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    Octavius Sulla Maecenas
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    5'10', 165 lbs.

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    Business or Pleasure?


    Name: Octavius "Sulla" Maecenas
    Aliases: Jonathan Black
    Edward Sullivan
    Eric Donald
    Age: 22
    Race: Human
    Hair Color: Dirty Blond
    Eye Color: Green
    Height: 5'10''
    Weight: 169 lbs.
    Occupation: Assassin

    Appearance: While many people often try to find opportunities to stand out from their peers, sometimes being a face in the crowd has its advantages. Octavius is attractive, though not so far as to be noticeable. His hair, clothing, and overall hygiene are compulsively kept clean to an almost unsettling level. His frame seems a bit small, but further inspection would unveil a fanatical devotion to physical fitness that have sculpted muscles fit for his needs.

    Personality: Octavius is a convincing liar. He outwardly displays emotions of kindness, compassion, and humility to the point where one could swear he was too naive for the world. But behind every smile and sweet word beats the black heart of a man whose only pleasure is taking the life of another man.

    When it comes to his targets, Octavius spares no effort in their elimination. Planning the perfect hit is his ritual. Page upon page in his journal will be filled with detailed sketches of locations and people of interest, notes on routines, and contingency plans for any situation he can fathom. His strikes are surgical in precession, and the utmost care it taken to allow time for escape. His finest triumphs look like accidents, though a certain theatricality in him allows for leeway in his grizzly acts. When the deed is done, his trophies include a fattened bank account and journals that help him relive every sweet moment.

    History: They say monsters are not born; there are traumas too great for the human spirit to bear. However, Octavius' life was never difficult. He lived comfortably as the son of wealthy merchants. His parents, though doddering, were neither abusive or neglecting. Their only flaw was their love that blinded them to the boy they would raise.

    By the time he was twelve, Octavius' father stopped buying pets for his son. He considered them a bad investment, when one too many times their newest puppy would be dragged off by wolves. Though trails of blood that led to a nearby thicket on their property were all the evidence that remained, the astounding tales of how Octavius received wounds trying to defend his beloved pet earned him a reputation as a kindhearted fool. Even when rumors surfaced that his playmates had been injured during a play fight gone awry, Octavius was seen clumsy for his lack of restraint. Suspicions did not have time simmer. News of the boy's death in a carriage accident swept the village in a fit of mourning. His body was rendered unrecognizable from the beasts that had fed on the remains, and that village had buried Octavius and any ill-will towards him during an extravagant funeral.

    What remains now is a mystery. The boy survived and never returned to change people's minds. He'd grown into a man, strong and skilled. What training he'd received is a secret known only to Octavius. Even his clientele are kept in the dark about his past. Only his targets catch a glimmer of what transformed a soulless youth into predator. But not for long.


    Empathy: Through some strange combination of rigid training and mind altering substances, Octavius has gained the ability to connect to a single target through eye contact. When activated, he feels what the other feels and vice versa. Through his target's eyes, Octavius lives out every twinge of fear, hate, love, and pain. And those he connects too can feel the cool draft of emptiness deep within his dead soul. Only faintly, through the cold and the dark can they see the grim approach of eagerness, of hunger and rage, that lurks in his void of a heart.

    Combat: Octavius is above average in hand to hand combat. His style is not ideal for direct confrontations, but he's well versed in counters, weak points, and submission moves to help even odds. When he does use a weapon, he prefers a small blade to keep his hands free as much as possible.

    Stealth: In parts unknown, Octavius has learned well in the arts of remaining unseen and unheard. He knows how to soften his steps, creep through the shadows, and leave without a trace. Though impressive, he is still only human and lacks the years needed to make one a master. Still, he has not been caught yet.

    Security: Though by no means an expert, Octavius has a solid idea behind the workings of locks and other secured items. Given enough time, there are few things that are safe from his reach.

    Genius: Octavius is brilliant for his age, and shows a quick wit in dire situations. So long as he can keep a clear head, there is bound to be a well calculated plan to follow.

    Knife: One steel knife of unremarkable quality or make. 10" long with a handle carved from cherry wood.
    Several changes of clothing: ranging from peasant outfits to coverings more deserving of the higher class.
    Several Empty Journals: Leather bound and just waiting to be filled!
    Last edited by Sulla; 11-25-10 at 01:26 AM.
    "The man who is to be great is the one who can be the most solitary, the most hidden, the most deviant, the man beyond good and evil, lord of his virtues, a man lavishly endowed with will - this is precisely what greatness is to be called: it is able to be as much a totality as something multi-faceted, as wide as it is full."

    I Wish I Could Eat You Sun
    Hollow is my Crown
    Give Way To Bloom
    Glasses and Straight Razor

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    Level completed: 46%,
    EXP required for next level: 8,697

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    Letho Ravenheart
    Hair Color
    Dark brown, turning gray
    Eye Color
    Dark brown
    6'0''/240 lbs
    Corone Ranger

    Looks good all around.

    You are approved. Welcome to Althanas.
    "Turning and turning in the widening gyre
    The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
    The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
    The best lack all conviction, while the worst
    Are full of passionate intensity."

    William Butler Yeats - The Second Coming

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