Hello from Othello.

'The Moor of Venice' they call me, a title which, although can be rude, serves me well enough. Rude am I of speech and not blessed with the soft phrase of peace but still respected by the Duke of Venice and held in high esteem. Desdemona is my angelic bride but, as Brabantio said, "look to her moor if you have eyes to see/she deceived her father and might yet deceive thee".