Aquarius Slaves

Males

Anders

Belongs to Linara Olandron (NPC)
Player:	Arkhos
Age:	24
House of Birth:	Snake
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	Linara Olandron (NPC)
O&O:	ONS: Women with commanding, assertive personalities, women who treat him well, rare occasions where a woman gives him some amount of control, various sexual positions, female pubic hair, rough/vigorous sex, giving oral to females, dark-skinned women. OFFS: Any activities dealing directly with other men in a direct sexual nature. Harsh torture, especially sexually. Bathroom stuff.
Description:	Anders is a mountain of a man, standing six and a half feet tall with a muscular body grown strong from a lifetime of physical labor. He has long black hair that he sometimes wears in plaited dreadlocks, depending on his mood – or his master's demand. He usually sports a short, neatly kept goatee, though again, sometimes it is shaved if his master demands it. Piercing green eyes hint at an emerald-colored intelligence, and various tattoos can be found on his body indicating various things ranging from ownership to simple artwork.
Personality:	A gentle giant on the outside, Anders possesses a fiery passion for many things within. He understands his place in Aquarian society, and has only ever known a life of servitude. He is not a rebel by any means, though as he has grown older, he has grown bolder in his thoughts and philosophies. He knows he can not share these with others, for fear of punishment. But in his day to day life, he treats everyone with respect, master and slave alike. He is a hard worker, very much wishing to bring praise to his House, master, and family. He is easy to talk to, not afraid to have a conversation with the lowliest servant to the Queen herself, if the situation ever presented itself. He is fairly eloquent with words, and is very good at watching and learning before speaking. More than anything, he is cautious, still believing himself to be in a stage where he is learning about himself, the world around him, and his lot in life.
History:	Anders was born into the Snake house, his mother working for Linara Olandron, a wealthy merchantwoman who has made a name for her self in the trade of various commodities throughout Aquarius. From a young age, Anders was put to work performing physical labor, day in and day out. As he aged, and grew like a tree, he was given more complex responsibilities and tasks, and he met every challenge head on. He takes pride in his work and a job well done. When he was old enough to handle horses, his mistress assigned him other tasks such as deliveries and such, sometimes taking him away from his mistress's estate for hours, even days at a time depending on how far the delivery had to be made. It was a testament of her trust in him... not to mention his mistress still owned his parents and could punish -them- should he decide to do something rash. One of his parents – his father – passed away when Anders was fourteen. It was an accident in one of Liandra's warehouses – his father was trying to help move a load of filled wine barrels... and a wood beam shattered, spilling several huge barrels directly onto Ander's father, crushing and killing him instantly. It was a terrible accident, and at first Anders was numb with grief. But with his mother's help, he pulled himself out of it and pressed on, choosing to remember his father, whether than remain in constant grief over him. Now, Anders is in his early twenties and takes care of his mother as best he can. Lately, she has fallen into sickness, one that the physicians of the House can not seem to ease. Liandra has slowly been growing impatient over this, having hinted a few times that his mother might need to be 'moved', to make room for someone else to take her place. Because of this, Anders has been working extra hard to please his mistress, in an effort to earn a reprieve for his mother. So far, it has worked...
Skills:	Carpentry, some smithing skills, excellent horsemanship skills.
Notes:	Anders is currently owned by an NPC mistress. He may or may not be made available for sale in the future.

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Cotiso

For Sale
Player:	Lux12
Age:	21
House of Birth:	Lion
Current House:	Lion (until sold)
Owner:	---
O&O:	[1]
Description:	Cotiso is built like a dancer. He is not by any means buff but he can take more than some realize. His midsection seems to curve somewhat and overall he is very fit. His hair is long, black, and wavy. His eyes are deep gray. If circumstances permit, he has his faced adorned with some manner of make up hoping that his appearance is at least pretty for any potential owners. He is not quite blatantly androgynous but leans in that direction.
Personality:	Intelligent, polite, loyal, gentle, artistic, spiritual, eager to please and a tad vain are some of the same words those who know him would use to describe him. His usual serene demeanor often gives way to explosive displays of emotion when happy, furious, or depressed. It is not something he likes others to see because it does not reflect well on his nature. He can hold a grudge and when he does it presents itself in the form of passive aggression which has gotten him into trouble in the past. His loyalty makes him both a trustworthy servant and stubborn to a fault when it comes to any affairs relating to someone he cares about. He is also prone to worrying.
History:	Cotiso was born to the house of the lion in the middle of spring. He knows little if anything of his father other than he was a slave born to the house of the Eagle and that he died not too long after he was born. Only vague images of the slave who fathered him pass through his mind from his younger years. An occasional image of a smiling man, a solitary figure staring out of their estate, or an image of him spinning about in jubilation. Thus he has only ever been closely acquainted with his mother. He was a far cry from the martial image of those born to the Lion's house and some wondered how his martial, aggressive mother could birth any child with such vulnerability and gentleness. By the standards of a patriarchal culture, he was something of a “sissy”, not that anyone minded. His mother thought it best to keep the boy as her personal ward until he came of age and was sent to serve another. She instilled in him the importance of loyalty, his status as a servant, and despite knowing that he would be one day sent away, family. “You may be a boy, but you are blood of my blood. Never forget that.” Those words are some of the very first he remembers her saying to him. His mother had no intention of raising him like his sister who would be born a short time later, but she did want him to know that he was after all still her child and that she did love him. It was also her belief that an Aquarian boy needed to start with an obvious authority figure in their lives and thus she chose to raise him until the time came when he would leave. His early years were fairly uneventful and he was largely kept from the bloody side of his mother's life. The boy was not cut out to be a warrior anyway. Being the curious child that he was he found himself dabbling in whatever he was allowed. Some of these pursuits stuck, others were quickly abandoned. It was perhaps this curiosity that helped fuel his spirituality. His mother would often take him to the temples to pray. His first recollections of any real activity within the temple was offering thanks to the Deities for the beauty of the world and for making his path in life clear. In comparison to his mothers silent prayers, the boys were loud and raucous if only because he sang them whenever appropriate and frequently hummed whatever hymns floated to his ears. His mother encouraged him to strengthen his talents and would some times watch with eyes staring off into the distance. As he grew and became aware of the house differences, he began to wonder if this was because he reminded her of the father he never really knew. The slave she loved enough to allow him the privilege of fathering her child. The house of the Eagle were artisans and dancers and he had such talents and his father was born to them before coming to the lion. Cotiso had always wished to ask her what really became of him, but something stopped the words in his throat whenever he wanted to ask. Indeed he came to wonder if the Divine itself kept the words from leaving his lips. As time wore on he cultivated his skills and became more aware of how things worked around him. His mother was not as afraid to discuss politics and war in front of him anymore. As with all young people he became aware of those primal urges that no species under paradise could escape. His admiration of the lion house amazons skill was now coupled with arousal when he thought of their strength and will power. By now he was being tutored in preparation for the day he would be sold off by a lady from another house. While he did not seem like the first choice for the house of the owl, he spent plenty of time in the temple writing praises and praying for guidance and further artistic inspiration and for help to be the best servant he could. It was also around this time that he earned a nickname among those who knew him “the boy with the painted face”. Granted he was not famous, but his tendency to wear make up made him a bit more obvious. When asked why he did and continues to do so, he offered up a simple answer. “I'm trying to make myself more presentable. The Mistresses who I serve deserve to have nice things, pretty things if they so desire don't they?” In fact his mother was the one who provided him with such tips and his already aesthetically obsessed nature took to it. He liked pleasing them, he liked the way he looked, and in a way he considered it an order. Being a rather good looking young man, albeit in his somewhat androgynous way, it was decided he would learn the ways of pleasure. When the time came for him to have his first real experience, his dancers grace failed him but after a punishment which he found surprisingly arousing he had been initiated into that primal form of servitude. He was grateful for the experience however as it mean he was becoming the sort of slave they desired him to be. Of course not all things last and the time came for him to leave to continue his rather extensive training. He asked only one thing before he left his mothers estate, a moment to express the oath he had made to the woman who raised him. With a long embrace, a few tears, and a whisper he left her side to fulfill his fate. “Blood of your blood, always, even if I do not come to stay with the house of the lion.” He recalled the words his mother imprinted on his soul about loyalty and family even if he became the property of another house. She would occasionally stop by to see how her son was progressing but they otherwise barely saw each other after this. His further training in his duties and talents has continued for three years since and now those who trained him feel it is time for him to be taken in by whatever house will want him most.
Skills:	poetry writing, singing, dancing, occult knowledge(Granted it may not have an effect on anything but he knows about beliefs surrounding it), knowledge of history, doing makeup (or whatever amounts to it in this time period), knife fighting(he's by no means a warrior, but having watched his mother and shown a few things here and there, he becomes significantly more dangerous with a knife in his hand, however, he doesn't have the stomach for intentional violence, lacking his mothers warrior heart. In other words, the chances of this ever becoming apparent is close to null.). He has a keen eye for detail.
Notes:	Cotiso is overall rather content with being a slave. His only real complaint is that he can't wander the outdoors quite as much as he would like. He does not have anything in particular against other men but has a certain disdain for Caleen men who he considers “uppity fools who ought to learn their place.” However, in depth probing of his consciousness would reveal that he feels pity for them for not giving into the innate desire of men to serve women more than any sense of wrath. He believes people receive messages from the Deities in their dreams. As such he becomes very concerned when people mention having nightmares. While he does not remember him well, the silence of his mother surrounding his father bothers him deeply. She does not express anything resembling a sense of being betrayed or hurt but she is always silent about the circumstances surrounding his passing. Cotiso has come to worry there's something more to it. Whether his fears are justified or not is unknown. He knows he has no inheritance or anything to gain from it in terms of tangible rewards if he finds out, but he wants to understand why and if he should be more worried than he is. The words “blood of my blood” carry a deep significance to him given the sentimental value they possess to him. For all his talents, Coti has some significant deficits. He can't sculpt worth a damn, he tried his hand at sewing and failed miserably each time, and his math skills are lacking though not unbelievably bad. While it might not be obvious he likes being treated rather roughly and craves such moments as much as the ones of tenderness.(As more of an OOC note, I don't get it on with men.)

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Leonides

For Sale
Player:	Shale
Age:	22
House of Birth:	Lion
Current House:	None
Owner:	--
O&O:	Player's
Description:	He's a handsome man with broad shoulders, dark green eyes and brown hair. He has several scars on his body, burns even, mainly laden over his back. It was punishment endured by his last mistress. His back is always in a bit of pain.
Personality:	He's strong, just like his mother taught him to be. She wanted him to be a strong Lion, like the house, despite him being a slave. He grew up in a good family, so it was such a shock to be treated so poorly by his first mistress. She broke him, as much as he didn't want to be broken. He had fight in him, and still does, but it's hidden away somewhere. He has a bit of a temper when he doesn't get what he was promised, and he will defy those who mistreat him. However he has a kind heart. For those he loves, he will do anything. That was perhaps why he was so mistreated, because he didn't love his first mistress. He is a bit skittish now, as much as he doesn't want to be. He will be careful with what he says, sometimes not saying anything at all out of fear. He learned that sometimes doing nothing caused him less pain than doing what he was supposed to do.
History:	He grew up to a strong mother in the Lion house, Caleesen. She was fierce warrior, and became a mother to two daughters and a son, Leonides. He served the three women as best as he could all his life. His oldest of sisters would often be the disciplinarian, and she seemed to enjoy it more than the other two. However his mother was always caring, keeping him safe, and never letting his sisters take too much advantage of him. To keep him pure, she also made him wear a metal chastity belt since he hit puberty. To him, wearing a chastity belt became as natural as others wore clothes. At seventeen he said his goodbyes and was given up to a new young mistress of his age, Tera, also in the Lion house. She was far more viscous than even his older sister. She threw away his chastity belt, and had a ravenous hunger for sex, and felt he performed best under the threat of a whip. She kept pushing him, and punishing him for whatever indiscretion she could find, even for things in bed. If he left a small piece of dust, he was whipped, which would get her in the mood, and then they would fuck. It was an endless cycle, and he started to hate it. He tried more and more to do his best, and to keep quiet, lest she find a reason to whip him. Yet she would always find a reason, no matter if there was one. She would turn things around on him, claiming she asked something of him, even when she didn't. Near the end she was charged with abuse towards her slave, but the charges were dropped as she could explain every indiscretion, and his words weren't enough. He took the torture, but in the end he was lifeless in bed, and she grew tired of him. She tried to torture him to get some life out of him, but it didn't do much. Eventually, she simply gave him up to the market to find herself a new slave.
Skills:	He is adequate at most household chores, such as cooking and cleaning. Because of his last mistress, he became fairly good in bed, always knowing what his last mistress liked, even if things turned stale near the end. He doesn't know how to fight or hold a sword as he was never trained to be a gladiator. His intelligence is average, but he isn't an idiot. He is especially good at massages, trained by his mother and sisters as they would often ache after fighting or training.
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Elian

Snake House Slave
Player:	Ehlamjanx
Age:	27
House of Birth:	Eagle
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	House of Snake
O&O:	Virtually no offs. On's include all things Aquarius, be it cruel or almost to the level of equality. There isn't much he won't do, if told to do so by a superior female, though he takes a huge amount of pride in his craft. His craft is dedicated to the glory he knows is Aquarius and he's happy to dedicate himself to it
Description:	Handsome, fit, with cool warm brown eyes (although the profile picture appears greenish) clean shaven he bears no marks. Otherwise, as noted in the picture. The actor inspiration is James Franco in Tristan and Isolde
Personality:	He is an artist and has the temperament of one, in that he is a perfectionist. He is usually very cheerful and exceptionally happy as his mood matches how he feels his work is going. 80% of the time, his work is flawless, and his disposition will match his view of his work. He is accustomed to making the finest renditions, perfectly crafting them into images of the Inner Goddess of his subjects. He always accentuates the strengths and downplays, or eliminates any flaws and finds the flattering work very satisfying. Occasionally, as an artist (the remaining 20%), he can become stymied with a vein in the marble that threatens his vision, or a likeness that does not befit the glory of his vision, in which case he may become upset with a project. His mood will deflate in those times. However, he loves to hear the issues and concerns of his subjects as they pose for him for long periods of time, while he records them into permanent art. He will befriend every subject during the time he works with them, and as an Aquarian born male, is completely in agreement with the culture and ways of Aquarius. He knows full well that all women come before him, and its an honor to be able to have the gift of his art to glorify them as divine feminine.
History:	Born into house Lion, he became skilled in his art and trained under others like him, but was an obvious prodigy very early on. He has always been a house Lion slave, treated well due to his skill and the dedication to the house he showed in making his art. The Queen has found his art work particularly flattering and appealing, therefore, he has been made available to honor the Amazons. He has been used, sexually, on several occasions by all manner of woman, something he accepts with a happy disposition. He has come to appreciate the kinkier desires that sometimes have been asked of him. He has no shame, nor modesty, being born in Aquarius. His skills have earned him favorable treatment, and have allowed him certain luxuries within the palace, something that he appreciates, though he knows it is only really for his art that he has any status. He knows and understands that cruel or kind, it makes no difference. Women are always right, always divine and always have his deep respect. There is a peace, though, that comes from his value as such a skilled artisan. He dedicates all of his time to his sculptures and takes pride that so many are prominent in the palace. He will intentionally draw out the process of having a subject pose so that he can study the finer aspects of them in order to get them precisely correct in his likeness of them. The benefit of being able to engage and appreciate them, he will reason, is a pleasant by-product of his work.
Skills:	Sculpture in marble, making exquisite, flattering renditions of his subjects.
Notes:	This character is designed so that he might be able to interact with one or many different Amazons for any matter of light conversation, if that is desired, or will be available as any Aquarian male would be expected to be. I hope that the character can highlight and appreciate many with having light encounters under this concept of rendering them, to their honor, in sculpture. He will flatter, shamelessly, but his appreciation for all women is sincere. Its a light hearted attempt to have another male to interact with without having to feel the need to own him or him having to be loyal to a particular owner. Its just good, clean (or dirty) Aquarian fun that brings my interest to making him. It occurs to me that the time that he spends with anyone may need to mesh with others interactions on any given day, so I will try to be mindful of that. I'd picture him needing some time on a regular, or not so regular, basis with a subject, and may need coaching with the GM or the player on how he fits into an Amazon's schedule. Other than that, please accept him as a fun character to have no real strings attachment to.

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Garret

For Sale
Player:	TheDoctor
Age:	23
House of Birth:	---
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	For Sale
O&O:	here
Description:	Garret is 5'7" and weighs 120 pounds, his body is tall and slender. He has chocolate brown eyes and short charcoal black hair, he has a shoulder tattoo of a wolf's face growling. Garret has olive tan skin and a faint scar across his cheek from punishment in the snake house.
Personality:	Garret has always been the witty type and caring to the people he knows, especially his masters, he has an A type personality wanting to strive for excellence. He's quite the obedient type too, usually not the type of person to be questioning an order.
History:	At birth, Garret was sent to a house in Aquarius. At a young age when he was able to, he was sent to do various chores, clean the house, deliver messages. Et Cetera. But then he reached a point in his life of being rebellious, he didn't listen to a single order. At some point his mistress was tired of his disobedient behavior, he tried to escape many times but the guards always caught him, when he was older. He was taken to the snake house after he'd tried running away frequently and stealing jewels to buy himself a way out, so he's received punishment over his years at the house, the he heard about the mines, and the house's reputation. He began to become more obedient for his mistress, rather afraid of the confrontation and the constant reminder of the scar on his face from his mistress, she had beaten him into submission. So he began cleaning up his act for his mistress, realizing his ignorant behavior was going to lead him to his death.
Skills:	Has learned his obedience over his years at the snake house, so tries to bring his reputation up to his mistress with doing extra chores for her. He doesn't question orders, so he can strive for excellence.
Notes:

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Darius

Belongs to Aria
Player:	Arkhos
Age:	27
House of Birth:	Not in Aquarius
Current House:
Owner:	--
O&O:	Ons: Curvy women, strong women, foreplay, dirty talk, giving multiple-orgasms, dominating women with light bondage, submissive women, exhibitionism, voyeurism. Offs: Male/male action, Scat/watersports.
Description:	Darius is tall, lean warrior with broad shoulders and a well-defined body. With short brown hair and keen blue eyes, he is a handsome man despite the occasional scar that crosses his back, chest, arms or legs.
Personality:	Darius is a bold, brazen man. Confident and proud, he only acts the arrogant male in front of his closest friends, who give him as much grief as he dishes out. He is fun-loving and gregarious, unafraid to approach someone for the first time, whether it's an officer in the Rynatian army, or a beautiful woman he's met for the first time. Some accuse him of being a womanizer, but he ignores such accusations. Afterall, any woman he approaches has the power to say 'No'. Just because they usually -didn't- was no fault of his own!
History:	Darius was born into a military family, where -both- of his parents served in the Rynatian army in some way. His father was a heavy-infantry commander, which would explain why Darius himself grew up and followed in his father's footsteps. His mother was an archer in the Light Auxiliary, one of the various units that utilized both men and women warriors in Rynatia. Her skill quickly had her rising through the ranks. Both of his parents served with distinction. Darius' dream had always been to enter the military and serve directly under his father, to fight at his side and make both of his parents proud. He eventually got his wish, but sadly, that dream would be short-lived. Darius himself was rising through the ranks when the unthinkable happened: Aquarius finally attacked. Long had Rynatian politicians ignored the signs, ignored the covetous eyes with which the Amazon nation had gazed upon Rynatia. The attack was brutal, savage. and ultimately the downfall of Rynatian civilization. Every division of the military was wiped-out or nearly so, including Darius' unit. He was told that his father's vanguard had been over-run, as were the light infantry units that defended the city. As far as Darius was aware, both of his parents were slain. Darius was one of the lucky ones – he had survived. As the city gates and part of the wall was destroyed, the Amazons they were fighting went into a blood-frenzy and headed into the city, all but ignoring the few survivors that remained on the field. Darius and a few others fled for cover, doing their best to regroup, but the vast majority of their forces had been obliterated by the Amazonian strength. The few survivors decided it would be best to flee to the surrounding foothills and attempt to gather numbers to mount a resistance. They were able to do this – but the numbers they found were heart-breakingly low. Still, Darius was eager to do what he could, so a band of former warriors decided to conduct guerrilla warfare where they could, exacting their own brand of revenge against the conquerors, while doing all they could to demoralize the enemy. A few more survivors trickled in with tales of the Amazons rounding up all the survivors, sending some away back to Aquarius, while much of the civilian population that remained was before forced to remain in the city – probably to work for their new masters. Darius realized that their 'resistance' wouldn't likely amount to much, but he simply didn't know what else to do.
Skills:	Tactics, warfare, care for weapons/armor, dancing, flirting, womanizing, drinking, various card games.
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Marxus

Owned by Sephria
Player:	Arkhos
Age:	25
House of Birth:	Eagle
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	Sephria
O&O:	ONS: Women with commanding personalities, women who treat him well, rare occassions where a woman gives him some small amount of control, various sexual positions, younger women, female pubic hair, rough/vigorous sex. OFFS: Any acitivites dealing directly with other men in a direct sexual nature. Harsh torture, especially sexually. Bathroom stuff.
Description:	Marxus is a solid, strong young man in his mid twenties. He has a lean, muscled body gained from years of physical toil, and his former master always offered him just the right amount of food to keep him lean. He has short light brown hair and green eyes. He stands just an inch or two over six feet tall, and the only marks on his body are on his back, where several old lash-marks can be found from past discipline sessions when his former master broke him.
Personality:	Marxus has learned over the years that it is best to keep quiet. When he does speak, he is soft-spoken and careful what he says lest he invite the wrath or his master upon him. He generally obeys most commands without much thought, though once in awhile someone will command him to do something that gives him pause. While he is not outright resistant to the females who he comes across, he still harbors a bit of fire in his soul that yearns for freedom, and in some cases, to turn the tables on the women who control his life. If angered, though, he -will- resist, even with the prospect of being punished. He is no newcomer to punishment, having lived with it all his life, and if it is something he truly believes in he will take that risk.
History:	Marxus was born a slave and raised a slave to his mother, who was a member of the House of the Eagle. His father was a mason, and as soon as Marxus was old enough he, too, was put to work aiding his father on a day to day basis. Another matron, Lady Morgaine, first laid eyes on Marxus when he was seventeen. She herself was in her fifties, but always had an eye for young men. She instantly wanted him, and offered his mother a fair sum to purchase him. But Lady Morgaine was a member of the House of the Snake, and Marxus's mother refused - as was her right to do. This angered Morgaine, though, and over the next months, she worked tirelessly behind the scenes to -ruin- Marxus's family, and in the end, they were. Business dried up mysteriously, and residents rarely went to their family for their masonry needs any longer. Marxus's mother had no choice but to sell him - as well as his father, and of course Lady Morgaine came to the 'rescue', paying a hefty sum for Marxus. His father, though, was sold elsewhere, and has not been heard from again. Lady Morgaine took Marxus home and bed him on his first night in her manor. A virgin no more, Lady Morgaine delighted in deflowering him, and then spent the next several years using him in various ways. She also enjoyed having several of her male slaves take her at one time, including Marxus, but he quickly became her favorite. As he matured into adulthood, though, he began to develop an attitude. This attitude needed to be 'adjusted' of course, and this only whet Morgaine's appetite even more for him. She loved the lash, the sound it made slapping against skin, the welts and slender red lines of blood it drew, and as she approached her sixties she sunk deeper into depravity. Much to Marxus's fortune, the hag passed away suddenly in her sleep not long after her sixtieth birthday. While no foul play could be proven, dark rumors persisted in some circles that the slaves of the house had finally become fed-up, and enacted the perfect plan to poison her, with her favorite slave at the head of the conspiracy. This, however, has never been proven. Morgaine had no living heirs or even relatives, so her belongings were auctioned or sold, and her slaves given to the Slavemistress for disposition. Marxus awaits, now, biding his time, both eager and terrified at the same time to find out who his new Mistress will be.
Skills:	Marxus is a skilled mason, and has basic combat skills, as well. Lady Morgaine lived along a shore of a large body of water, where he also learned to swim and fish. He is also skilled at pleasuring females in various ways, and has developed considerable control over his own pleasure as well, which he learned through the ample 'incentive' provided by Lady Morgaine's torture methods.
Notes:	I am fine in scenes involving mulitple men on one or more women, as long as Marxus is not expected to directly interact with men sexually.

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Nomius

For Sale
Player:	Darrow Huck
Age:	31
House of Birth:	---
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	---
O&O:	[2] Nomius prefers women of the nobility that he came from, and was always on top in bed. His sex life has been entirely missionary up until this point.
Description:	Nomius is just shy of six feet tall, with long black hair and a short beard. He has a slightly defined build, but is not bulkly or particularly broad. He has a smooth, clear complexion that has benefited from his station, and his body is free from scars or other signs of hardship. His posture, on the other hand, speaks of confidence and ingrained pride. He has an intense, unflinching gaze that has known authority. His voice is smooth but powerful.
Personality:	Nomius is very prideful. He was born to a high station, and still considers that to be his true place. He is also very practical, a man of cool logic and determination in purpose.
History:	Nomius Augustro Belham was born to a powerful lord and lady in eastern Siobet. His father, Nothial, was lazy and decadent, and his mother lacked the will to oppose him. Nomius was well taken care of growing up, but as he grew past the age of 13 a rift began to grow between him and his father. Nomius' mother died in childbirth, taking an expected little sister with her. His father sank into depression, and his holdings suffered. Nomius augmented his tutored learning with studies of his own, and quickly began to take responsibility where his father wouldn't. By the time he was twenty he was considered by most to be the true authority in the house. Productivity in his holdings soared, aided by his active administration. The resent for his father only grew, however, as time went on. Nomius saw his father as a buffoon and a disgrace. As his father had came to drink and whore around with common men Nomius sought to only associate with others of high birth outside of business. His father, for his part, began to grow leery of a son he saw as overly ambitious. Things came to a head when Nomius was 25, and his father sought to force him to go abroad, supposedly to see more of the world before he inherited his title. Nomius refused, not wanting to see his hard work undone by his father. In a meeting of the vassals Nomius' close friend Lord Dowhile declared Nomius' father mad, the rest of the nobles agreeing and falling in line behind Nomius. Nothial Belham was forced to retire to a countryside manor, where he stayed until he died last year. During the fall of Siobet Lord Dowhile was slain, and Nomius, refusing to enter slavehood, went into hiding. Lady Genhile Dowhile took him in, still loyal to the man who helped her husband turn their farmlands prosperous again and resentful of Aquarius. Nomius spent his time devising a plan for establishing an underground movement from which nobles like him could retake their place, but his work was cut short. Weeks ago, an ambitious niece of Lady Dowhile informed the Aquarius authorities of his whereabouts. Lady Dowhile's estate was raided and Nomius was captured, taken to Aquarius to be sold as a common slave. He now waits in Mistress Reyna's slave wing.
Skills:	Nomius is very highly educated, and was recognized as an accomplished administrator. He is proficient with a sword, but has no experience in real combat
Notes:

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Siom

Owned by Reyna
Player:	Ehlamjanx
Age:	30
House of Birth:	Not in Aquarius
Current House:	Lion
Owner:	Reyna
O&O:	ON: Strong characters who assert their will and their position. Strong character interaction. OFFS: So few and small that it isn't worth a mention.
Description:	Standing 6'0" tall, lean and muscular, dark hair with neatly maintained facial hair.
Personality:	Quiet and introspective, he's a peace lover who is non-violent and guided by his faith in the Gods. Often prayerful and contemplative, he's an observer of society that champions peace and harmony through finding compromise among those with disagreements. Otherwise, he's methodical and very orderly. He's an all around nice guy that is deeply philosophical and a social observer. His opinions on war are deeply negative, believing that all people have the right and the responsibility to be fair, respectful, and to achieve the very best they can with themselves intellectually. He's also devoted to his own physical fitness, believing that the body, mind and soul are interconnected and that life is a gift.
History:	As a free citizen of Rynatia, Siom was the youngest of a family of 5 and was the peacemaker of the household. Charismatic and empathetic, he was well loved by family and friends. He was able to afford the best education available and studied math, medicine and music. He became interested in healing and took up the medical profession. He's proficient in current herbal remedies and medical procedures including simple surgeries. He married his childhood sweetheart at the age of 18, she was his one and only, and passed away from a mysterious disease, despite his best care. He's been widowed for one year now. Since being widowed, he carried on his medical practice and played musical instruments as a hobby, constructing and inventing his own stringed instruments. He is / was a noted member of the community, being influential in religious and community councils. He's looked up to as an intellectual and a keeper of peace.
Skills:	Medicine, healing, herb lore, flora and fauna lore, music, reading and writing in several languages, math and business.
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Tallin

Belongs to Aria
Player:	Arkhos
Age:	29
House of Birth:	Not in Aquarius
Current House:	Snake
Owner:	---
O&O:	[3]
Description:	Tallin stands just over six feet tall, with a well-defined, muscular body, but lean and flexible as someone who is constantly on the move. He has black wavy hair that extends just past the base of his neck, and has deep brown eyes that are more chocolate than hazel. He is a handsome male, despite the series of scars he has from combat experience in his earlier years.
Personality:	Tallin is a proud, idealistic man. He despises the matriarchy of nearby Aquarius, not to mention their expansionist ways. He believes in peace, freedom, and the choice of every man or woman to make their way in the world as they see fit and are able to do. He is not a politician, but he will stand for what he believes in. Tallin possesses a witty sense of humor when he chooses to share it, but oftentimes is considered 'too quiet' for some of his closest friends. Despite accolades and successes in his life as both a blacksmith and solider, he is not a braggart, and would rather end a confrontation on a peaceful note, if possible, though he will stand his ground, especially if defending others. His loyalty, once earned, is absolute.
History:	Tallin was born and raised in Rynatia, a city-nation that proudly refused to bend the knee to Aquarius. The leaders of Rynatia knew that to surrender to the matriarchy of Aquarius would forever destroy their own way of life, so they have resisted to the last. Tallin was a blacksmith by trade, but when war called, he took up arms as a Lieutenant in Rynatia's army. He served specifically in the 'Hoplite Legion', where the shield and short-blade were a soldier's closest companions. He has served with distinction and bravery since his 16th name-day, and has climbed the Legion ranks because of that. For years, Aquarius had been encroaching on Rynatia's territory. The free peoples of Rynatia despise and fear the matriarchy, because they know that to submit to them would be enslaving every male, regardless of age. Families would be torn apart, never to see each other again, and as slaves, males would be treated as little more than cattle. To that end, when Aquarius began to move upon Rynatia by force, a full mobilization of its armies took place with one simple truth: defend the land, or become slaves. Sadly, the campaign was slowly going against them. At first, the menfolk of Rynatia laughed at the notion of an all-woman warrior army having any chance against them. Yet loss after loss, with few wins in between, have made believers out of the entire nation. Ground was being lost, slowly but surely. Eventually, it became clear that the end of Rynatian civilization as they knew it would take place in a matter of days, not weeks or months. Still, their people continued to fight, and some of them never gave up hope. The Hoplite Legion was one of those forces, fighting ferociously wherever they found battle joined. During the final defense of the city, Tallin's company held the main gate. The warrior-women of Aquarius were ruthless, battle-hardened, and terrible to behold. Countless Rynatian men died at their hands, still unable in their last breaths to fathom such raging hostility from the 'fairer sex'. The main gate held far longer than expected, giving time for some of Rynatia's people to escape. As the leader of this group, Tallin was charged to make sure that every possible moment could be bought to allow others to escape. Where they would escape to was unknown, but they held to hope as the battle raged. Tallin himself was every bit as skilled and ruthless as the women-warriors who sought to slay him. Long past the point of feeling guilty for slaying females, in his eyes they were the same as men: they fought for their cause, they bled, and they died just the same. At one point, Tallin saw whom he believed to be the leader of the opposing force assaulting the gates. As beautiful as she was terrible, covered in as much blood as he was, her skill and savagery told him that she was someone of importance, not to mention the wide-berth that even her own kind was giving her. Tallin called for a 'testudo', a shield-wall, and the last of his battle-brothers obeyed instantly. And then – he shouted the advance. This took the enemy by surprise as the formation forced its way toward the heart of their onslaught, and once it was reached, and the formation blossomed as they were trained to do, the bloodiest part of the battle took place. Outnumbered and alone, Tallin's men began to fall one by one. He, himself, suffered several wounds, but still he fought on bravely and with great heart, and his goal was eventually reached. The blond demoness with the twin daggers stood before him, smiling at him much as a cat might smile at the mouse before pouncing. Even her comrades seemed to avoid her, which said much for her stature amongst her own ranks. Tallin raised his shield and sword. After hours of battle with numb limbs and a weary heart, Tallin resigned himself to death, with the hopes that he might take this she-devil with him, his last act of defiance in the name of freedom.
Skills:	Tallin is a blacksmith, and is an expert with sword and shield. He is also skilled with the javelin, but primarily as a thrown weapon. He also knows how to play the harp, and is somewhat skilled at dancing. An avid swimmer and runner.
Notes:	Not interested in male/male action, thanks!

Females

Kateri

For Sale
Player:	Styx26
Age:	24
House of Birth:	---
Current House:	---
Owner:	---
O&O:	[4] Kateri has no interest in men, having seen their cruel sides more often than not. With other women, she feels subservient to them, even in Aquarius' society of matriarchal leadership.
Description:	Kateri is 5'0" (153 cm) with dark brown hair and eyes, angular features, light bronzed skin with toned muscle. She wears her hair up most of the time, to keep it out of the way. There are scars on her back from past beatings; there is a wound beneath her chin that is white-scarred and faded with age; she becomes embarrassed when people examine it. Her eyes are often moving, as she watches and observes much.
Personality:	She is considered solemn (sometimes mistaken for surly), subdued yet cautious; She opens up and becomes willing to interact once she gets to know people better and not as threats. She can watch a person intently, like a hawk focused on prey; other times she can be curious, head tilted to the side as she tries understanding some concept or new device.
History:	Born in Szekeres, Kateri's father was a soldier, her mother his personal slave. Enraged that his first child was not a boy, he sold the baby to an innkeeper. Kateri spent most of her childhood running messages from the inn to other shops and crawling on the floor to find dropped coins from drunkards. One day, a thief came in and demanded that day's profit, holding a dagger menacingly. Kateri barreled into the man from behind, but was not strong enough to subdue him; the dagger slashed into her throat before the would-be thief ran away. The wound healed, but Kateri was not able to speak; she was later beaten for being 'willful' and refusing to talk. When she was sixteen, the innkeeper sold her to a merchant, weeks before the war between Szekeres and Aquarius. The merchant had a slave already, an older woman who became a mentor -and later a lover- to Kateri as they traveled. She learned some basics of reading, writing and sums to keep track of the merchant's wares. When the merchant discovered their relationship, he killed the older woman, and raised his sword intending to kill Kateri as well; an archer's arrow took him. She found herself in the company of thieves, a ragged group of men and women who took refuge in the mountains surrounding Aquarius. She was offered three choices; become a thief, one of the thief's lovers, or die there. She chose to live, and participated in several raids of the city. Under the cover of darkness, she would help the others take food and merchandise for themselves. One of the raids was poorly planned and she ended up cornered in a shop with one of her fellow thieves; he had the audacity to take a cowering child as a hostage. Kateri, angered beyond sense, attacked the man openly and freed the girl from his grasp. They were surrounded and captured by the guard, taken away for judgement.
Skills:	Kateri understands at least two languages written and spoken, basic math, cooking, cleaning. She has some skill with daggers, but is not at home with other weapons; she prefers fist-fighting and wresting to armed combat. As a girl she had a talent for drumming, often hearing musicians at the inn.
Notes:	Kateri is not able to speak and might be aggressive to those she perceives as a threat.

Yiko

For Sale
Player:	Aysande
Age:	19
House of Birth:	N/a
Current House:	N/a
Owner:	N/a
O&O:	Player's. Inexperienced, she has no idea what she likes.
Description:	Long, pin-straight brown hair, almond-shaped dark brown eyes. She stands 5'4 tall and has a very delicate build that is not suitable for hard labor or heavy lifting. She has small breasts and her body has nice round hips. She is lean but soft, and her limbs are lithely muscled.
Personality:	Soft spoken, quiet and invisible, Yiko is a very obedient woman. She is fiercely loyal, which is what landed her as a slave in Aquarius rather than to be freed. She is subservient, and her path in life was always very clear until the Amazon conquered her country. She's not foolish, though, and makes a point to avoid the lash or the whip and so no matter how loyal she was to her dead master, she is adapting to her new country. She likes laughing, even if it doesn't happen all that often, loves to swim and long walks in the forest. She lives to serve, she knows it and embraces it. She speaks with a soft accent to her words, and her spoken Aquarian isn't very good but she understands it very well.
History:	Born is Szekeres, Yiko was brought into slavery from a very young age. Soon, she was the girl fetching things in the garden for the cook, or folding the towels that were just cleaned. By the age of twelve, the young girl knew how to do the laundry by hand on her own, and keep a house clean, all while remaining as invisible as possible to the Master of the house. By the time she reached seventeen, she had learned to serve the man both in a domestic way and in an intimate way. She had no affection for the man who was forty years her senior, but he was a good master, giving her food and shelter. She considered herself lucky. Having not known better and no way to know better, the shack where she lived with three other women including her mother wasn't even fit for dogs. It had a leaking roof, the walls did not meet properly and thus the cold wind of the night could easily seep in. Food were nothing more than scraps and meager leftovers. When the Amazon came, her Master fought for his birthright to own slaves of his own and remain free from slavery himself, but the women proved to be too strong helped by their youth and skill, where he was older and had long forgotten the use of a sword. The women of the house took arms to defend their master, but kitchen knives and brooms were no match for the trained Amazon. Those who were not killed were captured. Yiko's mother was from a far away land, and even though Yiko was of mixed blood, she retained much of her mother's exotic traits. When the Amazon finally caught her, Yiko proved time and times again that she was not fit to become a dominant woman, a proud member of the Aquarian society, and thus she ended up on the market where she was quickly bought to be given as a gift.
Skills:	Cook Szekeres type food, Clean.
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