Terrance Silverfield
Son of Lola Brass, the Herald of the Southern Court, Terrance abandoned his family name in pursuit of something greater. As a teenager, he found himself alone in the Liyish wilderness, where he was forced to live off his wits without protection. This harrowing experience transformed him, and when he returned to civilization, Terrance was a changed man.
Years of honing his craft have earned Terrance a reputation for razor-sharp shrewdness in negotiations. He is comfortable amidst tension and adept at turning charged situations to his advantage. Terrance has a distinct knack for steering conversations in his desired direction. His approach, often laced with sarcasm, might not always be well-received, but it is undeniably effective. Within the Silverfield guild, Terrance is the driving force behind ventures reaching new heights of profitability. He excels in the art of negotiation, cultivating advantageous positions with finesse that is as admired as it is feared.
Personality Trait. "If I'm not getting a rise out of you, I'm not trying."
Ideal. "Clever. Words are not stones and swords, no one has ever died from a bit of disrespect."
Bond. "I never let anything come between the guild and the money it can make."
Flaw. "My friends call me an unrelenting dick and impossible to be around, who knows what my enemies think."
Roleplaying Terrance Silverfield
Personality Trait. "If I'm not getting a rise out of you, I'm not trying."
Ideal. "Clever. Words are not stones and swords, no one has ever died from a bit of disrespect."
Bond. "I never let anything come between the guild and the money it can make."
Flaw. "My friends call me an unrelenting dick and impossible to be around, who knows what my enemies think."
Sex
Male
Male
Gender
Man
Man
Skin Tone
Milky
Milky
Eyes
Grey
Grey
Hair
Black bowl cut
Black bowl cut
Height
5'5"
5'5"
Weight
154 lbs
154 lbs