Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26453572-20151220012350/@comment-26863727-20151220043605

Name: Deximus Meridius, Deximus Meridius Maximus prior to banishment.

Race: Atmoran(which is another fancy kind of human, BTW)

Gender: Male

Homeland: Atmoran Empire, The Vale of a Thousand Rivers to be precise

Age: 23.

History: He doesn't know himself, but his father is the Emperor, and his mother(daughter of a poor member of the Praetorians) was a prostitute. He lived like a Praetorian kid, grueling training from six to twenty one, raised to be a tough, skilled warrior, you know, normal stuff like that. Shortly after graduation he was exiled after Sextus caught wind of the loose end from that night twenty one years previously, and he hated loose ends. He was allowed to keep some of his equipment, since Sextus is a superstitious man, and believes that the god of war will strike down any who robs a warrior of such a big part of what makes him dangerous. Not that he isn't dangerous without his equipment... he could kill a man if he was caught naked in the metaphorical shower.

How he got to Rivendell: Gandalf sent him a message, asking him to help with a task...

Weapons: Typical Praetorian weapons. One Scottish style claymore(high end steel, not all Atmorans use that special bronze) and a buckler(rectangular)/gladius(Pompeii type) combination(also both steel). Since exile he's obtained some six mm vegetable tanned leather greaves, bracers, cuirass, and pauldrons, but he says it doesn't feel as right as Atmoran chainmail, which the culture has honed to the point where it is difficult to slip a mere hair through the rings.