Titus probably should have stayed in Rome, but with his affairs in order and the heat of the city continuing to rise as more bodies came into start repairs, he longed for more comfortable shores. He had his own villa tucked away in the nest of the Roman elite that flocked to the seaside city for vacations. There his children were housed with his servants, either finishing their evening studies or tucked into their beds already. Pater wouldn't be home that night, so they would have to stick close their nannies if they needed comfort from whatever terrors the dream gods sent their way.
For now he made his way down the beach, the sounds of waves splashing and the sea moving coming from as he made out the party that was being set up down the way. Cornelia, as always, was one to out do herself with these things. From the whispers he had heard, they were infamous yet sought after as if the intent was to display their most carnal desires to worship the gods. To see if Venus herself would join them or for Neptune to rise from the deep to the same. The closer he came to the party music could be heard, the laughter and chatter of the voices of those already there floating through the air.
Cornelia was standing at a column some ways up the small mound that lead to the villa she and her husband occupied. Framed in golden light that made her gown translucent. For her age and for a mother of four children, he had to admire how well she kept her figure. He didn't pause for very long, pulling his gaze from his cousins' maternal cousin and moving over to the other men that had came to enjoy the festivities for the evening.
Titus Flavius Alexander
35 | 9th September 40 AD | Senatore | Senator - Military | Heterosexual | Canon | Luke Evans
Duty bound, diligent and precise are all things that can be said to describe Titus Alexander, and as a military man and a senator, he is all three of those things. He serves his empire with great loyalty, often to the sacrifice of his personal life and those in it. And now that for the last ten years, the empire has also been his family, he is even more duty bound due to the great lost the clan had suffered in the purge of 62. He is a kind man to those he believes deserve his kindness, willing giving many a chance to prove themselves and the complete opposite to those that has stroked his ire to the point past forgiveness, but he is a largely grounded individual in the long run.
When it comes to his personal life, as a lover he is attentive and passionate. He treasured his late wife, fully considering them a love match, even though the empire sent him a far as it could from her during the busier years of his career. As a father, now that his heart is slowly moving beyond the loss of their mother, he is equally as attentive. Hands on in his children upbringing. He wants his children to know him, not just of him. And he desires nothing more than to see them grow into citizens the empire will be proud of.
He is handsome of face with dark hair and bright blue eyes. The sun, sadness and laughter has begun to weather his skin, and he is not too vain to be bothered by the laugh lines and battle scars that mare his face and the rest of his body. He is taller than average height and has the build of a soldier, though in the recent years that has softened a bit with him being bound to the city. He is a believer of practicing good hygiene, and prefers the simple tunic and sandals to his military uniform and whatever he has to wear to the senate house.
Father: Titus Flavius Alexander Major (Parthicus) (deceased)
Mother: Clodia Cordelia (deceased)
Siblings: Flavia Cordelia (b. 39 AD) (alive). Flavia Fausta (deceased, d.62)
Spouse: Widowed. | Caesennia Nebetia (d.74)
Children: Flavia Titia, b. 69 . Titus Flavius Alexander Minor, b. 74 . Lucius Flavius Alexander Caesennius, b. 74
Extended family: His sister's children, The rest of the Flavii-Alexandrone clan
Other: Guards and household slaves.
Born in the spring of 40 AD, Titus was the desired son and legacy of his father, whom wanted nothing more than to bring glory to their own branch of a family who was steadily rising in prestige and had been since the reign of Augustus. He rarely saw his father in his early years, which wasn't uncommon among their family or Romans in general. His father and his father's own older brother often away in the far reaches of the empire and just as often in battle. Life growing up was largely uneventful, even with his illustrious uncle passing in 56 AD, when the boy was barely sixteen years of age and still just a boy. Two years later in 58 AD, he would begin his path towards his future, joining the ranks of every young Roman man of his status.
His cousin's death in the year 60 AD and the assassinations of her husband and son that followed would mark the days that the Flavii-Alexandronae were numbered. Rome fell the the ambitions of power hungry men under the newly laureled dictator, Cyprianus. The next few years is marred by death and war and the political upheaval that would eventually lead to civil war. And a 20 something Titus serves his more prominent cousins loyally during these times. Yet March of 62 AD is when the world guts the young man when news of his family's assassinations reaches him. His parents, the younger of his two sisters, her family and some of Cordelia's family all parish. Along with other branches of the family tree and even his cousin's own daughters. He grieved and he took that pain and made it into a will of steel that would lead him into the next few years of his life. And in doing so, he puts off marriage to the young woman that he had been courting.
Promising Caesennia that when the time was right, he'd return to her and they would wed. Civil war would rage for nearly the whole year, ending with his family's murderer dying at the hands of Lucilla's daughter and with Quintus rising to Caesar. It would a promise pushed aside year after year before finally being fulfilled in 66 AD, returning to Caesarea and marrying Caesennia. He brought her to Rome before the year was closed out and they were among they witnesses of Quintus' marriage to the long forgotten daughter of Caligula, Julia Drusilla. Later that same year, in 67 AD, he was sent to Germania to serve as Legatus, and when news of a stillborn son reached him, he threw himself even more into his position. The man that came back to his wife in 69 AD was stoic and harder, gone was the young man she had fell in love with. And yet, a daughter would be born and named for her father that same year just in time for him to be appointed as Quaestor Augusti by his cousin, the Emperor, and he thrived in his new found political standing.
But being home would be short lived, his cousin would eventually need him elsewhere and in 71 AD he was sent to Dacia, newly appointed as Legatus Legionus. He would return three years later, at the dawning of 74, much to the pleasure of his devoted wife and daughter. He and Caesennia made quick work of adding to the family once he returned home. His wife becoming with child within the month of his return. It would spell her doom, and a blow to Titus that was even more dearer to him than losing his parents were. She had given him two sons, Titus and Lucius and yet it would cost her her life. Unable to stop the bleeding after the breached delivery of their second son, she bled out without much of a chance to say goodbye. He was reminded to live. If not for him, then for his children. For the sons his wife sacrificed herself to bring into the world, for the daughter that looked so much like her with every passing day. He requested a mundane job that would let him stay in Rome to oversee his children's well being, and this was how he entered 75 AD. And with the year rolling onward, he became aching aware he would need to be in the market for a new wife and mother for the children that would probably never remember their true one.