Mr Algernon Floote

Mr Algernon Floote is the personal secretary to Lady Maccon.  He has previously served as butler in Lady Maccon’s youth, and personal valet to Alexia’s father, Alessandro Tarabotti prior to that. He is human.

Floote is a man of few words, with a deep and authoritative voice. He is always dressed neatly in a butlers uniform, regardless of his current status as Lady Maccon’s private secretary. He is tall in stature, with straight posture, and his face is usually impassive as he does not show emotion much.

Floote can also be rather surprising at times. He seems to have a wealth of knowledge about both supernaturals and preternaturals, as well as the weapons used to combat them, has been known to be adept in concealing guns, and has a proficiency in using them.

He has an uncanny habit of interpreting future needs and wants and seeing to them before they are requested of him.

Due to Mr Ormond Tunstell‘s recent marriage and departure from the Woolsey Pack, Floote currently also acts as valet to Lord Maccon.

floote.pngMr Algernon Floote Character Sheet

8iebknaytThe following quotes from The Parasol Protectorate novels give some insight into Mr Floote, but are not required reading for the character. Your character sheet, supplied at the con, will have all the information required to play this character.

Floote was the perfect servant, always there when needed, always knowing what was desired, sometimes before the sensation registered in his employers.


Floote entered with a tea tray. At a loss for what proper etiquette required, the butler had placed the raw liver in a cut-glass ice-cream dish.


Floote shot his other gun. This time the bullet hit the man’s chest. The vampire fell backward, crashed into a loaded display cabinet, and landed on the floor, making exactly the same sound a carpet makes when whacked to get the dust out.


Alexia had always thought Floote’s loyalty was absolute. Floote had stayed with her pregnant mother when Alessandro abandoned them. He changed her nappies when she was a babe. He had left the Loontwill household to attend Alexia after her marriage to a werewolf. Now, she thought for the first time, perhaps it was his loyalty to her dead father that was unshakable and she was merely a proxy player.


And atop the wolf, looking as dignified and butler-like as might be possible for a man riding a werewolf, was Floote.