Lord Mork
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Quote: "The problem with the average boardie is that they're completely lacking the most important factor of being a secret organization, style. Fortunately, I alone make up for the shortcomings of the board, and when you add in what FLEET can do with half an hour's preparation, well, I like to think that we do manage to get by." Almost always clad in a tuxedo and top hat, complete with his signature dragon-headed cane, Mork is of about medium height, medium build, and has short brown hair, and blue-gray eyes. On the ring finger of his left hand he wears a gold wedding band, with a tiny diamond and a tiny sapphire inserted into it. There is a place for a third stone, but it has been knocked out. When he may be heading into a combat situation, he carries twin katanas at his side, plus a long sword slung across his back, but he's no more than mildly proficient with them.Mork is very much a regular human, though a well-dressed one. The fact that he's well dressed is key to understanding Mork himself, who wraps himself in a world of comfort and fashion. On one level, he does this because he enjoys the cultured things in life. On another, this is Mork's escape from the world which he found himself unable to change, and full of injustices and foul things. And yet unlike most Boardies, he remains very much in touch with real life - but he simply chooses to disdain and ignore that which does not live up to his idea of "cultured" or "fine." He also loves the spotlight, and refuses to be anywhere else but at the center of everything. Fotunately, he has proven himself an excellent strategist and politician, so this tends to work out well. Flamboyant, Mork also detests "mess and garbage", looking down on those who are clearly not trying to present themselves well. However, above all, he hates being out of control, or losing control, which will often cause him to panic. He's also mildy vain and egotistical. Style is key to his lifestyle, and he rarely does anything that does not have the proper style. He likes big entrances, huge explosions, and generally disdains being sneaky, for himself at least. He's also very much an idealist, and will support ideas or concepts that he approves of almost zealously. This was how he latched onto the idea of Dave and Blue, and since introducing the idea, has continued to support it come Hell or High Water. Literally. For Mork once lead (and still does, in theory) the great and glorious D&B political group in their long, hard struggle during the Civil War. Far smaller than their enemies, D&B held their own with cunning, guile, and lightning raids - all qualities highly esteemed by FLEET. In combat, a situation he finds himself in all too much (partially to his enjoyment, since combat tends to be the center of the action, partially to his annoyance, since combat is so hard on his tux) he wields his signature cane, of which he seem to have an endless supply. In situations in which he's required to look particularly good, he'll also use some fairly powerful but limited magic, and has a few tricks up his sleeve, but is generally out of place on the battlefield. That doesn't stop him from being there, of course, and he especially likes to be at the head of large armies. He is better suited to the diplomacy, politics and strategy that comes with any conflict than to the actual fighting. For all this, Mork is a regular human, and a fragile one at that - he carries no defenses beyond a little limited magic and is far from being effective in combat. Despite this, he also insists on being in the center of things, and when this fails to happen he is likely to sulk. When he loses control completely, he panics, at which point he is likely to make bad decisions. He is best at dealing with people who appreciate style such as he does, but when confronted by goons or those who are crude, he usually gets himself in trouble. As one might expect, Mork does not hitch rides, or catch a taxi. He's much too stylish for that. Thus, he recently commissioned his own private yacht, the Celestial, upon which he spared no expense (Especially since he managed to get FLEET to pick up the tab for the ship.) Mork uses Celestial as his own, larger than life limo-and-mansion in one, and enjoys showing up on someone's doorstep, tuxedo on, cane in hand, with the ship hovering behind him. Within Mork's past lies the secret of his current behavior and personality. The ring on his left hand is the only clue he leaves, though, and he does not talk about it. FLEET intelligence certainly knows his secrets, but they may be the only ones, and his file is off limits to everyone except those of very high rank indeed. It is known that it was on one of his favored adventures that he first encountered the organization known as "The Board" and became introduced to the boardieverse. He immediately took a liking to these people, who lived within their own little worlds and many of whom had an impressive sense of style, and has stayed with them ever since. He eventually took up with FLEET, mostly because, in his words, they "appreciate the finer things in life." Now Mork considers himself a part of the Board, and enjoys it immensely. It mostly fulfills his desires, and is certainly more than enough adventure for him. He is content, for now, to collect fine things and enjoy the fine life. |
Height: 5'8 /172 cm