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Caradoc Redpath[/center]
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An apprehensive oddball with some serious people problems.[/center]
[center][b]DETAIL:[/b][/center]In a world flooding with humans, the powers that be are attempting to limit the human population through any means possible. Whether through killing, castration, or any other number of things, the heads of this society will control the quantity, quality, and distribution of residents; but it is all in the name of a much desired utopia that can only exist if they get to do as they please. It is from this belief—that humans must maintain their population to achieve paradise— that the rest of Caradoc's reality stems. 
 
There are too many beings and too few resources. Humanity seems to be drowning itself in kiddies, and the problem is only worsening as more and more mouths to feed manifest. Those in charge have put a family planning policy in place that they hope will help control the population. Depending on where you are in the nation, the amount of children you can have is dictated by either a lottery, your genetics, or the number you can protect and feed. The inhabitants must submit to a series of payments throughout their life to keep their fertility; when born, parents must pay for their child to keep their potency; when those children reach maturity they must pay; and when they have their own kids they must pay. 

Measures are taken so as to discourage or disable people from reproducing. Sterilizing or castrating your children after birth is rewarded with ration cards. The children who go to school are taught to fear sex including a man and a woman and abstain from ever involving themselves in such things, for homosexuality is far more noble and clean. Those we used to call savages and murderers are secretly employed by the higher ups, and whenever they want to be amused they will put on a show. 

Caradoc was just born in a shit hole. His parents didn't want to see their extra child be slain, so they instead put their bundle of joy in a small basket and handed him off to interested adopters. Poor little redpath suffered the same education as every other kid in school: learning to fear da sexy times, ration cards are pretty sweet, and that human lives are worth close to nothing. When he finished his education, the young man started his training as an assassin.
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