Full Name: Martellus Cyrus Servius (AKA The Watchmaker, Charcoal Face, Mart)
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age and Place of Birth: 22, Namoria
Appearance: Height: 1.6 meters Weight: 100 kg Short black hair, clean shaven Pale olive skin Severe burn marks on left side of face Protector tattoo behind left ear
Family: Immediate family: Grandfather, mother (Deceased), father (Deceased), older sister, younger brother (Deceased). Martellus' family home burned to the ground when he was young, leaving only him and his older sister alive. They were taken in by their paternal grandfather, a retired quartermaster from the legions. Life has not been particularly cruel since then, but their grandfather's paranoia at the course of Atlygaea politics has resulted in harsh training and a minimalist lifestyle.
House Servius: Composed mainly of servants and specialists, the Servius family is actually a collection of many different bloodlines who bear the same surname - 'To Serve', or 'Those Who Serve'. Martellus comes from a branch that has a decidedly militaristic and logistical bent: his grandfather was a quartermaster, his father was a broker for a private engineering contractor, and his mother was an engineer working for said contractor. Most of their current income comes from Martellus' sister (who married well and has a stellar head for economics) with a fractional amount coming from grandfather Servius' pension and Martellus' watchmaking business.
Friends: Protector cell members Various members of House Servius branches Business associates
Enemies: (TBD)
Love Life: None
Likes: Delicate machinery Books (Fiction) Simple aesthetics Meditation
Hates: Criminals Intolerance Unethical business and scientific practice Political corruption Thieves
Fears: Fire Drastic Change
Strengths: Excelles with delicate machinery like watches Engineering (Trained since childhood) Innovative
Weaknesses: Sullen Quick temper Overall unremarkable (Neither swift nor strong nor handsome, yet neither slow not weak nor ugly)
Weaponry and Gear: Quarterstaff Watchmaker's tools Engineering equipment (Spanners, nuts and bolts, etc.)
Training: Martial Arts: Proficient in 'Swaying Palm Tree' style, which specializes in neutralizing enemy attacks by moving with them, and uses the Quarterstaff as the primary weapon. The style has generally fallen out of use other than as a therapeutic exercise of the elderly, although it is just as deadly as most common styles.
Protector training: The kingdom's Protectors Domesticae are trained in all manner of subterfuge, ranging from poisons to outdoor survival to courtly behavior to data analysis. Protector non-combat agents are trained in all manner of clandestine economic practices, from money laundering to unassuming acquisitions.
Education Through Practice: Martellus does not have the technical know-how of a collegium graduate, but has been raised from a very young age to work as an engineer. Most of his expertise lies in the functions of delicate machinery such as watches, but necessity has given him experience with larger and blunter projects.
History: While the Protectors Domesticae mainly serve as escorts for politicians and diplomats, many members of that organization also serve as intelligence and reconnaissance personnel, maintaining a vigil over the kingdom's darkest corners and farthest reaches to root out threats to national security.
Martellus' life has been generally unassuming, other than the unfortunate fire that claimed the lives of his father, mother, and younger brother. Fortunately for him he was young enough that their memories have faded and their passing has had little impact on his personality. Not that it would have really made that much of a difference: Martellus is a sullen young man by nature.
Taken in by their grandfather after the fire, Martellus and his older sister lived the lives that had been laid out for them since they were born. Martellus studied engineering beside his cousins, gaining experience with all manner of cogs and whistles while his sister learned everything there was to know about the economics of the realm. For all intents and purposes, their militaristic grandfather had adhered to their parent's will and raised the pair as productive members of society.
On the other hand, the old man was a Quartermaster with direct ties to the Protectors Domesticae. He and plans for Martellus and his sitter that fit quite nicely with the will and testate of their deceased parents, namely raising them as logistical agents for the Protectors. For the past fifteen years Martellus has been trained as a supplier and technician for the local cells, working to provide them with gear that is both utilitarian and easily concealable. His scarring from the fire has made him a poor choice for a field agent, but made hiding his identification tattoo quite easy. People tend to either avoid looking at the scarred half of his face or focus solely on the scars themselves.
Recently Martellus has done a brisk trade with a cell of agents working to uncover the mystery behind a series of gruesome, high-profile, and seemingly connected murders. They've been ordering vast quantities of concealable personal weapons, anti-toxins, and poisons, and it's making Martellus uneasy.
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