**Race:** Oilblood — merged with the essence and parts of a slain [[Automatons|automaton]] (long taken for a [[Shadowforged]]-design automaton) **Age:** Unknown **Gender:** Undefined **Core Personality:** Silent, methodical, ritualistic in action. **Location:** [[Voxiu]] – [[House of Suits Casino]] / wherever debts need collecting --- ### Appearance - **Build & Stature:** Tall, broad, heavy plating beneath black coat. - **Hair:** None. - **Eyes:** Single violet lens in featureless mask. - **Skin:** Metal alloy hidden under illusion. - **Apparel:** Black suit with spade‑embroidered lapel; black gloves always stained with ash. - **Distinguishing Features:** Heart‑shaped indent burned into left palm. --- ### Voice & Speech - **Tone & Pitch:** Low, mechanically filtered. - **Mannerisms:** Never speaks unless alone with victim; places a black spade card beside corpses. --- ### Motivations & Goals - **Primary Motivation:** Preserve the myth that “Luck always balances out.” - **Fears / Dangers:** Self‑awareness breaking through its conditioning. - **Personal Secrets:** Shadowforged fragment embedded in core; may be sentient and haunted by voices of its victims. - **Hidden History:** Before its transformation, the Spade was the secret lover of [[Commander Taylor - Commander Taylor's Manor|Commander Taylor]] — a bond from a life it no longer recalls, and Taylor's most dangerous vulnerability. --- ### Background - **Origin:** Rumored to be a repurposed automaton assassin from a Crown of Ashes war vault. - **History:** Appeared shortly after the House was founded; no record before then. - **Current Occupation:** Final collection agent and House executioner. --- ### Associations - **Factions:** [[House of Suits Overview|House of Suits]] (primary); possibly Shadowforged or Crown of Ashes technology remnant. - **Allies:** Obeys [[Mr. Greenfelt – "The Diamond"|Mr. Greenfelt]] only. - **Rivals:** Any who question the House’s “balance.” - **Contacts:** None verified. --- ### Notes & Flavor - Rumor: “Every deck has a spade; when yours is drawn, so are you.” - Moves without sound; cigarette smoke dies in its presence.