Mr Ormond Tunstell is a young actor, and former claviger & valet to Lord Maccon. He is an actor by profession, an enthusiastic but not particularly good one, and is rather notorious for his exceptionally tight pants in clashing colours (no doubt the latter is due to the influence of his wife) and wearing his heart on his sleeve.
A rather chipper and gangly red-headed with a great many freckles, he does not at all lack for courage, physically throwing himself at Major Channing in the course of the latters first meeting with Lady Maccon during which he mistook her for the hired help and made to strike her.
Tunstell eloped with and is now married to Mrs Ivy Tunstell (nee Hisselpenny) who uses the affectation “Tunny” for him, and they have a great desire to set up their own theatre company. All they need is a patron.
The following quotes from The Parasol Protectorate novels give some insight into Mr Ormond Tunstell, 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.
He had great affection for the boy, but every time he thought Tunstell might be ready for the bite, he behaved like a fathead. He seemed to have plenty of soul, but did he have enough sense to become a supernatural?
Tunstell may look like a git of the first water, but he could handle werewolves in full-moon thrall.
Tunstell came bouncing over, a handsome, if gangly, ginger fellow with a perpetual grin and certain carelessness of manner that most found endearing and everybody else found exasperating.
Tunstell was always chirpy. It was his greatest character flaw. He was also one of the few residents of Woolsey Castle who managed to remain entirely unfazed by, or possibly unaware of, either Lord or Lady Maccon’s wrath. This was his second-greatest character flaw.
Tunstell was an actor of some note – everything he did was dramatic.
“And let us not forget that even if you were not affianced, Tunstell is an entirely unsuitable match. Ivy, he makes his living as a thespian.”
She found Miss Hiselpenny and Tunstell engaged in what both probably thought was an impassioned embrace. Their lips were, in fact, touching, but nothing else was, and Ivy’s greatest concern throughout the kiss seemed to be keeping her hat in place.
Tunstell donned a tragic-hero expression, one she had seen more than once in his portrayal of Porccigliano in the West End production of Death in a Bathtub. ‘True love will overcome all obstacles.
“Tunny! Tunny! wake up. Professor Lyall is here with a dead dog. Arise at once, Tunny!”
Tunstell, in grand thespian fashion, did not take Miss Hisslepenny’s rejection well. He staged a spectacular bout of depression and then sank into a deep sulk for the rest of the day.
‘I like fish,’ chirruped Tunstell. ‘Really, Mr. Tunstell? What is your preferred breed?’ ‘Well’–Tunstell hesitated–‘you know, the um, ones that’–he made a swooping motion with both hands–‘uh, swim.’