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The Golden Tether

Lucius Magnus Burrienus

Played by Cromagus410

Set Adrift

  • AT A GLANCE:

    Name: Lucius Magnus Burrienus
    Age: 20
    Sex: Male
    Species: Bull
    Ethnicity: Roman
    Accent: None, speeks archaically
    Height: 7'0"
    Weight: 410 lbs
    Body type: Roman Ideal Perfection, Bodybuilder


    Scent: Wine, Incense, Pipe Tobacco, Scented Oils
    Occupation: Paladin of Jupiter

    Seeking: Long-Term, Plotlines, Friends, Enemies


    IN DEPTH:

    Sexuality: Pansexual
    Marital Status: Single
    Impairments: Alcoholic, Smoker, Easily Angered, Pious
    Alignment: Lawful Good


    Likes: Wine, Food, Tobacco, Attractive Partners, Debauchery Within Confines of Law, Fighting, Prayer, Scented Oils and Incense, Baths, Good Company, Jokes, Being Respected, Wilder Slaves

    Dislikes: Bitter Tastes and Harsh Alcohol, Bullies, Disrespect, Cocksure Attitudes, Narcissists, Blasphemy Against his Gods, Criminals and other Lawbreakers, Noxious Odors, Unholy Beings

    Languages Spoken: English, Latin, Italian
    Personality: Stoic, Serious, Judgemental, Kind, Nosy

    Deity: Roman Pantheon


    PHYSICAL:

    Physical Strengths: Strong, Sturdy, Tough, Hard Bones, Holy Magicks, Vision
    Physical Weaknesses: Not Particularly Quick, Mortal, Fleshy Cuttable Skin, Unholy Magic

    Scars: None, yet.

    Description: The massive bull stood at an impressive height and was built just the same. A pair of large horns jutted from his skull. Extending about an inch to either side, curling downwards then curving back up. Making the horns quite ideal for goring just about anyone. Medium length dark red hair fell about his head and his neck. Sometimes left to its own devices, and at times would even be braided to rest against his back. A large beard set upon his stoic jaw. Hair braided all together to hang down to his broad chest. Stormy grey eyes sat back from his nose but gazed out with a piercing stare. A neat silver bull ring hung from his nose, "Et Nomen Magna Iovi" written across it.

    Long and thick bull neck tapered out to his shoulders. Broad expanses of flesh rippling with strength and virility. Broad and strong arms hung loosely to his side. Broad and thick chest expanded with each breath. Form narrowed a bit as it tapered into his waist. Belly was thick, though it seemed that he had barely any fat upon him. Ending with a pair of long tree-trunk like legs. The brute was built seemingly for one thing and one thing only in mind.

    Normally the bull would be clad in his Legionary armor. Steel plates repeating in bands across his chest and stomach then repeated over the shoulders to about his elbow. Upon his head was a custom helmet that slid over his horns and also covered his cheeks. The faulds that covered his legs were made of leather with steel plates repeating over them. The faulds were long enough to cover his knees. A pair of plated boots covered his legs from the knees down to his hooves.

    For clothing, when not armored, merely a simple toga adorned his form. Keeping him decent from right shoulder to knees.