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Name: Aurelian
Nickname: as of now, none
Gender: male
Age: 22
Race: a bit of a mutt, it's hard to tell, though predominantly Venezuelan and Indian 
Affiliation: The Legion
Karma: has no clue what the fuck to do with this kid tbh
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Physique: HECKIN STACKED DUDE   

Height: 6'4

Weight: 190 lbs

Hair: Coffee brown and soft in texture, it's short around his ears while the top tends to lay in unkept curls. 

Eyes: His eyes are a warm, faded green, the color of the sun filtering through leaves. The green is an olive shade, more muted than the flecks of gold around his pupils. They are very soft and honest in their gaze

Skin: Naturally a warm, even shade of brown, years of spending time outdoors under the desert sun have darkened his skin into a bronzed tan.

Scars / Markings / Etc: Hypertrophic burns span the width of his chest, reaching up over his collarbones to the base of his neck. They're also scattered down his left arm closer to his shoulder. 

Clothing Description:

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Personality: His first impression can be rather off putting, but not in the way you would expect. There's an expectation of legionaries to possess a wary kind of rudeness, but instead he is very mellow and friendly, and is kind to strangers that don't start shooting first. Despite his violent faction and the cruelty of his fellow Legionaries, Aurelian is a very passive sort. A bit of an outsider and an anomaly within the Legion, he is a sweet natured young man with a surprisingly sunny outlook. His first instinct is to be warm rather than hostile, unless the situation calls for otherwise. More of a beta personality, he's content to follow the lead of those who have proven they are capable and is not one to argue unless he sees a dire need for it. He's genuine in his disposition, and nothing about his persona is manufactured or a facade. He is non-confrontational in nature, and does not challenge others unless they egg him on first, which has made him generally well liked among his peers and superiors. 

He is of rather simple intelligence, and is not book smart in any regard. Most social cues go over his head as well. He takes things very literally, so jokes, metaphors, and figures of speech are kind of lost on him.

However, his knowledge of fighting is his saving grace, as he is very savvy in combat situations. His physical prowess and fighting skill make him a force to be reckoned with, and keeps other legionaries from trifling with him.  

Skills: He can fuck you up tbh

Weaknesses: to put it nicely, he is not a clever man

Likes: babies

Dislikes: when babies cry

Fears: being the reason a baby cries

Backstory: Aurelian was actually born Santana Mattu, his mother and father traveling merchants in the Mojave. Affectionately dubbed Santi by his Latina mother, the first two years of his life were spent traveling the Mojave with his parents and their little caravan of scavengers. It was far from glamorous, but they made it work. His memory of this time is completely gone, and he couldn't tell you a thing about it even if he wanted to. He was well behaved, as far as infants and toddlers go, but had yet to say a word even after he turned two. His parents never would get to hear him speak, as their caravan was set upon by legion soldiers. All the men were killed, and the surviving women, of whom there were three, were taken as prisoners. Santana's mother was not one of them. The only child, he was also spared, and because he was still a toddler, was placed in the care of the Legion priestesses to be raised and trained as a soldier with the rest of the boys. They changed his name to Aurelian, and his old one was quickly forgotten. Because he was young enough, he didn't have to undergo the same conditioning as the older children, and was told that he had always been a part of the Legion. 

One of the priestesses, a woman dubbed Creusa, took a particular shine to the the orphaned toddler. He was much more docile than the other boys, and seemed more content to do as he was told, as far as small children go. He learned by observation rather than explanation, and saw the consequences of disobeying in the fate of the other boys rather than having to learn the hard way himself. Creusa took a more personal and active role in his upbringing than most priestesses did with the children that they were charged with raising for Caesar, which is probably what saved Aurelian from turning out as harsh and jaded as the others. This also resulted in a greater respect for women in general compared to the rest of the legion. 

He was a hardy child, and thrived in the lifestyle the legion provided, physically at least. He was taller and tougher than the other boys his age, which probably saved him from a lot of physical bullying, on account of the fact that disposition wise, he was always very soft. This milder character was heavily influenced by Creusa, as she wanted to shield him from as much she could without getting in trouble with higher ranking legionaries. This made him a bit of a social outcast when he was small, though it confused him more than bothered him.    
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Weapons:

1x machete
1x cowboy repeater


Aid:

Miscellaneous:

3x Stealth boys
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S.P.E.C.I.A.L:
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[*]S: 8
[*]P: 6
[*]E: 7
[*]C: 4
[*]I: 2 
[*]A: 8
[*]L: 5 
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Tagged Skills: Melee weapons, survival, sneak  

Perks:
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[*] Toughness
[*] Cowboy
[*] Rad Child
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Relationship Status: Single 

Love Interest(s): None, he doesn't really get the concept 

Family: His mother and father [both deceased] are unknown to him. The only "family" he has is the Legion. 

Friends / Allies:
	Act I:
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[*] Vulpes Inculta [ally] - 
[*] Creusa [friend] - a Legion priestess who raised him. Kind, but devoted to the Legion and their ideology. She is very spirited and devoted, these traits combined with her beauty landing her in the role of a Legion priestess to begin with. She was in her early twenties when Aurelian was placed in her care, and soon became very attached to him, since he seemed very keen on being wherever she was, having just been separated from his mother.   
[*] Scipio [friend] - A few years younger than Aurelian, they bonded when they were young due to the fact that neither of them quite fit in with the other boys. Scipio was small and socially awkward, which made him an easy target for the meaner children. At Creusa's prompting, Aurelian defended the younger boy from being picked on and they went on to become as close as brothers. 
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Enemies: While he has no personal vendettas, generally anyone who is against the Legion is an enemy (as per his training).
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Theme Song(s): 

Personal Theme: 
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	[*]Legionarie: [url=https://youtu.be/Q1UAjpQVeFc]The Wolf -- Fever Ray[/url]
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Battle Theme: 
Misc: 
	

Other:
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