Vito

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Name: Vito
Gender: Male
Age: 20

Description: Vito is a tall and lanky young man with very pale skin, brown hair and blue eyes. He has a moustache and goatee and usually keeps his hair short with a longer curl dengling on his forehead. His general complexion and serious gaze make him look older than he is. Vito likes dressing up in style with a lot of flair. He has ample mantles, coats and accessories.
Personality: Vito likes to look good. Some of his friends might call him vain but he finds that a bit too much. He finds that the way he dresses and behaves reflects back on himself and influences the way people treat him. Vito prefers being treated well so he chooses to look the part of a wealthy man. He also knows better than to head off into narrow alleys and into the seedier parts of town. His eye for detail in clothes translates to his work ethic. Vito would also be described as boring by most of his friends. His idea of a good time is finding that error in the books.
Family & Community: Vito is the middle son in a family of 4. He has one older brother, a younger brother and younger sister. He has been working in a lively merchant town in the vicinity of Caer Yslen on Belrin Isle. He relocated there only a few years ago, setting out on his own to make it big. He's currently working the books for several merchants and though less than glamorous, it does pay the bills. He's looking to invest in something remarkable but has not found that yet.
Pets: Silver Caerlizard Argenz (m) and Green Caerlizard Emrald (f) from Velare (defunct).

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STORY
Walking into the tavern, Melissa felt the eyes of the patrons turn toward her. This was not unusual. She did a quick glance of the people present herself, nodded to a few and then went to the bar. With her height and curves, she was usually noticed. As long as she wasn't noticed by the wrong people, Melissa wasn't worried. Taking a stool, she ordered a mildly alcoholic beverage. The man next to her, a very pale man with a rather stylish set of clothes and a pompous hairdo, looked up from his paperwork.
Vito checked out the tall, dark beauty who'd commanded attention from as soon as she'd entered the tavern. Most customers had returned to whatever it was they had been doing so she must be well-known in these parts. The young woman seemed like she could take care of herself and it wasn't as if they were in a dangerous par tof town. Otherwise he wouldn't have brought his work with him anyway.
As it happened, Melissa noticed Vito's forms and as the one in charge of her family's finances, she quickly realised she'd met someone in the same trade. She smirked and said:
"Doing accounting is probably more pleasant in a tavern."
"The alternative is a little desk in a dusty building." Vito agreed.
"Or a side-table in a busy shop." Melissa added.
The two got to talking and soon struck up a friendship. Vito whistled when he found out who Melissa's family were, Melissa returned the favour when she heard of his plans. Investing in a venture seemed like a good way to bring in money but it wouldn't be easy. They discussed marketing, ventures that had succeeded before and trends that might prove profitable.
And then the bell was rung and the duo looke dup surprised to see that night had fallen.
"We should do this again sometime." Melissa proposed.
"I shall walk you home." Vito offered, it was after all the right way to treat a lady on her own.
But Melissa snorted in response.
"I can take care of myself."
"I know, but it was how my mama raised me."
"Well, to honour your mother I shall accept. Even if it's a plot to find out where I live."
"You told me your name, I know where you live." Vito argued and to prove it, pulled her in the right direction.
"I could be living elsewhere."
Now it was Vito's turn to chuckle.
"You were far to interested in the investment plans to be living on your own."
"You make a good point."
But as they made their way to Melissa's home, they were sidetracked by commotion on the streets. People of all ages were flocking close to a wagon at the side of the road. An elderly woman was passing around eggs from a basket and declared:
"Hand that one over to the next in line now dear, the eggs will hatch when they touch someone they like. You can always try for another one."
"Firelizards?" Melissa asked.
"It's been ages since I saw eggs. I never got one to hatch for me." Vito agreed.
"Let's try!" Melissa urged and they joined the line of people hoping to claim a pet.
At times cheers sounded for someone who was lucky enough to have a firelizard hatch. There were plenty of eggs to go around and some had been changing hands for over hundred times before they cracked while others did so after only 5 people. Melissa got hold of one and nearly dropped it as she felt it move.
"I think it's hatching!" she whispered and then waited.
Indeed a little blue head popped out, looking for food and shelter. Next to her, Vito held little hope to be as lucky, but when two eggs simultaneously made their way to him, he too felt movement. A silver and green firelizard soon lay drying on his forearms, grabbing his sleves with tiny claws. To make matters worse, the old lady dropped another egg their way. Juggling, Melissa helped Vito out by taking it from his hands and promptly found herself with a purple female to curl up next to the blue one she already had.
"You show much promise." the elderly lady told them, "You should give the Caer a shot."
And then she handed them each a card that turned out to be a voucher for a guided tour of the Caer and it's dragons.
"Should we go?" Vito asked, his eyes wide.
"It would be crazy not to." Melissa said, "Just the opportunity to visit the Caer and get a tour is major."
"Want to go tomorrow?" Vito asked, "I can meet you in fornt of your home."
"Yeah, I think I'd like some company for this."

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