Board Thread:Middle-Earth Roleplays/@comment-26237442-20171007172331/@comment-26863727-20171018121037

Name: Casimir Silva

Age: 22

Place of Birth: A border town in the Atmoran Imperium.

Faction: Atmoran Imperium.

Current Location: A legion camp on the border.

Clothing: Off duty, he wears a white tunic and dark trousers, with what amounts to knee high caligae lined with woolen fabric.

Weaponry: He is a heavy infantryman, of the recently introduced Tempestatii class. On the field of battle or the march, he would wear a mail hauberk and waist length scale jerkin, splint bracers and a spectacle helm with cheek flaps. His weapons are a heater shield, spear and, should those fail him, a bastard sword. The shield is duck-breasted to deflect blows, the spear's 12-inch head is wavy up to the last three inches, which form a wicked point, and the sword is a type XVIa.

Further Stuffens: His great-grandmother thinks he's a woman, and calls him by the female name Swindapa.

Backstory: A conscript to pay off his family's tax debt. The Imperium has changed...

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Name: Marcus Meridius Magnus

Age: 89

Place of Birth: Atmora

Faction: Atmoran Imperium

Current Location: Atmora. Specifically, the Chanchellor's Throne.

Clothing: A rich violet silk robe with embellishments in gold and silver thread, and soft shoes made from the skins of baby seals.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Weaponry: While not a weapon, per se, his rod of authority could pack a wallop.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Further Stuffens: The current Emperor is too busy learning to wipe the drool off his own chin. So, he is effectively the regent.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Backstory: A grizzled veteran of the political realm. In other words, out only for himself and worthless as a strategist but still sees fit to tell the generals what to do.