Profile R-332: Magnus Othello Grimshaw II (Magnus.O.G.II)

 Names: Magnus Othello Grimshaw II (Magnus.O.G.II)
Nicknames: Magnus, Mr Grimshaw

Written description:
Age: 50+
Eye colour: Vivid blue
Skin and Hair colour/type: Magnus is majoritively made up of light, desaturated green feathers with a darker, upper side. The underfeathers on his wings and tail are a dusky pink colour. Three plumes of these pink feathers flow out from his head in a gentle, elegant crest, and a collar of the pink feathers also circle his neck from his throat to his collarbone. Large brow feathers wisp and sweep from the bridge of  his beak, black as coal, to frame his eyes. His beak is two toned orange. His legs are the darkest orange of those two tones. 
Body: 5'' / 5" Wingspan. Stocky, but elegant and curved. He takes very, very good care of himself, but that doesn't stop the murderous edge he has in his cold, emotionless expression. His presence is unnerving. Unpredictable. 
Extra notable features:
- When interested or angry, Mangus' expression goes from empty, imposing and carefully guarded, to glinting like a crow who had just found a particularly shiny penny for its nest. Mangnus' smile, as a result, isn't something you would want to see. 
- His beak is serrated
- He is not a physically strong Avian. Infact, he is particularly weak, and particularly old. But all his power comes from his own wiley ways and the small army of devilish dragons to inact his will; Not to mention the many hooks and claws he  has in many other political and social settings. He is a king of charisma. A silver tongued devil.

Other
Origin: Sherok
Religion: Capitalism? (Athiest)
Morals: Lawful Evil. Magnus has never once broken a law in his dealings, besides maybe the odd murder or two. But there are no papertrails for those, so... did they truly happen? 
Orientations: Ace. He/him. Cis
First/Closest Dragon(s): Glasswing, Boney Jones
Voice: Elequent, calculative, precice verbage. Not especially deep, but not esepcially light, either. Think a more drawn out V for Vendetta
Scent: Parchment paper, ink, preservatic chemicals
Clothing styles:
Clothing befitting one of his lofty station, of course. Which... mostly consists of waist coats, neckerchiefs, pinstriped shirts and various jewelry, specticles and cuffs for his legs 

In a buisness partnership (bout as close to love as either of them get) with: Alexander
 
 Personality & History:
Magnus comes from old, old money, and none of it partiuclarly above board. In the town he resides in, he acts as the governing lawmaker, and bribes and pays off the *actual* peacemakers and government officials with dubiously obtained resources, treasures, or straight up silverence - he has plenty to spare.

 What Magnus doesn't have to spare though, is his precious time and energy on idiotic townfolk trying to plead their case to move away from his town, or for him to ease up on their taxes. Or even *worse*, try and make him break his ties with the wonderful Abernese people who just make so much more sense to him to side with.

 Magnus is a fickle bird who in no uncertain terms will abide Milita slander in *his* town, and despite being a native to the planet of Sherok, think the Aberniesians are worth investing in for the good of the world. So what if they have their questionable methods? So does he. He for one welcomes their new technology, awareness of the stars, advanced research and vast resources

 When he's not overtaxing his residence or generally just being a cruel and anti-social figure to those he deems below him, Magnus enjoys the finer things in life and usually is only found within the walls of his mansion, the grounds and stables of which he indulges in his one true love - *breeding.* Magnus has found dragons and their various abilities fascinating, and the power he and those dragons wield has come in handy many a time.  Magnus doesn't care about much in this world besides himself and his wealth, but his dragons appear to be the only acceptation. Persuading him to do anything he doesn't want to do can only really be accomplished by rare or interesting things, or dragon eggs of varying rarity, and about the only thing he might have in common with most normal folk.

Magnus is a frail, poisonous man with a veneer of kindness to draw you into his traps, but to his dragons, he is a most doting father.