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He is known to be sparing with his words, though most of what he says is crucial. He doesn't to like to waste his breath or his time. A man of refined tastes and obscure knowledge, Neil Orrin precedes his years. At age twenty-five, Neil runs The Irish Maiden, an immense club built like an old maiden ship. Exclusive, pricey and highly secured, it is only available to a certain class. To its public, it offers spectacular shows, a five-star restaurant and a vast casino. The more intimate customers, however, most frequently visit the basement. A large, discreet shop there offers weaponry, rare illegal substances and a document forgery. Neil's home is an old mansion, established by the founder of the Orrin firm, his great grandmother. This is where he does most of the paper work and accounting. Anyone outside of his family is seldom invited inside. In the little spare time he has, Neil likes to appreciate the finer things in life, as well as the simpler. He keeps regular contact with his dear sister, Aislin, for whose life he always fears. The Orrin firm has many enemies, who wouldn't put themselves above taking his dear ones hostage. So he believes, at least. His close ones have noticed a dramatic increase in his paranoia ever since he was made head of the family business. One of his other concerns is his younger brother, whom Neil constantly urges to take the family business more seriously. As opposed to his two younger siblings, Neil prefers blades over firearms. Duel swords, especially, as he believes guns have made killing too mundane. He does, however, recognize how essential they have become in these times. |