Bio: The Maltese are a family bound to the duty of producing shwred businessmen. As far as people can remember, noble families generated figures of power and wealth while the Maltese supplied them with spies, advisors, stewards and qualified individuals to serve as their ears and eyes in the underworld, defending commercial interests of noble families and their own alike, as well as earning the hatred of some Rogue Trader houses due to business antics.
The most recent generation saw the birth of Alexavius as the third child, and as tradition dictates, both the firstborn and the second son in line were trained to be Seneschals, with the second being a safety measure in case the first died. Alex was given to, and raised by, a branch family of the Maltese. His life was relatively unappealing and normal, with the child showing a reasonable ability for solving logical problems, some intelligence and physical capability, but nothing worthy noting aside from that, with him spending most of his free time reading the occasional book or exercising to keep both mind and body sane, as his uncle told him from time to time.
His life was boringly common and he seemed to enjoy that fact, but disaster struck his family and he was called forth: both of his brothers had been killed as the shuttle they were in was taken down by pirates in the process of docking at a larger vessel. The criminals were hunted, tortured and killed afterwards, but the damage had already been done. His parents would have liked to have trained the youth since birth as they had done to his deceased siblings, but they needed to get at least one person fit and prepared to honor their line.
Even if the matter was considered a lost cause already by some members of the family, the long training that his siblings had received was ditched and Alex was flung into the field, to learn with little or not help such as his ancestors did. But he was ready; he had been born so. In a short amount of time, Alexavius dove into the sector's shady world, starting to gather renown as a negotiator, cutting difficult deals and smiling at the prospect of extracting money from those who didn't know better to attempt to cross him. Amidst his antics and abilities, he quickly ingrained the image of his unique figure in the mind of the members of a number of establishments, commerce groups and noble families across the Expanse. His experiences were not easy, but he learned from them, developing a solid mind and light sleeping habits, allowing for him to stay alert even while resting.
Underneath his growing fame as a hardy, focused man of business, he also acted as a spy whenever he saw fit, gathering information and selling it to the highest bidder or using it himself, silent steps never betraying his intentions, silky words and bribe coming into play if needed. As much of a steward as a shadow, in his years of experience he offered his services to several men and women of power, getting to the point of considering the underworld his playground of information-gathering and the overworld the place where the most generous payments came from.
Despite the initial suspicion of his family, he managed to be considered another fine name to grace the Maltese family line, infamous through the sector but still able to keep with his spying activities none the less.
Recently, someone from the Toskhain called for his services, invoking an old debt the Maltese had with them and apparently in need for a Seneschal to accompany the young daughter of the family's head, possibly concerned about the problems an older and maybe less efficient professional could bring. Alexavius accepted it, intent on settling the family debt once and for all...
Description: Alexavius is a tall, lean and young-looking man who has two sets of clothing: one of them is used for field work in the underworld, being plainer and relatively unremarkable whilst still retaining some measure of comfort, while the other one is the set of robes he usually wears: they that denote that status as an infamous Seneschal, with small details of jewelry finely interlaced in certain points to grant an elegant air and respect with exaggeration and a long coat with a tall neck collar, a vest underneath, the chain which holds a pocket watch hanging from it; pants of fine cut and leather boots boots. Most of his clothing takes dark colors with the occasional green trim and cream-colored garment. His black hair is cut short and his eyes are colored of a deep green, a pince-nez resting on the bridge of his nose.
His antics are similar to those of a cat, with silent steps and naturally precise movements that seem as normal for him as breathing. Eyes and a face that always seem to be masking his true intentions, Alexavius is one who honors the name of the Maltese family.