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  1. Callista 23 | 12 March 51 | Slave | Slave to Horatia Justina | Heterosexual | Wanted | Kylie Bunbury <600x300> Personality. She is very reserved and somewhat shy. She holds herself in a way that shows that she still has her dignity despite her position. She is very warm hearted but you have to earn her trust, she won't just help anyome, you have to prove that you deserve her help. She is also incredibly loyal but only to a select few, if she promises something then she will follow through or die trying. She won't say anything she doesn't mean and only ever lies of it is protect someone. Appearance Taller than average, long dark curls, large brown eyes, dark skin. Family Father: Caster (deseced) Mother: Leda (deseced) Siblings: none Spouse: none Children: none Extended family: not important, they would be separated from her or be dead anyway Other: History Callista was not born into slavery, when she was 10 her village was raided by the Roman army. she was an only child and was very close to her parents, her father was one of the first killed but she and her mother survived. Her mother was also supposed to be sold as a slave like her but after the death of her husband she fell into a depression and refused to eat, eventually she starved herself to death. Callista does not even remember their names anymore, only that she loved them very much. She was sold to Horatia right off the bat and has remained loyal ever since. At fist she didn't run out of fear but as she grew older she began to trust her more and more. She was promoted at the age of 16 and has dutifully served her domina ever since.
  2. Meilekh

    Germanus

    · Germanus · 19 | 16 January 56CE | Slave | Slave | Homosexual | Wanted | Adrian Sotiris · · · Personality · Aodh Fylani doesn’t accept being a slave very easily and is very stubborn in his pursuit of his freedom. He was a member of the Anarti tribe in Germania before he was captured by the Romans and sold into slavery. Just because the slave trader changed his name to Germanus does not mean he still thinks of himself as anything but Aodh Fylani of the Anarti tribe. Anarti means “not servants,” or “not slaves,” so that explains his rebellious nature, besides the fact that no man likes to be enslaved. · Aodh has a very high threshold for pain and often tests it by going against his owner’s wishes. He faints at the sight of blood. This isn’t known yet to him or anyone else, but it has kept him alive so far as his masters believe his fainting spells are his succumbing to the pain they inflict on him. · While Aodh is set on gaining his freedom, his limp is a reminder of what can happen if he angers his master. The scarring on his arms and chest are also reminders. He has relented to play along, to gain his master’s trust until such time as he can escape. He will try to answer to the name his captors gave him, Germanus, but will no doubt fail on the first attempts. · Aodh is outwardly a nice, helpful, amiable person. As a slave, he takes orders apparently fine but inside he seethes with anger and hatred. He is friendly enough to other slaves but wary that they might tell of his plans of escaping, so he trusts none of them with his plans. · Traits: Stubborn, deceitful, honest, nice, kind, helpful, amiable, scheming, angry. · He often prays to Belenos, the Celtic Sun God, who is also associated with horses, for his freedom and sings to him in prayer. He wants to keep his memory of his language and often ignores most attempts of learning Latin. His Latin isn’t very good because of this. · Aodh often takes blame for something bad and takes the brunt of Marcus’ anger for it. · Appearance · Aodh is a classical handsome, muscular man who stands 5’9” and has short dark hair, hazel eyes, and a pale complexion. · Because of his stubbornness, Aodh’s right leg was broken to keep him from running away a second time from his second master and wasn’t set correctly, so he limps a little on his right leg. He has only been with his third and current master, Marcus Barbatius, for a month, and already has injuries on his upper arms and his chest by him. Some injuries haven’t completely healed yet. · Family · Father: Naoghas Fylani (Killed fighting the Romans) · Mother: Aithne Fylani (Murdered by the Romans) · Siblings: Eion Fylani (Killed fighting the Romans) · Spouse: None · Children: A son, two and a half years old, unknown to Aodh. He was born to the wife of his first master three or four months after Aodh left their household. · Extended family: None · Other: His current master is Marcus Barbatius. · · History · Child Aodh Fylani was born on 16 January 55CE to Naoghas and Aithne Fylani, members of the Anarti tribe in Germania. When the Romans took over Germania, Aodh's family became slaves. Aodh's father and brother were killed trying to fight against slavery but they were both killed. Aodh was renamed Germanus and his mother was name Germana by the slave trader who sold them to the same person. He never accepted Germanus as his name. Because he was only eleven, his master made him a house slave. His mother was put into the kitchen and Aodh washed the dishes and cleaned up. As he got older, he enjoyed working in the kitchen because he was able to eat some of the scraps the other slaves didn't want. His mother also gave him some food when she could. When he turned fourteen, he caught the eye of the master's wife because of his good looks and slim and muscular body. · Teenager When Aodh was sixteen, his master’s wife slept with him. He was very handsome and looked older. He was hoping it would help him get a better job within the household. Three or four months afterward, he left their household. The master realized he was finding favor with his wife and was afraid there was more to it. As punishment for his transgression, Aodh's master killed his mother in front of him. The only reason that his master did not kill Aodh was that he could get a handsome profit for him now that he was sixteen years old. Jealous, he sold Aodh to someone who would make his life a little harder. Six or seven months later, unknown to Aodh, his former master’s wife bore his son. His second master was stricter with him and made him work harder than he did in the first household. · Adult Aodh tried to escape two times from his second master. When Aodh first joined his second master's household, he tried to escape. When he was caught, he was flogged. Two years later, he tried to run away again. He was caught, his right leg was broken and was set incorrectly to keep him from running again. Because Aodh now limped on his right leg, he couldn't work as hard or fast as other slaves and his master decided to sell him. When he could find no one who would buy him, Aodh's master reluctantly sold him to a slave trader for a considerable loss. On Aodh's nineteenth birthday, the slave trader sold him to Marcus Barbatius. The slave trader was able to negotiate a good price for Aodh that turned a halfway decent profit for him and satisfied Marcus’ renowned frugality. He might answer to Germanus, but he will never forget who he really is: Aodh Fylani of the Anarti tribe. His new master is a sadist and Aodh likes to test his high threshold of pain. Is it a match made in heaven or hell? Time will only tell. · Meilekh | Eastern | PM/Discord · · ·
  3. TITUS CORNASIDIUS SABINUS 40 | 3 August 35CE | Equites | Praetorian Tribune | Hetero | Original | Oscar Isaac Personality. There is something a little disconcerting about Titus. He is a child of privilege and so has the ease going charm and manner of the wealthy classes. Used to positions of military authority, he is familiar and at home in giving commands. He is a problem solver and is absolutely ruthless about following orders and pursing his own goals. He has riches aplenty and so is not much interested in accumulating more. He has no need for it. He has properties, fine things, sufficient slaves. What he craves instead is power. In this manner he set aside the path of a private career and elected to start, early on, in the designated career structure for equites. His goal is to push further up and reach the very zenith of the Order – becoming the Praetorian Prefect. Although he would never openly admit to admiring such people, he is led by the example of Sejanus, the Prefect in the reign of Tiberius (although he clearly wants to avoid his grizzly fate). He wants to be in a position of power second only to the Emperor, able to sway Imperial policy and have people love and fear him in equal measure. He is determined to throw down any obstacles in his way to this. There is very little he will not do. Of morals, he has none. He likes to think of himself as a good friend to have and a bad enemy to know. Appearance Titus’ family are not from Italia, although they have resided here now for several generation. The current character’s great, great grandfather originally came from Antioch in Syria and, once citizenship was bestowed on him (in return for a suitable “gift”) he joined the legions of Pompey Magnus then in the region, being discharged just before the civil wars broke out. With his accumulated savings and discharge bonus, he bought land in Picenum in northern Italia and settled here as a farmer. His descendants married locals and, several generations later, they are thoroughly Italianate, even if they do still bear slightly eastern features. Titus has thick black hair, which carries a natural curl. He keeps it cut short in military fashion. His family is wealthy, very much so – in fact probably more so than many a senatorial family. His father was a successful publicani official (private tax collectors used by the State) and amassed such a sum of ready capital that he was able to sell his share in the publicani operation and set himself up in Rome as one of many private bankers, specialising in offering start-up capital to businessmen as well as offering loans to senatorial clients, secured against their landed assets. Being thereby a child of privilege, he has a natural swagger and enjoys dressing well. His clothes are of the latest fashion and are often complemented by extravagant jewellery. As he has followed a military and civil career path, determined to make a mark in politics rather than in finance like his forebears, he has served in various military units since his teenage years. Several decades later, he has been left with a toned and muscular body, like all soldiers, and bears the scars of several near misses in combat. Family Father: Lucius Cornasidius Anatolius Felix (10BCE – 57CE), former Chief Executive of a publican tax collection company in Syria, Galatia, Bithynia and Pontus turned private banker and property speculator in Rome. Mother: Annia Sabina (13CE - ), daughter of Marcus Annius Sabinus, a large landowner with estates in Hispania Beatica and one of the largest importers of Spanish wine into Italia. Brother: Lucius Cornasidius Anatolius (40CE - ), currently succeeded to their late father’s chairmanship of the Cornasidius Private Bank. Sister: Cornasidia Anatolia (50CE - ), unmarried, twin of Cornasidia Sabina Sister: Cornasidia Sabina (50CE - ), unmarried, twin of Cornasidia Anatolia. History Titus was born in 35CE into an equestrian family which had long since been able to raise itself from petty Italian gentry to part of the super-rich clique of the Capital’s business elite. His father, Lucius Cornasidius, had for a long time been on the executive board of a private firm of publicanii which had won a contract from the State to collect direct taxes in (over time) Syria, Galatia, Bithynia and Pontus. In return for ensuring a fixed sum was remitted to the Treasury each year, the firm was entitle to take a percentage extra for themselves and, through fair and foul means, succeeded in maximising (or squeezing dry, however you see it) debt recovery so as to make the individual members very wealthy indeed. His father had the sense to get out early before too many complaints were raised about the firm’s recovery methods. Returning to Rome, he married the daughter of a prominent import magnate and set up the Cornasidius Private Bank, an exclusive banking house offering discerning loans to start-up businessmen as well as private loans to senators. Business was good and he was able to live in great style in the Lower Palatine and raise his four children in the manner of the upper class. In an ideal world he would have liked his eldest son to take after him in the family business. This was not to be. From an early age Titus not only showed no interest in it but in fact a distinct aversion to the business world altogether. A man who never wanted to rock the boat, his father simply let the matter be and instead turned his attentions to his youngest son and groomed him accordingly. This is, however, not to say that he did not support Titus. He thoroughly has done and certainly left him very well provided for in his will. Using his connections, he was able to ensure that Titus was able to be accepted early, despite being in his late teenage years, into the military training programme for sons of the equestrian order. Although the programme was by no means official, it was expected that equestrian males would follow a three stage military command rotation, designed to get a flavour for the various military arms of the State as well as to ensure, through a rotation of placements, exposure to different provinces and climates. The loose training system was known as the Tres Militiae (“the three militaries”). It was expected that the candidate would first enter as a Prefect of a cohort of auxiliary infantry, before moving on to a Tribunate position in a line legion, before finally moving on to command of a cavalry ala, again as Prefect. Thereafter the individual would either more into the civil stream or could return to any of the three services. Three to four years were expected in each rotation. There was little in the way of mentoring – it was sink or swim. Titus relished the chance and excelled at it. He thrived in the disciplined world of the army. A competent, if not an expert, soldier he enjoyed the feel of command. He began his military career in 53CE by being appointed to the newly vacant Prefectship of the Cohors I Montanorum, then stationed in Pannonia and made up from gruff, grizzled, only semi-civilised ex-barbarians who had settled in Illyria and Pannonia from tribes across the Danube. This was a very rough start. The men had little time for being ordered around by a youth barely out of childhood. Petty acts of disobedience were designed to put him off, make him look stupid, have him return to Rome shamed. The men had not taken the correct measure of their officer. When he ordered corporal punishment for the offenders a mutinous riot threatened to break out. Only after Titus killed the ringleader single handed (staving his head in with a lead training weight) did the soldiers subside and – frankly – came to fear the young man who had fought like someone drunk on blood. Enforcing a tough training regime on the men, this paid dividends when he was able to successfully repel several small scale border incursions, being mentioned in dispatches by the governor for leading minor punitive raids on the offending trans-Danube tribes. In 57CE his initial tenure was brought to a close and orders were received for him to take up the position of one of six military Tribunes in the Legio II Augusta, serving as one of several chief military aides to the senatorial legate of the legion. He remained in this position longer than expected due to the reliance the legate came to place in Titus as well as due to his integral role in the administration of the legion. He served with the Augusta from 57CE through until 70CE, during that time serving with active detachments in Britannia and acting as unofficial military attaché to several units there as part of a wider officer training programme designed to learn about native military habits and feed that back to legions elsewhere in the Empire. In 70CE his long overdue rotation orders finally arrived and he left Britannia to serve as Prefect of the Ala Veterana Gallorum, then stationed in Alexandria in Aegyptus and serving as part of the guard of the Prefect of Aegypt, the second most important equestrian official in the Empire. During his time in Alexandria he ingratiated himself with the Prefect who doted on him. He became an unofficial member of the Prefect’s consilium which met to discuss governmental matters of the Nile province. Again, he remained in situ longer than was necessary on account of his close working relationship with the Prefect, who he hoped would somehow advance his career at the right time. It was with much shock that he received word from the Imperial Secretariat that he was to take up position as Subpraefectus of the Ravenna Fleet in 74CE. Immediately he lobbied the Prefect of Aegypt to use whatever influence he had to change this. The Prefect was happy to do anything for the man he fondly referred to as his “darling boy.” Pulling suitable strings (and helped by a series of under the table gifts made out of the legacy left by Titus’ late father), the order was rescinded and in their place came the undoubted promotion to the position of Tribune in the Praetorian Guard – one of the chief officers of the Praetorian Prefect himself and commander of a Praetorian cohort. The ability to be in attendance on the Imperial family itself! Titus could have kissed his benefactor (but he was not that way inclined!). Returning to Rome in the opening weeks of 75CE, Titus has taken up position as one of the Praetorian Tribunes, stationed at the Castra Praetorian and Imperial Palace, although he still uses the family home (now technically owned by his brother and widowed mother) as a base of operations. @Gothic @Anna Lauren | GMT | CPM & Discord
  4. I hope this will reach all the people I have open threads with. I apologize but work and life leave me without muse at the moment. This has been going on all summer and now we're heading into Fall. So I wanted to let everyone know (again) I'm alive and well but stressed and kind of blah. So whatever my characters are up to with yours, I give you my permission to move along and do whatever works best for your character(s) plot wise. Again, apologies for the inconvenience.
  5. Titus was a stoic man. He had not cried, not once - since the first moments when it became clear that the bleeding was sucking the life from his poor wife, until the moment Caesennia's ashes were gathered up, to be placed in a funerary urn and buried beside the marker he had commissioned. He had not cried, but he had grieved, and he grieved still. It had been a week to the day since his twin sons had come into the world, hale and healthy, bawling lustily and hungry for life, while their mother fell deeper and deeper into a lassitude that would never raise. As he held first one and then the other, his eyes had glanced only briefly at their red, wrinkled, squalling faces, and then returned to fix on his lovely wife, her beauty drained and fading, as the physicians and mid-wives tried in vain to staunch the hemorrhage brought on by the birthing process. There was as much blood as he had ever seen, flowing from dying men on the battlefield. He had known almost right away that she was leaving them, that fate was taking her from him, and their children. Little Attia had not even a chance to say good bye, Titus choosing to keep his young daughter from the sight of all that gore, as the others worked to try to save her. All in vain. She had exchanged her own life to bring two others into the world. That was the lot of women, and the men who had participated in the beginning of their end, by creating life, could only watch and mourn. Titus sat in the atrium, a cup of wine held idly in his hand, unconsumed. He had eaten very little in the past seven days. He had kept busy with making what arrangements were needed. Now Caesennia was truly gone from the house, except for the new tablet in the small alcove dedicated to his ancestors. Tia, his daughter, was off somewhere with her nurse, still uncomprehending and almost inconsolable for missing her dear mother. His sons were in the care of a nurse and a wet nurse, a slave hastily purchased for having a baby at her breast and seeming ample milk to spare for two more mouths. He would rouse himself, soon. It was not within him to sit and despair. He had loved his wife dearly. She had been a treasure. But he was not given much to outward displays of feeling. When the slave came to announce that his cousin had appeared, Titus lifted his head and nodded, saying to bring Octavius there, to the atrium, and giving order for more wine and another cup to be brought. He set his own, untouched, on the small table beside him, leaning forward, eyes fixed on the spot where his cousin would soon step through under the covered porch. It was a sad time indeed. But he welcomed Octavius' company. He had news to share beyond what was already known - news he'd not had the chance to relay to his cousin, although he suspected Quintus would have already filled his younger brother in on the appointment which had occurred literally the day before Caesennia had gone into labor. @Gothic
  6. ANTONIA A.L MAIA 33 | 19th March, 41AD | Freedwoman | Tavern Co-owner/Cook/Hostess | Bisexual | Original| Alexius Bledel Personality. Maia likes to see the best in life with its brightness and colours but sometimes life has turn sour on her. The death of her old owner and best friend/lover, Antonia has lead Maia to periods of melancholy at times and a lack of proper husband with his womanising ways has not helped. While she will always care for Lucius she knows that in heart of hearts she does not love him or him her. The only real love in Maia life is their daughter Lucia who she loves dearly. Maia looks a forward to bright future with Lucia and running the Flying Neptune as she starts to head for her mid to late thirties with the chance to make new friends and even maybe another female lover. Appearance Maia is very beautiful with her long chestnut hair that flows down her shoulders, smallish round mouth and her moonlight blue eyes. She often when not working in the kitchen wears bright colourful dresses with simple jewellery and takes care of her slowly ageing features in public. Family Father: Unknown Mother: Flora, Deceased Siblings: None Spouse: Lucius Aemilius Bassus, 34 Children: Aemilia Lucia, 5 Extended family: None Other: Former Owner - Antonia Justa, Deceased History Maia is the daughter of Flora and an unknown father as her mother was a prostitute in Athens, Greece. The owner of Flora was displeased by her pregnancy but allowed her to continue the pregnancy as long as it did not happen ever again.When Maia was one years old, her mother became pregnant once again but her owner was so furious that his orders had been disobeyed that she was beaten to death. He then sold Maia to another brothel owner in Thebes, Greece to become a prostitute when she was older. In 50 AD a nobleman called Decimus Antonius Justus was on his way back home when he passed by Thebes and met Maia who was working as slave girl in the local brothel. Taking note of her beauty and the blue eyes which reminded him of his daughter and also taking pity of such a girl working in such dirty conditions he arranged the purchase of Maia as a handmaiden for his daughter. When young Antonia Justa laid her eyes on the under-nourished and sad-looking Maia she immediately took the young girl under her wing. Over time the relationship between Maia and Antonia has become very strong with Antonia considering Maia not as her slave but her best friend and right hand adviser. Life was beautiful for a while even when Antonia got married but then the worse stuck Maia life when her beloved Antonia died. While crying for days afterwards she was informed by Antonia 's husband that she had been freed in Antonia will and would be hence called Antonia Maia with enough money to get by. Using the money provided she was able to buy a stall selling fruits, nuts and wine in the Emporium Magnum and its was here that meet Lucius Aemilius Bassus, a handsome man whose father was a ship owner and owner of port tavern called The Flying Neptune. After a weekend of passion, lovemaking and drunkenness from her own wine, Maia found herself pregnant with a child. With the insistence of Lucius father who found Maia charming and her patron she was married to Lucius in late 68 AD. Luicus was also given The Flying Neptune to run with Maia as co-owner, chef and hostess. In late May 69 AD, Maia give birth to a baby girl called Aemilia Lucia and so became the proud and loving mother she was now. Padster | UTC | PM
  7. Annia Comna "No one can control me, cuz this is what I'm made of." As per usual the games proved to be a magnificent show and with gladiator's trained at their ludus present Annia was hard pressed to miss out. Besides she had a rather important prospect outside of sitting in the box beside a fellow wife ludus owners wife. She tried gossiping and talking to Annia though the older woman viewed the younger girl as a lesser. She had nothing of use or interest to her and so the fiery redhead kept her eyes locked on the show at hand. With elegance she raised a fan to cool herself off, moving with a strange sort of ease expected of someone from a higher class. Annia always kept her appearance with perfection, not a curl out of place, every stitch of fabric she wore was to play into the current fashion trends of the women of Rome. Even the very way Annia breathed was well calculated by the woman to give her a soft feminine appearance even if it meant she had to take shallow breaths to appear closer to Roman perfection. It would be considered a borderline obsession around her appearance if there wasn't such good reason for it. As the gladiator of her Ludus took his next swing and made contact with the arm of his opponent the crowd around her went into an uproar of cheers. Blood spraying over the sands as the wounded gladiator moved back and swung his net to capture his prey. It was like a deadly dance between the two, a slashing of the blade and a swiping of the spear. Net twisted and tossed as shield deflected attacks. Their dance went on for some time until the sword made purchase and slid into the neck muscles of the other gladiator, blade blood soaked and moving through the other side of flesh. When the blade was withdrawn the opponent backed off, hand to his wound though his legs betrayed him. With a rapid lose of blood he rocked and swayed until the sword was swung with force and in a single cut sliced into his belly. The other gladiator fell to his knees, the crowd standing and roaring in excitement as Annia continued to fan herself, looking a little bored with the bloodshed. True it was a victory for her ludus but the show hadn't been spectacular. "What an impressive match." The other woman's voice held an annoying high pitch tone to it, almost like a stargazing child will poor intellect. Perhaps once upon a time she had been just as infuriatingly bubbly but then again Annia had serious doubts to that. She'd never been a wide eyed innocents. She'd been born, bought, and sold, innocents was not an affliction Annia had ever suffered. "Not impressive enough. I certainly hope your husband has something a little better or our gladiators will cut through your men before noon." She smirked, a smile as sharp as a knife itself and just as painful in the breast of the woman beside her.
  8. Appius A. L. Albinus Ursus 54 | 3 February 30 CE | Freedman | Doctores secutorum | Bisexual | Wanted | Anthony Varrecchia Personality. If limited to “three words to describe yourself”, Tamm might choose “strong, long (of both wind and cock) and hardly ever wrong.” More accurately, he might best be so succinctly summed up as “gruff, rough, and tough.” He is not fancified or refined in any way, shape or form, and seldom minces word or hesitates to tell you what he thinks. You could easily call him crass, or coarse, and not be far off the mark, especially when it comes to his sense of humor. He calls it like he sees it, and knows nothing of tact. His career, completely tied to and orbiting around the brutality of the arena, has certainly made him very tough. He’s definitely a survivor. This of course spills over into the rest of his life. He is very dominant, authoritative, and can be a bit of a bully, because by now, thirty years a trainer, he’s used to being in charge and used to being obeyed. He walks, talks, speaks and moves with self-assurance, which can be quite attractive, in some ways. But confidence in his own skills has make him cocky, even a little egotistical, and proud. Immensely competitive, he can be belligerent, and confrontational, when he, or his fighters, lose, or are insulted in some way. Balanced against this brashness, he is a good friend, and a good mentor. He’s quite sociable, quick to smile, and laugh, and those he likes can always depend on him to lend a hand, lend an ear, or lend a broad back, when needed. Of course, given his “profession”, Tamm displays a natural talent for physicality and kinesics, which he has honed to near perfection over the past 40 years. As a fighter, and a trainer of fighters, he has a tendency to go with his gut more than his intellect, which sometimes backfires on him. He’s not a cerebral person at all. But he has good instincts. Appearance Tamm did not get his nickname – Ursus – for nothing! He does look very much like a bear. He is tall, broad and muscular, and covered with a near pelt of body hair. His body has thickened over the years, but he is still almost all muscle. The flab sort of blends in, around his hips and butt and chest. He is still very much a burly man, and, stripped, can hold his own with many a younger man. His hair is almost all white now, and usually he sports a beard. He’s not a Roman so he prefers not to be mistaken for one. Sharp brown eyes keep a close watch on the world, from under shaggy brows that are still, oddly dark. His mustache and the beard around his mouth are also a steely grey. His 'European caucasian' complexion is quite darkened by 50 plus years of exposure to the sun. His demeanor is that befitting a man who survived the arena and has trained men to fight well and die well. He walks without fear and speaks without concern for good manners and civility, except he shows an adequate amount of respect to those who are his superiors. He is jovial, but only to a point, and he can become quite ferocious, when provoked (which might not take much). He dresses simply, because he is not rich, nor will he ever be. Family Father: Verrax (status unknown; Tamm has not seen him in almost 40 years) Mother: Selba (same) Siblings: He had 4 brothers and 2 sisters, once upon a time. Like his parents, he hasn't seen them since he was 15 and he has no idea if they be dead or alive Spouse: n/a Children: probably a few littered here and there about Rome Extended family: n/a - unless you count the men of the Ludus Other: His long ago owner, from whom he had his freedom and was given his name: Appius A.L. Albinus - who died some years back of old age History Tamm (the name given to him by his parents) was born one of the Treveri, a Belgic tribe that inhabited the lower valley of the Moselle River. Their territories lay in the southern fringes of the Ardennes forest, in modern day Luxembourg, southeast Belgium and western Germany. Of mixed Gallic-Germanic origins, they spoke a Celtic language. The Treveri had an on-again, off-again relationship with the Romans. Having already been subdued, during the Gallic Wars they provided excellent cavalry to Julius Caesar’s auxiliaries. However they later revolted, and then still later turned back to support of the Romans. It took a while, but by the time Tamm was born, though, they were one of the Gallic tribes that had undergone the greatest cultural change since conquest. Having adopted Mediterranean cuisine, clothing and decorative arts, their rural settlements spread across the Moselle Valley. The Treveri had long engaged in trade with lands as far away as Greece, and their graves contained pottery, glassware, jewelry, and even scissors, crafted in faraway places. In addition to their predominantly agricultural life style, they also “mined” iron ore deposits. The name itself – Treveri - has been interpreted as meaning ferryman, for they held the crossing of the Moselle, and worshipped a goddess of the ford, Ritona. Thus Tamm was not born a wild savage, running in animals skins through ancient forests, hunting with a crude spear, barbaric and totally uncivilized. In fact, his family were farmers, as were most of their neighbors, with the occasional merchants or traders among them, including the Romans they lived side by side with. His family lived in a farming village not too far distant from Colonia Augustus Trevororum (modern day Trier) capital of the Roman province of Belgica. It was a tolerably peaceful life, in the decade and a half he slept under the same roof as his parents and brothers and sisters (20 CE to 35 CE). The goings on in the capital city of the Empire seemed far away indeed. But the Roman presence and influence was strongly felt. His family were freemen, Peregrini in the Latin tongue. They were basically free to live as they chose, as long as they broke no Roman laws nor transgressed against the Roman rule. Unfortunately for Tamm, he quite stupidly chose to violate this stricture. When he was fifteen, and desiring to bed and wed a girl he fancied, he entered into a bitter rivalry with another youth his age. They took to challenging one another to feats of ever increasing daring. When it came to stealing a neighbor’s horse – just for a joy ride really, he intended to bring it back – he got caught. The Romans possibly would have crucified him, for being a horse thief. But already, he showed signs of becoming the big, beefy man that he is today. Deciding he might put on a good show in the arena, before he died some violent, horrible death, they shipped him off to Durocortorum, (modern day Reims) in what is now north-east France. It was a sizeable city, not too far away, and the capital of Gallia Belgica. It boasted a large and busy arena, and he was scheduled to die, as one of the damnati ad ludum. A condemned criminal, he’d be hacked to death by someone who was trained to kill. He upset the apple cart, though, and somehow not only managed to survive, but also killed his opponent, with the gladiator's own sword. Having displayed this level of prowess, untrained, Tamm was chosen to be assessed to see if he had the potential to become an actual gladiator. He was sent to a ludus outside of the city and passed his examination by the trainers and the physicians there. After some preliminary trials, it was decided that his size and strength made him a good candidate to train to become a secutor - a chaser - symbolizing Vulcan, because fire always pursues. Secutores fought with a sword, wearing a greave on one arm and one leg, and carrying a heavy shield, the scutum. They were trained to fight against Retiarii - those who fought with a trident and net. Therefore, Tamm would wear a round, unadorned helmet with two small eye holes, to thwart both the ensnaring net and the sharp tines of the trident. He trained vigorously, being kept pretty much as if he was a criminal still, kept under lock and key in the ludus. He was fed a hearty diet of grain and vegetables, no meat, and he continued to grow into manhood, fulfilling his earlier promise of being a big, burly guy. His size, the luxurious body hair that covered his arms, chest and back, and his fighting style earned him the nickname Ursus. He did well, and eventually his owner sold him to a Roman who brought him to Rome, to fight in the fabled arena. It was here, eventually, that he had a dramatic and life changing match with a retiarius who went by the name of Ario. It was a long, drawn out affair that had both men bleeding from a variety of wounds before finally he was netted. He faced down a possible death. But most fortunately, he was instead granted reprieve and then - freedom! His skill had finally won him that which most enslaved men only dream of. Yet here he was, in a city which he knew very little about, having been locked away in the Ludus Gallicus for years. He was no real Roman, and his options for employment were limited. So he did what many men in his situation do - he became a trainer, of secutores, of course. It was not surprising, either, that he became good friends with the man who had held his very life in his hands, for those few, long moments in the arena - Ario - who had also been freed on the same day as himself, and for the same reason. It wasn't instantaneous - Tamm was a proud young man and didn't take lightly to being bested. But he could appreciate skill when he encountered it and, eventually, the two grew quite close. That was years ago, and since that time, Tamm - whose name upon being freed reflected that of his owner, and his Roman nickname - has spent his life primarily within the often insular world of the gladiators. He has freedom to come and go as he pleases, though, and he makes good use of that time, quite enjoying carousing in the taverns and chasing after pretty faces and comely bodies. It's a life that never seemed to lend itself to marriage, or raising children. But it suits him well. He has maintained his friendship with Ario, and others he has met through the years via the ludii. He enjoys training up the youngsters, and tries not to mourn too much for the ones he loses along the way, out on the sand. He is old enough to be considered a bit long in the tooth, by the standards of the day. But he is still hale and hearty and quite fit, and a formidable man to face down, even without a gladius in his hand. Gil | GMT-5 | PM/DM
  9. Adamaris

    Annia Comna

    Annia Comna. 30| 2nd March 34ec | Equite| Wife, Mother, Socialite| Bisexual| Canon | Lucy Lawless Personality. A cunning and brilliant woman she was built for one thing, domination. She's clever, very observant, and can stand her own against most people in a battle of tactic and wits. She's driven and can even be ruthless and brutal when necessary, always keeping one step ahead of her enemies and holding a dagger behind the backs of her friends. No price is too great to her in the game of advancement and climbing the social ladder. As soon as Annia reaches a new rung on the social order she dreams of reaching the next and so on and so forth. Her ability to read people and manipulate those around her has also become a handy skill she lends to her husband with vigor. Though she can shield her darker nature with a charm and grace that makes her lovable and appear like a kind honest woman make no mistake, she's a serpent in the grass. She plays dutiful wife but her husband knows better, she is a valued partner in his business not not shy about getting her hands a little dirty.When it comes to her family her family is her all. She's a very hands on mother, spending a lot of time pruning her daughter for the future and trying to make her understand the importance of being a strong woman but never letting others peg you as strong so you hold the upper hand over them. Canica is her pride and joy but regardless how much she loves her daughter the reality is son's are a greater worth to a man than a thousand little girls. Despite having been matched up by their parents Annia loves her husband, she had no other choice like most woman but to marry him to maintain status and build friendship between houses. Rather than sulk in her family's choice Annia embraced it and has been a dutiful loving wife to him. She wants nothing more than to help him raise their status and in turn raise the worth of their family. She would kill for him and if others ever asked she would never wish to trade him for any other man in all of Rome. It is perhaps this love and dedication to him that has driven her so hard to give him the one thing he's always wanted, a son. She would sacrifice her world for him and in her quest for a son to please him has gone to great extremes. That is however saying some of these extremes may not please her husband entirely if he knew but the problem with Annia is nobody says no to her and no one truly controls her. Sex and passion, as stated she would never love another man like she loves her husband but in her quest to give him his heir she gained a undesired habit. She isn't shy about taking on lovers so long as they are only slaves, gladiators at most. Her rather high sexual drive and hopes to increase her chances to conceive have put her into the bed of her husbands gladiators. Though she would never admit it's a little self serving to her as well she's convinced herself it's only for him, only to make him happy, only to give him a son. If ever she was discovered by her husband she would push her gladiators aside for him in a moments notice though they would be horribly missed. Appearance Annia is considered quite beautiful, a natural brunette with the most stunning crystal blue eyes and ivory skin. She rarely ever wear's her true hair, instead preferring to cover her head with lavished blonde and red wigs decorated in gold and jeweled hair pieces. Annia feels the blonde hair makes her look like the higher born Roman's who typically are blonde where as the red hair makes her look more exotic and elegant, something not commonly found in the great city. Much like the great care she takes in her hair Annia also takes in her clothes. She often times dressed far above her station, wearing bright colors, shades of red, yellow, orange, and purples or blues. Elegant silks and flowing fabric drape her body with a flattering cut. She adorns her neck with fine jewels and is never without several arm bands and bracelets to add an extra flare to her appearance. Many would say a woman such as Annia would make Venus envious. Even when she is alone she is dressed to impress, never letting her appearance fall to the wayside in any situation. The older she gets the more she seems to obsess over her looks as well. Family Father: Spurius Annius Comnu Mother: Lydia Kronossos Siblings: Caius Annius Comnu and Attia Comna Spouse: Titus Justinius Canicus Phiscerus Children: Canica Phiscera Extended family: Tiberius Justinus Canicus Phiscerus and Cambria Phisceria (Deceased) Other: N/A History CHILDHOOD [43CE-55CE]: Born as the youngest of three children Annia was perhaps loved most by her mother and less so by her father. She was the baby of the family and where her brother was her father's pride Annia was her mother's little goddess. Having inherited her mothers beauty and her fathers intellect Annia showed she was an impressive young thing from an early age. Watching her father's engagement with other men in his class Annia aspired to be a woman of tact and business and to share his talents of manipulating and keeping the upper hand. Of course in watching her father's deals and arrangements from dark corners she learned from a very young age, only five years old that she had been bought and sold from the moment she had been born into the world a girl rather than a boy. Annia was another pawn in her father's game and in this game she was the future property of a much older boy, 8 years her elder named Titus Justinius Canicus. Unlike most girls she didn't accept her lot in life right away, instead she convinced herself she would win her freedom by becoming a Gladiator in the arena. In a rather obnoxious daily display she would torment her older brother until he would show her how to fight using a sword and attempted to make herself look like a boy by cutting her hair shorter to her mothers dismay. It placed her father on edge to have his daughter behave with such bizarre behavior and often times it was cut short by her fathers strict rules and constantly having her daughter watched by slaves. To have his daughter playing at being a boy rather than learning her place as a Roman woman. Of course by the time she was 8 years of age her world would be changed when making friends, rather close friends with a girl named Aurelia. She was a lovely young girl, only 2 years older than Annia and rather charming. As her parents would say Aurelia had set a great example for Annia. Teaching her more to be poised and to seek the approval of others than fight against the social tides. Of course the girls became fast friends, nearly inseparable and spending every day together. As Annia grew she allowed herself to mature into a beautiful young girl. Though she wasn't like so many other girls and with great comfort neither was Aurelia. Their friendship ran deeper than even sisters, their friendship was one of deep love and respect. Only at the age of 12 Annia knew she didn't just love Aurelia, she was in love with her and Aurelia too was in love with her. Together the two girls promised each other than no matter what, no matter whom they would marry in the future they would always love the other most of all. TEENAGE TO EARLY ADULT [56CE-62CE]: A forbidden love, kisses from soft red flowered lips. Despite knowing one day she would have to marry a man she hardly knew Annia promised forever that Aurelia would be her only real lover. Two beautiful fawns in the gardens, blooming youthful girls coming into their womanhood. Spring was always a time of romance and wonder to the girls. Annia always playing the charming young guardian to a more fragile and feminine Aurelia. Her hero when young boys tormented her and teased her for her attention, trying to show off their brawn over the young girls brains. They were each other's safety, they were each others worlds. Of course the illusion couldn't last. As years went on and Annia grew more and more into her womanhood her time came closer to when she would leave her family's home and be sent off to her husbands home or the man who would become her husband. She was only 15 when she was placed into his marriage bed and he already 23. Though handsome and dashing Annia couldn't help but feel her heart was breaking. So great a distance was put between herself and her lover. Moved from Carthage to Rome she feared she would never see Aurelia's face again. In her situation most delicate little flowers would have withered away or cried for themselves but not Annia. She stood strong and proud and accepted her face, now the wife of Titus. Annia had been so unprepared to be with a man and for some time would often times find comfort in her personal female slaves. Of course the more time that went the tolerance she once had for Titus became love and dedication. The eagerness to please him playing the dutiful role of wife but always watchful of her steps. She knew even as his wife she held no real power over his world, an unproven little girl playing at being a grown woman. Annia was wise and observed her 'family'. Playing the quiet innocent wife under the house of her husbands parents had proven the wise move. causing too much trouble could have pushed her husbands father to move her from the household and at the same time though already married Annia was still a young girl herself. Hardly as wise in her years as she would have liked to be. In her early years with her husband she was given her most precious slave Ethne, a Celtic girl not much older than Annia herself. With her lost close friendship with Aurelia Ethne became the closest person to Annia, sometimes even closer than her own husband. The one person she would share her deepest secrets with, including secrets of Aurelia and her love for the woman. ADULTHOOD [63CD-73CE]: A child no more, the pain of a woman's duty and the rebellion against the chains. When Annia was 20 years old she felt her status in Titus' world was secured with news of their child. Though Annia had prayed for a son to make her husband happy her prayers would not be answered and what was meant to be a joyous time would become a blood soaked nightmare. The birth of her daughter had been a traumatic one. Just as Annia had been ill prepared to be a wife she had been ill prepared to be a mother in her age and it nearly cost her her life. If the risk of nearly dying hadn't been bad enough she had been shamed further by having a small sickly little baby girl rather than the strong son her husband had wanted. For weeks Annia recovered alone with only Ethne at her side, her feelings towards her child growing to a dark and twisted nature. Canica was already several weeks old when Annia first looked upon her face, sleeping peacefully in her cradle. Her mother dreamed of nothing more than to snuff the life from the baby for being her embarasment. After all she had prayed for a son, sacrificed for a son and she had been given this, this weakling girl child. Intent on smothering her Annia was startled by the child waking and crying, unable to do the deed at the sight of the helpless little creature. Annia held her daughter for the first time to stop her crying and in that moment felt regret and disgust for what she had nearly done, her cold heart melting. It was this moment that so strongly indebted Annia to her daughter, made her the perhaps overly protective mother she had become of her daughter. The lioness who would fight tooth and nail for her child and would make her sickly little girl the most dangerous and primed woman in all of Rome. Because of the traumatic birth it would take over a year for Annia to recover and even then she was forever cursed with the pain that came with trying for another child. A pain that still plagues her, a pain she's fought against and grits her teeth towards it if only to give Titus what he wanted. Yet having her daughter to look after and securing her position in the household with a child Annia stepped up more, coming out of her shell and assisting her husband in his business. Her observant nature had made her just as skilled as he, if not more so because of her cunning and charms. Rather than live her whole life as the pawn of some man Annia would play the game better and make pawns of men to raise her family to higher status and loftier dreams. To give her daughter the future she was never given. To never see Canica sold to the man who's family could bring their own more respect. Her daughter would have Rome in her hands, her daughter would have the world. Things continued as usual, trying to increase their standing and profit as Annia's wisdom and tact improved. When she was 25 however her world was changed again, for the better. Aurelia recently widowed had come to Rome, a woman with a reputation for being a bit of a drinker and party animal and a great beauty loved by all and perhaps in the wrong ways. New of Aurelia's arrival had brought Annia to a joy she never thought she would feel again though her fears dug at her soul. She had never changed her feelings for Aurelia. Despite loving her husband and being ever faithful to him she had always loved Aurelia first and forever, she had kept her promise but would Aurelia have stayed the same? Throwing a party for her dear friend and inviting them to their home Annia tested the waters with great caution seeing her flirt with the eligible bachelors around them, looking for her next husband and causing great pain to Annia. Yet when Annia left the part to go to bed early she was surprised by Aurelia and the warm greeting of fiery passion received in a kiss. Aurelia too had never forgotten and after so many years they were together again. Of course Annia wasn't the only serpent in the house, having offered to let Aurelia stay with them Annia spent her every waking moment with her love. Something that had not gone unnoticed by Ethne. Though Annia did not love Ethne as she did Aurelia that slave had become more than a slave to her and rather a trusted friend and companion. So long as Aurelia was in the home Ethne had become nothing more than a slave to Annia. All her old privileges taken away as Annia didn't have time to dedicate to her. It was betrayal and pain to Ethne, to lose her importance in the household and become no better than the girls used as pleasure and entertainment. Betrayal for betrayal, her lips had been sealed over Annia's feelings for Aurelia but no more would she be quiet. She would tell Titus and watch Annia's world fall down around her. Indeed it would, Aurelia having left the house in secret to fetch something at the market for Annia, a surprise she was attacked by men, surrounded and beaten to death. The death of Aurelia was the hardest thing Annia had ever faced, the love of her life forever gone, beaten and abused in her final moments. Her heart burned with vengeance, the oath she would find who was responsible for this and end them with swift justice. It became her only goal, blood for blood. It was the muttering among her slaves that Annia discovered three of their own slaves had been the men to beat Aurelia and take her life. With haste she told Titus, demanding he give her justice for Aurelia and so justice was given. The slaves were to be put to death in the Arena. A sight to behold, watching them butchered by the proud gladiators. Of course Annia didn't understand what would cause three slaves to attack her lover. She would not give up until all the pieces of the puzzle were revealed. More whisperings from the slaves revealed that Ethne had been envious of Aurelia and had spoken ill of her, the investigation focused on the beautiful Celtic slave. Her most prized possession. It was in her secret watching of Ethne she discovered the woman was afraid Annia would find out and send her to die as she had the other slaves. All the proof Annia would ever need. Revenge would have to be held back for a time, it would not be enough to kill Ethne, she had to suffer, as Aurelia had. Throwing a party to entertain the elite's of Rome Annia without permission of her husband offered up but one slave to entertain the men who had gathered and one alone. For them to do as they wished with her and satisfy their needs, the slave she selected was Ethne. A night of shame, a night of being used and treated like an animal. Something Annia had promised she would never let happen, her Domina had been the hand to force it upon her. Ethne knew in that moment, running to Annia to beg for forgiveness and mercy. Annia seemed at first she would give it but there was no mercy in her heart for what had been done to Aurelia. She beat Ethne to the floor, and pulled a dagger. Ethne desperate to tell Annia that she had informed Titus and that Titus had orchestrated Aurelia's death but her words had been too late. With throat slit Annia watched the woman bleed out on the floor,, her anger settled as Aurelia got her justice. Broken and forever changed, Titus had told Annia he knew of her feelings for Aurelia and with no son in sight there was a threat to their marriage still. Annia swore her love to him, her undying love and loyalty, that she would do anything and everything just to make him happy until the end of her days but this betrayal had cut Titus deeper than she had expected. Under his own roof no less. Annia promised him she would make up for it, she would spend the rest of her life trying to right her wrong to him. Three times a week Annia would go to the temple to pray for the son Titus wanted, the one thing she had failed to give him and still nothing would come of it. As Titus showed less interest in her Annia knew her chances to conceive became smaller and smaller and her greatest shame and threat came to her in the form of Numeria. A threat to end their marriage if Annia could never give him a son. This has pushed Annia to her most desperate measures, a risk to lose everything only to keep her husband and her world. Ada | Central US | DM
  10. CALPURNIA PRAETEXTATA. Thirty-eight | 13 November 36CE | Senatore | Vestal | Heterosexual | Original | Diane Kruger Personality. Calpurnia is a woman that, at first glance, appears completely confident and collected in her actions, even if nothing could be farther from the truth. She often appears to command respect from those around her, whether she is speaking with a slave or someone of noble birth. While she can seem stoic and even indifferent at times, the young woman tends to be very careful about expressing herself and to whom. Even most of the younger Vestals and temple servants can attest that the woman can often silence a room with little more than a sharp or stern look, a trait she supposedly inherited from her veteran father, who military background heavily influenced her childhood. Likewise, she is incredibly strict about the duties of the temple and while this can come off as somewhat harsh, Calpurnia knows the price of failure as a Vestal Virgin better than others and has no desire to see it repeated. However, this can make her something of a task master to those unaccustomed to her methods of benevolent guidance, as she often attempts to mold others into the same disciplined and mature individuals with the same reverence for the goddess that she displays. Fortunately, this is only the mask that she wears as a Vestal and there is far more to the young woman than many would assume. An avid scholar and collector of knowledge, regardless of type, Calpurnia is the type of person that can easily waste the hours away with her nose buried in some sacred text or translating foreign books into Latin, for the soul purpose of simply adding them to her collection. While preserving and protecting such documents is, technically, part of her duty as a Vestal Virgin, it wouldn't be stretching the truth to say that she enjoys the work far more than her other duties. Much of this stems from her natural curiosity, which she was prone to demonstrating as a mischievous child. However, as she has grown into a woman, her fascination with the world around her and the world beyond Rome has only increased. Because Calpurnia has spent the majority of her life locked away as a Vestal Virgin though, she is acutely aware of how lacking she truly is when it comes to understanding others and longs to truly connect with someone that is worthy of her devotion. She is no stranger to scholarly debate though, and will often engage those who manage to catch her interest or who often come to the Temple to make offerings. Her primary downfall is that, despite her best intention, she can often become rather dependent on those closest to her. This is especially true when mentioning the other Vestals or a member of her family. Often prone to thinking of the happiness of others first, Calpurnia then tends to construct her own life around their wants or desires, rather than trusting her own intuition. This could likely be the true root cause for Calpurnia's bad habit of escaping into her work or a good book, rather than facing her own demons or expressing her own desires. Above any other sin, the young woman has a deep-seeded fear of failing in her duties, both as a Vestal Virgin and the daughter of a noble family. Even now, her carefully crafted mask threatens to shatter under the pressure, baring the weight of the world in obedient silence, unwilling to become a burden to those she cherishes or to face the bitter sting of their scorn. The nightmares of that horrible and traumatic night, however, still continue to haunt Calpurnia. She has never been able to shake the feeling of helplessness over being forced to witness the shame and dismissal of an innocent person that she had once admired and cared about, too weak and powerless to say so much as raise her voice in protest . Unable to express her feelings of bitterness and self-loathing, she has chosen to bury them, just as she was taught. Because in Rome, to trust others is to invite betrayal. In truth, she desires nothing more than to be free from her vow, to see the world and the wonders that she has read about in her books, and prays that the gods are somehow merciful towards her. That perhaps, they would send her someone that could understand her feelings, or who at the very least, could accept her from the wretched creature that she's become in the name of duty and sacrifice. Appearance Standing at an impressive five foot six inches, there are many who would remark on the woman's commanding presence and stunning beauty. She posses long, curly blonde hair that when undone can fall to the lower back in length. For the most part though, it is often worn up in an ornate fashion in the traditional six braids. Among the braids, Calpurnia also wears the sacred Vittae, a cloth ribbon that is worn by all Vestals and is meant to tie the back, keeping it away from the face and commonly referred to as filet or headband. When necessary, she also wears the Suffibulum, a type of veil that resembles a head scarf that is short with red and white corners underneath, particularly when performing sacrifices or specific rituals about the temple. The Vestal garments that she often wears consists of a tight band, often worn about the chest, which lies beneath a simple tunica interior or subucula, a chemise that is often worn next to the skin in and comes down to the knee. These tunics are known to have purple border called an insitia. Outside and worn over them is a golden cord or girdle that is meant to support the breasts and is called a stophium. Over the previous attire, Capurnia also wears the traditional stola, which reaches down to the ankles and is kept in place with a golden brooch, a final gift from her brother, before she was taken into the temple. Whenever she goes out into public, she is also known for wearing a palla, a long shaw that is often worn over the left should that is meant to present an heir of modesty and temperance, even though it tends to make her stand out. Despite all her traditional attire that is meant to conceal the Vestal Virgin, Calpurnia is still considered to be a rather attractive woman, regardless of the fact that she is well into her mid-thirties. With fair skin unblemished by the sun and a striking pair of azure blue eyes, whose color seems to resemble the water of the Mediterranean, it rumored that her appearance was a gift from the goddess. It's often hard to judge her figure, as she is often covered in layers of clothing, but in truth, Calpurnia is built more befitting a nymph that a priestess. Last, but not least, her slender feet are often seen wearing white sandals, which are made from the hides of animals sacrificed at the temple. Family Father: Tiberius Calpurnius Praetextatus (alive) Mother: Aurelia Faustina (alive) Siblings: Older Brother: Aulus Calpurnius Praetextatus (alive) Spouse: None Children: None Extended family: The other Vestals who attend the temple. Other: None History [36CE -45CE ] BIRTH & CHILDHOOD: Calpurnia was born among the Aventine Hill in 36CE, the second born child of a family that could trace it's lines back to the founding of Rome. Her father, Tiberius, was both a Senatore and veteran of the great wars, serving in various positions with the legions in the past conflicts that had brought him both success and notoriety. Given their vast wealth, she was given a proper education, with the intent that she would one day marry to further extend her family's political connections. She learned to read and write, to speak various languages, and even to play music and traditional festival dances. Calpurnia proved to be a good student and even as a child, had a deep fondness for books. Perhaps, this was because her only real friend was her older brother, Aulus. The two would often play together, exploring the streets of Rome and the vast gardens, since their parents were often busy with other matters and tended to leave the two at home on most excursion. Nevertheless, the two dreamed of seeing the world and Aulus was left to reign in his sister's notion for finding trouble or preventing various attempts at exploring Rome's streets alone. Due to troubles with her second labor, Calpunia's mother, Aurelia decided to hold off on another birth on the advise of her servants and Midwife. After all, she had successfully given Tiberius a strong son and a lovely daughter to carry on their legacy, so she had fulfilled her duty. However, in the fall of 45 CE, amid political upheaval and troubles in Rome, it was announced that a new Vestal must be chosen from among Rome's great families. At nine years old, Calpurnia fell into the qualifications of a potential Vestal; both her parents were still alive and she had never shown any signs of mental or physical illness. However, when the lots were cast and fallen her, there was a deafening silence among her family. Nevertheless, in her last moments with her family, they were quick to reassure Calpurnia that was what the gods had wanted for her. All to aware of the great sacrifice that they would making and wishing to honor sacred tradition, it should have been an honor, but in a strange twist felt more like a funeral. While she was initially uncertain how to feel, her parents reassured the young child that the choice meant that the goddess had a great destiny in store in store and she would receive great esteem, serving both the divine and the people of Rome. Immediately after bidding farewell to her parents and her older brother, Calpurnia was escorted to the temple and immediately began her training among the other Vestals, learning to tend to the sacred flame and fetch the water from the sacred spring. She also learned the elaborate rituals that she would one day be expected to perform. When it came to her training, she was quite strict, but on rare occasions when she was allowed free-time, Calprunia would remember the lesson from her brother and various tutors. She would continue to seek out the knowledge from every book and scroll that she could get her hands on, until storing the various volumes in the temple proved trouble. Believing that this information would allow her to fulfill her role more efficiently though, she strove to be more diligent that those that came before and was strict in her adherence to maintaining ritual purity. [46CE -70CE ] TEENAGE & YOUNG ADULT: Fractures and a waves of political discord continued to reach her ears, but for the next ten years she served as a student. Behind the walls of the temple, thanks to Roman law, they are assumed to be safe and untouchable. Calpurnia eventually earns her place among the others Vestals, taking over many of the role in her second decade as a Vestal by becoming a teacher and mentoring those younger than herself. She hears rumors that her older brother, Aulus, has joined the army to help support the legions that continue to fight in the various corners of the Empire. He occasionally writes her letters and sends small gifts, but she has not seen him since childhood and misses him terribly. In July of 62CE, Rome erupts into chaos with riots breaking out in every corner of the city. In an act she once thought was unthinkable, Publius Cotta stormed the temple and kidnapped one of her fellow Vestals. The only crime the young woman had committed was attempting to shield her sister Vestals, including Calpurnia, from the craze man that had been hellbent on his revenge. Despite their pleas of mercy, there was nothing that the Vestals could do. They had no weapons or great skill in combat, all they could do was cower within the walls of the Temple and pray. One month later, their prayers were answered when Cotta's own men rose up against him for harming a Vestal and murdered him. The young woman was returned, but with suspicion growing on whether she was still a qualified to be a Vestal, the Temple decided to quietly dismiss her from the Order. Despite having no fault in what had happened and the cost of remaining being a death sentence, the former Vestal was informally ushered out of Rome and allowed to disappear in an attempt to spare her the grim fate that awaited those whose vows had been broken. To say that it took a toll on Calpurnia would have been an incredible understatement, when performing what was necessary for her duties, she would withdraw into her books and to the games of strategy that she would often play. According to the rumors, this event was what created the stoic and overly serious creature that many know today. [70CE -74CE ] ADULTHOOD & CURRENT: After twenty-nine years of service to the Goddess, Calpurnia is now faced with a multitude of new questions, such as what to do after it's all over? Should she marry herself to a wealthy husband and finally bare children, or remain a servant of gods and commit herself to the various works of charity that are needed around the empire? Such questions have left her at a crossroads, and in an attempt to reconnect with her brother, Aulus, has sent him letters in hopes that he will come to visit. After having witnessed Rome's previous turmoil though, she has set in her mind to help her family in building alliances and protections against the criminal and rebellious elements. Given her current her status and habit for rubbing shoulders with the oldest and most powerful families in Rome, this is no difficult task. In the meantime, her collection of books and scrolls from various corners of the Empire has long since outgrown her abode at the Temple. To remedy this issue of necessary storage space, Calpurnia has purchased and now owns a small villa and estate nestled among the homes of Rome's elite. Among these books are a collection of sacred text, historical accounts, wills, and even deeds that have been entrusted to the Vestal for safe keeping and preservation. At present, she is one of the few women in Rome that can claim to owning property. The library is considered to be one of her greatest accomplishment, her true pride and joy, outside of being a Vestal. She one day hopes to be able to share this knowledge with the world, but for now is content to hoard her treasure, which she loves to read in secret when she is not busy perform ceremonial rites or mentoring the latest additions to the Temple. AZRAELGRIM | US CENTRAL | DISCORD OR PM
  11. Atrice

    Helenus

    HELENUS. 21 | 2nd February, 53 AD | Slave | Capsarii – Thermae slave | Bisexual | Original | Pama Hema-Taylor Personality. Helenus has always done everything he can to be a good slave; he's very obedient and very inferior. His mother taught him from an early age, that a slave who does as told and carries out his job well, he is a slave who will be rewarded and maybe one day earn his freedom. She was born free and Helenus longs to be free. So he has worked well all of his life, no matter the task, no matter how different his jobs have been. As a person, Helenus is very friendly and kind, he likes to make people smile and he likes to have fun. He’s very down-to-Earth and easy to talk to – and he likes making new friends. He can even be quite the romantic young man sometimes, if he adores someone. All this is good, because apparently, this makes him appear trustworthy… and he wants to be trustworthy, even if it’s a lie. As a capsarii and a thief, he’s actually the type who will talk sweetly to you one moment and as soon as you’re out of his sight… he’ll look through your purse and your belongings to see if you have anything of worth. Not that he enjoys being a thief. It was not something he chose, but something that was set in motion for him and something he does because he has to – Helenus is under a lot of pressure, because he is both an imperial slave and works illegally for a gang. Yet if he does not carry out his job as ordered, he knows he’ll meet a whip, a beating or maybe even something worse. And if he’s found out, it’s the same option. So he has become good at being a thief; he has become good at playing pretend, acting, lying and stealing – because he has to be. Helenus tries to be a good slave and hopes for the best. What else can he do? Appearance Helenus stands just about 5’8” tall and is slender with a well-built and somewhat youthful appearing body. His skin is not entirely pale and he has brown eyes and dark brown hair. He has learned that people like to touch his hair, so he keeps it long and either in an actual ponytail or in an updo with half of his hair still hanging down his shoulders and back. He has kind eyes and a winning smile that is genuine, even when it isn't. When he works in the thermae, he often wears nothing else but a loincloth or maybe a sleeveless tunica. When he leaves, he will of course wear more than this, but he’s no wealthy slave and does not own a great lot of clothes or items. Just by looking at him, it is easy to tell he’s a slave. Family Father: Perseus (deceased) Mother: Elena (41, alive, unknown whereabouts) Siblings: N/A Spouse: N/A Children: N/A Extended family: N/A Other: History Helenus’ parents were both servus publicus - slaves belonging to the Roman Empire and its people. Many slaves belonged to individual Romans, but even more belonged to the Empire and Helenus’ parents were such slaves. His father was a construction worker and his mother was one of the many women serving the construction workers – she cooked and cleaned in their living areas. As such, they were pretty free even though they were slaves. They were both free-born, from each their part of the ever-growing Roman Empire, but Helenus was not that lucky. His parents met as slaves in Rome, came to like each other and were allowed to stay together and they got married. And through their union came a son. He grew up with his mother and among other children of slaves and it was the only life he knew – at first with his mother, and when he was old enough, he’d help out his father, fetching tools and doing other simple tasks. He wasn’t very fond of it though, but he did as he was told. If he did as told, he would be treated well, that’s what his mother said. Of course he admired the workers, who could climb so high and did such a dangerous job! But sometimes constructions or scaffolding would collapse and he soon came to fear he’d see his father die, as many others had done before him – and it did indeed happen, when Helenus was 9 years old. His father was up high on a scaffold when it fell down – four men died and Helenus’ father was one of them. After this, Helenus was even less interested in working with constructions, and luckily an overseer took a liking to the young boy and took him in. Now instead of helping out the workers, Helenus’ was the man’s personal slave and after a few years, Helenus served his overseer in every possible way. He knew he had no say in it and while he didn’t enjoy it at first, he learned to. It was either that or something worse, and he preferred being treated well. After he had gotten used to his new superior, Helenus actually became quite fond of him. It probably wasn’t healthy, but Helenus had a crush on his overseer and of course believed the man would keep his many promises, of course also the one that included Helenus being set free. It didn’t happen, of course. When Helenus was 14 years old, the team of workers were relocated away from Rome. Helenus’ mother had to go with the team and the overseer too. Helenus was however going to stay in Rome. He was young, attractive and had soft hands still. His overseer knew people in the gangs of Rome and made sure Helenus got, what he believed was a good job instead. Helenus’ heart was broken, when the overseer left and didn’t look back. And he was then soon put to work in one of the city’s thermae and at first, it was fine. He was a capsarii, taking care of people’s clothes and personal items when they entered the thermae. He could bathe and talk to people and he actually liked it. But others knew his name and after a few months, actually doing what he was supposed to do – of course along with certain other tasks a thermae slave would be asked to do - the Servian Gang contacted him and Helenus was taught how to pickpocket and steal... and he was instructed to steal for them. He had no choice. Again, it was either that, or something worse. And he preferred to be treated well. He did as he was told, no matter who told him, for Helenus still had hope, despite everything. If he was good at what he did – and he was, he was a good thief! – he might end up in a better place. And no matter what, he hopes for that. Working in such a warm and moist place is not doing great things for his health. On top of that, he’s learned that people are indeed aware that the thermae slaves would be thieves… and he fears every day that someone will find out about his undercover job for the gangs and he’ll end up in the arena with lions or something worse. He feels like a fly caught between two fingers and if he wriggles just a little, he will be crushed, one way or the other. Still for some reason, Helenus hopes for freedom and maybe even love. He has been in the thermae a little more than 6 years now and really still does prefer to be treated well! Atrice | GMT+1 | PM or Discord
  12. Caius Lupus. forty four | day month year | Plebeian | Fast food vendor | Hetroflexible | Original | Russell Crowe Personality. Loves to gossip and complain about how hard he works. He spends a lot of time complaining about the youth of today, and how there is no respect. Despite his lazy behaviour the rest of the time. Caius is hard-working when it comes to his business. He believes himself attractive to others yet his behaviour often means he is left without. Caius believes himself to be a true Roman, a proper Roman, and believes he knows everything about how the empire should be run. He is also known for his loud rants and tirades that can be either highly irritating or entertaining for his guests. Caius is often impatient and angry with his slaves for not working hard enough. It is his goal for his daughters to marry up or as best as they possibly can. Unfortunately, it has also meant that he rarely lets the pair of them out of his sight and can be incredibly controlling with them. He does not do it out of hatred but from his own idea of love. The loss of his mother has made him determined to ensure his daughters do well. Everything depends on them now. Appearance Five foot tall and has the appearance of being wider than he is. He has a stocky build, muscular but with a pot belly from too much sampling of the food. His hair was once a dark brown that has faded to a brassy brown colour with flecks of grey and his skin is red from being so close to heat for so long. While his clothing is of reasonable quality, it is usually covered in grease from his time cooking and has scars from burns up his arms. While it was quite "unRoman" to have a beard beyond the normal mourning period. He is still grieving for the loss of his wife. Family Father: Gaius Lupus (deceased) Mother: Gaia Artemisia (deceased) Siblings: Gaia Lupa (deceased) Titus Lupus (in the legions somewhere) Gaius Lupus Minor (deceased) (the rest died of early childhood illness). Spouse: Sergia Ostinia. Widowed. Children: Caia Lupa. Sergia Lupa. Stillborn, wife died too. Extended family: Open, will likely be made into wanteds. Other: Slaves: Wanted ad. History Caius was born into the crowded insulae and soon found himself joined by other siblings who often died young. His father worked on the various projects of the Caesars while his mother worked to sell things at the market. This meant he spend a majority of his time with his mother. He helped her sell, cleaned storefronts, and did anything he could to help. The rent of the property was high. Their family lived in the poorest part of the building, up the very top and there was always the risk of fire. Determined to make something of his life, he ended up getting a job in a poppina. One of the many in Rome and began to work. The hours were incredibly long. Yet he was never drawn into the life of crime or anything else. Only through grit and hard work would he ever prosper. He married his childhood sweetheart in a ceremony when they were both fairly young. Eventually, he was able to rent a decent spot with a landlord who was not corrupt nor try to put his hand up his wife's skirts. His business soon profited with fried foods and something similar to a hamburger. Bread, minced meat, a few spices, cheese, and served up to guests as they ran by. The business was profitable yet it meant that he would end up needing to pay protection money to the gangs to ensure that "other gangs" did not cause any issues for him. Fortunately, he did not get caught up in the civil wars that ended up causing many to lose their assets, and lives. Eventually, he was able to involve himself in the patronage system that gave him access to a loan and a place to open up, "Food of Wolves" (Cibus autem lupi) and has the slogan. "Food for true sons of the wolf." After the passing of his wife he has been working hard to ensure that his daughters would have proper dowries in order to ensure that they married the best quality men possible. And naturally, he has an opinion on anything and everything. Even if it is something he is not particularly educated about it. Gothy | | PM or DM.
  13. Gil

    Caia Lupa

    CAIA LUPA 20 | 15 August, 53 CE | Plebian | Food Stall Worker | Heterosexual | Original | Maeva G. Marshall Personality. Caia is a quiet young woman, who typically keeps her thoughts to herself. This is easy to do, seeing as her father is quite happy to fill the space around the food stall with his own loud voice, with complaints, greetings, sales tactics, shouting at the slaves, and opinions most of all. It suits her to go about her duties in near silence, only speaking when asked a direct question, and trying to blend into the background usually. Most of this is due to shyness, and most of that is due to her freckles. Love 'em or hate 'em, she has them in abundance, and in a very queer looking band that slashes right across her otherwise pretty face. She was told by her mother that they were not present when she was born, as is natural for freckles, that bloom with the sun. Nor did she have them as a young child, until she fell ill, when she was around three or four years of age. It was her mother's opinion that the illness was the cause of the large, dark, irregularly shaped marks that appeared, and more specifically, a curse. But howsoever they formed, Caia can not really remember a time when she was without them. Growing up, she was teased quite a lot for them. So she became quite shy, and would have stayed hidden inside the family home, if her parents had allowed her to. But her mother forced her, in a loving way, to stiffen her backbone and face the world with a level look, if not exactly a bold one. She didn't want her oldest child to live in fear of the world. Besides, the family needed her to help with the food stall. They could ill afford to support one who made no contribution to the family's well being. As Caia grew into her teens, she turned to trying to erase the marks from her face. She felt anger that she would be so set apart from the other girls. For a while, she was a bit rebellious, to the point of stealing from her own parents in order to buy the crack pot "remedies" to "cure" her "blemished" skin. Once again, it was her mother's stern but well intentioned hand that took a firm grip on the girl and shook some sense into her, both metaphorically and literally! Caia settled back down, and to be quite honest, suffered from a spate of melancholia, as she became convinced that no man would ever want her and she would spend her whole life working away in the food stall. Then, sadly, her mother passed away, giving birth to a third child, whom the gods also saw fit to take from them. Oh it was a terrible time, and Caia grieved as deeply, if not more so, then her father and her one surviving younger sister. But with the work of the business increased by the loss of those capable hands, and head, Caia was needed more than ever, and she threw herself into the work. Over time, it just became habit, to be there, at her father's side, helping to run the show, a silent partner as it seemed. However Caius looks upon his eldest child, Caia sees herself as being her dad's right hand, and has the belief that, if she wasn't there, the business and he would suffer greatly. Thus, the long ago conviction that she formed, that she would never marry, grates less and no longer leaves her bitter over her appearance. In truth, she doesn't think too much about the freckles, and she doesn't think much about how she looks at all. She keeps neat and clean, and in all other respects has the appearance of a respectable plebian woman. But the shyness that took hold so long ago remains, and as she goes about her business, quite capably, she tries not to draw attention to herself, and always lets her dad be the seen, and heard, captain of their little enterprise. Appearance Much is said about her appearance above. But to amplify, Caia is an average looking young woman - some might even call her pretty - whose face is almost branded with a swath of exceptionally large, dark "freckles." These appeared after an illness when she was about 3 years old. They aren't like normal freckles, in that they don't seem to be the product of sunlight on her skin. They are confined just to this band on her face, which does not include her forehead or her chin. They never fade, and she does not have freckles elsewhere on her body. It's strange, to say the least. Otherwise, she is a normal looking woman, with olive skin and long, dark hair. Her eyes are a medium brown, fringed with long, dark lashes and set under rather messy eyebrows. They are perhaps bigger than most adults' eyes, and give her a slightly waifish look, set as they are in her thin face. She has generous lips as well, a pretty shade of pink. Her body is slender, with some curves, and she is of average height. Her movements are graceful but efficient. She is stronger than she looks, due to lot of heavy lifting. her expression is typically that of an observer, looking out onto the world. Due to her shyness, she tries to avoid catching people's eyes. When she smiles, it's very pretty. But most often, she looks impassive, or sometimes pensive. Family Father: Caius Lupus Mother: Sergia Ostinia Siblings: Spouse: na/ Children: na/ Extended family: Other: History Birth - childhood [53 - 64 CE] Caia's birth was unremarkable, other than it was a time of celebration for her parents. Their first child, with mother and baby coming through without incident, was indeed something to be happy about. She was a very normal baby, who didn't do anything in the extreme. She ate, she slept, she grew in a normal way. Her parents both seemed quite delighted with her, in the way a Roman family would be. She was raised with love, but also with order and a normal amount of discipline and expectations for her behavior. She was brought to their food stall as a babe and was raised right alongside her hard working parents. It was her bad luck, her mother would often later claim, that she should have been there on the day the woman cast the evil eye on her. But where else would she have been, Caia often later thought, when she considered her mother's theory for her horrible freckles. Apparently, the woman was dissatisfied with some food item she'd purchased from the stall, claiming it had made her sick. Caia's mother was offended and said their food was always of the highest quality. Irked, the woman stood right in front of her, and cast the evil eye with her hand gestures. Four months later, to the day, Caia's mother always claimed, Caia fell ill, with a fever. It was also on the seventeenth day of the month, which was an unlucky number, connoting possible death (XVII can be scrambled to spell VIXI, or vixi, "I lived" or, in the perfect tense "My life is over.") Her mother said the reason the curse fell on little Caia, and not herself, was a mirror that she had (vainly) kept nailed to one part of the stand. The curse must have ricocheted, and struck the child, who was playing behind her mom. In any case, whatever the cause of the illness, it lasted some days, with the child burning hot. Various "medications" and blessings were sought from healers and priests. The fever finally broke, and the next day, the spots began to appear. Only a few the first day, they blossomed, like a field of flowers in spring. Running riot across her nose, her cheeks, even her eyelids, they were no normal freckles. Her forehead and chin were spared, as was the rest of her body. Otherwise, the little girl soon looked the picture of health and was up and running about again. But those spots would change her, forever. Her life still ran like that of most little girls of the time, given her family's status and location. But as she grew, Caia was to learn that her freckles marked her as an easy target for teasing. She might cry. She might rage. She might even occasionally fling herself at her tormentors (the other children who should have been her playmates). Some were cruel. Some less so. She was not without friends and allies, for she was a docile thing when not being picked on. Her mother told her all she could do was accept herself as the gods had seen fit to make her and to keep her chin up. Caia never exactly got used to the teasing. But she did learn to at least pretend to ignore it. It still hurt. She just tried to not let that show. She grew quite shy, and would have preferred to stay inside and hidden. But her mother wouldn't allow it. She had to help out at the food stall. She just had to learn to cope. Towards the end of her young childhood, there came a reason for the whole family to go into hiding - the terrible Civil War that broke out and the bloodshed that occurred right in Rome itself. Of course, they couldn't really hide. Life had to go on, no matter the struggle that was happening at a level far above their heads. It was a horrible time of fear and anxiety for Caia, though, and it left her prone to troubled sleep and nightmares, which persist even into her adulthood. Pre-teen to early teens [64 - 67 CE] Approaching the age where the distinction between boys and girls, men and women, was becoming crystalized in her mind, Caia became accutely aware of how her freckles were going to affect her prospects of finding a husband. What man would want a wife who was so blemished? She became really angry, that she should have been so unlucky to be so marked, and she sought ways to remove or hide the spots on her face. Oh, the torment she put her poor face through! Roman women valued a clear, white skin. There were ample products that claimed to bestow such upon the user. When her mother refused to indulge her wild desperation to try such things, Caia resorted to theft - even stealing coins from her own parents to buy some exotic cosmetics. She got caught, and punished, and her mother was quite stern and emphatic. Caia just had to accept her fate. Pray to the gods, if she wanted to, but they would not tolerate her turning into a thief! Eventually, Caia settled down. Nothing had made a bit of difference anyway. She did come to accept it - the fact that no man would ever want her. She cried, a lot. But she gave in, because at heart, she really was not a rebel. She matured, passing from child to woman, and she convinced herself that her place was by her parents' side, helping them, helping herself and her younger sister, to make the business thrive and grow. She was content, and thoughts of marriage were driven from her mind by a surprisingly strong inner will. Mid-teens to young adult [67 - 74 CE] A few years passed, and she had reached the early end of the age when a young woman might expect to receive some marriage proposals. But none came, other than from another street vendor who was an acquaintance of her father and old enough to be her own grandfather! Caia was not even made aware of the offer. Her parents turned the old coot down cold. They loved their oldest child very much and would not push her off onto any man just to see her married. In fact, she had become a very valuable member of the family business and they seemed happy to have her about. Caia herself seemed content, and another year had passed with nothing of import occurring. But when she was sixteen, a terrible thing happened. Her mother became pregnant, which was at first a cause for joy. Perhaps Caius would finally have a son! But the pregnancy wasn't an easy one. Giving birth to their second child - Caia's younger sister - had been difficult, and as her mother's time approached to deliver this third child, Caia made daily prayers and offerings to Juno Lucina for her health. Unfortunately, the delivery was a frightful mess. Caia is not likely to ever forget the agony her mother endured. Sadly, her mother gave birth finally to a boy infant who had perished in the prolonged ordeal. And then, horrifically, within the hour, Caia's mother passed from them, having lost too much blood to survive. It was shocking, and almost unbelievable. It threw the whole family into turmoil and Caia was hit hard. She'd always been very, very close to her mother, and her loss left a deep, painful gap in the girl's heart. But as always, life had to go on. Numb at first, Caia just went through the motions of helping her father at the food stall. Her mother's absence was palpable. Bit by bit, month by month, Caia crawled back out of her grief. It never went away, of course. But she eventually put her loss in the perspective of how, due to her 'disfiguring' spots, and thus the seeming 'impossibility' of marriage, she could be there for her father when he needed her most. She couldn't take her mother's place, of course, in Caius' heart. But she could be by his side helping to run the business, and give him the love and affection of a good daughter. She had long ago accepted that she would never have a husband and children of her own. Being a good daughter was not a second best - it was her pride and her position and she would embrace it wholeheartedly. Four years later finds her doing just that - working every day in the food stall, and being there for her dad. Now that her mother is no longer with them, Caia is less able to "hide' in the background. But by now, she really doesn't try to hard. She's too busy working! Gil | GMT-5 | PM or Discord/DM
  14. Lou

    Oppia Nitra

    OPPIA NITRA 25 | 26th-August -48CE| Equite | Gang Leader of the Mandatum | Bisexual | Canon | Ruth Negga Personality. Oppia Nitra is a woman who seems to have come out of nowhere to claim the leadership of the Mandatum, but in truth, she had been there for a while patiently waiting, hiding in plain sight for the opportunity to claim what she felt was rightfully hers. It was simply that no one believed the meek and timid woman could shake up the order of things, and even today, most people are convinced she is merely a puppet for her husband or brother, and that is it actually one of them who leads the Mandatum. Oppia is ok with that: the more people underestimate her, the more that she is able to grow her business and establish herself. Truth be told, Oppia is not the typical gang leader. Kind and unassuming, she leads the Mandatum with a gentle but firm hand. She truly loves and cares for those who work with and under her, often referring to them as a family. She is a quiet and polite person and greets everyone, friends and foes alike, with a smile. Not a violent person, but understands the necessity of it. She rose to power with blood, after all. Intelligent and patient, Oppia slowly achieves her ends by carefully positioning herself so that when it is time to make her move, her opponents stand little chance to come out on top. Watchful, Oppia pays attention to what is going on around her, always taking notes in her head and listening closely to the whispers. People's words when they whisper in one's ear often says more than words meant for all ears to hear. She is always on guard and always planning. Appearance Standing at 5'3", Oppia has a slender frame but is not stickly. Her body is graced with womanly curves, albeit they are on the smaller side. Her light brown skin is free of marks, save for a scar on her upper right thigh that she received while gathering information for the Mandatum. It spans about 4 inches across. Oppia's soft and protruding facial features make her an attractive woman but not in a way that makes her stand it. She lacks the exotic features that would make her distinguishable from the rest of the women of Rome. Underneath well-groomed brows, sit slightly sunken, walnut brown almond-shaped eyes framed by long, black lashes. Freckles and beauty marks lightly dust her face. Curly, coarse raven hair falls about mid-back and is often kept in a braid or pinned up. Rarely, does she keep it down and loose. She is usually seen with makeup, her eyes lined and lips painted, for she finds it easier disappear when her face is free and pure. Oppia's style varies day by day, depending on the occasion. When at home and the company of those she considers family, Oppia prefers practical and comfortable attire, a tunica and comfortable sandals. In the warmer months, she tends to forego the sandals altogether. In the city or conducting business, Oppia will opt for the outfit that is most appropriate for the situation. While her closest is not huge, she has traditional white, but she also has a few festive and vibrant options as well. Father: Unknown Mother: Mneme Vera Siblings: Brother: Oppius Nitrus, Sister: Oppia Mnema Spouse: Quintus Atius Lepidus Children: None yet, but she is being pressured to have one Extended family: Long lost uncle - Oppia does not know what happened to him Other: History CHILDHOOD [48-59]: Born to Mneme Vera and an unknown father. A fierce and strong woman, Mneme was one of the few women who managed to make a name for herself, instead of living in the shadows of a man. She founded the Mandatum and was a force of a woman. Oppia from an early age looked up to her mother. By the time she was seven, her mother had brought into the world two wonderful younger siblings: Oppius Nitrus and Oppia Mnema. Her childhood was rather uneventful. She learned to read, write and basic arithmetic, which she found numbers to be the most fascinating. Around the age of 10, Oppia started to become quite watchful of her mother and how she handled life. Always quiet as a mouse, she'd end up in places she wasn't meant to be so that she could catch a glimpse of her mother at work. It didn't take long for her to be noticed and ushered home. Her mother was a fascinating being, and Oppia couldn't help but wonder how a girl could keep up with the boys. TEENAGE TO EARLY ADULT [61 to 68]: As tensions grew in Rome, tensions grew in the Vera household. Her siblings were too young to notice the change, but Oppia saw it clear as day, and as Rome slipped into a civil war, Mneme slipped away from existence. The last time Oppia saw her mother, the woman whispered words of strength and resilience in her ear. Mneme disappeared without a trace, and it is still unknown to Oppia if her mother is alive or dead. Oppia Nitra officially joined the Mandatum when she was seventeen years, acting as a messenger and spy of sorts. A girl who was able to blend into the background, becoming invisible to the eyes of men and women alike. Shy and timid, no one thought anything of her; no one bothered to get to know her, except one — a woman who had been close to her mother in Mandatum's founding days. Antonia reached out to Oppia, and before long, she found her first ally. A year later she married Antonia's son Quintus, and although was a marriage of strategy, not of love, the two managed to come to a mutual appreciation of each other, but that is all it was. Nothing more. The murder of Marcellus Severus brought forth a split amongst the different factions of the gang and their leaders; the Mandatum was amongst those warring for power. Only 20 years old, Oppia did not expect the opportunity to come so soon, but she could not stand by and watch the Mandatum crumble as different factions fought for power and control. The gang would not stand a chance with the current leader, so Oppia Nitra plotted to take what was rightfully hers. Waiting to strike, so that the Mandatum would not crumble in the exchange of power as many of the other factions had, she overthrew the gang leader with blood. It caught many by surprise, but when it was revealed that she was the forgotten child of Mneme Vera, the rest quickly fell into line. ADULTHOOD [69 to Current]: Once she had taken control, Oppia sought out to strengthen the Mandatum's place in Rome by first taking over the Syndicate's territories whose grasp over them had been weakened by its collapse. The new leader, although young and inexperienced, proved herself as she pressed into new territories with care and not greed, stopping once Marcellus Severus Minor, the son of the fallen leader, took control brought order back to the Syndicate. Her gang did well and held strong against attacks by their former partner in crime. Not only did they did take territory, but they also took business from the Syndicate, and under Oppia's rule, they now stand equal in strength. Although it has been a while since Oppia has made any major moves, and while her family is well off, she is not satisfied with where she stands today. She wants to become a legitimate businesswoman, and in her eyes, she has yet to achieve that. Lou | PST | PM OR DISCORD
  15. Octavius Flavius Alexander 40 | 16th April 33AD | Imperial | Occupation | Heterosexual | Canon | Ken Duken Personality. Octavius has matured over the years due to the passing of time and the tragic events that have followed him. Much of his optimism has faded over the years as the boy grew into a man. He is a loyal friend, often going out of his way for them and ensuring their safety. His love for his family is a recurring factor for Octavius. He is considerate and protective towards them, wanting both happiness and unity. He is a devoted father and uncle towards the children of his family, often finding them pleasant to be around and enjoys the banter as it reminded him of a less complicated time. Through their happiness he is able to relive his childhood. While at one point he was distant to his brothers, the conflict and prosperity that followed allowed him to bond with them. The extended members of his family also share this affection, with him often ensuring many of them are cared for and he insists that his family stay with him when they're in Rome. Octavius has been married to his wife Valeria for over a decade, and has two children with her. He loves and respects his wife, the pair have a healthy relationship. His long time Mistress and freedwoman, Flavia Portia he has more of a friendship with now. His time of spending time in brothels and the excitement of the city no longer pleases him. His children are his pride and joy. No matter how busy he is; he always tries to make sure he gets to spend even a small piece of time with each of them and cares for them dearly. At one time, the young Octavius had Republican leanings and silently thought of these. The threats to his family caused him to put aside this belief, they rose with the Caesars and now his eldest brother is Caesar. His safety and those of his family now depend on the success of the Princeps. Octavius' aspirations have changed considerably over the years. While he still yearns for his military days, he now wishes to work on a variety of building projects to leave his own mark on Rome, and to benefit the people. Over the years Octavius has gone from a happy go lucky fellow to being more cynical. He still has a good humour, while he is capable of killing someone on the battlefield the concept of murder still causes him considerable distaste. That being said, he is realistic enough to know that sometimes it is necessary for the greater good and will see it done. Octavius' fears were realised during the purges that culled down many members of his extended family. While he doubts this is likely to happen again. Appearance Octavius stands at 5'10 tall. Octavius' is fairer in complexion than his brothers. His hair lightens depending on the climate and how much sun he is exposed to. He has smile lines around his mouth with a wide smile, his teeth are white and he still has retained them. He has blue eyes. When he is in Rome his face is clean shaven as expected of a Roman man. His build is still muscled from his time in the armed forces. While there has been years since; he maintains his physical body through the gymnasium and horse riding. Not to mention helping to train his sons and nephews. His casual clothing is a simple tunica when he is at home and around family. His rank would often mean that he wears a tunica laticlavia during is Senatorial meetings. Family Father: Cneaus Flavius Alexander Germanicus (deceased) Mother: Cornelia Annthea (deceased) Siblings: Quintus Flavius Caesar Alexander Augustus (b. ) Rufus Flavius Alexander (deceased) Flavia Lucilla Augusta (b. 24) Jullus Flavius Alexander (b. 24) Decimus Flavius Alexander (deceased) Laelius, Marcus Aemilius Scaurus Alexander (b. 39) Spouse: Valeria Maxima Children: Octavlus Flavius Alexander Minor (b. ) Flavia Valeriana (b. ) Extended family. The Flavi-Alexandrii The Corneli-Scipii The Claudii-Sabucii Former spouses - --Previous Wife - Julia Aquila, Early twenties, Died --Previous Betrothal - Arria Sanurra, Late teens, Broken off. History In 33CE, Octavius was born to Cneaus Flavius Alexander and to Cornelia Annthea. He was born as one of the many sons of the famous general and through most of his childhood his father was away on campaign. He barely knew the man. Many of his elder brothers were either busy with their training or were already sent away. He is a boisterous, happy and excitable toddler. Always getting into everything and having to be watched by his nanny to ensure he did not get himself into mischief. The next few years follow Octavius growing from a toddler to a child. Other than a few childhood diseases, the young Octavius is healthy and grows at a steady pace. His childhood and early teenage years were happy. He begins to find an interest in the Republic virtues that Rome was founded on. In 38CE, his sister, Lucilla, marries Gaius Livius Cassianus (a highly wealthy and influential Senator) and leaves the family home to live with her husband. He does not see her as often as he used to. Loosely between the years, 39- 44CE, Laelius is born in 39AD and his sister Lucilla marries Marcus Honorius for the first time. He is determined to be a good brother for him and to look after him, and took pride in the fact that he would be an older brother to somebody. At last! While he starts to understand that politics is and will always surround his family. He turns a blind eye to it, instead focused on developing his skills. Begins training with a wooden sword, and finds he has skill in it. He learns to read and write in Latin. While Octavius is capable, he often finds himself bored with learning about philosophies and finds an unlikely interest in the Republic of old. There was something about it that appealed to him with the ideals that not one man would rule. In 45CE, he met Darius for the first time, began friendship with him and the pair become firm friends. Octavius was idealistic, thoughtful, and was content in his lot in life. While Darius differed greatly in his personality. The pair were opposites. Octavius was considerably older than his nephew he wanted to ensure his younger nephew was taken care of. 46 to 48AD -- Comes of age. Octavius was given Portia as a slave. She was a little older than he was and soon became his confidante. During these earlier years there is considerable passion between the two of them and he knew he would not be permitted to marry her. As time went on she changed from lover to a confidante and friend. 49 - 50AD -- Serves in Parthia under his uncle Lucius Scipio Major at the rank of tribune. This was his first taste of army life in the long Roman tradition of serving in the army. The time period was largely peaceful and saw no particular conflict of note. He learned about military life first hand, and found that he enjoyed the sense of honour and belonging that it had. During the battles he witnessed briefly the skill of his elder brother Quintus, although did not serve directly beneath him and the pair not did bond during that period of time. In the conflict, the Legatus Lucius Scipio Major died due to a septic wound and Octavius assisted in bringing a message back to his mother's side of the family. It gave him a some time to meet and to interact with them. His time in the east was a revealing one for him. He was able to see the different culture and like other men in his family found himself drawn in by Eastern women. In 51CE, he returned to Rome, finds the family much the same and spends time with his family members, friends and extended network. His older sister Lucilla marries Claudius. Sees Darius, Junus and Rufia Flavia move into the Imperial palace. It does not greatly impact him as he becomes a regular visitor to see his family. Members of his family begin to plan his political and military future. During this time he meets several people in Rome, and becomes increasingly aware of him being one of many brothers. He meets his niece by marriage Claudia Livia although they do not spend considerable amounts of time together. 52 - 55AD -- His family make plans to decide whether he would stay in Rome or whether he would continue his military career. Reforms his friendship with Darius and wants to protect him from harm. Forms a friendship with his paternal cousin, Titus Flavius Alexander Minor as well as many others. Some who remain alive during the current time and others who have passed away. Claudius slips into a coma. Octavius is largely unsure what will occur and promises to protect his family from any harm. During his time he is loosely aware of the politics involving his family. He takes a greater interest in the restoration of the Res Publica and hopes to encourage Darius to think along those lines. In 54AD Darius becomes Caesar with the Quinquevirate in place to watch over him. Octavius takes steps to do what he can to defend him as much as possible. His family work on finding him another position to help serve the family. 56AD -- Claudius is assassinated. Works with Atellus with the investigation into Claudius' death under the Magister Militium Fluvius Stilicho's orders. Finds himself conflicted throughout and it begins an awkward friendship with Atellus. During this year his Pater passed away and he is oblivious to the reasons why. At the time he believed it was natural causes although over the years he has silently wondered about the reason why his father had died. Later in the year there is an assassination attempt on Darius, the direct threat to his kinsman is the reason why his Republican ideals slowly began to fade away. It meant his family would be torn apart. It left him having these ideals come up and fade throughout his life. In 57CE, Octavius traveled with his nephew, Darius, and the army that is traveling to invade Britannia. Octavius travels with his nephew to Britannia. During a scouting expedition he is captured by some of the tribes. The men who he was with perish. A man, who he never discovered his name tells him he would be crucified and sacrificed to the British Gods for the Roman attack on the tribes of Britain. Octavius does not believe he would survive, all he could hope for is to die with honour that would make his family proud or to be rescued. Octavius was flogged, tortured and did not know whether he would live or die. He met a young woman called Briana among their number, a native Briton who was at odds with the tribal leaders and the night before he was to be sacrificed to the Gods. During the darkness of night he escapes with the British girl who remains with him during this time and manages to get back to the army. Octavius does not speak of the events that took place. His fingers are reset, his wounds are treated and falls into a dreamless sleep. Later he fights in final battle and first witnessed a ruthlessness inside him when he slaughtered those who had taken him prisoner. After the victories in Britannia, the legion travels to Gaul and returns to Rome with Darius who is showing signs of sickness. Octavius pressures Darius to seek medical aid, although Darius brushes him off and begins to believe his divinity. In December, he attends the Imperial banquet that was made in celebration for the victories in Britannia. He attends with Sanurra. Darius falls into a coma at the Imperial banquet. It is unknown whether it was illness or poison that was the cause. In the year, 58CE the death of Darius by fever. Octavius found himself angry, frustrated and desperately wanted to know what he could have done to change how things went. Octavius wondered what he could have done to save his life, and spends much of his time wondering what could be done. He vows to support Honorius and his nephew, Junus as co-caesars. Lucilla and Honorius remarry to his happiness. Despite this, he understands the political reasons why it would make sense for them to marry. During this time period, Junus also comes of age and he is proud of his nephew. Betrothal halted by Quintus in favour of another match that falls through due to family conflict. Octavius is heartbroken, angry and resentful at being forced to break off the betrothal. However, he obeys his paterfamilias and goes to Sanurra's home to tell her that it can never be. Both of them grieve for what might have been. Octavius remains friends with Sanurra although rarely sees her in the current day. He is torn between enjoying being in Rome with his family and wanting to return to military life. In 59CE, his mother becomes engaged to Publius Natta. Octavius is unsure what he thinks of it and soon warms up to Publius as a step-father. Leaves for Dacia with Honorius Caesar, after forming a fond friendship with him and soon finds himself in a position where he can grow. Before he leaves, he writes his will that would free Portia are to be freed if the worst should occur, and he joins his Father in the Afterlife. He serves there honourably and with recognition for his prior deeds. He focuses on warfare during this time, and has little time for much else. He returns to Rome when Honorius Caesar does. He is later rewarded by Honorius Ceasar with a house is his own in Rome. Later purchases a place in Northern Italy to reside when it gets too hot in Rome. Both homes are frequently visited by his family or are occupied by them as they travel throughout Rome. During his brief stay in Rome, he meets Julia Aquila and is betrothed to her, later that year he marries her and through a message he discovers that she is pregnant. He greets this news with great happiness. Later in the year, he joins Caesar in the conflict against the Getae, and is noted for his skill in battle. In December, through a messenger, he is told that his wife Julia Aquila has died in childbirth. Along with their stillborn son. At that time, Octavius felt numb with the loss of both of them and he becomes hesitant about the idea of marrying again or having children of his own. His family was already numerous. 60AD -- Is with Honorius Caesar to fight against King Scorillo and is recognised for his bravery in battle. He spends a considerable amount of time with his brother in law. Octavius finds himself happy during this time, relaxed and having found a purpose in life. In September, sister Lucilla Augusta dies. He grieves at the news and sends messages of support back to his family in Rome. However he is occupied with the fighting in Dacia to be much in the way of support to them. Later in October, Honorius is injured, Sends instruction to have Portia freed, remains loyal to his kinsman by marriage. After that Octavius travels back to Rome to say that Honorius still lives, Publius Cotta is a traitor and that the Dacian war is now over. Octavius is attacked along the road and barely manages to escape. He sends a letter to Rome only to discover that the slave he sent was slain, and the letter was never delivered. Octavius regrets this as it may have prevented the events that follow. He remains in Rome although is summoned by Quintus to go to the East. He is hesitant to do so and sends a response back to tell him that he will travel with him soon. 61 - 62AD -- Marcus Scaurus marries Cornelia Annthea, his mother and Octavius questions the reason for the union to take place. In early March the Civil war starts. Assassination of many of his family members. He greets the news of their deaths with a mixture of shock and anger. He pledges to the Gods that he would see the people who harmed them to be utterly destroyed. He travels with some of the remaining members of his family and their political allies to go to Asia with Quintus. While Quintus is on campaign with the army his task is administration. He works alongside Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus and others to secure Quintus in the East. He joins with declaring Quintus Caesar along with the rest of the legion. During this time a lot of the prior friction between the brothers begins to disappear. The pair of them form a strong friendship with the news of Jullus' survival reaching them both to give them hope for the future. In May, he becomes Dux Asiae of Syria and while he is hesitant to do it. He finds the challenge of administration to be one he was better suited for. Although a part of him wishes he was on the battlefield. During the year, he and his eldest brother become closer to each other than they have been previously, the conflict and danger to their family brings them closer together. Brings his betrothed, Valeria Maxima with him and her family who have become their allies. While it originally started as a political union, slowly the pair begin to bond in the East and a deep love begins to form between them. While he does not lie about his Mistress Portia, he does not wave it in her face and slowly the relationship between the pair of them begin to change to a friendship between the pair of them. . Marries Valeria Maxima, bringing her family into the alliance and later in the year his first surviving son is born. He is named after his father, Octavius Flavius Alexander Minor. It is a source of great happiness for them both, and he begins to trust his wife more and more. His brother Quintus removes the last pieces of opposition. His brother Quintus is the undisputed ruler of Rome, Caesar. In December, he is informed that he will be co-consul with his brother Quintus Caesar after the change of regime. In the year leading up to it he is nervous about the type of Consul he would end up being. Although as time goes on, he gradually learns to deal with whatever challenges that come up. Despite feeling happiness at the reunion with his family, seeing old faces and being able to survive the ordeal. A part of him feels empty from the loss they had experienced together. 63AD Junior Consul that year. Politically he supports his brother Quintus Caesar throughout the following years, and has been in supportive of political policies that improve the quality of life for the Roman people. Over the years that followed he became used to being in the public eye and meeting with a variety of nobles, patrons, and more. Works to bring unity back to the family and tries to spend as much time with his kinsmen. Often he would go see the children of the extended family members with the old family home becoming the main place of residence. Work on the Flavian Colosseum begins and it sparks his interest in construction projects. During his free time he would speak to the builders about the construction, while it was a busier period for him Creates list of names for pardons to be given out are given to Quintus Caesar. Many of the men and families are pardoned although his brother did not pardon all. Geta returns with Tiberius who Octavius becomes close to and spends time with during Quintus' absence from the city. Word of an Honorius pretender, sends men to hunt him down and end it without knowing he is risking the life of his former kinsman. It is not known how he would have reacted had he of known if he knew the truth. However he would have been torn if he knew who it really was. Between 64-74CE, Octavius continued to serve as Consul a couple of times and was active in politics. His home was always welcome to members of his extended family. 64 - 65AD Consul that year with his elder brother, Jullus who leaves him largely responsible for the political handling of matters. 65AD Consul that year with Gneaus Juventius Geta. He began communication with past acquaintances and would network with them. During that period he becomes closer to the children within his family. The home given to him by Quintus had an open door policy for the members of his family. He begins to try to reconnect with his younger brother Laelius and to help him feel part of the family once more. Begins to spend as much time as he is able with his son although in the Senate he deals with Tacitus and had words with him. While he respected and understood Tacitus' attempts, he had to imprison him to ensure the stability of Rome. Quintus Caesar returned to Rome to put an end to Tacitus' ambitions and sending him to the provinces. Spends time with his brother, working to build relations with the members of his family and 67AD Death of his mother. It was difficult time for him and he had nagging feelings of guilt about not spending as much time with her as he could have. 68AD Birth of Flavia Valeriana fills him with joy. The birth of his little girl. Octavius does not push Valeria to produce more children as the death of Julia still haunts him. Instead preferring to tend to his healthy children and family members. During the off years when he is not Consul he devotes his time to assisting his family in their various endeavours. Octavius gains an interest in the construction of buildings, aqueducts, and other buildings to increase his glory and prestige in Rome. He begins to seek out architects, builders and planners to put these ideas to his brother. He often spends time with members of his family in Rome. Begins to take an interest in writing a chronicles of his family, along with what he has seen during the course of his life and finds himself often reflecting on the past. It is something he will often write during the quieter evenings and discusses the inner workings of the members of his family. 70 - 72AD After speaking with architects he begins to put the plans into action. Funding a project to improve the roads of Rome and to improve the sanitation of the city. He commissions statues to be made of the prominent members of their family. First starting with his mother, then his eldest brother Quintus, and so on. He gathers famed architects, sculptors, painters and builders as his patrons. Throughout the following years he works with his family, especially his beloved wife Valeria and readies plans to present to his brother for construction projects. In particular, a Grand Library of Rome that he wishes to rival the library burnt in Alexandria during the time of Julius Caesar. 73AD --- Began work and building the Grand Library of Rome, his prize achievement along with many others and tends diligently to his efforts. Current time.  GOTHY | GMT+11 | PM or Discord
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    Marcus Calvunus

    MARCUS CALVUNUS 37 | 10 January 36 CE | Plebian | Thug | Bisexual | Wanted | Oded Fehr <> Personality. If ever a man walked with a swagger, it is Calvunus. He is a cocky bastard, filled with self-confidence and charm. He’s quite the lady’s man, and women typically put up with a lot from him, because when he isn’t being an ass, he can be quite sweet to them (as long as he gets what he wants). His motivation for just about anything he undertakes is self-advancement. He has ambitions as big as his…ego. And though well equipped to be the thuggish criminal that he is, unfortunately for him, things haven’t always gone to plan. Still, he is an optimist and has unlimited belief in himself, even if the gods choose to shit on him from time to time. He almost always has a smile on his face, although one might call it more of a smug grin, or a smirk. He loves to laugh, and tells a good joke, and loves to tease and bait others, especially when they are grumpy and sourpussed like his friend Marcus. He isn’t crazy about being told what to do, and sometimes goes a bit rogue when told to carry out some part of a criminal plot or plan. His head is kind of big and he tends to think he knows best. This might account for why he hasn’t risen as far as he would have thought he should, by this point in his life. At least his head is still on his shoulders, and his little head is still intact too. He tends to think with both, sometimes at cross purposes. He loves to flirt and chase after women (and good looking men too, sometimes) and is a very…physical man, with strong…physical urges (i.e. he is something of whore). But the lady’s love him – he is a sweet talker and good in the sack, and he never wants for company, male or female. In terms of being a thug, he has the right kind of temperament for that as well. Like many of the age, physical violence is no stranger to him, and he does not shrink from it. He isn't psychotically brutal. But he has a rather scarily cool efficiency to his methods. He doesn't like to dally needlessly over such things. He has more of a do it and get on to something else quickly kind of outlook to his work. Appearance Calvunus is slightly taller than average for a Roman male, and built on the muscular side. Over thirty-seven years of life, his skin has grown weather and sun tanned, and littered with scars big and small. His dark eyes dance beneath heavy brows, and crows feet have formed in the corners. He has a big nose and the bottoms of his ears stick out a bit oddly from his skull. But women still find him handsome, and he knows how to turn on a sultry, sexy look when it suits him. As a pleb, and one who is not well off by any means, he dresses simply and plainly, with little to no ornamentation. His body, and the eagle like fierce look which he can conjure when needed, are imposing though and men try to avoid running up against him. For that reason alone, he can cut an imposing figure, despite his less than impressive situation. He walks with a swagger and laughs easily. People don’t usually forget him, once they run across his path. Family Father: Marcus Calvunus Mother: Gaia Siblings: Marcia, Gaia, Lucia, Gaius Calvunus Spouse: Portia Children: Marcus Calvunus, Gaia, Portia, Gaius Calvunus Extended family: n/a Other: n/a History CHILDHOOD [36 - 47 CE]: Calvunus was born to a woman who filled a variety of roles for the man that was his father. Gaia was a whore when Marcus (Sr.) met her. But she was very pretty, so he took her into his home, and kept her. They lived as husband and wife, but were never formally bound together in any way. She kept house for him, and sometimes he pimped her out. But when a son came along, he stopped doing that and treated her more like a wife should be treated. Calvunus (Marcus Jr.) was the first of several children Gaia would bear – although some gossiping neighbors claimed none of them belonged to the old man. Still, he raised and treated them as his own, and he is the only father Calvunus ever knew. He ran a wine shop, but not a very successful one. He was not well off. As Calvunus grew up, he was never taught anything other than the chores his father wanted him to do. And he often ran off, to play and explore, in the neighborhood where they lived and ran the shop. The Aventine was a rough place. But Calvunus was a cheeky boy, even then, and not scared of much. He ran a bit wild, the older he got, and it was in this way he eventually met his great friend, who was just as often his enemy, Marcus Falco. Having the same first name, Marcus, who was a bit older, decided to call Calvunus by his nomen. And so it began. TEENAGE TO EARLY ADULT [48 - 56 CE]: The two got into trouble all the time, and shadowed the gang members as they went about their shifty business. Sometimes small jobs came their way, and it was both boys’ desire to join a gang one day. Those man were shown respect, and fear, and had a great deal of power. Each year saw Calvunus sinking deeper and deeper into the stinking underbelly of Rome, that cesspool of vice and crime, murder and corruption, all orchestrated and controlled by the gangs of the Aventine. Eventually, as they grew into what then was considered manhood (age 14-16), he and Marcus succeeded in insinuating themselves into a gang. Stupidly though, they came up with a plan to dupe the gang leaders out of their cut of some scheme. They were found out and were almost cut themselves – to pieces! But they were let off with a debt owed, to the Scars of Concord. Life went on, as the two worked to pay off what was owed. Luckily, in some ways, in 52CE, when Calvunus was sixteen, the smaller gang he was a part of was overtaken by the larger ones, and the thugs that survived the take over were either assimilated into the new gang or fled. Calvunus fled for a while, to the port city of Ostia. He thought he might take to piracy, but soon discovered he had no stomach for the sea (literally). He was back in Rome within two years, quite happy to be on dry land and swearing he would not leave the city ever again. He met back up with Marcus, and through him was introduced to and allowed to join up with a new gang. Yet things never really went well for either of them, and life sort of stagnated for Calvunus. ADULTHOOD [56 -73 CE]: All during his twenties, Calvunus tried to find a path forward, to make some progress in his life. His putative father died, and the wine shop closed up. His sisters and brother all had moved on, his sisters to marriage and his brother had joined the legions. His mother had to go live with her eldest daughter, when the debt collectors came and threw her out of the shop. Calvunus himself tried marriage, and decided it wasn’t really for him. He hadn’t seen his young wife, the mother of his eldest (legitimate) son, for a year when she died of an illness. He took the boy and placed him with his mother and sister, and paid his brother in law to help with his upkeep. When Civil war erupted, and began right there in Rome, Calvunus saw his opportunity and seized it. Unfortunately, he chose the losing team, and he came close to losing his life. The conflict did nothing to improve his fortunes, and when the dust had settled, he was no better off than he had been before. At least he was alive, still. In the aftermath, a serendipitous meeting with an old colleague saw Calvunus landing somewhat back on his feet again. He began working for one of the most powerful gangs still around - The Syndicate, and he did pretty well. That is his ego and cockiness didn’t trip him up. Once again, he eventually ran into Marcus, who also began working for the same outfit. Now, in 73 CE, Calvunus finds himself married once again (he isn’t sure why he let this happen) to a second wife who he largely ignores in favor of hanging out anywhere else but at his home. He has two daughters, and an infant son (not sure how that happened either). He still isn’t as rich and powerful as he had thought he would be, back when he was a kid. But he is, ever hopeful. Gil | GMT-5 | PM or DM
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    Phaedo

    PHAEDO 18 | 12 June 55 CE | Slave | Prostitute | Bisexual | Original | Patricio Manzotti <> Personality. Pheado’s intellect is undoubtedly keener as a product of his enslavement than it would have been had he remained growing up surrounded by simple, illiterate and hard working fishermen and farmers. His Greek mentor opened his mind to learning at a young age. Pheado continued to expand his depth and breadth of knowledge on his own, in all matters that he was able to gain access to through reading. He is curious and has both good retention and analytical reasoning skills. In the best of all possible worlds, he would wish to be able to read to his heart’s content, and write as well, with men of similar aptitude and interest available to discourse with about what he has read, learned, conceived of, written about, or dreamed. Given his current situation, that’s not likely to happen, short of a miracle. Despite that unfortunate circumstance, Phaedo is doggedly hopeful. At the moment, he may be saddened by winding up where he is. But, surely (he believes), someone will see that he has more value than just what he can do with his body. He isn’t arrogant about his unusual wealth of knowledge. He doesn’t brag about it. Living in a household rife with jealousy and envy, he has learned to keep his head low. But he is neither beaten down nor overly servile nor hang-dog. He tends to be quiet and observant, although sometimes known to make a dry comment or witty critique here and there. He does his tasks as assigned, perhaps with less than pure joy in his heart. He isn’t a trouble maker, or a complainer. But he is anxious to find some way out of the brothel where he has just landed. If the right man was to look his way, and give some indication that they would appreciate a slave with more to offer than just some convenient orifices, he would almost certainly make a concerted effort to make his other assets known. Of course, the life of any man is entirely up to the whims of fate, even more so for a slave. Appearance Pheado has rather eye catching good looks. Candid green eyes look out from under heavy, dark brows with a frank, enquiring expression. Prominent cheekbones and a wide jaw give him a masculine appearance. A strong chin lends determination to his look. A generous mouth with full lips bespeak a sensual nature, which may or may not be accurate. His complexion is pale, given that he is not outside much, and he has never been forced to do hard manual labor under a brutal sun or in inclement weather. Very dark brown hair sits close cropped to his finely sculpted head. Natural selection has bred him to be sturdy and durable, with a lithe, wiry frame. He is above average height, compared to most Roman men. Not too long ago he went dressed in the simple tunic and sandals of a valued house slave. Now he wears whatever the owner of the brothel, where he is kept and made to work, chooses for him to wear. As he is new to the work, though not the skill set, it remains to be seen how they will choose to deck him out. Family Father: deceased Mother: deceased Siblings: he had 2 brothers and a sister; their whereabouts and status are unknown Spouse: n/a Children: n/a (although he may actually be the father of the little girl supposedly sired by his former master Extended family: Other: n/a History CHILDHOOD [55 – 67 CE]: Phaedo was born in Dacia, somewhere on the banks of the Pontus Euxinus (Black Sea). His family lived in a small village of fishermen and farmers. At birth, he was given the name Duras. When he was about four, the village was caught up in an internecine conflict between local groups, which resulted in his family, and many others, being dispossessed, killed in the struggles or otherwise murdered, or taken captive and sold off as slaves. Thus began his journey to the West, where he eventually found himself transported to the island of Delos. This island still served as a major gateway of slaves from all over the Mediterranean to journey on to all points within the known world. Here it was that a traveling Greek physician caught sight of him and purchased him. The Greek was himself a slave, en route back to Rome with his own master, a wealthy equite who had been conducting lucrative trade in Syria. The physician was captivated by the boy’s bright green eyes and handsome looks. He took it into his head to civilize and tutor the boy, so that he might become his assistant one day. There were other less noble reasons the man look a shine to the boy. But no matter, that was the way of the world. There was nothing at all unusual about it. Master and slaves set forth for Rome and arrived without incident. The boy, now optimistically named Ophiochus (“the serpent holder” – the name of the constellation said to be Asclepius), settled in to life in a decidedly nice domus, where food was relatively plentiful and of good quality, and his tasks were not burdensome. In fact, the physician spoiled the boy, and was far more interested in teaching him than making him work. Ophiochus was instructed in Green and Latin, numerics, physics, natural history and medicine – all the things he would need to know to be a physician in his own right one day. His tutor had a love for literature and drama as well, so the boy was well read in poetry and prose and plays by the time he was approaching adolescence. Although he never trained in any of the martial arts (of course), the older man instructed him in the ways of keeping the body healthy by virtue of exercise, and good hygiene. Thus his natural genetic ancestry and keeping active saw him grow to a youth with a lithesome but strong physique. Of course, this pleased the physician greatly, who showered even more attention on the young slave. Ophiochus also caught the eye of many who might see him out and about with the physician. On one such occasion, the Greek was waiting in attendance upon their mutual Roman master at a banquet dinner, hosted by a friend of the merchant. The merchant had developed a vexing condition of chest pains and belching to excess, when dining, and so he had taken to bringing his Greek physician with him. The Greek, in turn, brought young Ophiochus along, to observe and learn – and also to provide a pleasant diversion should things become too dull. On this particular occasion, having the adolescent boy along would turn out to be a grave mistake. The host of the dinner was much taken with Ophiochus. So much so that he offered to buy him from the merchant, right then and there, on the spot. The Roman, who had no real care for the affection that lay between the Physician and his pupil, saw a way to inveigle himself into the better graces of his host, who was of the noble class. He agreed and the deal was struck, and that very night, Ophiochus was made to part ways with his one true friend and tutor, a man who had been like an uncle to him, if not exactly like a father. It was a sad affair, but what could they do? TEENAGE TO EARLY ADULT [67 - 73 CE]: The nobleman was far older than the physician, and had come to the point in life where not everything worked properly as it had in his youth. He took Ophiochus, now renamed Hyacinthus, to his bed so that the youth could prepare the way for intimate relations with the old man’s new, much younger, wife. This second wife had yet to produce an heir, as had the man’s deceased first wife, although that woman had managed to bring three daughters into the world. The second wife had expressed an unwillingness to do what was necessary to bring the requisite mechanical response in her husband, for such was very much frowned upon in Roman society. But by dint of the skills of Hyacinthus, the couple were able to…couple…and that was looked upon favorably by the youth’s new master. Perhaps unfortunately, Hyacinthus proved too skilled and his favors were sought then by both husband and wife. At first, all was mutually agreeable. But when each of the spouses discovered that the other was sneaking off to enjoy the youth’s talents separate and apart from the marital bed, tempers had a tendency to flare. It was a tumultuous time for the entire household, and Hyacinthus was castigated by the other slaves as being the cause of their master and mistress’ often foul moods. Branded a trouble maker, the boy was shunned and found no solace among what might have been his companions. Moreover, being such a favorite of the couple won him no smiles or friendship either. He was much sought after, and spoiled, but was lonely as well. He sought comfort in the arms of the poets, and was lucky to be allowed access to what writings his master possessed. He was even sent to the library from time to time to procure more writings, ostensibly for the old man but actually for his own pleasure. He continued to educate himself, out of the need for something to pass the lonely hours with, as well as a true appreciation for learning. For a slave, he enjoyed quite a few privileges, and he wasn’t so stupid that he did not realize this. Dealing with the constant bickering and jealousy of his master and mistress was tiresome. But overall, he knew full well that he was sitting pretty, in relation to the average slave in the Empire. Life went on, but eventually, it must also end, for each of the denizens of the world. And so it came to Hyacinthus’ master that his days were drawing to a close. His pretty, young wife had not managed to give him a son. Only a little girl had been born as a product of those efforts, and if she held a passing resemblance to the slave her mother had so often lain with, well, no-one remarked it. In the end, the nobleman adopted a cousin’s offspring, a man already in his thirties. Upon the death of Hyacinthus’ master, this younger man took charge of the estate. Having somewhat recently made his return to Rome after a decade and more of military service, he was pleased to have his adoptive father’s domus to make his own. He wasted no time in moving his own wife and children in, grudgingly allowing his now unnecessary adoptive step-mother to stay, because of her child, who was legally his own sister now. The other daughters had long since married and were in the homes of their husbands. Made aware of the goings on between his late adoptive father, his wife (now widow) and the comely slave, this new dominus made short work of packing Hyacinthus off to the slave market. The man was not inclined to desire the attention of young men and had no need of him. Moreover, it was whispered his late adoptive father had gone so far in his dotage as to allow (request?) the slave to do things that no self-respecting Roman male would have suffered. Be that as it may, the end result was the same. The handsome, well educated slave was sent to be sold, and sold he was, to a brothel owner. Hyacinthus could not have been more surprised at this unexpected outcome. He was clearly of more value than just what his body could provide random customers, or so he hoped. Perhaps it was some secret instruction on the part of his late master’s heir – that he should be punished thus for transgressions that the poor young man had only committed by dint of doing what he was commanded to do. For what choice does a slave have? It wasn’t as if he enjoyed lavishing such amorous attentions on a sick, old goat. He didn’t, and never would, know the truth of how he came to be placed in such an establishment. He only knew that here, his hopes to one day put his learning (other than the base skills that any whore can master quickly) to good use were likely to be dashed, until such time as perhaps someone among his overseers, or maybe even a patron, would recognize and value his intelligence and knowledge. With such a slim hope, when asked by the agent who had transacted the purchase if he had a name by which they could call him, the young slave had answered wryly, “Phaedo.” Apparently the procurer hadn’t caught on to the jest, and Pheado he was called, and is called. Phaedo has been at his new place of employment, which is of course also his lodging – the Domus Venus – for all of a week now. He was put right to work, and there have been no complaints of his performance. Whether his Socrates, in the guise of some Roman, or a foreigner, will come to his rescue, remains to be seen. Gil | GMT-5 | PM or DM
  18. Alaric Aetius Stilicho. 54 | 19th July 21CE | Equite| Praefectus Annonae | Heterosexual| Original | Kevin McKidd Personality. A man who both fought for and against the might of Rome. Alaric was once a Germanic Prince who fought against Rome. At one point; he was fiery, passionate, determined and wholeheartedly believed the Gods had chosen him to lead his people. In a fever dream from one of the rites, he had been told that he would sack Rome itself along with his brothers and lead his tribe to glory. He was reckless, ignoring the signs of what was and focused instead of what could have been. However, the Gods had different plans for him. When he was captured by Cneaus Flavius Alexander Germanicus and his world completely changed. Originally he was going to be sacrificed within the arena in a spectacle that would demonstrate the power of Rome. However, he discovered he had a daughter and she was brought to Rome. His actions would also determine her fate. He had heard whispers of the fate of his wife and knew the Roman way. An offer was given to him where he was given the chance to become Romanised. If he behaved, he would be able to see his daughter who he believed was his last kin and essentially gave up his pride to preserve her life. Now Alaric is reserved, only opening up once he knows someone well or he's been drinking. His knowledge of Latin has improved over the years to a part where he is fluent in the language, however, his accent remains and is noticeable. On occasion he will break into his native language although only when he is enraged or jovial and in good company. Alaric over the years has come to see Romans as his family, having married into Equite families and even befriending some of the men he had formerly fought against. While the man is cold killer on the battlefield, he is a warm father and honours the role he has. Alaric has a history of making friends with the most unlikely of men. Renius and Honorius, a men who he had fought against. Yet there was a distinct mark of respect between them. Now Marcus, his son-in-law, is one of his closest friends in Rome. Alaric is quiet, in private reserving his name for friends, family and close acquaintances and reserving his Roman name for people outside his family. However, once he is among his loved ones, he becomes incredibly chatty and will often makes a lot of cheesy jokes. He is generous, happy, and becomes brighter. He is able to handle a decent amount of drink well, and encourages others to do so. On occasion, he tells tall tales and sings during this time. He has ambition and joy in the growth of his family, with each of them considering themselves now to be fully Roman and not looking towards their father's past. He is protective of them, fearing for their safety in the fickle world of Rome and worries for their security. Alaric has recently heard of his own distant family members from his Germanic family and during his tour, he was fortunate to not have to face any of them. He fears meeting them face to face and realising that could have been. And finding out who he had lost when he begun his journey in becoming Roman. Appearance Alaric stands at 5'10ft tall. He has spent time keeping himself physically fit for battle, and often rides horses when he's outside the city itself. Alaric is often clean shaven and his copper coloured curls cropped short. Any body hair on his body is a similar colour as his head, his skin tends to remain paler than many of the native people in Rome and slowly his skin has become beige from his time in sunlight. Slowly as he's aged the copper has become specked with silver pepper, Military. The clothing typically worn by the Roman officer class. The red cloak of a soldier, a garment he had once despised with every core of his being is frequently seen around his shoulders. Nothing is particularly fancy, but everything is well-maintained and has been made to last as long as possible. At home. At home he wears a tunica and sandals during the warmer months of the year. While during the winter, he wears breeches beneath the tunica in order to keep the cold out. Official dealings. He wears the traditional tunica angusticlavia beneath a toga. Something he isn't exactly comfortable in. Family Father: Wulfstan (deceased) Mother: Hiligrata (deceased) Siblings: -- Brother - Thorstan, (deceased) --Brother - Thorin, current ruler of the Tribe. --Sister - Argathe, married to another chieftain. Spouse: Seia Imperia. Previous wives; -- Previous Wife -- Suetonia Aelia, 31, Died in childbirth --Previous Wife – Aetia Gala, Age, Died of grief --Previous Wife - Aemilia Decima, 15, Died in childbirth --Previous Wife - Getrude, Late teens, Died through conflict Children: Barbara Stilicha (Or Aetia Stilicha Barbara) Alaricus Aetius Stilicho Minor Aetia Stilicha Titus Aetius Stilicho Step-children. Imperia Acuelonis Publius Aetius Stilicho (deceased) Extended family. Barbara's children. Marcus Aelius Lentulus Major Aelia Lentula Adoptive father/brother-in-law: Fluvius Aetius Stilicho, 30s-40s, Deceased Marcus Aelius Lentulus - son-in-law History Alaric was born in the winter of 21CE in Germania, outside of Rome's borders to Queen Higrata and her husband, King Wulfstan. On the morning of his birth the sooth-sayers prophesied that he would bring bloodshed to their enemies, specifically Rome. Sacrifices were made in honour of their son. As he grew from a toddler to a boy, he learned how fight with weaponry in order to fulfill the prophecy and was raised to believe it was true. At this time the young man had not developed a sense of control. He was tall for his age, physically strong in battle, and with a fiery temperament. He fought with his parents against other rival tribes in order to expand the tribe's interests, or to bring them under the command of his father. Alaric's fate was finally sealed when another sooth-sayer appeared. This one was from another tribe and told him that she had a message from the Gods for him. With smoke, blood, fire and water they had begun the rites to begin the rhythmic chanting. She warned him of the past, the future, of women, of his own nature, and in the smokey haze she warned him that he would be known although he would forget his roots. "You will fight them, You will then call them brother, You will cut them, They will cut you, You will either consume them or they will turn you into them, Any revenge they want to take on you, they will take on your child. Victory! Alaric son of Wulfstan! Or you will suffer....." He did not believe her, and nor did he remember the fact until many years into the future. Alaric had been told. A foreshadowing of red, of chains, his blood would mingle with the foe. His mind would serve them rather than his heart. Over the following years that passed the threat of the prophecy slowly faded away from his mind. His mind was filled with the torment from his past. In 32-33CE, there were skirmishes with rival clans and tribes, bringing them under the confederation, and his mother gave birth to his brother and then in early 33AD, his sister, Argathe was born. 34- 38CE-- He spent the majority of his time developing skills and acting as a representative to the other neighbouring tribes. 39 - 41CE-- He met a young woman who is similar to him in appearance and temperament. He married Getrude. Battles neighbouring tribes for dominance and to further develop skill. It brings smaller tribes into the loose confederation and rule. Throughout this time be begins to raid into Roman territory. (Later in, 41CE) The fire and bravado filled him, consumed him. He screamed in fury as he tried to charge the Legate, to kill him would demoralise the remaining Romans and soon the men who followed him fell around him. The echo of their screams filled his ears, as they were slowly cut away and he was no longer able to see them. In his haze, he felt hands grab him and pull him down. Parts of his chest began to feel as though cold suddenly with hotter liquid spilling downwards, then another on his leg and the same hot liquid sensation. Although soon it passed into a dreamless sleep. He saw bloody images, shadows of both his own people and Romans, his parents spoke to him before they disappeared into the mist... gone forever..... gone. When he awoke he was chained up. He pulled on his chains and roared in his tongue to the gathered Romans. This was not what the Gods had promised him. "You will either consume them or they will turn you into them." Capture by the Roman Legate, Cneaus Flavius Alexander Germanicus in Rome's revenge, has his parents killed and his daughter is taken alive. Brought to Rome in chains. Weakened from the time enslaved, he had lost considerable muscle mass over the time and begins to question the Gods. Why did they let him fail? Was he not supposed to be bring terror to the Romans? Instead he was brought to Rome as a prisoner. (Late 41CE) Brought to Rome in chains, paraded through the streets of Rome as a captive and set to die in the arena. During the Triumph, he prayed to his Gods for protection and knew he would die. He wanted to die. 42CE-- Discovers Barbara still lives and is both terrified and overjoyed. He does not know what they intend to do with her, and becomes frightened by the prospect of what they would do to her. Would they kill her? Enslave her? Brutalise her? The thoughts run through his mind, plaguing him and forcing his spirit to recede. He is allowed supervised visits with Barbara. Always watched, with no privacy with his daughter and the thoughts of ending her life fills his mind. What if the Romans decided that they had grown bored with this prank? "Any revenge they want to take on you, they will take on your child." 43 - 45CE-- During these years he feels as though he is still in a sort of limbo. He learns from Romans who he has befriended more about the culture he is gradually forcefully being assimilated into. Whenever he manages during the rare times to see men of his tribe for news of his family. There is none. At this point, he plans to kill Caesar and the goal is not due to hatred of the man, but who he is as a symbol to the Romans. 46CE-- First Roman marriage to Aemilia Decima. While it unofficially Romanised him, the girl was young and her mind was not what it should have been. For many years he saw himself as her protector, trying to keep her safe both from him and from her families ambition. He is permitted to move into a Domus that he never truly considered his home, occasionally being able to see Barbara and still felt like he was in limbo with a sword hanging over his neck. He is confused about how he is beginning to see the other side of Romans. Mercy, friendship, and are showing themselves to be other than the decadent tyrants he was raised to believe they were. 47 - 49CE-- He began to learn Latin but never lost his distinctive accent. Over time he still feels stuck in an endless limbo and insecurity. During this time, he dreams of striking out against the 50CE--Aemilia Decima dies in childbirth and results in a stillborn son. It left him feeling desolate and he blamed himself for her death. While he was approached with marriage offers, he avoided them and found himself sinking into a depression over the loss. While he did not love her, he cared for her and the guilt resulted in nightmares, especially those of the past. 51-54CE Alaric is adopted into the Aetii-Stilichii clan by Fluvius Aetius Stilicho and marries Aetia Gala in 55CE. Barbara is permitted to come to live with them. He grows to love the chaotic family, and slowly his body and mind begins to heal. Something he finds himself 57CE Goes to Britannia as Primus Pilus, and serves honourably. Death of Fluvius & Gala (along with many of their other family members), becomes Paterfamilias of the Aetii-Stilichii clan. It takes him time to admit to the idea, although takes the role seriously and tries to maintain the family name and honour. Attends the Imperial banquet and feels incredibly out of place. Memories of his past goals fill him and he found himself unable to act when the young Caesar greets him. Has a moment to meet with the young Darius Caesar, yet does not know him particularly well. When Darius faints he fears the worst for Rome and the new home. 58CE, A fairly ordinary year for him. He speaks for Renius and defends him when rumours of his affair reach Rome. In 59CE marriage to Suetonia, a cousin of Renius' and her son Publius comes to live with them. He arranges a betrothal between Barbara and Publius, although avoids making the marriage official. Publius is a good boy and he thinks of him as a son. Although the memories of his daughter and the struggle in order to get her back was difficult, something he never wishes to endure ever again. He defends his friend Renius during his trial and is largely ignored. He promises to care for Publius and finds himself missing his friend a great deal. 60CE The birth of Alaricus Aetius Stilicho Minor fills him with boundless joy. A son. Unfortunately, this news is greeted with sadness as the death of Suetonia from complications in childbirth and mourns the passing of his spouse. Later on the news of Publius' death reaches them, giving the family more reason to mourn and the uncertainly of the future makes him more determined to protect his children. The years that followed where the upstart, Clemens, marries Rufia Flavia, he tries to find a way to protect both his family and offer her any assistance that he could possibly give. -- During (60-64CE) his daughter Barbara serves as the matron of the house, dealing with household matters and the general running of the place. In 66CE, the birth of his first grandson, Marcus Aetius Lentulus Minor, took place and left him a proud grandfather. He admired Seia for her determination to clear her ex husband's name, even against overwhelming odds and soon their friendship turns romantic. He marries her in 67CE and he feels himself blessed by the Gods. Later that year, Aetia Stilicha is born. It is the beginning of their happy life together. The following years were filled with happiness, prosperity, and slowly he has begun to become used to the comfort of his declining years. In 71CE he becomes the Praefectus Annonae and takes his occupation seriously. While he misses being in the military life, he pours himself into being a family man and into his occupation. In 72CE, the birth of his younger son, Titus Aetius Stilicho takes place and is the latest addition to their growing family. The year of 73CE was a peaceful and happy one. He maintained his friendships with many of the men who he used to work with, and tries to help new people who come to Rome settle in. Alaric has kept his family safe and secure in the new regime. Hoping to set a good example for them to live by. Again, he is the Praefectus Annonae Current time.  Gothy | GMT+11 | PM or Discord.
  19. Claudia Corinthia 19 | 1st February 55CE | Imperial | Occupation | Bisexual | Original | Anna Valle Personality. Corinthia lives in a near constant state of agitation at her position in the world. She is angry at her father for failing, and her mother for her amorous pursuits and not being ambitious for herself. She has all her mother's beauty (although harsher) and her father's mind. Her positive traits are that she sets goals and follows through with them. While Corinthia may have sociopathic tendencies; she is blessed with a keen intellect and knows when she is able to strike. Even though this slowly builds up her anger for later on. Corinthia was able to read and write quickly. In Greek and Latin. Due to her time in Greece, she has been able to perfect a Greek accent to use among her peers if she so wishes. Corinthia is able to read people's body language incredibly well, and is able to mimic caring or compassionate behaviour if she knows it will get her what she wants. Her negative ones are numerous. In private, Corinthia has been known to rage and scream. Many a vase has been thrown and a servant hurt by her wiles. Emotionally (and physically) hurt her mother. She is haughty, selfish, and with a bloated sense of entitlement and worth. She is sadistic, not for the purpose of bringing people under heel politically. She enjoys the suffering of others -- although it has stemmed from a desire to keep herself safe. If she is the attacker, surely that means she cannot be attacked. (Note; this is ridiculous. But this is how she thinks.) Due to her mother's promiscuity, she has developed a warped sense of sexuality and sex. Still a virgin. She enjoys watching, however has no desire for the act itself. Flirtation and the lure of sexuality? Corinthia utterly adores. Despite this, there is a feeling of isolation for Corinthia and at times, she aches to have the bonds other people seem capable of having for themselves. People around her are possessions, especially her mother and also has a respect for her mother's freedwoman, Nahia. Any child she had would be a pawn, possession, and would be used to further her own ends. Appearance Corinthia's face is longer and leaner than her mother's. Her skin is a deep olive in tone, her brunette hair that curls naturally is thick and luxurious. Corinthia has a long aquiline nose, a trait she inherited from her father and unlike her mother, she rarely, if ever, smiles. She wears cosmetics to highlight her facial features, eyeliner to increase the size and beauty of her eyes. Her build is long and lean. Closer to a dancer's body with long, slender legs and high arched feet, with long fingers. Her body is slender, lacking the curves that many other women enjoy, and is admittedly envious of them for it. Her breasts are on the smaller side and are pert. Corinthia is tall for a Roman woman, and stands at 5'8ft tall, and tends to look taller due to the length of her body. Her clothing is expensive, fashionable and takes pride in making herself look exotic. Family Father: Manius Acilius Glabrio Leontius (Manius Claudius Caesar) Mother: Claudia Gaia Siblings: None. Spouse: None. Children: None. Extended family. Paternal Adopted Grandfather. -- Drusus Claudius Sabucius (deceased) Adopted Grandaunt Claudia Archaita, Claudius' sister.(deceased) Adopted Uncle & Aunt Claudius & wife = (both deceased) Cousins. Gaius Claudus Caesar (deceased). Claudia Livia (deceased) Tiberius Claudius Sabucius Claudia Caesaris Maternal Grandparents - Herakles of Corinth & Artemisia, wife of Herakles of Corinth,(deceased) Uncles Antipater, 36, currently in slavery, location unknown. Androcles, 34, currently in slavery, location unknown. OTHER: Nahia, her mother's freedwoman. History Corinthia was born in a nest of intrigue. Her mother had recently been freed, married, and acknowledged as the unlikely wife of Claudius, his kinsman by blood and presumed heir. After the death of Claudius' son, and adoption of Flavia Lucilla's sons. Born after her father had been put on trial for poisoning Claudius Caesar and later acquitted. Her mother doted on her endlessly. Spoiled the young child with anything she wanted. In 56-59CE, her father died and a funerary mask had been made. At this point she did not recognise him nor did she begin to realise the significance of this. Over the years, she met with the members of her extended family (the Claudians) and found them to be friendly towards her but snobby towards her mother. At this time, she did not understand nor comprehend why. Already there were signs of her early personality. A lack of empathy towards others. Selfishness. Although her doting mother would make excuses for her rather than teaching her. Fortunately (or unfortunately), Nahia, then her mother's devoted body slave ensured Corinthia behaved and was accountable for her actions. What this caused was for Corinthia to become more discreet. Her mother becomes engaged to Spurius Herminus Aquillius in 59CE. He was pretty, young, and useless in Corinthia's eyes. While Spurius favoured men, it was still someone who took her mother away from her, and that would not do. It would never do. She took it on her to be nice to him. Cuddle up to him, talk to him, smile sweetly at him, and it was not long before those around her began to suspect her. He died of poisoned wine. Corinthia knew she was suspected. 60 - 61CE -- Rather than fight or stake her own claims, her mother flees to Greece after the death of the Imperials. She was not sure what was happening, but saw the fear and panic in her mother's voice. Unable to understand the danger they were in until later. Fortunately it kept them out of harms way or being forced or coerced into marriage with those who wished to use the family name and connection for their own ends. Over the next few years she continued to grow into a little girl. Always kept under a watchful eye in case she got too rough with her playmates or animals. Gaia doted on her daughter, spoiling her and being able to give her anything she desired. In 66CE, at eleven years old she was re-introduced to the court life. She found herself not gaining the same level of attention nor affection from her family. This time she heard more about what happened, and who her mother was. Gaia had a reputation as a dimwit, good natured, and a slut with open legs. Her father? Was the original heir of Claudius and was hoodwinked out of it. She was denied the position that she properly desired. A certain male member of the family that was connected to the Claudians tried to bring her mother under heel. Her dimwitted mother submitted to Caesar's authority, and Corinthia's threats to avoid him. 67 -- Nothing of particular note happened this year for her. 68 -- 72CE-- In 68Ce, at thirteen, her body grows and matures into a beautiful young woman. Her mother is delighted by the prospect of her daughter marrying and having a little grandbaby. Around this time another couple of suitors begin to appear around her mother. Slowly and surely they disappear, either coming up with polite excuses or even disappearing altogether. She continues to grow, yet as she blossom so does her resentment towards those who have what she believes belongs to her. No-one else. Over the years she terrorises her mother and the household staff, desiring to inflict as much pain as possible on everyone. However now there is an increased pressure for her to marry well, have children, and find her role within society. Even requests for her mother's hand continue to come in, after all, wealth remained an important part of life. No-one will take what belongs to her. In the current time, Corinthia is currently in the search of a husband who can give her power and position within society.  GOTHIC | GMT+11 | PM or DISCORD
  20. CW: Talk of miscarriages. Flavia Juliana 31| 15th February 43CE | Imperial | Matrona | Bi-curious | Canon | Vittoria Puccini <image here> Personality. Gone is the young woman who constantly sought out the approval of her Father. The terror of the purges brought out a strength in her, while she suffers from the trauma endured and struggles to remember the exact events. She learned that she is resilient, determined, and ultimately a survivor. Juliana at one time was unable to bond with her father, she and her sisters were a sign of his lack of an ability to produce a male heir. Finding each other in Africa was a blessing in disguise. The pair appreciated each other. All the petty worries of the past were forgotten when the Gods had decided to give them a second chance. Part of the aftereffects of the trauma she experienced has left her with recurrent nightmares, difficulties in large crowds, and there are times when she does not know whether what she experienced in Africa was real or if it was a dream. It is not something she speaks of to others. Instead considering herself fortunate to still be alive after the pain she has brought. She has committed murder, something she doesn't like but accepts there is always a possibility of having to do so again. Juliana idolises her previous political marriage to Decimus, and still retains a strong bond with both children she fled to Africa with. One could say she loved him more when he died than when he was alive. Her thoughts towards her Pater's best friend, Lucius and former husband remain friendly although they were neither close nor passionately in love. She was determined to remain a widow. Unfortunately the political nature of Rome needed she would be bartered in gratitude for the loyalty expressed during the conflict. Her previous husband Lucius had died and she wept for him. Not due to any love or affection, but another corpse of people she knew added to the pile. She maintains a friendship with all her surviving stepchildren. Again, her womb had cursed her with another stillborn child. With no issue being a regular occurrence throughout her marriages, her fears were confirmed and a friend recommended that she sacrifice to Juno. She did and was greeted with the news of a child. She gave birth to her first son and only son, much to the joy of both her and her husband Quintus. Later, two daughters followed. Her relationship with her mother remains strong. Her relationship with her stepmother is good. The relationship that improved the most is the one she has with her father. She understands Greek, Latin, and Aegyptian from a childhood friend. She feels incredible uncomfortable in the city. The memory of the purge still haunts her ten years later, which of them tore her sisters apart? Who rejoiced at their suffering? While she often comes to the city as she is obligated to do so, she prefers a quieter life outside Rome and loves the peace of her extensive gardens at her husband's villa. Appearance Juliana stands at 5'7ft tall. Her skin in pale from time she has avoided spending time in the son, her skin does have a few moles. Her hair is a dirty blonde, that she occasionally dyes with saffron to improve the colour of it. Since it is neither blonde nor brunette. Her body is slender, but the feminine curves and a thickness around her hips from pregnancy, and childbirth. She has large grey blue eyes. Her clothing style has changed little over the years. Juliana wears simple clothing made of fine fabrics at home. When she leaves the home her clothing is modest, a palla draped around her head and hair. The clothing she does wear tends to be of paler colours and it's always clean. A chiton is worn, along with a palla that is either draped around her shoulders or so that it covered her hair. Informal When she is around the home her clothing is simple, of fine quality and without the adornment of jewels. Her hair is often loose. A peplos of various colours is worn. Formal There are times when it calls for her to dress considerably better. She wears ornate hairstyles, with gold and jewels in her hear. Cosmetics to highlight her natural beauty and to lighten her already pale skin. A palla is draped around her dress, and occasionally the unflattering stola is worn over the top to depict her as being a married woman. Family Father: Jullus Flavius Alexander Mother: Laelia Serginilla Siblings: Full - Flavia Alexandra Major (deceased) - Flavia Alexandra Minor (deceased) Half Lucius Flavius Alexander Publius Flavius Alexander Cneaus Flavius Alexander Spouse: Quintus Caecina Tuscus Children: Stillborn (with Decimus) Quintus Caecina Tuscus Minor (all children below with Quintus Caecina Tusca) Caecina Tusca Minor Caecina Laelia Stepchildren (Decimus Junius Silanus) Lucius Junius Silanus Marcus Junius Silanus Stepchildren (Lucius Furius Bibaculus) Lucius Furius Bibaculus Minor [30 years, eldest son] Marcus Furius Bibaculus [24 years, younger son] Marcus Furius Bibaculus Minor [19 years, youngest son] Extended family. Flavi-Alexandrae clan Corneli-Scipii Numerous branches and connections of families associated with her own or those she married into. History Born in 43AD, Juliana was born to Jullus Flavius Alexander and to Laelia Serginilla. The first born daughter, healthy yet not the important son that was desired. She idolised her father as a distant figure who was constantly off fighting barbarians to protect Rome from the wicked barbarian. From an early age she wanted to be the best daughter she could for him, always wanting to do anything to please him and desired her approval. She never felt she received it from him, until much later when they near enough lost everyone and their world had been shattered. The next year was largely uneventful for her. In 45AD, her sister Flavia Alexandra Major was born. Juliana felt mixed emotions towards her little sister, already she had become jealous of her and could sense her father's disappointment in yet another female child. Although was still too young to understand why that was the case. The next few years are mostly uneventful other that her growing from a toddler to a young child. 48AD Her education begins. She begins to learn Greek and Latin, how to weave, how to manage household expenses and slaves, how to behave in polite society and always aims to please her distant father. None of her efforts or news of them seem to reach his approval. By chance Juliana met the girl who would become her best friend before they were parted in their later lives. Through her she learned how to speak Aegyptian although rarely has any opportunity to speak it in her current time. As child she remembered running to her father to tell him something, and being dismissed by him. She spends time with her mother's family, although especially loved looking at gardens with her grandmother, Annthea and that was something that helped her later in life. The next year is mostly uneventful for her. 50AD, her sister Flavia Alexandra Minor was born. Again, to the disappointment of her father and resulting in Juliana feeling pushed aside by her mother. Despite these feelings, Juliana wants to try to be a good elder sister to her younger sisters and unfortunately comes across to them as being overbearing. 51AD - 57AD Continues to grow from a girl to a young woman, yet does not begin to menstruate until much later and disappoints her father yet again. During this time she continues to grow and to boss around her younger siblings. During these years her mother shields her from hearing about politics and the dangers, instead she was devoted to teaching her daughters how to be proper Roman noblewomen and encouraged them to obey their father. 58 AD -- Father returns Rome. Juliana still craves his attention and approval, although does not find it and instead tries to show him that she is the best daughter she possibly could be. During the middle of the year she becomes eligible for marriage as blood begins to flow and it allows a marriage to be made. She dreams of marrying a handsome up and comer, someone she could grow with and become the best of friends. Where she could marry once instead of the series of marriages that many Roman noblewomen would go through throughout their lives. 59 AD -- Father divorces mother, Juliana remains at the family home and continues to send messages to her mother. Despite the lack of male issue and her mother understanding why. Juliana blamed herself and her sisters for the divorce. In March, the marriage to Lucius is arranged and preparations have been made for her to move to Britannia. She would rather stay in Rome with her family and what she believed was civilisation. The marriage was friendly and they were on relatively good terms. Although no passionate love nor children born to the pair of them. Her father's best friend would often treat her as the daughter of his best friend rather than his wife. Late 59 AD -- Meets Decimus Varius and begins to have an affair. The affair with Varius is passionate, intense and incredibly confusing for her. Amicable divorce with Lucius for political reasons, she continues to spend time with her stepchildren when she can see them and found herself becoming close to his eldest son. She remains in Britannia for a time. Early 60 AD -- Is threatened by the family to comply and behave through the use of a masked man. Juliana was unaware how they managed to discover how they found out and became quieter in all her dealings. Many of her journals from this period have been burned. At this time she believed her lover has been killed. Discovers that Decimus Varius is in fact alive and is forced to become more discreet. Later on, Decimus Varius is murdered with her having a hand in the murder. It was the last time she takes a male lover. Marries Decimus Junius Silanus for a political alliance between their two families. 60 AD - Father marries Caecila Metella, a young woman close to her age and she has conflicting feelings about it. Through letters her mother tells her not to worry and to be a good daughter to her father. Later in the year she is greeted with her first half-brother and again feels torn by the news. She discovers to her disappointment that she is still not yet pregnant. Sept 60 AD -- Death of her aunt, Lucilla Augusta and later on the Caesars are murdered. She finds herself worried about what will occur. Juliana fears the advancement of the British tribes, and increasingly grows worried about them. 60AD --- Birth of Lucius, her paternal half-brother who has been named in the honour of his aunt, Lucilla. 61AD --- Death of Decimus Junius Silanus by the hand of a treacherous slave, only to be killed later by Lucius Junius Silanus. The death of her husband in such a way causes her to bond more with his sons, idolise the man, and he gave her a parting gift. She was pregnant. They were to travel back to Rome but stopped in Gaul first, before she made her way back to what she believed was peace and safety. 62AD -- Is rescued by Mesalla, takes the sons of Decimus Junius Silanus, Marcus and Lucius with her in order to reach safety. Juliana was scared that she would not make it to the East to meet with her uncles and goes towards Africa instead to reach her father. She had been residing at the domus of her former husband, where she witnessed several members of the family pass away and feared for the safety of Junia Silana. A couple of faithful slaves of the family lead her to the docks. Suffers a miscarriage on the boat on the journey there, along with the death of the slaves on the boat and holds her stillborn male child. At first, she did not realise that he had passed away and would praise him for never crying. The perfect little soldier. When she arrives there she does not know whether she would be safe or not. She speaks to a woman and believes she spent time with her. Finally, she reached the safety of Pompeius Magnus who offers her safety, and gratefully accepts the offer. Out of kindness, he organises a funeral for Decimus Junius Silanus Postumus, and allows her and the children to remain with him for safety. Later on, she discovers that Caecilia, Lucius and Titus Minor survived. Although her two little sisters had been lost. At first, it took time before she was able to see each other and they held each other close during their reunion. It brought about a more positive relationship with her father and the pair have been closer than they were previously. Little incidents and problems no longer seemed to matter. 62/63AD -- Returns to Rome, and was originally wary about the boys returning home having become protective of them during their time in Africa. Once she realised that it was safe for them to return home. she did so, and both boys were frequent visits to the Domus Augustorum. For a long time she remains unmarried and wary about being back in Rome, she devotes her time to assisting members of her family with the changes they have experienced. Her villa and door is always open to the now numerous members of her family. 64AD --- Birth of Publius, her paternal half-brother. Publius' birth was marked with greater celebration for her rather than the jealousy she felt in the past. The improved relationship between her and her father is clear. 66AD -- Birth of Cneaus, her paternal half-brother. 66AD--- About midway through the year she marries Quintus Caecina Tuscus, a respected general of her uncle and one of his supporters. Initially she protests the union, wishing to remain as a widow and finally relents. The marriage to him is good with Tuscus fussing over his younger spouse. It does not take long before they are greeted by the news of pregnancy. 66AD--- Later in the year, Juliana gives birth to a stillborn child to Tuscus and is disappointed in her ability to conceive a child. She begins to feel as though she is now barren and is haunted by the memories of her previous miscarriage. Sinks into a depression, her husband bought her a kitten in an attempt to cheer her up and boost her spirits. A friend recommends a sacrifice to Juno. She regularly visits the temple in hopes of being able to conceive a much desired son. 67AD--- Her visits to the temple continue during the early parts of the year. Late in the year the birth of Quintus Caecina Tuscus Minor takes place. Since then Juliana has whole heartedly believed in the power of the goddess and has gained a wariness towards the foreign Gods and beliefs that have been trickling into Rome. She spends the majority of the time in her husband's villa north of Rome and resides here. The next two years she works on improving the villa and regularly writes to other members of her family. 69AD Juliana continues to work on the villa, spending time with her child and stepchildren, and donating funds to the temple of Juno. Essentially, living the quiet life away from Rome. 70 to mid-71AD--- Birth of twin girls, Caecina Tusca & Caecina Laelia. Takes time to heal from the birth and was warned about the danger of having more children. Given her belief that she was unable to conceive she has silently decide to use Silphium in order to prevent any further children being born. Her recovery takes a long time with Juliana choosing not to take part in public life until she has healed. late 71-72AD -- Juliana begins to socialise once more and begins to rejoin polite society in Rome. Spending time with her family, although never truly becomes a social butterfly and instead prefers the company of her close family members and her gardens to the many parties of Rome. 73- 4AD--- current time  GOTHY | GMT+11 | PM or Discord
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    Turia Eighteen | 7th July 56CE| Slave | Cosmetics slave ( | Bisexual | Original | Filiz Ahmet Personality. Turia loves to flatter her clients. Her privileged position within a household depends on her Domina's favour, and she endeavours to keep it. She enjoys her work, highlighting the facial features of women and increasing their beauty. She lives to see their eyes light up at the sight of their reflection. (Completely unaware of the chemicals acting as a poison within the salves). Turia wears two faces. One when she is working; demure, quiet, polite, and dignified. The other? A joker, friendly and happy to chat. Sharing compliments come easy to her, so long as they are genuine, and true. Her negative traits? She tends to ignore the negative in favour of the positive. She puts her head in the sand if she doesn't want to see things or if she belies she is unable to change them. Turia wholeheartedly believes that if she behaves well, nothing negative will happen to her and Appearance Turia stands at 5ft tall. Her skin is an olive complexion with large, dark eyes framed by pretty lashes. Her eyes are lined with kohl to highlight them and her skin is without blemishes. Her nose is a little broad and croked. Her smile is easy and wide. Her body is petite with minimal muscle tone, her legs are of average length, and since her Domina enjoys being surrounded by beautiful things. Her clothing is soft and delicate. Family Father: Unknown. Her mother says he was a dashing pirate although Turia believes she is lying. Biological Father: Her uncle Ario. Mother: Vena, one of her first Owners household slaves. Siblings: Likely several on her father's side of the family. On her mother's side, she had five other siblings with a mixed number surviving to adulthood. Spouse: N/A. Children: N/A. Extended family: Other: Name here -- Past Owners, owners of a slave training school. Isis - Hair & wig stylist slave (). Best friend and confidante. History Turia was born in 56CE. While her Dominus was kind enough to permit her a childhood with her parents. She was selected to be trained as a cosmetics slave. The training meant she had been trained how to blend in and hide until she was requested, how to mix cosmetics, how to apply them and wigs to the face without causing her clients any issues. (Or getting herself punished in the process.) Turia was an apt pupil, she knew what the struggles would ultimately pay off and prevent her from having a darker fate. The class difference was great between her Domines and herself, they were hesitant to sell her on and unfortunately, their business was the training of slaves and they organised for a private viewing for a noblewoman. Turia ensured she was doing her best possible work. Her fingertips trembled a little, slowly but surely, it was complete. At fifteen she had changed hands for the first time. The noblewoman clapped her hands in approval and it was settled. Her ownership was transferred over. Before she would leave to where her fate began. Her old Dominus placed his hands on her shoulders, told her to be a good girl and the gods would be kind of her. She went to the old house, and instantly found herself overwhelmed by the amount of slaves. The wealth the family had was extreme. It took her a while in order to find her footing. Slowly but surely, she made herself useful. The other slaves would test her at first. She found her place within the household. During the celebrations of Saturnalia, she was surprised when the Domina of the household gave her a plate of food, sat her down with a cup of wine, and asked her all about her life while the celebrations went on around them. She found it to be rather strange. Soon the confidence and the wine opened her lips -- and her legs. Turia bedded her Domina and enjoyed the experience. After Saturnalia had ended, there was an unspoken bond between the two and Turia soon found herself often in the Domina's bed when her husband had not visited. Every so often she could be found in her Domina's retinue as she wandered through the streets of Rome. A small bag ready with items needed to ensure her Domina always looked her best. In 74CE, her life is just beginning.. Gothic | GMT+11 | PM or Discord.
  22. Claudia Caesaris 17 | 28th November 56CE | Imperial | Princess | Bisexual | Canon | Hannah Megan Lawrence Personality. Claudia as she is known and called, was raised at a time of peril from her family. The memory of her mother was kept alive through listening to her deeds through her sisters, Antonia, Drusilla, and other women she had been close to in life, although they did not spend a lot of time with her. Claudia remembers her sister, Livia, and remembers the vipers as they circled around her before she fled with her. She views herself as the blood connection from the different families, the old Claudii and the new Flavii-Alexandrii, and wants to ensure peace between her family. She works on maintaining good relationships with them, and cares for them deeply. Her views are often concealed, even from those closest to her and she is skilled at a courtier's smile. Much of the trauma experienced by witnessing or hearing about the rest of her family has been mostly forgotten. She does not speak nor think much on it. Instead, Claudia has worked on strengthening herself for whatever life throws at her. She has an educated mind. Eager to learn, observant, yet also willing to argue if she deems it necessary, and has a touch of a rebellious streak. Claudia has a firm belief and completely unwavering sense in her own worth. She is unwilling to compromise it for anyone. She also has this high standard for those associated with her -- and frowns on it if she deems they have compromised it for someone. She is resilient, adaptive in order to achieve her goals, and unfortunately, she lacks an understanding of those less fortunate than her. Claudia has a devious streak, she remembers those who have wronged her and will try to bring them down. Like her mother before her, she has an interest in horses, a keen mind for education and a desire to learn. When it comes to friendships it takes considerable time for her to build trust, it also takes moments for her to lose it completely. Having been used as an asset in the past, it has caused animosity for her that she has taken to her uncle, Quintus Caesar. It is beneficial to have the man in power on her side. Claudia is a mix of a desire for tradition, and new ways. Claudia has become close with Drusilla. Other women associated with her family she has developed relationships with. With men, for the most part, she is guarded towards them and despises lechery or otherwise crude behaviour. Appearance She stands at 5'3ft tall. Claudia's build is slender with developed curves, her body does not show signs of pregnancy or heavy work. Rarely she will use a cosmetic slave in order to highlight her features. Her hair is dark and thick, often coiled or curled to frame her face. Claudia's eyes are blue, similar in shade and hue to her father, Claudius. Her skin is a pale ivory, she takes time to avoid excessive sunlight and is active when it comes to maintaining her physical health. Her clothing is always clean and made of expensive quality. Favouring paler blues, purples, and using striking pieces of jewelry to highlight her family wealth. Family Father: Drusus Claudius Sabucius (deceased) Mother: Flavia Lucilla Augusta (deceased) Siblings: (as below). Paternal Half-siblings. Gaius Claudius Caesar (deceased) Claudia Livia (deceased) Maternal Half-siblings. Marcus Claudius Caesar Darius (Later became, Darius Claudius Caesar Augustus) (deceased) Decimus Claudius Caesar Junus (Later became, Junus Claudius Caesar Honorianus) (deceased) Rufia Flavia Full siblings. Tiberius Claudius Sabucius (twin) Spouse: None. Children: None. Extended family. Paternal family. Manius Claudius Caesar (deceased) Claudia Gaia (Manius' wife, adopted by his family.) Claudia Corinthia Claudia Archaita (Claudius' sister, deceased) Acilia Aedia (deceased) Maternal family. Rufia Flavia's children Sestia Lucilla (b. 69) Gneaus Sestius Vaticanus Minor (b. 71) Sestia Honoria (b.73CE) Sestia Saturnia (b. 73CE) Quintus Flavius Caesar Alexander Augustus Unnamed Daughter (stillborn) Publius Flavius Alexander Belanus (deceased) Cnaeus Flavius Caesar Alexander Gemellus (deceased) Titus Flavius Caesar Alexander [Geminus] (b. 57) Flavia [Rutiliana] Caesaris (b. 61) Drusus Flavius Caesar Alexander (b. 67) Tiberius Claudius Sabucius (nephew & ward; son of Lucilla) Rufus Flavius Alexander (deceased) Jullus Flavius Alexander Flavia Juliana Flavia Alexandra Major (deceased) Flavia Alexandra Minor (deceased) Lucius Flavius Alexander Publius Flavius Alexander Cneaus Flavius Alexander Octavius Flavius Alexander Octavius Flavius Alexander Minor Flavia Valeriana Laelius, Marcus Aemilius Scaurus Alexander. Aemilia Scaura Aemilia Laeliana Publius Aemilius Scaurus Further extended family. Honorius - At one time, foster father. Cornelii-Scipiii- History Claudia was born in late 56CE alongside her twin brother, Tiberius. She was raised within the Imperial household, the youngest daughter of Claudius and sister to the current Caesar, Darius. Later, she became the foster daughter to Honorius while he waited for his biological (adopted by Claudius) son, Junus came of age. Her memories of her mother during this time are favourable, she was cherished and loved by the people around her and knew nothing but the support they had given her. In 60CE she remembers how her mother passed away, unable to see her and repeatedly asked where she had gone. A lasting memory that stood out for her was feeling her mother's bones when she hugged her, hidden under layers of padding and loose fitting clothing to conceal a majority of her illness. Fortunately, there were many statues to keep her memory alive. She remembers that her governess, Julia Valeria, was a frequent sight and presence in her life, too. The rest of her childhood was a pleasant time, despite the loss. She spent her time in the company of Antonia, her mother's best friend and unknown to her, lover. Along with the female members of her family who swore to protect both of the twins. With the death of Honorius and Junus, it left her with an uncertain fate, and there were many with grasping hands and ambition who would have tried to use her bloodline as a method to solidify their own claims. Flee to her grandmother. In 62CE, Livia knew the danger they were in and using Antonia's connections through the Lovers of Eris, she was able to be smuggled out of the city and traveled towards Antioch (?) where her uncle Quintus was with her grandmother. Along the way, Livia told her tales of the adventures they had and promised that she would protect her along the way. She kept asking what had happened to Tiberius. All Livia said was that she would meet up with him again soon. The following years meant she spent a lot of time with her grandmother, Annthea, and learned about the ways a politician behaved in Rome. Annthea ensured she had a proper education in Latin and Greek, she understood how to manage a large household, knew how to conduct household rituals and understood her place within society. She met her cousin, Flavia Caesaris Rutiliana and the pair of them became close. It was like having a little sister of her own to protect and look after. Soon after they arrived, Livia became ill and later died. She was given an impressive funeral where the oratory was conducted by Quintus Caesar, an omen on the position he would take in Rome. In 63CE, with her Uncle as the undisputed Caesar, she made her return to him and found herself returning to Rome once more. She was angry at the return to her home. They had changed it and soon, they were able to return it back to the state it had been before. Claudia was reunited with Rufia Flavia, her half-sister who stood firm against Clemens and ended the tyrants life. Claudia was impressed with her strength and determination. The next series of years was about her getting used to the changes they had made. In 66CE she met the woman who would become the Augusta. From the older dynasty, a princess in her own right and Claudia had been concerned about Julia Drusilla, would she be mad like the rumours said her father was? Yet, when she met her. Drusilla was kind, polite, considerate and above all, welcoming. When she told Drusilla she was a princess, Drusilla agreed and they soon became close friends. She did not initially know how to respond to her. Soon, she found herself happily residing with Drusilla's retinue and looking to her as a second mother. In 67CE Quintus Caesar and Drusilla married. Soon her cousin, Drusus Flavius Caesar Alexander, was born in 67CE and she was happy with the news. She held him in her arms and was pleased. Later, she heard whispers about the tale of strife between family members and wondered. What would happen to Drusus? What would ultimately happen to her? She did not speak of these fears or these concerns to anybody. Later that year, tragedy struck when Annthea passed into the next life. Another of her many motherly figures faded into memory. In later years, Claudia grew to become the refined and polished woman, taking in life lessons and teachings from the women who had been important parts of her earlier life. As the years go by, she becomes increasingly aware that her marriage would be gradually approaching soon, and her uncle would be finding the correct match. Would he be of use to Rome? Or to her? Current time. OOC: Has two personal horses; Soluto (Warlord) bay Spanish type horse & Aureus (golden) palomino mare. Gothy | GMT+11 | PM or Discord
  23. Claudia Gaia 33 | 14th June 40CE | Imperial | Matron (also Corinthia's warden) | Bisexual | Original | Stephanie Leonidas Personality. Gaia, or Χρυσανθη (Chrysanthe) as she was originally known as was not born with malice in her heart. Deep down, she believes that there is good in everyone and if you're nice to people they will be kind to you. Despite how many times the events in her life have proven otherwise. Gaia enjoys the fruits of life, having developed a taste for them and enjoys surrounding herself with beautiful people, and things. She is sensual, a lover of music and can play both the harp and the flute. And has been known to have taken many lovers over the years. Some were a necessity, some were out of love, and others were completely out of pleasure. She is able to speak both Greek and Latin, along with being able to read and write in both. Gaia never developed the mind of a politician. Fortunately for her, she has no illusions about her intelligence levels and in modern terms would be considered a ditz. Gaia is not a skilled liar, often stumbling over her words and avoiding eye contact when she is being dishonest -- although she also does this when she is intimidated by something or someone. She is charitable, often going out of her way for her friends and fortunately her faithful body slave Nahia would often keep an eye on her. There is a loving, sisterly relationship between the two women with Nahia often instructing her Mistress to make the best choices. Gaia is a parent to her daughter, Corinthia. The daughter of the one time adopted heir to Claudius before the fates decreed that another should take the throne. Loving, protective, and unfortunately she completely spoilt her defiant child. Her daughter has a cruel, defiant, possessive and domineering personality. The opposite of her kind-natured mother. She believes most of her family to be dead. Generally she does not think of them or the bloody fates they had. She lost her first and most beloved husband, Manius Claudius Caesar or Manius Acilius Glabrio Leontius as he was known before he was adopted. While the man had a vindictive and grasping nature, he was always kind and considerate towards Gaia. Spoiling her and eventually taking her as his wife before he was slain for murdering Claudius. Gaia to this day believes he is innocent -- well, mostly. She has taken many lovers in the past and was known for her enjoyment of it. While there were many friendships formed, none of them resulted in either marriage or a relationship. Many of her betrothals have ended up with the death of her fiance's before the date and she has begun to wonder whether she is cursed with bad luck. Ultimately Gaia wishes for her daughter to be happy and safe. Deep down there is a suspicion about her daughter's true nature. An actual confirmation of her sweet daughter being a monster would be her greatest fear come to life. Another fear is the complete destruction of Rome although far-fetched. Although another would be to become enslaved once more. Appearance Gaia stands at 5ft tall. She has a slender frame with average muscle tone, her body has womanly curves on the smaller side and her skin is olive in colour, although darker in the areas that have been exposed to sunlight. She frequently has a relaxed and casual posture, and has been known to slouch when she sits down. Her face is round, her eyes are large, dark and expressive. Her eyes are framed by thick, dark eyelashes. Over the years the sunlight has given her the earlier signs of crows feet that will deepen over time. Around her lips are the lines that will slowly turn into smile lines as she gets older. Gaia's teeth are slightly off-white. Her hair is naturally curly, often flowing down her back and is a light brunette in colour. Informal/around the home. A simple peplos of varying colour, although they are typically white. A palla may be draped around her head or shoulders if the weather is colder than usual. The linen is always high quality. Formal occasions. She often doesn't wear the stola, the symbol of married and respectable matrons of Rome. A fascia around her breasts beneath, her clothing varies; yet she often wears blues, expensive white fabrics, pinks and matches her jewelry to what she's wearing. On her feet she wears sandals made out of soft leather, decorated with jewels. Family Father: Herakles of Corinth (deceased) Mother: Artemisia, wife of Herakles of Corinth, (deceased) Siblings: --Brother - Antipater, 36, currently in slavery, (deceased) --Brother - Androcles, 34, currently in slavery, (deceased) Spouse: None. Children: Claudia Corinthia (b. 55CE) Extended family. Archaita's children. Manius Acilius Glabrio Leontius (deceased) Acilia Glabria (deceased) Claudius Caesar's biological children. Gaius Claudius Caesar (deceased) Claudia Livia (deceased) Tiberius Claudius Sabucius Claudia Caesaris Former spouse: Manius Acilius Glabrio Leontius who was adopted and became; Manius Claudius Caesar. Freedwoman: Claudia C.L Nahia History Gaia was born as Χρυσανθη (Chrysanthe) in 40CE. Her childhood was mostly uneventful and fairly conventional for her family. She was born into a family of farmers, well off yet still farmers. She was mostly illiterate, working hard to bake bread and otherwise be obedient. Her betrothed was selected to be a cousin of hers, mainly so there would be no loss of money within the family and so they could be sure that she would marry a good man. Chrysanthe was mostly oblivious to the world around her. Her world was her friends, family, and the village they resided in. One thing she did know was that money began to become harder to come by in 52CE with the rising taxation. In 53CE, her brothers joined the rebellion against Rome and this was unknown to her parents. When the civil war came to Greece and the retribution was swift and decisive. Her parents were slain in the conflict with her brothers taken into slavery. Many of the women were taken as war booty, however, her beauty was noticed by Manius Rutilius Cyprianus. An ambitious man who wished to offer a gift to the Imperial family. She was given to Manius' (her husband to be) sister, Archaita. In turn, she was given to her son as a plaything and a genuine love formed between the pair of them. Manius taught her how to read, play the harp and the flute, and showed her a world that she never knew existed. He gave her the name she would now go by. Gaia. The name Chrysanthe now long forgotten. Faithfully, she followed him wherever he went during the course of his travels, and worried for his fate should the worst ultimately occur. Still, she was happy. Manius broke with convention and married her. Already casting a dark light on Manius' political career and reducing his favour among the members of the nobility. In <>, her mother-in-law, Archaita, passed away and Gaia did not find herself missing her. Birth of Corinthia occurred in 55CE and early on it was easy to see that the child inherited her mother's beauty -- yet her father's ambitious mind. She spoiled the child, and after the loss of Manius, she spoiled her even more and ignored the warning signs about her daughter's personality. In 56CE, Manius, the love of her life died, and she mourned and wept for him. He was given a proper funeral to honour his status and his life. In 57CE, she becomes increasingly aware that she needs to maintain favour with the Imperial family and reaches out to them. They are friendly and considerate of her, despite her former status, and she is relieved. In 60CE Lucilla passed away only to be followed by Junus and Honorius later on. She reached out to try to help although there was not much she could do. She stayed in Rome as long as possible before she felt it got too dangerous. She fled with Corinthia to Greece, and stayed quiet. Perfectly happy for Corinthia to forget who she was in order to keep her safe. She heard the news of the dictatorship and the uncertainty involving the Imperial twins, and the fate of Rufia Flavia. All she could do was remain in safety in Greece -- unfortunately, she was unable to reach them to help them without drawing attention to herself. Something she has long regretted not being able to do. Many years after the fact, she has heard word from Honorius as he travels by a different name and unfortunately, no word came of it and she began to worry. Quintus became Caesar in 63CE and with it brought peace and prosperity to Rome. When she was sure it was safe, she returned to Rome with Corinthia along with the family's most trusted slaves. Her slave Nahia was officially freed and remained in her household as both a friend and patron. Over the years, there has been considerable happiness and a bright future for them. Over the years, offers of marriage began to trickle in although unfortunately all the men seemed to go missing. Her life has been most uneventful, her amorous behaviour has slowed down now she has begun to feel more secure in her place in Rome, and wanted to remain free from connections. Her marriage had brought her money, security, and relative freedom. Something she was unwilling to compromise for anyone. Her years were mostly uneventful although she has connected herself to the current Augusta in friendship. Perhaps Gaia is more politically ware than people would first assume? In the current time, Gaia is seeking out a husband for Corinthia (and possibly for herself) and hopes that there is a bright future for them both.  Gothy | GMT +11 | DM or PM
  24. GAIUS PETRONIUS AQUILIUS 70| 7th June 3CE | Equite | Writer| Heterosexual | Original | Morgan Freeman Personality. Gaius is highly interested in the world around him. The people. The places. Especially the people. Gaius is writing about the people of the Empire. It doesn't matter what the status or the occupation of the person is. If they have a story than he wants to tell it. Gaius is a loving family man, his home is often quite loud with many members living under one roof and at one time, he was a bossy father. Now, he has relaxed into his old age. The twilight years of his life are filled with joy. He is able to do the things that he wished he had the time to do when he was younger. His education was focused on commerce and coin rather than reading for amusement or pleasure. While now he spends the majority of his time in the service of learning about the world around him in his twilight years. Gaius is grateful to have lived so long. Despite all the loss, the Gods have been remarkably kind to his family over the years. His memory slips now and then. The forgetfulness fortunately now being limited to small things. Yet what will the future hold? Gaius intends to enjoy life until the Fates decide that his cord is ready to be cut. He longs for the day when he will be reunited with his late wife in the afterlife. Appearance Gaius stands at 5'4ft with a slight hunched back and stiff joints due to arthritis building up in his limbs. His hair and beard are coarse in texture, greying, and his body is relatively lean. His body has the sagging skin associated with muscle loss that comes with age. His face is weathered, his formerly dark hair now predominately grey. His eyes are dark, with his right one showing the early signs of blindness, and he has most of his teeth. Some are slightly off-white with one of the molars falling out from age. He would routinely go between clean shaven or with a light beard, depending on the season. Gaius' build is that of an older man. At one point he enjoyed the more rigorous sports and athletics, now he prefers a gentle stroll. He is always seen using a wooden walking stick to aid him in the process. Family Father: Gaius Petronius Aquilius Major (deceased) Mother: Scribonia Afrikana Siblings: Petronia Scribonia (b. 1CE,deceased) Spouse: Aurelia Paulina (deceased) Children: Gaius Petronius Aquilius Urianus: , 15 years old. Petronia Aquila (b.38 age: )-- the eldest. Bossy Petronia Aquila Minor (b. 40)-- Respectability married. Loves the arts. Petronia Scribonilla (b. 41)-- Middle child syndrome. Petronia Aquililla (b.43)(deceased) Petronia Aquiliana (b. 47) -- Fiesty and closest with her Father. Extended family: Petronia Scribonia's children (Husband, Vibius Hostilius Scearna) (For the player to create) Petronia Aquila's husband: Decimus Urius Frontus Petronia Aquila's kids. Gaius Petronius Aquilius Urianus (adopted by Gaius) Uriana Petronia * Petronia Aquililla's kids. Two twin granddaughters. Septima Major Septima Minor (Came to live with him during Clemens' rule). A lot of the rest will be up to the player's who take on the wanteds. Other: His family originate from Mauritania with his family having apparently been a nobleman of King Ptolemy of Mauritania. Who was an ally to Rome. It is unknown whether this is true or not. The family became citizens through service through the Roman war machine or were merchants who sold Egyptian linen and silks from the East to Rome. The demand with the wealthy meant the family continued to rise upwards. The family have estates in North Africa and a respectable home in Rome itself. Most of the family will be made into wanteds at some point. History Gaius was born in 4CE as the second born child and firstborn son of Gaius Petronius Aquilius Major and Scribonia Afrikana. His family was stable, hard working and determined that he would be a constructive member of Roman society. The family had originally gained their citizenship through military service, and he learned about coinage, economics, fabrics (quality for the family business), and he tended to this side of things until he was seventeen years of age. While he wanted to join the army, the family business was considered to be more important and he stayed behind. He married Aurelia Paulina in late 37CE,and his eldest daughter, called Petronia Aquila was born in 38CE. In late 40CE, the family had the birth of another child to welcome into the family and he was happy. In 41CE his third daughter was brought into the family. He visited a sooth-sayer who told him he would be blessed with happiness, healthy daughters, and a long life. Yet he would not father any sons. Always always his mind would go back to the time when he met people from distant lands and thought more about them. their lives, and their stories. They were largely successful, and during this period of time he was blessed with many children (and later there would be grandchildren). In 44CE, Maurentia was now made into a Roman province and removed from the Kingship of old. Fortunately, his family had been romanised for several generations and their wealth had elevated them into becoming Equites. His grandfather had served and had given the family citizenship. Other time, the last of his daughters were married with his strictfulness slowly giving way to warmth, happiness and a desire for enjoyment. In 52CE the business enterprise in Aegyptus was lessened due to the growing nationalism that slowly died down, and was restored. Other than that, those years were mostly uneventful for him and his family. The years of 53CE and 54CE were mostly uneventful for Gaius, although there were incidents when minor issues would impact the amount of trade they were able to conduct. Through the years he had heard about the conflicts of Rome, normally from a distance from the home in Lepis Magna and felt blessed to not be caught in the middle of it. The family had history in Lepis Magna and patroned many of the buildings within the city. In the conflict of the civil war in 61CE, his daughter and his son-in-law were both killed with his two granddaughters coming to live with him. The family mostly resided there until 63CE when Gaius came to Rome to reside there to manage the family business while his nephew, manages that side from Lepis Magna or Alexandria. The family had now been living in Rome for nearly a decade, still maintaining trade and the connections that had been made. 64CE to 71CE were mostly uneventful for him other than expanding the buildings, and being about to spend time with his wife, Aurelia. Their home was a place of warmth, laughter and joy. The extended members of the family lived with them. With all of his daughters married, it was his duty to ensure all of his grandchildren would marry well and go on to live happy and virtuous lives. For close to ten years he managed the family business. Slowly and surely, age began to take a toll on his body and mind. His eldest daughter and her husband began to take more of a prominent role in the family business. In 72CE, the Gods finally took his wife into the afterlife. Aurelia had passed away during the night in her sleep surrounded by her family and loved ones. Gaius (and the rest of the family) paid for a funerary monument for her along the Via Appia among the greatest members of Rome. Since then, his eldest daughter and son-in-law took over the family business, running things and giving him more time to relax in his twilight years. Since he had no sons of his own. He formally adopted his grandson who would inherit the family business. This extra time and loneliness from not having his wife with him meant he had more time to ponder and spend time with his grandchildren. In 73CE, he decided now was the time to begin his quest to learn more about the various people of Rome. Gaius began meeting with people and writing about them -- any rank. All their stories needed to be told. Gothy | GMT+11 | PM or Discord
  25. Quintus Sulpicius Rufus. FORTY-TWO | seventh month 29CE | SENATORE | SENATOR | Bi-curious | Wanted | John Hannah Personality. He is quiet, unassuming, and at first glance he could be considered to be cold towards others. He has seen many men rise and fall. Despite this quiet, he will act behind the scenes to protect his own interests and to ensure the survival of his family. A political match that soon turned into a loving one, something that came to his surprise. At all times, he is polite and civil. Even when it comes to dealing with his foes. Quintus has an ability to lure people into a false sense of security about him. A gift that makes him an able politician. Quintus is a man of uncomplicated yet refined tastes. Why have many women when you can have the finest quality? Together Cornelia and he are in a relationship with a freedwoman called, Sulpicia L Venusiana (Venusiana) in an equal partnership. How could one man be so blessed? When it comes to his children he leaves most of their early education to their mother, especially the daughters who would likely learn as mcuh as they can. He proudly teaches his sons what he knows and believes about human nature, politics, and the kinds of people that will likely cause issues. While he is not overly affectionate, he has held his children and offered his congratulations when they have made him proud. Appearance Quintus stands at 5'8 tall. He has a calm demeanour and it shows in his facial expressions. His face is always clean shaven (except during times of grief). His hair is a light brown, flecked with grey and cropped short. His eyes are grey-blue, large and expressive. His body is mostly unremarkable, neither excessively ugly or handsome. Family Father: Lucius Sulpicius Rufus (b. deceased, former Consul.) Mother: Plancia Magna (b. alive) Siblings: Sulpicia Rufia (b. 48 years old) Titus Sulpicius Rufus (b. 34years old) Spouse: Cornelia Scipionis Children: Quintus Sulpicius Rufus Minor {b. 60} Appius Sulpicius Rufus {b. 62} Sulpicia Rufiana {b. 64} Sulpicia Annthea {b. 68} Extended family. Paternal Sulpicia Rufia's husband = Lucius Volusius Saturninus (Senator) Quintus Volusius Saturninus (b. 60CE) Gaius Volusius Saturninus (b.64CE) (Other children did not survive.) Titus Sulpicius Rufus' wife = Valeria Flacca (Daughter of Publius Valerius Flaccus, Senator) Sulpicia Flacca (b. 61CE) Publius Sulpicius Rufus (b. 65CE) Sulpicia Valeriana (b. 70CE.) Maternal (Grandfather, Senator) Marcus Plancius Magnus Marcus Plancius Magnus Minor age 40. Plancia Magnilla Extended family on the Plancia-Magna page. Other: The Freedwoman: Sulpicia L Venusiana Related to the Corneli-Scipiii through his spouse. History Born in 29CE, Quintus was a quiet and studious boy. His sister was the elder, the apple of his father's eye and was fussy and protective. He was a small child, quiet yet interested in the world around him. He learned the traits that he . Later, his little brother was born (year here) and was his opposite. Bold, brash and wanting nothing more than to be a famous Legatus. He followed his father to the Senate and eagerly listened to the debates that occurred on the lead up to the august building, although what struck him as more interesting was watching the men who served in the Senate and learning about their personality traits. What made these men tick? How did they grow and develop? At the age of nineteen (48CE) he was one of the Viginitiviri and specifically served as a decemviri stlitlibus iudicanus. This gave him further understanding concerning the affairs of freedmen and slaves. Something that would come in handy many years into the future with Venusiana. He served for an additional term and found himself drawn to these matters of state. His father recommended that he gain some experience within the legions to benefit his political career. Quintus was sent to Illyria in 50CE and fortunately it was a relatively peaceful period within the empire. In 55CE he was discharged and prepared for his life within the Senate body. Political sphere. Quintus became a Senator in 59CE when he had reached and gained political position. Loosely he aligned himself with supporters of the Caesars and it became more absolute with his later marriage to Cornelia Scipionis. Herself a relative to Darius Caesar and later on, Junus Caesar. A time of hostility towards the Senate and frustration. At times he began to wonder whether he should have chosen a military path yet from his previous experience. He knew it would have done neither Rome nor himself any good. Married Cornelia Scipionis in 59CE. It was a political union, one that he had made out of duty and found himself drawn to his beautiful new wife. Soon though, he valued her intelligence and input of what she had to say. Admittedly, he did wonder about Annthea's influence on his wife and later come to believe that it had saved his life. Together they had a son to call their own, named in his honour and he felt a change inside him. They had a body slave called Venusiana that the pair of them gained a fond affection for that developed into love. A few years after the fact they freed her. Eyes on the crowd. In 60CE the Augusta died and soon Honorius Caesar and Junus Caesar were both killed in their respective areas. An event that shocked the people of Rome. There were many voices who opposed Cyprianus and his desperate grasp for power. Like many, he was nearly killed in order to prevent him from reaching the Senate and unfortunately, he (and the others) were not able to put a stop to it. Therefore he fell silent and with the supporters who did not like Cyprianus. They remained quiet until his crimes would finally become too great for even his supporters to ignore. . 62CE Clemens purge. Both Consuls at the time were put to the sword. Fortunately for Quintus, many of his extended family members were not currently in Rome. He did not send for Cornelia, instead preferring that she remain safely away from the capital and was happy that Venusiana was there with her to support her. There was not much he could do. At first, he was relatively quiet about what he was going to do and who he was going to support. Outwardly, he was compliant with Clemens and wanted to ensure that his family survived. If the young prince Tiberius remained alive, he would support him when he finally came of age and understood that Rome needed to be governed by an effective leader to end the tyranny of the later years. The only candidate was Quintus Alexander. The Civil war. Went to the East to support Quintus and paid large bribes to ensure that his wife and children would not come to any harm. When Quintus Alexander has his final victory he returns to Cornelia and Venusiana. They embrace and hold each other. Unable to let each other go. Happy their family was all reunited once more, and he began to settle into the new regime. He celebrates in his home with a glass of wine upon the news of the death of Clemens. At the end of the year, another glass is had for when Cyprianus was murdered after Seia Imperia won her trial against him. 63CE Quintus Alexander becomes the next Caesar leading to a decade of peace and prosperity. Much of his time is devoted to supporting the Senate, protecting his family interests and building up. Due to his wealth and connections, every so often someone who would try to approach him trying to pry information out of him-- and often revealing more of their intentions that they previously believed. 64CE birth of third child, Rufiana. With 65 to 67CE being largely uneventful in terms of events for his family. In 67CE, Quintus Caesar and Julia Drusilla are both married in a ceremony attended by the movers and shakers of Rome. In 68CE they celebrated the birth of the fourth child following the death of the Cornelia Annthea, the matriarch who taught the female members of her family how to survive and thrive in the political sphere of Rome. Her son, Quintus Caesar gave the eulogy at her funeral (along with being deified) and her life was celebrated while the family mourned the passing of the respectable matron. 69-71CE were times of relative quiet with nothing particular of note happening for him. In 72CE he served as Consul in the most recent year before the last, and became increasingly aware of Quintus' son Titus and Tiberius both being considered possible heirs with neither being pushed in favour of the other. In the current time, he maintains himself as a Senator of Rome and is distantly married a relative of the Imperial family. He aims to keep and advance his family through Rome. One thing could be said about him -- he is a political survivor.  GOTHIC | GMT+11 | PM or Discord.
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