of the Harem, he was thought many, many things. He was taught every new dance his Mistress found fascinating. He was taught to read and write, only so that he could read her poetry. He was lavished with attention on a good day, completly ignored in the favor of some new toyboy the next. He was growing quietly dissatisfied with his stay and started to become more prone to sour moods and it only escelated his Mistress negligence. One day, he found out the Harem was being pruned. He was told he was going to be free. 

There was catch.

The Sultana was holy according to her laws and religions, and any man who had been with her must not be with anyone else. This included him of course. And the way to ensure that was… painfull to say the least.

Not wanting to lose one of the few things he had to his name, he managed to escape the night before his “surgery”. He hitched a ride aboard a vessel bound for Kings Knell. There he found his way into a brothel, where immediately charmed the Madam. He spent two years at “The Ogress” as a dance instructor. Untill a rowdy patron pushed her after he told her he was in fact a boy. As the rowdy drunkard of a woman pushed however. he acted on instinct, he flipped the woman onto a table. Said woman was Captain BLackheart of the Guard. While not amused, she was also impressed and pressed him into service.
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