EE: Robin Brier

Name: Robin Brier
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Species: Elf
Height/Weight: 5"10 / ??
Job: Head Florist
Birthday: Spring 26


Gifts:
Loved: Sweets, Romantic Rose Perfume, Sweetbriar Rose

Liked: cosmetics, flowers, Goddess Kiss

Disliked: alcohol (excluding Goddess Kiss, it's sweet!), ivan's findings

Hated: pets, worm bait, tools

Personality:

debonair + cordial | confident + egotistical | fake + self-serving | superficial + judgemental |  fussy + catty

A debonair young man who puts on a facade of pleasantries and smiles to maintain a good image and curry people in his favour. Despite the cordial behaviour, he’s horribly judgemental and shallow, veiling his pretentious and self-important nature. It tends to leak out those as he’ll often allude to his true feelings or throw shade in a backhanded manner…  As he tends to size people up based on status, appearance, and how useful they may be to him, true camaraderie is alien to him.

He’s self-centred and confident in himself crossing well over into narcissism, having a grandiose view of his own talents and  a craving for admiration. He’s resolute in his opinions and actions, giving him the strength to pursue what he wants, though he fails to be open-minded to the thoughts and feelings of others. Things contrary to him or that don’t serve him well will leave him soured and struggling not to make a scene. He’s so used to having things go his way that it’s a shock when they don’t! He’ll  falter if his ego has been bruised or his delicate tastes have been offended, showing a not-so-pretty side...

History:

[tl;dr: rich spoiled elf brat who is driven to maintain a pleasant façade to receive praise and maintain relationships for self-serving purposes. he develops an interest in the attention he feels blooming flowers deserve to nicely suit his superiority complex and further his own goals. rumours of doubt that he himself was capable of getting by without his family's success spurs him to move to the faraway Toffee Town to prove himself!]

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, Robin was raised in the lavish lifestyle that would be expected of his wealthy family in an elven city, with the attitude to boot. He was raised to be very keen on presentation and maintaining good relationships for his own sake, as his family’s wealth was maintained by strategic partnering with various tradesmen and businesses. The servants who tended to his care growing up were tools to further his own well being and happiness, as these business partnerships were a means to furthering his family’s success. Without much genuine interaction, his greatest pleasure was being praised, which was easy to come by for the child rewarded by his parents for upkeeping expectations and surrounded by hired help who would praise him for the slightest actions. Loving having his ego stroked as he felt so entitled to, the young prince of vanity was easily motivated to keep up the pleasant façade.

Exchanging gifts as a sign of goodwill was commonplace, and fond as Robin was of shiny baubles and trinkets he’d received so often, he was MUCH more taken with the flowers raised in his family’s gardens. There was something to the fleeting beauty of the blooms; the way that they demanded eyes and attention on them during THEIR TIME before they’d wilt and be lost. Interested in raising the beauties, he utilised his family gardeners to learn the trade. He enjoyed way they could be arranged into striking arrangements, manipulating their meaning and extending the window in which they could be presented with the utmost care, yet never outlasting their prince (himself). Treating the blooms much like he was raised, as treasured tools, he spoiled them with care and believed their beautiful outcome to be a reflection of himself and his skills. Of course he was all too pleased about his talent, and how well received his floral arranging skills were by his parents and business partners who were sent his flowers as compliments from the family…

As he matured into a young adult, even as he’d began managing aspects of his parents business and continuing his work with flowers he’d yet to branch out independently. Taking the comforts of his home for granted, he’d never thought of that as a bad thing until he started hearing whispers. Passing whispers that his success was due to his parents and doubts he’d succeed in the real world reached his ears. How absurd! Of course he knew he’d excel anywhere he went and with anything he did! It was only natural given who he was, wasn’t it? The challenge to his ego burned him, and the timely discovery of a colourful leaflet standing out among the usual business letters spurred him into action. This was it! He’d go somewhere new. Some faraway no-name town where his family’s influence would have nothing to do with his certain success! In fact, he’d use the skill he’d cultivated HIMSELF to dazzle them too… Sure everyone would be so impressed with him, Robin made his preparations to board the Panna Cotta to open his new shop in Toffee Town!

Additional Info:

• Highly values his pure-blooded elf lineage! He looks down on anything else, notably hybrids...
• He has a weakness to sweets! He loves sugar!

Roleplay Methods/Availability:
I prefer semi-lit/lit RP! Script format's fine too!
I'm flexible on RP methods (discord, line, skype, slack, twitter DM, docs, forums, notes, st.ash comments--you name it and I'm probably down! I prefer something with IM for easier and quicker communication, but any means are fine!)
Availability: Just ask! I'm always down to RP with new people >:^3c!!! _{Just a heads up that my reply time can get slow (usually a few days to a week...or two if i'm busy or drowning in rps isn't uncommon)}