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[b]Name:[/b] Apollo Kaztien 
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Personality:[/b] Apollo is a genuinely kind and caring person, although he hates to show it in front of an audience. He prefers it when people see him has manipulative & conniving. He always has to be in control of the situation. For this reason, he has developed a quick wit and always has a trick up his sleeve. He despises skin contact and wears black gloves to help mitigate the symptoms of his haphephobia. He is always calm and collected, never letting others gleam too much. He believes there is power in knowledge and will do most anything in pursuit of that knowledge.

[b]Biography:[/b] Apollo's was born to a mother he never knew. Orphaned as a baby, Apollo spent his childhood in a rundown church. He spent his days playing with the children of the church. Somedays the nuns of the church would task the kinds with striking out and collecting donations for the church. During one of these excursions, Apollo befriended an elderly street magician known as Gilles the Beguiler. They formed an unlikely partnership when they were together.  Apollo would help call people into watching one of his shows, and Gilles would split a small portion of the profits to take back to the church. All the while Apollo slowly learned the tricks-of-the-trade from Gilles. He specialized in close up magic. A field that requires deft sleight of hand and misdirection. Creating an illusion of magic for spectators to ooh and aah over. 

As Apollo grew up, his partnership with Gilles grew too. Instead of just helping call the crowd together, Apollo now performed alongside Gilles as an assistant and fellow magician. They were the stars of the boardwalk. People stopped dead in their tracks to have the wool pulled over their eyes, and Apollo enjoyed every moment of it. When the days were done, Apollo would return to the church and share his experiences with the children. He would tell stories of magic and wonder to them and show them a trick or two before shooing them off to bed. He used whatever excess profit he made from his street shows to help support the church and the children. It was his way to support what he viewed as his family. To Apollo, everything was good.

That all came crashing down when he and Gilles were mugged one night returning from one of their shows. Apollo survived, but Gilles was beaten to death on the Boardwalk they both loved so much. Apollo was never quite the same after that. He grew a disdain for being touched. Contact with others seemingly causing abrupt flashbacks to the night he was mugged and the image of Gilles body. He decided to keep away from the boardwalk for a while and develop a solo act Gilles would be proud of. He spent most of his days in public libraries, studying anything and everything he thought would be useful to become a better deceiver. He read up on the newest technology, psychology, chemistry, and even history. He read everything he could on perception and the art of thieves. He studied the greatest magicians. After he constructed what he thought was the worlds greatest act, he built a stage. 

Overnight he returned to the boardwalk and built a grand stage for his new performance to play on. Filled with all the bells and whistles required for his act. He was ready. The sun rose and people began to fill the boardwalk. Many people began to gather around the sudden new structure that appeared overnight. Once the crowd was large enough, Apollo took the stage ready to give the people a dazzling display of illusion and magic, but before he could even announce who he was, the stage exploded. The children who helped build the night before had placed some components too close to each other and caused a reaction that inevitably resulted in the demise of Apollo, the greatest magician that never was.

[b]Regrets:[/b] He regrets not being able to continue to support the church with his performances. He regrets not being able to save Gilles that night on the boardwalk, and he regrets not being able to bring the greatest illusions to life on his grand stage.

[b]Inventory:[/b] His smartphone, two pairs of black gloves, several packs of playing cards, a set of lockpicks, a single coin, and a cane with a crow head on the top with several compartments hidden within.
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