I hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as i have typing out the info on my character, he is basiclly talking directly to you Name: Mathius "The Butcher" Player: Thantos Nature: Monster Demeanor:Bravo Concept: Gladiator Clan: Gangrel Generation:7th Sire: Antia Appearance- chisel jaw and muscle tone that could a roman centurion cry, he was built to fight and kill, taught never to run, taught not to feel pain, taught to show no mercy, Mathius is a bred fighter, scars on his body for every fight he has been in, but still he lives to fight on, even when it means death is certain, he won’t run, he will stand his ground and confront anything that comes after him Gear: Armor- [url]http://www.medievalcollectibles.com/p-22907-praetorian-leather-battle-armor-set.aspx[/url] just steel instead of leather except for the battle skirt and spiked in the bracers, shoulders, battle skirt has steel spikes and the greaves are spiked at the knees the helmet is had spike tusks Weapons: [url]http://www.smkw.com/large/knife/DBFM491_model1.jpg[/url] one on each hand / [url]http://www.medievalcollectibles.com/p-15587-gladiator-barbarian-sword.aspx[/url] the sword he used in his many battles in the arena [hider=Stats] Strength:4 Dexterity:3 Stamina:3 Charisma:2 Manipulation:2 Appearance:2 Perception:3 Intelligence:2 Wits:3 Talents Alertness:3 Athletics:3 Brawl:3 Dodge:3 Intimidation:3 Subterfuge:3 Skills Archery:3 Crafts:2 Melee:3 Ride:3 Stealth:3 Survival:3 Knowledge Linguistics:3 Occult:2 Disciplines Auspex:3 Fortitude:3 Potence:3 Backgrounds Mentor:0 Generation:3 Status:3 Domain:3 Contacts:0 Influence:0 Virtues Conscious/Conviction:3 Self-Control/Instinct:3 Courage:3 Road: Road of the Beast Willpower:? Blood Pool:? [/hider] [hider=Mortal Life] I remember my life well, I was born a slave in the year AD 63, a child shouldnt have to suffer such a terrible fate, the whip, the beating, eventually in my youth, I snapped, I lost my temper, and the guard that was beating me, died a painful death, I was 19 then, then i found myself in a fate worse then that of death, The Coliseum, I went from the murderous slave, to a fighting monster, to survive, I spilled the blood of my friends, just to entertain the public, eventually after i had turned 26, I realized there was no escape from this fate, I had to fight, I wanted to be free but i knew that the fool sitting in his throne wouldnt let me, so i waited, i planned out every move, trained with every weapon, even killed with my own hands, i eventual dubbed the name "The Butcher" a fitting name for the ruthless beast i had become, i became known for tearing my enemies apart, one day, when i laid my opponent out, the ruler threw a ax into the ring, and gave me the thumbs down, and to my nature, i made my opponent suffer, i chopped off his legs, then his arms, before finally, taking his head and raising it above my head, covered in blood i was that day, ruthless, a monster, the source of my rage though, was well, unknown, i hated my enemies, but i hated my masters more, the food was nice though, the reputation, the women, i was their best fighter, but all my glory came with a price, i was offered my freedom, but, i would not be able to have what glory i had became accustom to, if i stayed in the pits, and fought, i would receive all the attention i was getting, i turned down my freedom and kept fighting, but soon, i would make my escape, and then i will start a wonderful life. As a Free Man. [/hider] [hider=Where did I first Meet a Gangrel] Ah, my first run in with a Vampiri(vampire), needless to say it was part of the reason on how I escaped, see, when me and a few of my fellow Gladiators escaped and fought our way to the gates and when we got there, she was standing there, wearing a hooded cloak, she gazed at us, her eyes, fearless, one of my friends unaware of who stood nearby or what, and swung, only to meet his end, the woman with inhuman speed and strength, she ripped his arm off and stabbed him in the chest with his own sword, then one of my other friends, the fool, charged her with the trident, she flipped him off of it by smacking the trident down and while he flew through the air, she grabbed him and did something to his neck, it wasn’t till now that I know what she did, she fed off of him, draining him dry, eating her fill, she turned to me, seeing my friends killed with such ease, and we lasted so long together, in the coliseum, but yet they were dispatched with like a mere cattle, she then walked to me and spoke to me asking me if I wanted to live free and powerful, to live up to my arena name, Become the monster I was known to be, I pondered the situation, but when the guards showed my decision was clear, I chose to go with her, and she laughed as she slaughtered the guards and took me to the edge of the land, and she looked at me with promise, she offered me a new life, a better life, now I ask you, how could you say no? When you grow up as a slave and have to fight to survive, I just couldn’t say no to that. I said yes to it and then she drained me, drained me to the point of death, then she bit herself, and made me drink her own life’s blood, then she told me after she started to walk away, with her final words being ‘Time to Die’ I then felt sudden pain and gods this pain was so different, I then collapsed unconscious only to wake taking deep heavy breathes, and looking around only to see her and a few others like her, she smiled with her hood down and the others had hooded cloaks as well, swords on their sides, ‘Welcome to your new life’ she looked at the others, she smiled, she was amazing, but she wanted me to work for her, I turned her down, I should of gone, but all I got was her name and one of her guides to stay by my side [/hider] [hider=Who was my sire?] Her name was Antia, she was stunning, but I digress, I know nothing of her but her memories, well I guess I know some of her, but, I won’t tell you everything about her, other than that of she saved my life, and gave me a companion named Marcus, a strong capable fighter if I do say so myself, but the memories she gave me, and the training Marcus gave me, I am very dangerous [/hider] [hider=How do you feel about Mortals?] What else should I think, their food, that’s where they should stay [/hider] [hider=Where is your territory] I don’t like to stay in the same place, so pretty much Rome, the main city and the outer villages, which provide me with enough food to last me. 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