Posted a CS up!
Looking forwards to getting this up and running!
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Name:
Septimus Cornelius Drusus
Gender:
Male
Age:
28
Rank:
A disciple amongst the assassins, Septimus does what he can to assist them wherever possible.
Appearance:
Septimus looks somewhat you would expect an average Roman to look like, having many of the qualities that distinguish him as a true Roman. As of late the signs of aging have appeared upon him, his hair greying slightly amongst other things. His face generally remains firm and hides his true emotions, whatever they may be. He generally wears simple clothing as opposed to the lavish togas that most senators adorn themselves with, but he of course makes an exception when participating in a senate meeting. When travelling he still wears his roman lorica (body armour, including his hauberk of mail and a cuirass of metal plates) though this is now somewhat aged and discoloured – but still just as effective. When travelling light he will wear only the mail shirt under whatever tunic or other garment he has, also donning a hooded cloak to remain hidden in the shadows.
Equipment:
Septimus carries little with him the majority of the time, seeing as he lives and spends the majority of his time in the most prosperous city in the world. He, like most other senators carries a small dagger on his person – knowing all too well the threats which can emerge at any moment. When travelling, it is quite the opposite case, and he will carry several weapons with him, along with all of the basic provisions and gear that he may need for any given situation. His weapon of choice is a simple roman gladius. He also frequently carries two plumbatae – or ‘lead-weighted darts’ to hurl at any enemies.
Personality:
Septimus considers himself a true Roman through and through, in that he loves Rome itself and shares most of the traditional Roman values. He believes that loyalty to Rome is key, and that any Roman who would betray his motherland or allies deserves nothing other than a swift death. That being said he is no longer sure who else is loyal to Rome, the current Emperor Augustus forging the path ahead as an Empire, rather than a Republic. He is firm and somewhat stoic at times, however he simply guards his behaviour, knowing all too well saying the right or wrong thing is the difference between life and death. Recently he has found that he also has somewhat of a temper, the numerous problems that are building getting to him somewhat.
Bio: Septimus was born into a very wealthy family, his father’s side being one of the wealthiest patrician families in Rome. His maternal grandmother however was from a wealth plebeian family – this duality provides him with many connections and resources that he otherwise would not have access to, but also excludes him in the eyes of some of the more pompous and elitist patrician families. Throughout his childhood he received both military and civil training, studying at many of the great academies and libraries in Rome. As a young man he quickly became somewhat noticed and held several positions relating to the upkeep of Rome and the surrounding areas. At 23 he took part in a military campaign crushing Iberian rebels from Hispania, and again he was noticed and put in command of a small legion. He dealt with the defence of the Republic and followed his orders, crushing more than a few rebellions, however during one campaign his troops were decimated in an ambush by Gallic rebels, and spent some months as their captive before another legion wiped them out and rescued the surviving troops, including him. That seemed to mark the end of his military career, and from there he has taken a very active role in the politics of Rome, even securing a position as senator. At 26 he became involved with the assassin’s order through some of their contacts in the senate, their goals and ambitions seeming to line up together on almost every occasion. Septimus has watched as Rome slowly changed from a Republic to an Empire, as Octavian (before he became Augustus) and his templar allies have manoeuvred things so that the senate have now relinquished control of the majority of the provinces to him, practically reducing their political and military to nothing. They even bestowed the new name Augustus upon him, somehow managing to keep the illusion that the senate still had control, whilst creating Rome’s true first emperor.
Skills/Strengths:
Septimus is an experienced veteran when it comes to battle, having once served in Rome’s legions. He can fight the majority of enemies and win – that is if it’s a fair fight. He has also received training from the assassin’s order, and posses many of the skills they teach.
He is familiar with the general political landscape of Rome and its allies. He carries a moderate amount of political power, however lacks some key connections due to his clashes with the Templars – and their general success.
Weaknesses:
Septimus is beginning to be identified by the Templars as one of their enemies, a course of action that if continues may lead to his demise.
He has begun to suffer from small bouts of anger, occasionally accompanied by severe headaches. He sometimes wonders if he is cursed, seeming to have a fair amount of poor luck. Women and drink are also a known vice for him, but luckily he has learnt to stay away from such activities.
Septimus Cornelius Drusus
Gender:
Male
Age:
28
Rank:
A disciple amongst the assassins, Septimus does what he can to assist them wherever possible.
Appearance:
Septimus looks somewhat you would expect an average Roman to look like, having many of the qualities that distinguish him as a true Roman. As of late the signs of aging have appeared upon him, his hair greying slightly amongst other things. His face generally remains firm and hides his true emotions, whatever they may be. He generally wears simple clothing as opposed to the lavish togas that most senators adorn themselves with, but he of course makes an exception when participating in a senate meeting. When travelling he still wears his roman lorica (body armour, including his hauberk of mail and a cuirass of metal plates) though this is now somewhat aged and discoloured – but still just as effective. When travelling light he will wear only the mail shirt under whatever tunic or other garment he has, also donning a hooded cloak to remain hidden in the shadows.
Equipment:
Septimus carries little with him the majority of the time, seeing as he lives and spends the majority of his time in the most prosperous city in the world. He, like most other senators carries a small dagger on his person – knowing all too well the threats which can emerge at any moment. When travelling, it is quite the opposite case, and he will carry several weapons with him, along with all of the basic provisions and gear that he may need for any given situation. His weapon of choice is a simple roman gladius. He also frequently carries two plumbatae – or ‘lead-weighted darts’ to hurl at any enemies.
Personality:
Septimus considers himself a true Roman through and through, in that he loves Rome itself and shares most of the traditional Roman values. He believes that loyalty to Rome is key, and that any Roman who would betray his motherland or allies deserves nothing other than a swift death. That being said he is no longer sure who else is loyal to Rome, the current Emperor Augustus forging the path ahead as an Empire, rather than a Republic. He is firm and somewhat stoic at times, however he simply guards his behaviour, knowing all too well saying the right or wrong thing is the difference between life and death. Recently he has found that he also has somewhat of a temper, the numerous problems that are building getting to him somewhat.
Bio: Septimus was born into a very wealthy family, his father’s side being one of the wealthiest patrician families in Rome. His maternal grandmother however was from a wealth plebeian family – this duality provides him with many connections and resources that he otherwise would not have access to, but also excludes him in the eyes of some of the more pompous and elitist patrician families. Throughout his childhood he received both military and civil training, studying at many of the great academies and libraries in Rome. As a young man he quickly became somewhat noticed and held several positions relating to the upkeep of Rome and the surrounding areas. At 23 he took part in a military campaign crushing Iberian rebels from Hispania, and again he was noticed and put in command of a small legion. He dealt with the defence of the Republic and followed his orders, crushing more than a few rebellions, however during one campaign his troops were decimated in an ambush by Gallic rebels, and spent some months as their captive before another legion wiped them out and rescued the surviving troops, including him. That seemed to mark the end of his military career, and from there he has taken a very active role in the politics of Rome, even securing a position as senator. At 26 he became involved with the assassin’s order through some of their contacts in the senate, their goals and ambitions seeming to line up together on almost every occasion. Septimus has watched as Rome slowly changed from a Republic to an Empire, as Octavian (before he became Augustus) and his templar allies have manoeuvred things so that the senate have now relinquished control of the majority of the provinces to him, practically reducing their political and military to nothing. They even bestowed the new name Augustus upon him, somehow managing to keep the illusion that the senate still had control, whilst creating Rome’s true first emperor.
Skills/Strengths:
Septimus is an experienced veteran when it comes to battle, having once served in Rome’s legions. He can fight the majority of enemies and win – that is if it’s a fair fight. He has also received training from the assassin’s order, and posses many of the skills they teach.
He is familiar with the general political landscape of Rome and its allies. He carries a moderate amount of political power, however lacks some key connections due to his clashes with the Templars – and their general success.
Weaknesses:
Septimus is beginning to be identified by the Templars as one of their enemies, a course of action that if continues may lead to his demise.
He has begun to suffer from small bouts of anger, occasionally accompanied by severe headaches. He sometimes wonders if he is cursed, seeming to have a fair amount of poor luck. Women and drink are also a known vice for him, but luckily he has learnt to stay away from such activities.
Well I suppose its up to ya'll. The rest of us have posted accepting the job and what not - so it's up to you if you wanna post this round or wait for Munk? I reckon I shall wait before doing another post (finishing up in the club and going home and what not - I reckon Thorin's gonna try and stick around and get the game of cards up and running again :p)
Well the job itself is fine, I was just born with an extreme aversion to working :p as in I absolutely hate it, seemingly no matter what the job is.
Done many a thing and this so far is the only job I've found that I'm happy enough with that I can keep turning up without having some kind of breakdown or leaving the country (both have happened before :p)
Surprisingly I work in the Life, Pensions and investments industry - as it were. Advising and processing and all that kind of stuff - but mostly client based. People tell me what they want to do and I get them to that point one way or another. Doesn't sound so interesting but I actually find it is, plus apparently I'm real good at it too. Just been given a raise and a bunch of minions - so thats always nice.
I just can't function so well unless I have a distraction :p I was sure it'd only be down for like 5-10 mins tops, basically spent the whole day doing actual work and refreshing my browser :p
(just finished writing this and it went down again. Irony for yah.)
Done many a thing and this so far is the only job I've found that I'm happy enough with that I can keep turning up without having some kind of breakdown or leaving the country (both have happened before :p)
Surprisingly I work in the Life, Pensions and investments industry - as it were. Advising and processing and all that kind of stuff - but mostly client based. People tell me what they want to do and I get them to that point one way or another. Doesn't sound so interesting but I actually find it is, plus apparently I'm real good at it too. Just been given a raise and a bunch of minions - so thats always nice.
I just can't function so well unless I have a distraction :p I was sure it'd only be down for like 5-10 mins tops, basically spent the whole day doing actual work and refreshing my browser :p
(just finished writing this and it went down again. Irony for yah.)
Well I had the worst day at work without the site :p
As she finished chewing on one of the two biscuits Holly almost felt at a loss of what to do again, when she firmly decided that alone or not she would leave the apartment again today. Suddenly from behind she heard a quiet sigh, turning she spotted the shape of Rayn leaving the kitchen and wondered to herself – what was the deal with that girl? In the past few days Holly hadn’t spoken to her and she didn’t know if she’d been spending time with anyone else, or had even talked with anyone. Just as she was about to go over to her one of the Pavo brothers came in, Lahn seemed to glance at her for a moment before quickly exiting the kitchen as well. Holly paused somewhat bewildered and wondered if she’d maybe done something to make them cautious of her, and then her mind flashed back to the first time they’d all met. Asa had gathered them all and at that time Holly was still furious about the loss of her parents, in fact all she had done was talk about how angry she was and how much she wanted revenge. Possibly not the best first impression she decided, but regardless she was determined now for them to all begin clicking together like a well oiled machine. Running her hand through her hair Holly put on a smile and walked out of the kitchen, and as she passed Rayn she said “Hey, catch” and tossed her the second biscuit in the packet before adding “they aren’t half as bad as they look.”
Moving back towards the sofa she then turned her attention to Lahn and said “Hey Pavo, how about the three of us here get this thing into gear and go some-place? Four of us if your brother isn’t already off with Ruba or anyone?”
She dropped herself onto the sofa before looking back over at Rayn to make sure she had heard before she added “What do you think Rayn?”
If both of them preferred to keep to themselves then Holly didn’t care, she was throwing them in the deep end. She knew that whatever this ‘resistance movement’ was, it wouldn’t work without all of them being able to get along and at least trust each other to some degree. Using her Telekinesis she focused on a map of the city that lay folded neatly across the room and brought it gliding through the air towards her, unfolding itself as it did. Catching it in one smooth movement she glanced at all the different streets and symbols and said “Where did we want to go?” looking up at the others with a happy smirk on her face.
Moving back towards the sofa she then turned her attention to Lahn and said “Hey Pavo, how about the three of us here get this thing into gear and go some-place? Four of us if your brother isn’t already off with Ruba or anyone?”
She dropped herself onto the sofa before looking back over at Rayn to make sure she had heard before she added “What do you think Rayn?”
If both of them preferred to keep to themselves then Holly didn’t care, she was throwing them in the deep end. She knew that whatever this ‘resistance movement’ was, it wouldn’t work without all of them being able to get along and at least trust each other to some degree. Using her Telekinesis she focused on a map of the city that lay folded neatly across the room and brought it gliding through the air towards her, unfolding itself as it did. Catching it in one smooth movement she glanced at all the different streets and symbols and said “Where did we want to go?” looking up at the others with a happy smirk on her face.
Done with his questions Thorin sat back in his chair and finished his drink in two quick gulps, placing the glass back on the table he gazed at the empty contents for a few moments before sliding the glass suggestively towards Mr Johnson. He listened to Thovren talk more about the drone and its technicalities. He seemed convinced that any attempts to destroy the drone or subdue it in any way other than his would be futile, and it seemed that it was too ‘advanced’ to be simply destroyed. If the rigger wants to deal with the prototype then let him, he figured dismissively. It wasn’t his area of expertise, but if recovering it would lead to a bonus then that was reason enough to let Thovren do his thing.
Suddenly Old Soul cackled, directing Thorin’s attention directly towards the young man.
“156 people?” he repeated, wondering what the hell the mage was talking about. As Old Soul leant forwards and systematically broke down and explained the number of occupants in the club Thorin had to admit that he was more than a little impressed initially. That was until the spell slinger fell backwards dramatically in his chair, crashing into the ground immediately after he finished establishing that he wasn’t some useless parlour magician. A short gruff laugh emanated from Thorin as he turned his attention back to the others. If Old Soul could back up his opinion of himself then he might actually be of some help he mused, also making another mental note as Red Five and Quicksilver started talking about ways to access the security systems.
Once Johnson had confirmed that he would provide plans of the building, along with a few other things, even a DocWagon thrown in - Thorin was pretty sure that he was going to accept the job. That kind of support on a mission meant that the people pulling the strings really wanted this thing to go down well, which only helped to tip the scales more in their direction. But then the sweet cherry on top, when he found out that just by recovering one of the two ‘optional’ targets would result in a significant pay boost he was certain he was in.
Taking a small metallic flask from one of his jacket pockets Thorin grinned savagely as he said “Oh I think I am definitely interested in this opportunity” before he took a swig from the small flask and added “If you got the nuyen, then you got the blueprints.”
Suddenly Old Soul cackled, directing Thorin’s attention directly towards the young man.
“156 people?” he repeated, wondering what the hell the mage was talking about. As Old Soul leant forwards and systematically broke down and explained the number of occupants in the club Thorin had to admit that he was more than a little impressed initially. That was until the spell slinger fell backwards dramatically in his chair, crashing into the ground immediately after he finished establishing that he wasn’t some useless parlour magician. A short gruff laugh emanated from Thorin as he turned his attention back to the others. If Old Soul could back up his opinion of himself then he might actually be of some help he mused, also making another mental note as Red Five and Quicksilver started talking about ways to access the security systems.
Once Johnson had confirmed that he would provide plans of the building, along with a few other things, even a DocWagon thrown in - Thorin was pretty sure that he was going to accept the job. That kind of support on a mission meant that the people pulling the strings really wanted this thing to go down well, which only helped to tip the scales more in their direction. But then the sweet cherry on top, when he found out that just by recovering one of the two ‘optional’ targets would result in a significant pay boost he was certain he was in.
Taking a small metallic flask from one of his jacket pockets Thorin grinned savagely as he said “Oh I think I am definitely interested in this opportunity” before he took a swig from the small flask and added “If you got the nuyen, then you got the blueprints.”
Just typing up mah post now - I'm happy either way. Mayswell get a round of posts in again before we move on though? (ie - Munk moves us on with another GM post)
Thats some pretty chilled music. Was nice to have on whilst I was re-reading throuhg the RP - so thank you for that :)
The kinda music I listen to is preeetty different. I'm always skeptical that many people would like it.
Heres an example from India:
I like em nice an heavy, 'melodical' and preferably in a language I can't understand.
The kinda music I listen to is preeetty different. I'm always skeptical that many people would like it.
Heres an example from India:
I like em nice an heavy, 'melodical' and preferably in a language I can't understand.
Think of it as a money pool for shared gear!
That or Thorin can get himself that shiney new Cyber Skull he has always wanted :p
That or Thorin can get himself that shiney new Cyber Skull he has always wanted :p
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