Name:
"You may call me 'Master' or 'Sir'... Whichever you prefer, little one."
His real name is unknown, but he uses the alias Amador Decessus when dealing with clientele.
Age:
27
Mask:
"I am un facteur de masque! I will don any I desire."
Amador is a masquerade artist; quite well renowned throughout [where is this taking place?], and his shop is considered one of the best. He always wears a mask; and his store's beautiful assistants do as well. When inquired as to why, Amador simply shrugs with a mysterious smile; "It helps me to display my wears." He changes masks on a whim, although, not in public- no one has ever really had a good look at his true face.
His masks serve a double purpose; they keep his identity hidden, but they also hide his emotions; his pets can't tell if he is happy and content, or fierce and wrathful.
Personality:
"They say I am a cultured gentleman. Quite... I host the most elegant masquerade balls."
The Mask Maker is insane. Don't let his silky words, immaculate clothing, and burning gaze distract you from the twisted mind beneath the enchanting masks. He will caress your skin with velvet gloves, and coo soft words of love into your hair one moment, and the next he could be a psychotic sadistic lunatic. He delights in everything about his collection; their exquisite faces, charming cries, alluring blood...
He has a gifted artist's eye for beauty which he uses in crafting some of the most delicate and intricate pieces, but also in choosing his victims; "Only the finest will do." He takes them during the masquerade; a time of frolicking, when everyone is transformed into strangers. They are never seen again.
Crush:
"All of you are magnificent... All of you are mine."
Amador chose his captives for a reason; they were the one's who captured his eye, fueled his darkest thoughts. He desired them, he charmed them... he made them his. Amador is infatuated with them; their screams of pain, their sighs of lust... They are "absolutely delicious."
Other:
"I sell masks for all occasions; or perhaps I may interest you in a custom design?"
The Mask Maker's exclusive private shop is in the richer, more extravagant part of town. It is attached to his family's mansion; a luxurious, haughty building Amador inherited after his parents death. The shop is never empty during hours- Amador is in high demand; partially because of his skill, and partially because of his hypnotizing charm.
Theme song:
Sex Is Not Enough
Woot for really creepy songs... >.<