Narcissus of Silk

    A narcissistic perfumer from Zhadrah. Determined to leave behind his lowly pedigree and past in the seedy slums of Nimnda, he passionately seeks the riches and attentions of the world he believes he deserves.

The very definition of prima donna, Volkamenia enjoys the finer things in life; flowers, over-priced foods and gossip.

    Any friends Volkamenia makes are usually regarded as stepping stones; A means to an end. Even so, he can prove to be a useful ally provided you’ve something to offer in return. Cold and aloof, anything more than a formal, business oriented relationship is unlikely, though not necessarily impossible if one is determined to crack through the unfeeling mask he dons. Just be wary against borrowing any money from him, as he is likely to charge interest.

    Although he is one to live by the philosophy of keeping his enemies closer, Volkamenia isn’t a difficult person to get upon the bad side of. Quick to make snap decisions about anyone he meets, first impressions are more than enough to encourage him to hold a grudge. Stand in his way, and he may attempt to bury you six feet under.

    To Volkamenia, love is little more than a fantastical concept. Marriage is business. Seduction is manipulation. He prefers other methods.  Never one to think on such follies, the only love he possesses is vanity. A disturbingly devoted love for himself. Out of fear, he wishes it kept this way.