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BioCharacter Name: Tulio Espinosa
Series: The Road to El Dorado
Age: 23
Physical Description:
Standing only a couple inches over six feet and probably weighing less than he should for his age/gender/height, Tulio is thin and has almost no visible muscle definition to speak of. That said, a good deal of his features are long—his face, neck, arms, fingers. While the overall picture makes him look closer to scrawny than anything else, especially given his height, it does allow him increased speed and a fair amount of flexibility. His hair is black and extremely wavy, kept in a ponytail with a purple string that falls down to just above his armpits with a small tuft always brushing over his forehead, and his eyes are a rather nice shade of dark blue. Tulio has a perpetual five o’clock shadow that he cannot, for the life of him, grow out any further, save for a long soul patch running down his chin.
Tulio will wear whatever’s available and doesn’t cost a whole lot, but his usual garb of choice comes down to a blue shirt, short brown vest, green pants and black shoes with buckles on them that look too big, though he claims they’re comfortable and dry out easily (squishy shoes after escaping through water—because there is always, inevitably, going to be water along your escapes route—are Not Fun). A belt is completely and totally necessary, since his waist and hips are so tiny they will not properly hold up pants by themselves and it should be noted that all of Tulio’s clothing has more pockets than you can see.
It should be noted that Tulio can carry a dress a bit better than Miguel (smaller shoulders, you see), though we request that you do not ask for details about this. Because it never happened. 8|
Personality:
If one were to look up ‘money-grubbing opportunist’ in a dictionary there would be a picture of Tulio right next to it. He’s always looking for a way to make money that involves the minimal amount of work, and it doesn’t even have to be honest work at that—quite the contrary, Tulio feels no man is above cheating, stealing, borrowing without permission, swindling, lying, etc, ad infinitum. However, when it comes down to it, Tulio is a pretty nice guy—he doesn’t like seeing people get hurt and, despite what most people think, he does indeed have a moral compass that is in working condition. He’s more cautious about jumping into things—he likes to have something of a plan before doing anything, and given that he’s actually pretty clever and very creative, he’s usually the one left to making up said plans. His sense of self-preservation is definitely stronger than Miguel’s and he’d opt for flight rather than fight any day of the week, but if anything is shiny and yellow enough then it’ll probably convince him to take a few more risks.
Warning: Sarcasm levels with Tulio go through the roof at times and he very fond of Strong Language, especially when irritated, which isn’t a rare occurrence.
Abilities/Strengths/Weaponry:
Tulio is fairly proficient in the use of a sword, but he is far from a master at it—what he uses it for his mostly show anyways, rather than self-defense. Blessed with intelligence, creativity and common sense, he’s able to think fast on his feet as well as use them—he’s a pretty darn good dancer. In addition to this, Tulio is a natural actor—it’s no trouble for him to act so much like he knows what he’s doing that people believe him (at least for a little while), which has served him well when sneaking in and out of jams. Being obsessed with money has also made Tulio good with numbers, figures, estimations and haggling, as well as an assortment of not-so-honest activities like cheating, fixing a game, etc. Also, due to his parents’ trades, he’s a pretty good cook (save desserts—don’t EVER ask him to make you one) and a passable tailor—it keeps them from having frayed clothes and eating out every night, at least.
Weaknesses:
Tulio’s main weakness generally come down to two things—money and Miguel. Money is almost certainly his main motivation for anything that he does, but Miguel, his best friend and partner in crime, has the special privilege of ranking above money. It should also go without saying, but Tulio is a lean boy and not very strong at all—he’s not going to be winning many fights if it comes down to muscle.
History:
Tulio was born to Miranda Savoy and Ramun Espinosa, cook and tailor by trade, in the city of Dardenelles. He was the only child of two very loving parents and while they were always hovering between low class and downright poor, it was a happy family—they were healthy, they had a roof over their heads and they were still, technically, free. The reality of not having money imprinted itself in his mind at a very young age—his clothes, thanks to his father, were always mended, but they were never new and while his mother could make something with the simplest ingredients taste delicious, it was a rare day when he went to sleep full. He was fortunate enough that, while his parents were far from scholars, they were at least both literate and taught him to read and write, and he never complained about their lifestyle.
During his earliest years he spent time in little shop where his father was employed, playing in the corner with little scraps of fabric or copying words and letters with his little board and a piece of chalk. When the shopkeeper was in a poor mood or if there were high-class customers in the shop he would be sent outside to play with other children of similar economic status. Tulio caught on reading quite quickly, partially out of a natural talent for picking up things and partially out of dedication to be of use to his father, and as soon as he was able he began to make his father’s deliveries for him around the city. Deliveries to some of the wealthier areas of town only made the gap in living quality between his own family and that of the nobles more apparent, and he began to resent those who enjoyed such luxury.
Around the time when Tulio turned ten years old his mother received a position as cook in the Solana household, one of the well-to-do families in Dardenelles. One day she brought him with her to work, saying that it was baking day and that sweets had a tendency to disappear around the kitchen, so she needed him to keep an eye out for her.
Armed with a wooden spoon, Tulio waited.
It wasn’t long before a hand appeared from the other side of the counter and started to reach for a cooling cookie, and little Tulio promptly whacked it as hard as he could with his spoon, then coming face to face with a shocked Miguel Solana, the only child of the Solana family. A moment later he found himself being dragged out of the kitchen by an enthusiastic Miguel to play with, and his mother, only too happy that her baking would be safe, let the boys go. Noticing that food disappeared less when her son was around to distract little Miguel, Miranda started to bring her son to work more and more often, and soon Tulio found himself being dragged around by the ridiculously happy blonde child nearly every day. He put up with Miguel for his mother’s sake, but in truth, Miguel annoyed him to no end—he talked too much, he had far too much energy and was always thinking up some ridiculous game or another to play. In addition, the boy continued again and again to skip out on his lessons with his tutor to go and play with Tulio, which resulted in some very strict words to the both of them when they were inevitably caught.
As three years went by, Tulio relished days where he didn’t have to tolerate Miguel and started doing odd-jobs around the city and occasionally, without his parents’ knowledge, starting to poke his nose into gambling rings. They never let him play, of course, but he had good eyes and started to pick up on the tricks of the trade, and eventually he started to get paid for helping move things or being a lookout. One evening when he was thirteen and his mother had to work late at the Solana house for a party, Tulio managed to get away from Miguel long enough to slip outside of the house. Halfway to the evening’s gambling ring location, he realized that he was being followed by a very non-stealthy blonde ninja-wannabe. Unwilling to pass up an opportunity to snag some extra coins, he allowed Miguel to tag along with him, offering up biting and sarcastic remarks whenever the other voiced a surprised comment about the conditions of the poorer communities—Miguel’s naiveté over the conditions under which other people lived and the privileges that he possessed had been a constant, grating annoyance to Tulio ever since the day they met. That evening’s entertainment was going to be armored badger-cock fighting and Tulio’s job was supposed to be taking the penned chickens to and from the ring, and then cleaning up what was left of the losers. Miguel, appalled from the moment he saw the first badger-cock violently killed, quickly and (in his mind) heroically, freed the rest of the birds from their cages.
Cue chaos. The anger of all the gamblers and spectators was enough to cause a commotion, but add in the fact that there were dozens of armored, fighting birds loose and you had a small room, jam-packed full of people. Remarkably, the two small boys managed to escape with the minimal amount of injuries but were picked up by the local authorities as they were fleeing the scene of what was very quickly and loudly becoming a crime-scene. As they were both very young they were taken back to them Solana household, both their parents informed of where they had been and let off with a warning about how they were raising their children. Miguel’s parents, furious and blaming Tulio entirely for the incident, immediately fired Miranda from her position, swearing that they’d see to it no one on Dardanelles ever hired her again and that her son was thrown in prison. It was Miguel who came to their rescue, threatening his parents that if they followed through with anything they’d said he would run away—as their only son and being somewhat weak when it came to dealing with him, they took Miranda back and even hired on Ramun, on the condition that nothing like this were to ever happen again.
It was then that Tulio realized that Miguel actually wasn’t too bad, and from that day the boys were almost inseparable. At first this wasn’t such a positive thing, since Miguel’s parents realized that punishing Tulio was a far more effective way to get Miguel to attend his lessons and behave, but Miguel found ways to make this up to him. Miguel began to teach Tulio all the things that his private tutor covered in their lessons and as soon as his father began to teach him swordsmanship Tulio was instantly his practice partner. Tulio, in turn, would teach Miguel slight of hand, pick pocketing, lock picking and other skills he himself picked up. Together they would often sneak out of the house and get into all manners of trouble, and although both sets of parents tried to put a cap on it, they always managed to find a way around it.
Disaster struck when both of the boys reached seventeen years of age. Tensions were brewing between the classes and one afternoon, under the guise of a bandit attack, the Solana house was set on fire by a group of Royalists trying to incite anger down on the lower classes. Fortunately for the boys, that day was one of the many where they’d snuck out of the house and into town in search of some excitement, but their parents were not so fortunate. The doors had been blocked from the outside by the arsonists and it didn’t take long for the entire house to collapse in an enormous blaze. When the boys received word they both fell into a kind of shock for several days, having a difficult time coping with the fact that they would never see their families again. But it wasn’t long before Tulio snapped out of it, instead thinking about what they were going to do—no one was going to look after him, that was for sure, and as far as Miguel’s extended family knew, he’d perished in the fire with his parents. As they walked aimlessly through the town Tulio caught sight of a ship that was beginning to load on provisions for a voyage and inspiration struck—if neither of them could think of what they were going to do and everything reminded them of what they lost, maybe a change of scenery would help. Some quick-talking and puppy eyes later, the boys managed to snag themselves positions on the ship and set sail from their home.
During the year before the war the boys hopped from ship to ship, island to island, taking up odd jobs and committing the occasional, harmless scam. They never stayed in once place for too long and usually tried to enjoy life while never settling—they never knew where they were going, where they’d stay, who they’d meet or what they’d do, but that suited them just fine. It made it easier to stop thinking about the things that they lost when they had to concentrate on getting things for the day.
When the war broke the two continued to hop around all of the islands, taking advantage of the war however they could, whether this meant entertaining troops (and snatching coins from their tents while they were at it) to gambling with the soldiers to picking over their bodies after they were left out on a field. They’d do odd-jobs and run things if it was easier or they were nervous about doing anything suspicious, and other times they’d blatantly stow away and hitch a ride. They had numerous run-ins with authorities, of course, but they managed to get away more often than not. Neither of them were eager to get too close to the danger, only in looking out for themselves and making sure they ate from day to day.
After the war ended they’ve kept to their shenanigans and drifted about as they always have—it’s not a stable life, it’s not a stress-free one and it certainly isn’t always comfortable, but if Tulio has Miguel and a few coins to gamble into enough for what they need, he feels life’s all right. </front>
Series: The Road to El Dorado
Age: 23
Physical Description:
Standing only a couple inches over six feet and probably weighing less than he should for his age/gender/height, Tulio is thin and has almost no visible muscle definition to speak of. That said, a good deal of his features are long—his face, neck, arms, fingers. While the overall picture makes him look closer to scrawny than anything else, especially given his height, it does allow him increased speed and a fair amount of flexibility. His hair is black and extremely wavy, kept in a ponytail with a purple string that falls down to just above his armpits with a small tuft always brushing over his forehead, and his eyes are a rather nice shade of dark blue. Tulio has a perpetual five o’clock shadow that he cannot, for the life of him, grow out any further, save for a long soul patch running down his chin.
Tulio will wear whatever’s available and doesn’t cost a whole lot, but his usual garb of choice comes down to a blue shirt, short brown vest, green pants and black shoes with buckles on them that look too big, though he claims they’re comfortable and dry out easily (squishy shoes after escaping through water—because there is always, inevitably, going to be water along your escapes route—are Not Fun). A belt is completely and totally necessary, since his waist and hips are so tiny they will not properly hold up pants by themselves and it should be noted that all of Tulio’s clothing has more pockets than you can see.
It should be noted that Tulio can carry a dress a bit better than Miguel (smaller shoulders, you see), though we request that you do not ask for details about this. Because it never happened. 8|
Personality:
If one were to look up ‘money-grubbing opportunist’ in a dictionary there would be a picture of Tulio right next to it. He’s always looking for a way to make money that involves the minimal amount of work, and it doesn’t even have to be honest work at that—quite the contrary, Tulio feels no man is above cheating, stealing, borrowing without permission, swindling, lying, etc, ad infinitum. However, when it comes down to it, Tulio is a pretty nice guy—he doesn’t like seeing people get hurt and, despite what most people think, he does indeed have a moral compass that is in working condition. He’s more cautious about jumping into things—he likes to have something of a plan before doing anything, and given that he’s actually pretty clever and very creative, he’s usually the one left to making up said plans. His sense of self-preservation is definitely stronger than Miguel’s and he’d opt for flight rather than fight any day of the week, but if anything is shiny and yellow enough then it’ll probably convince him to take a few more risks.
Warning: Sarcasm levels with Tulio go through the roof at times and he very fond of Strong Language, especially when irritated, which isn’t a rare occurrence.
Abilities/Strengths/Weaponry:
Tulio is fairly proficient in the use of a sword, but he is far from a master at it—what he uses it for his mostly show anyways, rather than self-defense. Blessed with intelligence, creativity and common sense, he’s able to think fast on his feet as well as use them—he’s a pretty darn good dancer. In addition to this, Tulio is a natural actor—it’s no trouble for him to act so much like he knows what he’s doing that people believe him (at least for a little while), which has served him well when sneaking in and out of jams. Being obsessed with money has also made Tulio good with numbers, figures, estimations and haggling, as well as an assortment of not-so-honest activities like cheating, fixing a game, etc. Also, due to his parents’ trades, he’s a pretty good cook (save desserts—don’t EVER ask him to make you one) and a passable tailor—it keeps them from having frayed clothes and eating out every night, at least.
Weaknesses:
Tulio’s main weakness generally come down to two things—money and Miguel. Money is almost certainly his main motivation for anything that he does, but Miguel, his best friend and partner in crime, has the special privilege of ranking above money. It should also go without saying, but Tulio is a lean boy and not very strong at all—he’s not going to be winning many fights if it comes down to muscle.
History:
Tulio was born to Miranda Savoy and Ramun Espinosa, cook and tailor by trade, in the city of Dardenelles. He was the only child of two very loving parents and while they were always hovering between low class and downright poor, it was a happy family—they were healthy, they had a roof over their heads and they were still, technically, free. The reality of not having money imprinted itself in his mind at a very young age—his clothes, thanks to his father, were always mended, but they were never new and while his mother could make something with the simplest ingredients taste delicious, it was a rare day when he went to sleep full. He was fortunate enough that, while his parents were far from scholars, they were at least both literate and taught him to read and write, and he never complained about their lifestyle.
During his earliest years he spent time in little shop where his father was employed, playing in the corner with little scraps of fabric or copying words and letters with his little board and a piece of chalk. When the shopkeeper was in a poor mood or if there were high-class customers in the shop he would be sent outside to play with other children of similar economic status. Tulio caught on reading quite quickly, partially out of a natural talent for picking up things and partially out of dedication to be of use to his father, and as soon as he was able he began to make his father’s deliveries for him around the city. Deliveries to some of the wealthier areas of town only made the gap in living quality between his own family and that of the nobles more apparent, and he began to resent those who enjoyed such luxury.
Around the time when Tulio turned ten years old his mother received a position as cook in the Solana household, one of the well-to-do families in Dardenelles. One day she brought him with her to work, saying that it was baking day and that sweets had a tendency to disappear around the kitchen, so she needed him to keep an eye out for her.
Armed with a wooden spoon, Tulio waited.
It wasn’t long before a hand appeared from the other side of the counter and started to reach for a cooling cookie, and little Tulio promptly whacked it as hard as he could with his spoon, then coming face to face with a shocked Miguel Solana, the only child of the Solana family. A moment later he found himself being dragged out of the kitchen by an enthusiastic Miguel to play with, and his mother, only too happy that her baking would be safe, let the boys go. Noticing that food disappeared less when her son was around to distract little Miguel, Miranda started to bring her son to work more and more often, and soon Tulio found himself being dragged around by the ridiculously happy blonde child nearly every day. He put up with Miguel for his mother’s sake, but in truth, Miguel annoyed him to no end—he talked too much, he had far too much energy and was always thinking up some ridiculous game or another to play. In addition, the boy continued again and again to skip out on his lessons with his tutor to go and play with Tulio, which resulted in some very strict words to the both of them when they were inevitably caught.
As three years went by, Tulio relished days where he didn’t have to tolerate Miguel and started doing odd-jobs around the city and occasionally, without his parents’ knowledge, starting to poke his nose into gambling rings. They never let him play, of course, but he had good eyes and started to pick up on the tricks of the trade, and eventually he started to get paid for helping move things or being a lookout. One evening when he was thirteen and his mother had to work late at the Solana house for a party, Tulio managed to get away from Miguel long enough to slip outside of the house. Halfway to the evening’s gambling ring location, he realized that he was being followed by a very non-stealthy blonde ninja-wannabe. Unwilling to pass up an opportunity to snag some extra coins, he allowed Miguel to tag along with him, offering up biting and sarcastic remarks whenever the other voiced a surprised comment about the conditions of the poorer communities—Miguel’s naiveté over the conditions under which other people lived and the privileges that he possessed had been a constant, grating annoyance to Tulio ever since the day they met. That evening’s entertainment was going to be armored badger-cock fighting and Tulio’s job was supposed to be taking the penned chickens to and from the ring, and then cleaning up what was left of the losers. Miguel, appalled from the moment he saw the first badger-cock violently killed, quickly and (in his mind) heroically, freed the rest of the birds from their cages.
Cue chaos. The anger of all the gamblers and spectators was enough to cause a commotion, but add in the fact that there were dozens of armored, fighting birds loose and you had a small room, jam-packed full of people. Remarkably, the two small boys managed to escape with the minimal amount of injuries but were picked up by the local authorities as they were fleeing the scene of what was very quickly and loudly becoming a crime-scene. As they were both very young they were taken back to them Solana household, both their parents informed of where they had been and let off with a warning about how they were raising their children. Miguel’s parents, furious and blaming Tulio entirely for the incident, immediately fired Miranda from her position, swearing that they’d see to it no one on Dardanelles ever hired her again and that her son was thrown in prison. It was Miguel who came to their rescue, threatening his parents that if they followed through with anything they’d said he would run away—as their only son and being somewhat weak when it came to dealing with him, they took Miranda back and even hired on Ramun, on the condition that nothing like this were to ever happen again.
It was then that Tulio realized that Miguel actually wasn’t too bad, and from that day the boys were almost inseparable. At first this wasn’t such a positive thing, since Miguel’s parents realized that punishing Tulio was a far more effective way to get Miguel to attend his lessons and behave, but Miguel found ways to make this up to him. Miguel began to teach Tulio all the things that his private tutor covered in their lessons and as soon as his father began to teach him swordsmanship Tulio was instantly his practice partner. Tulio, in turn, would teach Miguel slight of hand, pick pocketing, lock picking and other skills he himself picked up. Together they would often sneak out of the house and get into all manners of trouble, and although both sets of parents tried to put a cap on it, they always managed to find a way around it.
Disaster struck when both of the boys reached seventeen years of age. Tensions were brewing between the classes and one afternoon, under the guise of a bandit attack, the Solana house was set on fire by a group of Royalists trying to incite anger down on the lower classes. Fortunately for the boys, that day was one of the many where they’d snuck out of the house and into town in search of some excitement, but their parents were not so fortunate. The doors had been blocked from the outside by the arsonists and it didn’t take long for the entire house to collapse in an enormous blaze. When the boys received word they both fell into a kind of shock for several days, having a difficult time coping with the fact that they would never see their families again. But it wasn’t long before Tulio snapped out of it, instead thinking about what they were going to do—no one was going to look after him, that was for sure, and as far as Miguel’s extended family knew, he’d perished in the fire with his parents. As they walked aimlessly through the town Tulio caught sight of a ship that was beginning to load on provisions for a voyage and inspiration struck—if neither of them could think of what they were going to do and everything reminded them of what they lost, maybe a change of scenery would help. Some quick-talking and puppy eyes later, the boys managed to snag themselves positions on the ship and set sail from their home.
During the year before the war the boys hopped from ship to ship, island to island, taking up odd jobs and committing the occasional, harmless scam. They never stayed in once place for too long and usually tried to enjoy life while never settling—they never knew where they were going, where they’d stay, who they’d meet or what they’d do, but that suited them just fine. It made it easier to stop thinking about the things that they lost when they had to concentrate on getting things for the day.
When the war broke the two continued to hop around all of the islands, taking advantage of the war however they could, whether this meant entertaining troops (and snatching coins from their tents while they were at it) to gambling with the soldiers to picking over their bodies after they were left out on a field. They’d do odd-jobs and run things if it was easier or they were nervous about doing anything suspicious, and other times they’d blatantly stow away and hitch a ride. They had numerous run-ins with authorities, of course, but they managed to get away more often than not. Neither of them were eager to get too close to the danger, only in looking out for themselves and making sure they ate from day to day.
After the war ended they’ve kept to their shenanigans and drifted about as they always have—it’s not a stable life, it’s not a stress-free one and it certainly isn’t always comfortable, but if Tulio has Miguel and a few coins to gamble into enough for what they need, he feels life’s all right. </front>
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