Description

Aurelius has an intimidating height of 6'3 and weighs about 187 lbs. Do not be fooled though. Using the word strong for Aurelius would be an understatement as he is several times stronger than the average male of his race. Tight and compact his muscle is taut and no amount of area on his body is wasted. With a mane of raven black and eyes a piercing steel blue that reverts to red and then shifts back again he has turned into a living legend among his people. He is tanned and his skin sanded smooth by his many campaigns in the desert regions of the world. Also he is marked by a tattoo of a long serpent running down his right arm from his shoulder to the top of his hand and there is a tattoo of a herd of thundering bulls on his left arm.

Personality

A toughened veteran with a tough childhood he is both an alumnus of the School of Hard Knocks. From birth he's been surrounded by danger whether it be the occasional bloodthirsty bandit to the driven, zealots rebelling against the might of the Myrmyliod Kingdom.

The time Aurelius spent in the Myrmiliod Army has definitely left him cynical, if not scarred. The viciousness displayed by both sides surprised him, he'd not expected so much violence over political ideologies or the massacres over harvest time. He's a hard man, subscribing to the school of Stoicism as he's seen what emotion does to a man. He often tries to see both sides of the argument, but there have been situations where he'd committed to a side he believed to be just, even if the odds were against him.

As of yet he's suffering from a bout of wanderlust which has taken him to the lands of Fangoria.

Equipment

A steel set of armor comprised of a cuirass, greaves, and gauntlets
One Hasta (Stabbing Spear)
One Broadsword
A pack filled with assorted travel gear

Skills:

Blood of the Ancients-Descended from the titan Akilleus, Aurelius is blessed by the gods with fighting skill unmatched.

Tyrelian Training-After years of serving in the army of the Myrmyliod army he has trained with their greatest generals and greatest gladiators. Even after being honorably discharged from the army he still goes through the exercises he has learned granting him a strengthened constitution.

History

Born and raised on the borders of the Myrmyliod Kingdom, a land far removed from either Fangorium or Machium, where raids by barbarians and wildmen were a commonplace occurence. He saw battle before some grown men in the kingdom itself and so he learned to throw a spear so that it hit a man square in the face. He could dance in out of swordfight with both aesthetic skill and technical charm. Before he knew what had happened a conscripter came to his small backwater town and snapped him up. If he could fight better than his peers before the Myrmyliod Army taught him to be a warrior-god among men. Now after his service in the army is over he has taken to traveling the world and maybe even looking for a place to settle down.