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- Intent: To codify a useful idiot.
- Image Credit: Salome Totladze
- Role: Silas Fogg is an alchemist who offers his services for cheap. Very cheap.
- Permissions:
- Gildenweave [Open Market]
- Links:
- Age: Thirties
- Force Sensitivity: Master
- Species: Human
- Appearance: Obnoxiously attractive and unwilling to let anyone forget it, Silas is a raven-haired man with pale skin and (groan) piercing blue eyes. While not actually of noble blood, he at least has the bone structure to pass for a brooding aristocrat. He looks damned fine in red or black, the two colors most commonly associated with the Sith; his clothing is typically high quality and luxurious (à la gildenweave), but always obtained secondhand, as evident by the fraying edges and stray threads he picks at when nervous.
- Name: Silas Fogg; "the pauper alchemist"
- Loyalties: Whoever is paying.
- Wealth: Perpetually in need of more money.
- Notable Possessions:
- A red single-bladed lightsaber
- Access to/personal quarters in Test Site Verdant Pasture
- Various alchemical tools of the trade
- Skills:
- Personality: Weak-willed, vice-driven, and oftentimes downright pathetic, Silas Fogg does his very best to project a false image of power, wealth, intelligence, and dignity. After all, that's what alchemists are supposed to be like, right? His superior attitude is a fragile mask hiding a slimy, sticky, sleazy cad with what better men would call "curious gaps in his personality". He's a lousy conversationalist, mostly because he's an incredibly boring person, and a coward full of hot air to boot, lacking the backbone even to fight for better pay from his clients - hence his impoverished lifestyle. Well, he also can't manage his money to save his life, wasting it on frivolities as soon as it arrives. All that said, at least he does good work.
- Weapon of Choice: Running and hiding
- Combat Function: Though he can defend himself if absolutely necessary, he is a coward. Don't expect much.
- Paracelsus: Silas is an alchemist of prodigal talent. He can be relied upon to turn in exceptional and quality work, though it often takes longer for him to make things than it would other alchemists of his caliber. Don't you dare try to rush him.
- Fatally Flawed: Silas' personal hangups prevent him from ascending beyond his means. He is only human, after all.
- Brilliant But Lazy: As previously mentioned, Silas has the tendency to take his time when working on projects. He claims this is because the longer he spends on them, the better the outcome. This is a lie. He's just lazy.
"A young man with black hair sat at one of the workbenches. Sith robes in fashionable black trailed down to the floor below him. A closer glance revealed that the elegant woven fabrics were old and fraying hand-me-downs. This was Silas Fogg, or as he was known among Sith scientific circles, the Pauper Alchemist." - Inanna Hoole, "Cocoon"
Silas Fogg was born into a middle class family on Dromund Kaas. Couched in Sith ideology and surrounded by propaganda, by some miracle he emerged with most of his brain cells intact (though he certainly did walk away with a mentality sorely lacking in any concept of temperance, at least). As soon as he was found to be Force sensitive, he was shipped off to the Academy on Korriban, where he received training. Everything was going swimmingly up until his master defected to the Jedi. Oops.
Silas did what anyone with close ties to a traitor would do: he retreated from public life, gave up any chance of a career, and opened his own small business. He's an alchemist for hire, and highly talented to boot, though he's not the most reliable service around.
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