Anselm

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Anselm is a resident of Kennet Undercity.

Personality

Mature, dark, moody and writes angsty poetry.<ref>“He’s sixteen. But you’re mature. Sort of? Uhh, he’s quiet.”
“He’s from the Undercity.”
“He is. So am I. So are a bunch of us. Who cares?” Mal asked.
“It just feels like the moody, dark, good looking guy from the Undercity might have more going on.”
“He writes angsty poetry.”- Excerpt from Let Slip 20.3</ref> He has a look of vunerability about him.<ref>He had a look in his eyes, that worry hinting at vulnerability.- Excerpt from Let Slip 20.3</ref>

Relationship

Verona is interested in forming a causal relationship with him, offering him a contract and requesting references. She did this before finding out his name.<ref>“Formalizing the casual relationship,” she noted.
He studied the ‘contract’, while she stood off to the side, studying him.
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“If you want to do this, I’ll need referrals.”
“For a formalized casual relationship? From what? Other girls?”
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She nodded. “And uh… since it didn’t come up earlier?”
“What’s that?”
“Your name.”
“Anselm.”- Excerpt from Let Slip 20.3</ref>

Friends with Mallory, she attempted to set him up with Verona.<ref>“No no no no, no ganging up on me. I did good, didn’t I?”
“On purpose or by accident?” Verona asked.
“On purpose! After the Appaloosa disaster, I went looking!” Mal replied. “I asked about shit you like and he seemed sorta right, so I invited him to party tonight.”- Excerpt from Let Slip 20.3</ref>

Appearance

His eyebrows are curved and his lips formed an "m" shapde with a long head, long striaght nose and long brown hair.<ref>The guy who followed her into the dining room was a bit dour. His eyebrows were perpetually curled into a look of worry or concern, his upper lip was very ‘m’ shaped, his lower lip pulled in a bit like he was regularly biting it, and he had a long head, long straight nose, and long-ish brown hair. Long. Like, not tall, but proportioned out like someone tall and narrow, then adjusted down to another height.- Excerpt from Let Slip 20.3</ref>

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