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[i]"If history is written by the victor, then the whole world will know my story."[/i]

[b]Name:[/b] Darien Reid

[b]Age:[/b] 23

[b]Gender:[/b][s]Apache Attack Helicopter[/s] Male

[b]Personality:[/b] Charming and professional would be the first few words that would come to mind when most people interact with Darien the first time. And they would be right to feel that way, as it was intentional that they were made to think that. On the inside however, Darien is far more cold and cruel than he would appear. The kind of man that would help you up out of the dirt, but only if there was something in it for him. Just as likely to step over you as help you up.

Darien is a man that thinks about profit over everything. If something isn’t likely to bring benefit to him, then he is just as likely to ignore it. The most extreme aspect of his personality however is his ruthlessness to get things done once he has decided to complete them. If it is worth the risk and the profit is just right, Darien will perfectly willingly see the world burn.

That said, it is often much easier to accomplish his goals if the people around him are willing to assist, so he prefers to take the soft approach and use that “charming and professional” persona that he usually puts on.

[b]History:[/b] Darien was born the child of two talented financial moguls. Tyrants who had their hands in all of the cookie jars throughout The United Kingdom. Many companies in that part of the world were either owned by his parents, or were run by someone under their thumb. 

From a young age, Darien was groomed to be the successor of their massive empire. As such, he was given the finest education and grooming throughout all of his childhood. He was punished harshly for not being exceptional at anything that he tried. Even if he wasn’t a natural at something, he would become and expert in time, regardless of whether he wanted to or not. 

Luckily for his parents, their tendencies happened to rub off of their child in a major way. He consumed whatever they put in front of him. Knowledge, training, skills. Anything that would make him better. He studied until his head throbbed. He trained in self defense for the off chance that something happened to his bodyguards. He learned any personal skill that would help him make a lasting impression with someone. Psychology, the violin, persuasion, coercion, gambling, singing, dancing, anything that his parents deemed might be useful to him in his adult life. 

His first chance to prove himself was presented when he was 17 years old. His parents made him the lead in a merger deal with a minor company. He was nervous, expecting to see a giant of a man sitting across from him, just waiting to tear down his little confidence. What happened however was an elderly woman and he equally old husband were his “opponents”. They crumbled under his lightest of veiled threats and their small family business was consumed under his family’s umbrella. It was. . . . . a rush. It was easy, but it gave Darien a high like he had never felt before. That moment cemented inside him, his life goal. He would own it all. Everything would belong to him. 

For a few years after that, he attended life in high society as a youth would. He had debuted. He built connections and cemented his position in the minds of all of his peers. He made sure that they all realized that he was outstanding.

When he was 22, he made his move and ousted his parents from their positions of leadership in their conglomerate. It was all his now. They hadn’t moved fast enough or far enough. 

His parents were not angry or disappointed. Instead, they were proud. The monster they had groomed was grown and ready to be unleashed into the world. As such, they stepped down willingly and took a bystander role in their own organization.

And that is what brings us to Riversfield. Darien arrived merely a week or so prior to our current time to personally negotiate a large acquisition of a number of different industries in the area. He was here to continue spreading his name across the world.

[b]Skills:[/b] 

[i]Self Defense Skills:[/i] While he does not know any “martial arts” persay, Darien was trained from a young age to be able to defend himself from anything that might bring him harm. Of course the best experts that his family could find were his teachers, and drilled training into him until he was fit, strong, flexible and coordinated enough to “take all comers”. Not enough to defeat a professional fighter, but more than enough to handle any “layman”.

[b]Other:[/b] Darien has already established a foothold in town. He owns a couple of small chains and corporations already. He came with his bodyguards and advisers.
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