Cassius Dehenro.
Overview
Personal Details
- Occupation: Mercenary, and Bounty Hunter.
- Place of Birth: Alliria, Epressa.
- Affiliation: Neutral.
- Home: "Whatever tree I can sleep under."
- Aliases: The Damned Son.
Appearance
The man is an unkempt, and rather unprofessional sort, despite his attire and his natural charm. Auburn-coloured hair rests atop his head, reaching just past his ears and often messy, or swept back and out of the man's features, which are chiselled, defined, and with only a few scars here and there, running over his lip or just out of sight, near his jawline. Cerulean hues dance around in his sockets. The man is clad from head-to-toe in a rather regal, yet combat-ready attire. A beige cloth tunic with brown leather padding stitched into both shoulders, with iron plating covering his upper-back as well, and two leather vambraces to match. A crimson sash is wrapped around his waist that goes down near the back, to around the back of his calves. A pair of taupe-brown slacks are accompanied by some winter-white boots, reaching just below his knees, and sporting a few iron plates in front of each boot for some form of protection, and fur around the cuffs for warmth. Upon his shirt lies a Crest of a long-forgotten noble family, on the top-left side of the front, and on the entirety of the iron plating covering his back.
Skills, Abilities and Traits
- Skill: Swordsmanship - Cassius, despite his unkempt appearance, is skilled in the art of swordsmanship - and whilst this is a broad term, Cassius seems completely capable of handling rapiers, zweihanders, short swords and long swords, along with other, less commonly known forms of blade, proving himself to be quite the foe with any in his hand - being in close range to him is certainly the last thing most people would want, as he shares a finesse that appears to be nothing alike his appearance, able to be compared more to a skilled noble fencer or duellist.
- Ability: Inhuman Perception and Reaction - His human appearance betrays something darker beneath the surface. Coupled along with his dangerous swordsmanship, Cassius' reaction timing is much higher than the regular human - capable of swatting a throwing dagger or arrow out of the air with a well-timed swing, blade or not. As such, this can make him incredibly difficult to fight against, as he's able to swat away any incoming attacks if he's completely focused with almost trivial ease, unless they're coming from an equally inhuman combatant.
- Trait: Drunkard - Whilst this has never been in his favour, it's something to note; if there's anything Cassius love, it's his drinking. And he'll often be caught at bars, and very easily swayed by coin, shelter, food, or a good drink or a good night of sleep. Like a simple man, he has simple needs. Even if he isn't such a simple man.
Personality
Whilst he's not the most polite person in the world, Cassius is one to keep to himself - though, of course, this can change in the span of a minute, depending on his interaction with others. What's generally a quiet figure can turn either into a very aggressive, or very witty individual - or, a very tired one. If faced with a problem, he'll either try to tackle it head-on with ire and anger, or he'll simply shrug it off, and tell whatever problem he has that he has more important things to do.
Biography & Lore
"When I was a boy, my mother would tell me stories of my father. The great deeds he had done, and how he was one of the many that helped forged Alliria from a simple set of villages into a glorious city, and how he was one of the few close to tasting the very top of prosperity."
"What a load of horse-shit that was."
"I learned the truth, yesterday, of why everyone hates the Dehenro name. Why my mother told me to keep the family crest hidden, and my name well out of earshot. My father - Joffrey Dehenro - made the worst mistake. A once noble family, now spat upon and sneered at, as my father took out half a building and turned a handful of individuals into people that were once human, orc, elf - me - into something else. My mother fled. My father died. And now, I stay out of sight, just a name muttered upon the wind by spiteful common-folk and widowed women."
"I guess it's time to come out of hiding. Maybe after spending a whole five-years out of sight, people have forgotten my family name."
"Maybe."
"What a load of horse-shit that was."
"I learned the truth, yesterday, of why everyone hates the Dehenro name. Why my mother told me to keep the family crest hidden, and my name well out of earshot. My father - Joffrey Dehenro - made the worst mistake. A once noble family, now spat upon and sneered at, as my father took out half a building and turned a handful of individuals into people that were once human, orc, elf - me - into something else. My mother fled. My father died. And now, I stay out of sight, just a name muttered upon the wind by spiteful common-folk and widowed women."
"I guess it's time to come out of hiding. Maybe after spending a whole five-years out of sight, people have forgotten my family name."
"Maybe."
- Cassius Dehenro, Journal Entry #54.