Name
Rente Moreau.
Gender
Male.
Sexuality
Bisexual.
Role/Sin
Deceit.
Description
Rente wears a very crisp suit to most of his occupations and a pair of black snakeskin shoes. There's something truly venomous about him. Sometimes, he'll wear a large coat with a soft rim of dark fur to keep him warm, but it's not always necessary.
Background
Loving to make it big in the world and watching those beneath him fail, Rente is often on TV as a reality star or a commercial actor, as well as trying his hand as an adviser and a spokesperson in political discussion circles for big shots, once he's on that level of fame and that high on power. With the information he consumes and directs, he's able to weave a web between many famous officials with his silver tongue--making a lot of people depend on him at first and trust him as a friend before starting a livewire of political gossip and scandal, almost like the squirrel in the norse myths at the bottom of the tree. It's quite the intricate plan, since he usually ends up driving them to some costly failure, and whoever he finds most interesting is whom he manipulates--or perhaps possesses-- into succeeding. And yet--there hasn't been anyone who's thrown him out of works yet. Nobody who matters enough to have the power to get him fined, that is. Since he's always got lots of people in powerful positions at his side, he's usually protected. And even if he is by himself in the world at any point in time, he's filthy rich; rich enough to pay off any naysayers and to slip into the shadows for a while before someone else appoints him as a little mouse in their ear. This is how he puts himself in charge of armies, twisting the fate of those who cross him-- truly a harbringer of war and chaos.
It's hard to say what drives Rente to determine the fates of these people, even if they are already corrupt. Is it some kind of sick sadistic nature of his? Or perhaps in his own head, he considers himself a righteous archangel, driving those who are already corrupt into debt and suffering. He's using his age-old gift of an enticingly silver tongue to lead on deceit in the world of the bourgeois and mass consumerism.
Risk of Discovery
Surprisingly, pretty low. The only giveaway are those cherry-red eyes. The rest of his physical powers are subtle enough for him to get away with them. Good thing everyone thinks he wears fancy contact lenses.