[hider]Player Name: Joseph or joe

Character name: Lucas Flavius

Race: Imperial

Age: 19

Sex: Male

Physical Description: Lucas is a beautiful looking Imperial even to an Imperials standard. He’s around six foot and incredible shape with hardly any fat on him. His thick wavy brown hair is pulled back to just above his shoulders and has a well-trimmed stubble. He’s usually tanned but being so far north for a while it’s started to fade and for someone who’s been a part of the legion for a few years he has hardly any scars and his teeth are still perfect.  He has big dark brown eyes which make people believe he’s a nice and caring person. 

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Faith: Lucas acts like the pious saint when people in higher ranking positions are around but really, he doesn’t care or put much faith in the Gods believing they have nothing to do with someone’s outcome in life. He thinks if someone wants a better life they should go out and get it for themselves instead of praying. He usually looks down at people who worship the Daedra seeing them as barbaric.

Position: Hastati

Magic: He can cast a basic Oakflesh spell on himself.

Core:  Lucas spent all of his early life in the dilapidated city of Bravil were he had to deal with living in squalor and his drunken father’s abuse. His father claimed to be an ex imperial officer who left the Legion with a lot of honours, but the older Lucas got the more he heard rumours of his father's desertion. At first Lucas defended his father but the older he got, the more it made sense. Living in a shack and having to scrounge for food made him start to realise. A few times though he did overhear his father crying to himself when he was a drunken state muttering about mages burning his men alive. Lucas always wanted to know what his father had witnessed but was always too scared to ask. Ever since he could remember though, he knew his father hated mages and magic believing it was evil. Lucas’s mother would always try and protect her son from her husband’s wrath but just in case she was ever not there she taught him some alteration in secret to protect himself. 

When Lucas was around thirteen years old his mother passed away leaving him with just his father and quite a bitter out look on life. As soon as he turned of age, he left his father without saying good bye and enlisted in the army. Lucas spent the next few years in training because all the training he had was from fighting with sticks with his friends in the streets of Bravil. He also arrived very malnourished and skinny from years of not eating properly so he needed to bulk up and get a bit of muscle to deal with the heavy armour and weapons he had to carry. When he was in the boot camp he started to learn how to read and write knowing if he wanted to advance in the legion, he had to have those skills. He had no problem with being able to charm his commanders, but that could only take him so far. All he knew though was that he didn’t want to go back to his old life of basically living in the sewers and being a second-class citizen.[/hider]

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