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Lord Anthony Dewhurst, known to friends as Tony or Lord Tony
Occupation:
Youngest son of a duke. Tony is a sportsman and gambler to the core� detractors would describe him as a wastrel.
Physical Description:
Tall, broad shoulders, slender, muscular build with brown hair, brown eyes and a devilishly charming smile.
Friendships/Relationships:
Cousin of Sir Percival Blakeney Bart.
Friend of the Du Tournai's (particularly Suzanne just to make Andrews blood boil).
Personal History:
Lord Anthony Dewhurst was born and raised near Richmond, England and is very close to his "Cousin Percival", who being older was always something of a role model for the young Tony. Percy and Andrew used to tease Tony at school for being the youngest (and Andrew still does), but they accepted him into their circle of friends... probably because of his skill with a cricket bat. As the youngest son of a duke, Tony is granted a fair allowance, but will never be exceedingly rich. If only he'd shown as much enthusiasm in the classrooms of Eton as he did on its playing fields, Tony might have been suited to any number of occupations, but he didn't and he isn't. His father wants him to take a commission in the army, but standing still to be shot at isn't Dewhurst's idea of fun, so the two are at loggerheads over his future. Meanwhile, Tony is living an extravagant, wayward life in the City. A chronic gambling habit and trying to keep up with wealthier friends like Andrew and Percy mean that Tony is getting deeper into debt all the time. He's noted among the fashionable set for being able to hold his wine, though he sorely wishes that he could do so and still retain a washboard flat stomach like Andrew's.
Character's connection to the League:
One of the first members of the League and one of The Pimpernel's most trusted agents. Tony is second... or third in command, depending on the day and the proximity of Sir Andrew Ffoulkes when such a question is posed. He's naturally gifted with horses, a fast runner, a good shot, a fair pugilist and his Parisien accent is flawless, which is more than can be said for his French grammar! Tony's reasons for joining the league were anything but humanitarian. He claims that the league exists purely to make sport, but secretly it's a lifeline to him from his life of dissipation.
The Pivotal Questions:
What is your favorite word?
My name off the lips of a lady-friend
What is your least favorite word?
�Where's the money you owe me, Dewhurst?�
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
A sure fire winner at the races, followed by a bottle of brandy in the company of whoever Ffoulkes has his sights set on that day!
What turns you off?
The thought of where my life-style could take me 10 years from now.
What is your favorite curse word?
Egad!
What sound or noise do you love?
The clip clop of a horse galloping against the moist English soil� preferably first passed the finishing post!
What sound or noise do you hate?
I may be an accurate shot, but the sound is simply teeth chattering, eh what!
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
My elder brother's� ie: Heir to a dukedom
What profession would you not like to do?
Head the Committee of Public Safety. Surely that man is marked for the Guillotine!
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
Welcome Tony. The stables are to your left, the gaming tables are on your right and the champagne's on ice!