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Published: 2019-11-18 06:29:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 1678; Favourites: 15; Downloads: 1
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Okay, okay, maybe I should have resisted the urge to draw him in a union suit , but hey that is basically what he wears as underwear believe it or not. Also yes, he does have a tattoo on his back. It's the same tattoo that everyone in the gang that he was involved in: The Diamond Dogs; had to get. Not to mention, he normally doesn't have his ears showing and likes to make people think that he's 100% Terreif (or human) in order to make them underestimate him a little bit.

So for the most part from Wilton's [OC Training]: Guess Who , pretty much everyone that commented got the gist of him correct such as that he's a thief/mercenary, a smug womanizer, etc. Though while a good number of people thought that he was something more steampunk, the ironic thing is that while where he currently lives has a steampunk/Victorian aesthetic, he himself hails from a country that has a decidedly dieselpunk/1920s-1930s aesthetic.

Now to get into more detail, Wilton is a Medio (hybrid) of Terreif (Human) and Albion (Elf) descent who works as the second-in-command or "Viceroy" for an "adventure" guild in order to survive fantasy capitalism with 3 other people:

Zachary Sanzieth

Ofelia Carmein (new bio located => here )

and Thomas Duncansson (aka sir-doesn't-have-a-full-bio-and-colored-ref-yet)

Guilds in the steampunk country of Chron, and in the Final Fantasy X-esque country of Virva, are mostly known for being jack-of-all-trade mercenaries. Average jobs a guild could go on are monster/pest extermination, being a bodyguard, bounty-hunting, item extraction, scouting/exploring more dangerous areas that scholars can't enter, etc. In his own guild (aka Guild Fathmir), as previously mentioned, Wilton acts as the second-in-command if Zachary, the Guildrunner, is incapacitated. He also is the fastest and stealthiest person in the guild so he usually acts as a scout who can easily infiltrate the target location of whatever place they have to go for a mission.

And now without further ado here's his bio:

Full Name: Wilton Ulfreed Drogo

Nicknames/Aliases: Wil, Wilt, Willie, Tony (Gang Alias), Freedy (literally all of these are used by his family), and The Red Wolf of Feldspar

Age: "21" (actually 22 but it's an Albion thing to be entirely dishonest about your real age)

Birthday: Fall of 2565 (Real world equivalent: October 29/Scorpio)

Gender: Cis Male

Sexuality: Panromantic/Pansexual

Species: Medio (Half Terreif/Half Albion)

Ethnicity: Sabrynagian (though probably has some distant Virvish and Fauronosian too)

Birthplace: Feldspar, Sabrynag

Family:

Madelyne Drogo (mother)
Wolfgang Drogo (deceased father)
William "Liam" Drogo (older brother)
Agatha "Aggie" Drogo (little sister)

Current Living Location: 57 Crankshift Alley, Ordes, Chron

Occupation: "Gentleman" Thief for hire/Guild Fathmir member/former herald (aka a bootlegger that deals in an sweet, mind-altering liquor called Amrita)

Personality: Charming, organized, affable, diplomatic, easygoing, open-minded, arrogant, womanizer (honestly needs to be kinkshamed in general), greedy, petty, mischievous, manipulative, sometimes can be surprisingly kind however

Likes: "Experimenting," going on dates, hanging out with the Bedside Girls of Carmilla Borough, parties, dancing, listening to new jazz records, hanging out in cafes, hitting on people, sex, fast autoriages (automatic carriages aka automobiles) and autocycles (motorcycles), tinkering with autocycles, cocktails, going out to the movies, coffee with at least 5 lumps of sugar or more, messing with people, having money, having a successful heist,

Dislikes: Getting lectured by Zachary, striking out on a date, annoying people with no Creator-damn manners, getting rejected, being alone or ignored, people touching his hair or people trying to see what's underneath his bangs, failing a heist, the way other Sabrynagian migrants are being treated in Chron, slow music, and bananas.

Powers: Enhanced speed and strength due to his Albion lineage

Skills: Pickpocketing, general thievery, sleight-of-hand, knife-throwing, disguises, espionage, seduction, appraisal of jewels and other valuables. Also surprisingly good at math.

Backstory:
The middle child and second son of a miner and a notorious former madam, Wilton had as much of a normal childhood he could. While they didn't have much, it was still enough and things seemed fine until he turned 11 and the mines started to run dry and his father's bosses were refusing more and more to pay their workers. Money got tighter and tighter, his hometown started falling apart, and less and less word from the capital was coming. Soon, the mine owners started forcing the miners deeper into the mines in some incredibly misguided attempt to see if there were any vital minerals left even though conditions were steadily growing more dangerous. That was when the accident happened and Wilton lost his father. With no other way to make a reliable income, Wilton's mother felt like she had no other choice but to take back ownership of her brothel while he and his older brother William alternated between watching their younger sister and providing muscle when some of the more rough "guests" were trying to make trouble.

Then in the next couple of years, a new gang by the name of the "Diamond Dogs" appeared on the scene, recruiting more and more of the townspeople. Sensing an opportunity to bring in more money for their family to help their mother, Wilton and his brother immediately joined up and slowly rose through the ranks as Heralds and Enforcers. Soon Wilton proved his mettle as a Spymaster of sorts where he would infiltrate rival gangs, gain their trust, and then tear them down from the inside. His particular cruel way of making rival gangs self-destruct along with how absolutely feral he could be with a knife, eventually earned him the moniker of "The Red Wolf of Feldspar." However one day one of these infiltration missions went wrong, Wilton lost an eye, his pride, and his cover. Next thing a broken and battered Wilton knew, a price was placed on his head and he needed to lay low for a couple of years by faking his death. Just when he finally thought he could relax, the rival gang found out about the exaggerated reports of his death and he had to get out of dodge so to speak.

His associates in the gang helped to smuggle him out of Sabrynag into Chron in the wave of Sabrynagian migrants who were looking for a new life away from the civil warfare and economic disparity. Once there he tried to get ingrained in the "Gentleman's Society" or the local Thief's Guild but unfortunately ran afoul of the local police. This chase in turn led him to Zachary's door step around the same time as Ofelia Carmein and Thomas Duncansson found themeselves there. After ironically stopping a would-be thief trying to steal what little profit Zachary had in his bookshop's till, Zachary later then covered for him and saved him from the wrath of the police. Then later when Zachary suggested that they all should start a guild together, Wilton jumped at the chance and became the Viceroy, or second-in-command. After all, a guild was basically like a gang right?

Wrong.

Needless to say the guild's first couple...dozen...missions were a complete and utter disaster. While being in Guild Fathmir helped Wilton to continue lay low, he was starting to think that maybe joining it was a mistake. Sure he was having fun, but a man's gotta eat, and Zachary's "no crime anytime" rule was starting to really, really get on his nerves. That is until, they finally had a successful mission and somehow managed to save the kidnapped princess of Chron...

Fun Facts:
His left eye is a bit of a sore point for him and he still has nightmares about the events that led up to it being the way it is now. Also it may have been over a decade since his father died, but his death (and the deaths of the other 120 miners) still greatly effects him. Wilton can still remember hearing some of the conscious, but still ultimately doomed, miners screaming for help under all of the heavy stones as they slowly suffocated to death. Not to mention that for weeks after the incident, he remembered the schoolhouse and some of the other public buildings being used as makeshift morgues and being filled to the brim with the bodies.

He also has a mild phobia of dolls. Mostly due to that one time he and his brother stayed at a great aunt's house as a child and lucky, lucky him got to stay in the "doll room." He won't run off screaming but dolls, especially porcelain dolls greatly unnerve him.

Playlist:

-"Don't You Worry Child" by Swedish House Mafia/Cover by Postmodern Jukebox

-"Me and Mr. Wolf" by The Real Tuesday Weld

-"Kix" by The Real Tuesday Weld

-"Eros and Apollo" by Studio Killers

-"Tsuki no Youkai" by Kikuo/Cover by Ashe

-"Animal Charm" by Clare Fader

-"Ghost Fight" by Toby Fox

-"But It's Better If You Do" by Panic! at the Disco

-"Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off" by Panic! at the Disco

-"There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet" by Panic! at the Disco

-"Blue Monday" by New Order/Cover by Orkestra Obsolete