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[sup]"A Gentleman fights no wars, he simply knows which side to play for."[/sup]
[sup]Theme(s): [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9v1HW8Fgt_s]Romance by Rachmaninoff[/url][/sup]
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[indent][sub]B A S I C    I N F O R M A T I O N[/sub]
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[b]Full Name:[/b] Henry Wallace Rosenwald

[b]Nickname:[/b] Willy

[b]Date of Birth:[/b] 21st, June, 1895

[b]Place of Birth:[/b] Bristol, Bristol County, Great Britain

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Race, Ethnicity:[/b] Caucasian, British

[b]Eye Color:[/b] Hazel

[b]Height:[/b] 5’8, 1.72m

[b]Weight:[/b] 143lbs, 64kg
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[indent][sub]D E T A I L E D    I N F O R M A T I O N[/sub]
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[b]Titles:[/b] None, having a title would’ve meant he had done a rather poor job at hiding his identity. 

[b]Appearance:[/b] Henry is certainly not what one would consider intimidating, in fact he seems quite the opposite. He’s rather lanky, his body seemingly lacking any ounce of fat on his musculature lacking in real definition. One would likely not think him much of him if you saw him on the street as he doesn’t stand out all that much. Henry’s hair is a dark brown, almost always combed back and kept short, and his eyes a matching hazel, all of which is complimented by his slightly pale skin. He can usually be found wearing a casual suit with a cravat and vest. Though, this is not to say he does not possess any more expensive suits, it is simply of habit that he tries to blend in with the more mundane.
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[indent][sub]O C C U P A T I O N A L    A N D    F I G H T I N G    A B I L I T I E S[/sub]
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[b]Past Occupation:[/b] Served as a spry for the British Empire during the Great War

[b]Current Occupation:[/b] Intelligence Officer

[b]Equipment:[/b]
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[*]Webley Mk.VI- A weapon from his days of service and one he’ll likely only part with when it falls apart. It has saved his life, or so he says, more times than he can count. Generally strapped onto his hip and hidden beneath his overcoat.
[*][url=https://ewstoneknife.com/images/331918HD&S23.JPG]Mark 1 Trench Knife[/url]- Sometimes a gun is less than ideal for de-escalating a situation, for this very reason Henry has always carried a knife. Being able to stab someone or punch them is much more subtle a way to neutralize them than using them for target practice. Usually kept in a pocket in his over coat. 
[*]Pattern 1914 Mk I W- Sometimes infiltration is less about learning information and more about taking out a target. Henry’s Enfield is the most precious and dear to him weapon he owns, though rarely ever uses. He never takes it out into public and only uses it when in need.
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[b]Notable Talents/Abilities:[/b] 
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[*]Polyglot- A Spy is of no use if they speak only one language and certainly of no use if not fluent in the languages he does. As such, Henry knows many languages around Europe and a few of the more common ones outside of the continent. Perhaps his best languages are in Russian, Spanish, Italian, and German. 
[*]Service Training- Henry has gone through his training, as all others when he joined up for the Great War but that doesn’t necessarily mean he is the strongest shooter in the world.  He can hit a target if it is not moving but most of his experience in combat is only in close quarters. 
[*]Man of Many Faces- A Gentleman is not one man but many, especially when one must rely on the skill to be someone else to acquire information. Henry’s experiences in wartime Germany and France during the Great War led him to learn how to be nobody and everybody. How to blend into a crowd and how to stand assume an identity when needed. It is of no surprise that he finds this learned skill to be one of great use in his current occupation. 
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[b]Reasons why they are a crew member aboard this vessel:[/b] Do not write this part yet. 
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[indent][sub]P E R S O N A L[/sub]
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[b]Hobbies/Pastimes:[/b]
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[*]Painting- Henry has always found art interesting and has long studied art when he had the chance to. It is very relaxing to take the time to paint the scenery around oneself. 
[*]Drinking- A glass of ale is good for the soul and the mind or so many of his countrymen believe. Personally, Henry prefers wine over ale and drinks only socially.
[*]Reading- Henry has always been an avid reader and a man of learning. He has even gone so far as to collect books for his personal reading on his travels.
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[b]Talents/Skills:[/b] 
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[*]Dancing- It is an important skill to know, not just as a spy but also to romance women. After all, women do not like mean who step on their toes.
[*]Literate- Speaks for itself really.
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[indent][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y[/sub]
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Henry has been many things; a caring husband, a vivacious officer, a flippant noble. All have been lies, masks he has taken up in his job which he wore with pride. In truth he is not vivacious nor flippant, he does not dote on other nor will he ever speak out of turn unless necessary. In fact, Henry comes off as very cold and distant to most everybody, preferring the solitude of painting over camaraderie. The man performs his job dutifully and skillfully, boasting when he succeeds at making another believe in his lies.

However, there is much that isn’t known about Henry’s life outside of his job by, well, anyone other than those very close to him. It is entirely possible that the cold man one meets is simply another front put on for his line of work, one to hide the truth of his life beyond such. What is known is that he does have a penchant for trying to romance near any woman he sees, with varying success of course. 
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[indent][sub]B I O G R A P H Y[/sub]
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Henry was not born a noble nor a son of a merchant, his family did not come into wealth and he did not live off fine wine, cheese, and meats. His Father was a drunkard who’d leave in the morning and not come back till midnight, his Mother a washer woman who made but a few pence a month. Most of their money went to his Father’s habit or paid for their home and the most luxurious food they had growing up was a fresh loaf of bread rather than day old bread from the trash. Life was not glorious for Henry or his brothers, perhaps why they all took different paths in life. Henry’s path was one which led him to enlisting when he was eighteen.

War had been brewing in Europe for many years when Henry enlisted, however he had chosen to believe that it wouldn’t come to head for many years. However, war broke out not long after and was to be shipped overseas had it not been for his recommendation to join SIS. His recommendation came from his sergeant at the time, having noted that the young Henry was rather proficient at learning new languages and had a knack for trying impersonate the officers in the fort. That is to say, he played jokes on them and was overall a troublemaker, not quite as physically fit as they wanted, and certainly more of a reader than a fighter. 

However, Henry did not fare much better with his training in SIS than he had in the Royal Army, failing most of his physical tests for most of 1914 and only succeeding in achieving fluency in German, Russian, Italian, and French in January of 1915. Most of his progress was, at best, halted if not completely stopped due to having never learned how to read as a child, something which they had to correct if he were to perform espionage properly.

It wasn’t until the December of 1915-January 1916 that Henry was deployed into German occupied France with one goal in mind: keep track of the German’s movements and relay them to SIS. Not much is known what Henry did in France, though he claims to have killed at least 5 men with his trench knife during his time in Paris. In reality, much of his work in France was spent schmoozing with Germans and trying to figure out the movements of their army, to little success. What he did manage to find out was just movements of scouts and patrols. However, in December of 1916 he was extracted and sent to Italy.

It was in Italy that Henry claims to have had the most success in his job. Much of his time spent in Italy was to keep track of the Italian’s plans for the war, having stayed neutral thus far yet being seen as a threat should they join the Central Powers. His officers in SIS feared that they’d have to face an Italian invasion at some point and their fears were confirmed when Henry managed to intercept an order of invasion of French Tunisia in early February. However, due to being so entrenched behind enemy lines, Henry couldn't alert his commanders in time. 

However, it was at this time that Henry managed to schmooze his way into a ball for nobles and Italian officers where he made some rather… useful connections. It is safe to say that some of those connections may have been of the female kind and, most importantly, learned that bedding another’s man woman was a good way to learn about his life. It was through such tactics that Henry managed to corner a low ranking Italian officer and take him out, perhaps one of the few kills Henry ever made while behind enemy lines. The rest of his time in Italy last only until late 1917, only managing to pick off a few low ranking officers, either by drinking with them at night and then ‘taking them home’ or learning their schedules through their wives.

In October of 1917, Henry was sent to Russia in order to ‘observe’ the October Revolution. Sadly, he arrived in the middle of the Revolution and simply spent most of his time reporting the socialist victories as Lenin and Kalinin rose to power. It was soon after the end of the Revolution that Henry was shipped back home and discharged. For his service in SIS and the Royal Army, Henry managed to make a decent sum of money, though nobody quite knows what he has done with most of it. It is quite possible that his family now possess a sum of money from their estranged son.
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