SOLDIER Class: 2nd “Eagle Wings”



Name
Lapin Delacroix
(of House Delacroix)

Age
20

Date of Birth
April 8, εγλ 1981

Gender
Female

Height
5’3”

Weight
122lbs

Hair Color
Black

Written Description
Lapin, despite almost always being clad in the uniform of a 2nd Class SOLDIER and being rather short, always carries herself with an air of poise and dignity. Since her hair is naturally long, when she’s on duty, she keeps it up in a bun, except for the parts of her hair that mutated due to the Summon Fusion experiment.

As a result of being bonded with Carbuncle, she has a diamond-shaped, red gem in her forehead, as well as a pair of long, ear-shaped extensions in her hair, which start just above her natural ears and hang down to just below her shoulders.

Personality
Lapin conducts herself as she believes a lady should conduct herself: she speaks articulately, she’s rarely rude or crass, and she tries to be friendly to everyone even if it’s only because she feels obligated to do so. She’s quick to speak her mind if she believes that it can benefit the group, and this can at times put her at odds with her subordinates, who probably don’t have the education and refinement that she does. Her role as a 2nd Class SOLDIER dictates, at least to her, that she should not get especially close to any of her subordinates, so she can come across as aloof and at times withdrawn. She is ever ready to please her superiors as she has a reputation to maintain as a Delacroix.

In her downtime, she enjoys reading history books or sharing her knowledge with her more inquisitive comrades. She also likes to play games that require tactical thinking, such as King’s Field, or chess, and even though she may not win every game, she enjoys the challenge. Also, she recently discovered that she likes dogs, as she’s never had any pets growing up but sees them quite frequently on her travels. She thinks their little, dark eyes and noses are simply adorable!

She doesn’t anger easily, at least not visibly, but the easiest way to get a rise out of her is to compare her to a rabbit. She’s well aware of what her name means in another language, but her name is not Rabbit, it is Lapin. She’s generally annoyed by her mutation which lets people draw even more similarities between her and Leporidae but she tries not to let it bug her too much. Using that as a jumping off point, Lapin is also annoyed by people who are rude for rudeness’ sake, and if that person happens to be a subordinate, she will certainly call them out on it. As a representative of SOLDIER and the Shinra Corporation, as well as being a Delacroix, she believes that she has to maintain a standard of behavior.

Background
In times long ago, it is told that if a person or persons were in need of protection, they could send a prayer on the wings of a bird and before too long, The Delacroix would appear to defend them from whatever troubles would beset them.

This is the glamorous part of the legend, and the part that Lapin prefers to cite when asked about her heritage. In reality, the Delacroix were a band of mercenaries of various ethnic backgrounds who offered their protection services for the right price. They were known for using only shields as their primary weapons.

Fast forward to a couple of generations ago, when Shinra Electric Power Company had only recently discovered Mako energy. The Delacroix by this time had become the private security firm “Delacroix Security Solutions”, and had made quite a name for themselves as one of the top security firms in the world. Seeing an opportunity to build a powerful business relationship, Delacroix approached Shinra and offered its services; Shinra, at this time, could not possibly have enough resources to protect all of its assets: the Mako mines, their fledgling reactors, and all of its other business holdings. Delacroix were hired, and Shinra began to prosper. Shortly after Midgar was completed, Shinra was able to buy out Delacroix and assimilate them into their own security forces, setting the Delacroix family for life.

Lapin is the only child of Konejo and Usagi Delacroix, and because of this, her parents were able to devote all of their time (read, their servants’ time) to her care, education, and upbringing.

She knew nothing but only the finest luxuries growing up, but was also aware of the strife and hardships that occurred under her feet in the slums of Midgar, and she was sympathetic, though she never actually ventured anywhere near the slums and always more or less assumed that Shinra Inc always had their best interests in mind.

Having grown up with the finest education Midgar had to offer, and with such a rich family history herself, in her downtime, she dove into educating herself in the ways of the Delcroix fighting style (mostly as a hobby, but also as a way to carry on her family’s legacy of protecting the downtrodden since there was now no business for her to inherit). She became quite adept with the fighting style and, when she turned 18, applied directly for the SOLDIER program, based on nothing more than her own skill, pedigree, and desire to make Midgar (and by her reasoning, the world) a better place.

Summon Genome
Carbuncle


Weapon
Round Shield, specifically a mithril replica of her family’s ancestral targe with her family’s coat of arms painted on its face.

Materia
Restore
-Cure 1
-Cure 2
-Cure 3
Barrier
-Barrier
-MBarrier
-Reflect
Cover(socketed into her shield)

Limit Break - Adamant Entourage
When Lapin sees that the tide of battle is turning against her; her unit is failing and spent, her thoughts turn to her allies and subordinates. Tapping into her Delacroix ancestry, she slams the edge of her shield into the ground, then raises it triumphantly and casts Curaga and Wall on all of her allies within 20 meters of her position.

Name
Landon Milonas

Age
27

Date of Birth
November 4, εγλ 1974

Gender
Male

Height
6'

Weight
163

Hair Color
Brown

Eye Color
Bog-standard brown

Written Description
Landon, having spent many of his formative years mining coal, is quite lean and muscular. His body is covered in faint scars and burn marks, some from normal wear and tear from working in the mines of Corel and building the Mt Corel reactor, but some of his more recent scars are from the destruction of said reactor. His most notable physical feature is his prosthetic right arm, which appears as a molded metal arm, complete with a five-fingered, jointed hand. Dark scarring can be seen on his upper arm where the prosthesis connects to his body. The arm is myoelectric/infused with Mako, giving it the ability to function like a normal arm, minus fine motor skills. He can hold objects in his hand without fear of dropping or crushing them, but cannot deftly manipulate them, like say writing with a pen or typing on a keyboard. He has no feeling in his prosthetic limb.

Like his picture suggests, Landon keeps his sleeves rolled up and avoids wearing his suit jacket whenever possible. His suit is navy blue and he wears a silk, light blue tie that his Ma gave him before he left for Midgar, which he cherishes.

Personality
Landon may possibly be the nicest Turk to wear the suit. This doesn't mean that he's a pushover, or that he's any kind of pacifist, however. Generally, he's easygoing and friendly to his compatriots and even potential opponents, but when it's time to fight, he'll ensure that he puts his enemy down with very little muss or fuss. He likes to throw down and seems to genuinely have fun fighting, and even if his life is on the line, he'll still have a smile on his face. His flippant attitude may annoy his comrades, but he doesn't care. He tends to act like a 'bro' and has a nickname for everyone, and tends to change those nicknames on the fly. He also has a soft spot for women and children, and will at times catch himself being crude or idiotic and completely stop so as to not offend the 'fairer sex' or 'young ears'.

There are generally very few things that set him off. A person can get up in his face and spit at him and call him every derogatory name in the book, and he'll stand there and take it...until they insult his Ma or Pa. Doubting his ability because of his prosthesis will usually earn a snide remark along the lines of "Nah, my only limitation is the parts of me that are meat, friend-o."

Background
Corel was once a middling coal mining town near the tourist trap of Coast Del Sol. It's residents were proud, hard-working, and friendly people. Three of those people were a burly bear of a man named Kain, his young wife Helen, and their rambunctious son Landon. Kain worked the mines since his childhood, and when Landon was 10, he followed suit. Helen, meanwhile, ran a diner of sorts to keep the working people of the town well-fed and happy. When Landon was just on the cusp of 18 years of age, his father passed away from black lung. The town mourned for a time and Landon quickly and seamlessly took up the mantle of 'Man of the House' and primary breadwinner of the family.

Two years later, Scarlet, representing the interests of the Shinra Electric Power company, came to Corel and and made a proposition: Shinra would build a reactor on the nearby Mt. Corel, and the town of Corel would reap the rewards that having a new, cutting edge source of power would afford them. Landon, along with the town elders, readily agreed and days later, construction began on the massive reactor.

Landon readily leapt into his work helping in the construction and even when morale seemed low and Shinra seemed too pushy, Landon worked to keep everyone's spirits up. However, one fateful day, Landon's world was suddenly turned upside down. An explosion occurred in part of nearly completed reactor, and Landon, along with a handful of men went to try to rescue anyone they could. Although they were able to get a number of people to safety, Landon's right arm was badly injured by falling debris and he lost consciousness.

When he came to, he tried to lift his hand, only to find out there was none. The doctor who was present told him that the injuries to his arm were too extensive and that he had no choice but to amputate. Landon's only response: "Is everyone safe?"

Indeed, there had been only two deaths in the explosion, and a Shinra investigation quickly found cause of the explosion: the terrorist group known as AVALANCHE.

Within days, Shinra forces were storming the town, under the guise of rooting out hidden AVALANCHE members. They completely razed the town, chasing any survivors to the north. Landon and his Ma were barely able to get to safety, but not before a Shinra troop uttered the words that would etch themselves into his mind for the rest of his life: "You brought this on yourselves."

Landon knew that the trooper was wrong; AVALANCHE brought this misery, not the people of Corel. After healing up and rebuilding what they could, Landon made the decision to leave North Corel for Midgar, to join SOLDIER and exact his own brand of justice on the cowardly terrorists of AVALANCHE. Using the last of his savings, he travelled to Midgar and found someone who could outfit him with a new arm and in a couple of years, once he was fighting fit, he tried out for SOLDIER...and failed.

However, his skill and enthusiasm caught the attention of the Turks, who appreciated his up close and personal style. After his recruitment, he quickly made a name for himself as a quaint and folksy, but skilled and dedicated enforcer.

Weapon
Although Landon is proficient with a number of mining implements, such as pickaxes and shovels, his primary weapon is his fists. He learned to box as a teen, and carried those skills over to his career as a Turk. He also knows a few grapples and throws, but he more prefers to simply punch his opponents.

Materia
Quake
-Quake 1
-Quake 2
Bolt
-Bolt 1
-Bolt 2
Bio
-Bio 1

Limit Break
Phantom Pain Train - When Landon's life is hanging in the balance, he pumps his prosthetic arm as if he were pulling a train whistle, then bum rushes his opponents at such a speed as to make it seem like there are phantoms of him on the battlefield. He unleashes a flurry of 10 punches all over 10 different opponents in his vicinity, adding Quake 1 and Bolt 1 damage to each attack.

Rowen Tuesti


18


June 20^th, 1983


Male


5’9”


180 lbs


White (formerly dark brown)


By all accounts, Rowen does not look at all like your typical military man. He is hardly imposing at only 5’9” and there is a definite greenness to him that most people are quick to pick up on. And while he has an athletic build, it is not nearly as well pronounced or muscular as other members of SOLDIER. But despite these obvious shortcomings, Rowen still carries himself with a sense purpose and there is an unmistakable confidence in his eyes. Not even the drab blues of the Third Class uniform can cover the aura of nobility that years of his father’s tutelage have engrained in him.

Before joining SOLDIER, Rowen had kept his brown hair slicked back and formal, but now it is left unruly and snow white, the latter of which is due to him inheriting Ramuh’s genome. While it was a bit unnerving at first, barely a thought is wasted on it since he sees it as a purely superficial change.


Easygoing and genuine, Rowen is not at all what most would expect from the son of Roland Tuesti. Where his old man had made a reputation for himself by being cold and calculating, Rowen has strived, with varying degrees of success, to be more open with others and to be a kinder force than his father ever was. Yet if you look closely, you will still find traces of his strict upbringing in his near unshakable confidence and how he absolutely hates losing.

There is an intelligence to Rowen that has been cultivated by years of studying. And while he does not care all that much for being overly formal and adhering to needless etiquette, he is quite disciplined and loathes leaving a task half finished, since in his mind it will just make more work for himself later. And while he is not nearly high strung enough to be considered a perfectionist, Rowen definitely has an appreciation for keeping things ordered and prefers to discuss plans thoroughly rather than simply charging headfirst at the problem.

There’s a naiveté to Rowen that is telling of his upbringing that left him wanting for little. This can range from the mundane, such as not understanding common slang, to the shocking, like not knowing how to do his laundry. One can say that Rowen is immature in the truest sense of the word, as he has a strong dislike of the actions of Shinra, but no real idea about what he can do to change it. And while he is sorely lacking in experience, he is eager to fix that and learn. But, perhaps most importantly, he is still growing and changing.


Born into the Tuesti family, whose name reached prominence due mostly to the work of Reeve Tuesti, Rowen was born to a life that left him wanting for little. But while his uncle Reeve is known to have true compassion for the citizens of Midgar, Roland, Rowen’s father, is ambitious and calculating. And it was these two traits that the man hoped to pass on to his eldest son, so that one day Rowen could follow in his footsteps. By no means did Rowen have a traumatic childhood, but it was one filled with rigid expectations and intolerance for failure.

From an early age, Rowen was tutored in the ways of manipulation and foresight, all so that he could be groomed to become just as fearsome of a business man as his father when his time came. And that very well may have happened, had it not been for his uncle who mentored the lad under the guise of giving him work experience. He had only been 15 at the time, but already he was starting to have the same cold and calculating demeanor of his old man. Yet, as he worked with his uncle and saw the unjust treatment Shinra was prone to subject its citizens to, Rowen began to quietly reject his father’s teachings.

It wasn’t until he turned 18 that this little rebellion of his truly took shape though. Being a pragmatist, Rowen couldn’t see himself taking after his uncle Reeve and quietly doing what he could to help the people from the inside, all the while biting his tongue as others got hurt and exploited. So instead, he set his sights on joining SOLDIER, where he believed he could directly help and protect others, just like the hero of the Wutai War, Sephiroth.

Despite his clear lack of actual combat experience, Rowen’s long hours of studying fencing, which had been put on him by his father to “hone his mind,” seemed to have been enough to satisfy his examiners of his potential. Being placed in third class was no real surprise to him, but ending up under the command of one Lapin Delacroix certainly was. The two had known each other since childhood, but could hardly be called friends because both of their personalities where almost inherently at odds with each other.

Nevertheless, Rowen has fully committed himself to SOLDIER. What began as a simple desire to free himself of the future that his father had laid out for him has grown into a true sense of wanting to help people and to find out his true worth.






Rowan wields a rapier which has been modified to accommodate his enhancements. The blade is thicker and made of sturdy mythril, but thanks to his increased strength he can still wield it properly. Its three materia slots are housed within its grip.

• Lighting
  Bolt
  Bolt 2
  Bolt 3
• Enchant
  Enthunder

Mindspark: When pushed to his breaking point, static begins to crackle around Rowen haphazardly. After a brief charge up period, a sphere of lightning forms within his free hand. He then launches the sphere at his enemies, which then explodes in chaotic arcs, dealing moderate lightning damage and leaving those hit briefly paralyzed.

Damian Seran



32



June 12, εγλ 1969



Male



Stands at 5’11”



195 lbs



Becoming a SOLDIER caused his hair to go from a natural black to a cobalt blue color.

I skipped Eye Color because all SOLDIERs have Mako blue-green eyes.


Damian is not quite the giant that most other SOLDIERs are, but he’s certainly far from short. He falls just short of six feet tall at five foot, eleven inches, but every inch of that is lean, athletic muscle. He bears a single long scar down his right arm that he keeps exposed with an armor set up that doesn’t cover it, and all his shirts are missing the right sleeve. On the job and off the job, he wears combat pants and a combat shirt with pieces of plate armor over it, primarily the shins, thighs, forearms and chest, with his left shoulder having the only pauldron he wears on it.


Damian is a calm man outside of combat, with a confidence that has the unnerving ability to attract women despite the fact that he’s not actually interested in a relationship. He likes spicy food, learning more about the past, and a good card game. He doesn’t particularly care for idiots, super sweet food(chocolate overload type foods for example), or laze-abouts. He normally kicks those types in the ass and hounds them until they do their job. When it comes to his fanclub, he is always encouraging them to become the best they can be and that that may not always be with the SOLDIER program, though he himself is entirely dedicated to Shinra and the program.



Mister Damian Seran was born the child of two restaurant owners in the town of Costa del Sol ten years after Shinra first discovered Mako Energy, a town that at the time wasn’t doing so well until the beginning of the construction of the Midgard Plate after he turned seven. It was during the interim years that, as he got older, the young lad came to have complete confidence in the company as it made the living conditions, and the amount of business his family’s restaurant got, better.

However, he was content to inherit the restaurant until he met one of the early SOLDIERs at age twelve who had stopped in at Costa del Sol to take a break from the hectic life he lead in Midgard. The man and he spoke for the duration of his stay as he told the young man about his adventures and some of the perks of being a SOLDIER. After he left, a young Damian was determined to join the SOLDIER program and set immediately to training and threw himself at his school studies with a vigor his parents had known he’d had.

In the year εγλ 1987, after his eighteenth birthday, he joined Shinra’s SOLDIER program as a 3rd Class SOLDIER, where he stayed despite many shining moments in his service. The reason behind his delay in moving to 1st class was never quite clear, but he was given the promotion shortly after the Wutai War started in his 23rd year. The Wutai, through a combination of their ninjas and infantry power, had managed to hold onto a strategic position that would give Shinra a route to an important stronghold that there was no other way to approach. The 2nd Class SOLDIER that was in charge of Damian’s group had been wounded during the fighting and, in a desperate play for victory, the young SOLDIER spearheaded a charge into the enemy’s right flank, where he managed to cause enough damage to make the Wutai forces retreat at the cost of all those who had accompanied him and several wounds to himself, including the scar on his right arm.

The attack proved he had the salt and skills to be a 1st Class SOLDIER, despite the fact that the 20 Shinra Troops who had charged in with him hadn’t survived the encounter. The young man had broken a siege that had been costing Shinra dearly for several months and came out of it alive, which was all the proof required. His promotion only firmly set in Damian’s mind that Shinra was the way of the future and remains fiercely loyal even after so many years with them.


Gilgamesh



Damian wields a double bladed sword known as Ashrune. The weapon’s unique fighting style allows the 1st Class Soldier to approach combat in a way that unbalances his opponents. Has four materia slots along the central grip.

• Deathblow
  
  
  
  • D.blow
• Gravity
  
  
  
  • Demi I
  • Demi II
• Slash-All
  
  
  
  • Slash-All
  • Flash
• Double Cut
  
  
  
  • 2x-Cut
  • 4x-Cut

Twin Blade Assault: When pushed to his limit, Damian can summon Gilgamesh’s legendary blades, Excalibur and Masamune, to unleash hell on his opponents for a solid minute. Each strike from each blade unleashes a different kind of AOE/multi-enemy attack. Excalibur strikes in a straight line for two-hundred feet behind the point of impact on a target while the Masamune slashes enemies in a wide horizontal arc. Excalibur’s damage is Holy while Masamune’s is non-elemental.

Age:
30
Gender:
female
DOB:
April 22 εγλ 1971
Height:
5’7”
Weight:
150lb

Hair:
Sticks has straight black hair, cut in an asymmetrical pixie style with the longer side usually covering her right eye.

Eyes:
Her eyes are stunning Hazel that seems to appear green in the right light.

Physical Description:
At first look, Sticks looks like any other Turk, but Sticks carries herself with a grace and class that many don’t. She is taller than average and has an athletic physique. She is not often seen out of her Turk Suit, often preferring to wear it even when off duty. She adds a little flare by always wearing a black and white Fedora. On the very rare occasion that she is forced to wear something more formal she prefers to wear a white blouse with a black pencil skirt. Unseen by many Sticks has several scars along her arms, legs, and back. She also has a tattoo of her Brother Kai’s name on the inside of her right wrist.

Personality:
Sticks is quiet and reserved. She has a strongly-felt internal sense of duty, which leads her to have a serious air and the motivation to follow through on tasks. She is organized and methodical. She is very loyal, faithful, and dependable especially with her family. While she generally takes things very seriously, she can have an offbeat sense humor.

Background:
Sticks is the middle child and only girl of two moderately wealthy parents. Her father held a high ranked position within the Shinra Electric Power Company, which afforded them the ability to live on the Upperplate of Midgar City. Her mother stayed home to care for her and her two brothers. Her father would pass away due to a heart attack away 6 years ago. It had always been her father dream to see each of his children take on a position in The Shinra Electric Power Company and in honoring his memory, all of them did. Her oldest brother, Hero, joined the Shinra Troops. However, due to an injury, he was discharged. He would then open a Dojo in Sector 6 and teach Sticks the Martial Arts of Arnis. Sticks then would be recruited by the Turks. Sticks’ ruthless determination would quickly see her rise through the ranks to second in command. Her youngest brother, Kai, would go on to be Soldier 1st Class. Unfortunately, He would be killed just 2 years ago during an operation to take out a suspected AVALANCHE Cell. The same operation would also see the death of the Turk leader, Jax. Furious that she had lost both her brother and a colleague to the Terrorist group AVALANCHE, she was egger to pick up the Mantle of Leader. She has made a solemn vow to see the end of them by any means necessary.

Weapon:
As her name suggests her weapons of choice are a pair of wooden “sticks” used in combination with martial arts.


Materia:

Time (Lvl 3]

• Haste ( gives lighting reflexes for 18 seconds)
• Slow ( suddenly feeling sluggish for 18 seconds)
• Stop ( cannot move for 10 seconds)

Restore (Lvl 2)

• Cure 1
• Cure 2

Contain (Lvl 3)

• Freeze (A debilitating chill comes over the target that can potentially stop them in their tracks.)
• Break (The Earth bubbles up from the ground and incases target in magical stone with a chance that the target will be petrified for several hours, effectively taking them out of the fight.)
• Tornado (Gale force winds pick up Target, spin them about violently, and drop them. There is a good chance target will become confused)

Limit Break:

Heavenly 6-
Sticks strikes a single target in a whirlwind of movement that was drilled into her from her early years as a Martial Arts student. Heavenly 6 is a six-strike drill where all the strikes are done up high; 3 strikes coming from the right side and 3 from the left side. The sequence is as follows, right stick is swung out and through to left shoulder, left stick is swung out to the head and through to the left shoulder, the right stick goes out in a back-fist and back to the left armpit.The sequence is then repeated from the other side.

Age

30

Date of Birth

November 5th, εγλ 1971

Gender

Male

Height

6'1

Weight

215lbs

Hair Colour

Long, free flowing black hair

Written Description

His complexion is extremely pale, so much so that it often makes him stand out from those around him. The ghostly complexion complements his mako infused eyes, giving him an almost otherworldly appearance.

He has a deceptively slight build, his black clothing hiding a muscled physique beneath. The torso hugging top he wears is covered by a full length cloak that stops just above the heel of his foot. A black hat finishes his attire, blending in with the rest of his gear.

Hidden behind his lips are a set of elongated canine teeth, a side effect of being imbued with the DNA of Anima. From his lips comes a voice that is both intelligent and menacing, a bass note that is filled with authority.

Personality

Caius is a determined character, entirely focussed on his mission from planning until completion. This determination is what got him to 1st Class, making him stand out from the others at his earlier grades. Outside of operations he takes in the world around him, exploring and learning all he can. He seeks to expand his horizons and knowledge in whatever way he can.

He is a merciful individual and that is what endears him to his fans. He always provides his enemies with an out before he begins. Those who accept are allowed to walk free, those who don't...die. He would prefer the worlds problems be solved through diplomacy but is not so naive to think that's possible. His long term goal is peace in the world and he realises that his skills must be used to make that a reality.

Background

He was born and raised in the slums of Midgar by his mother, never knowing his father. His mother worked in the Honey Bee Inn as one of the "main attractions", but it wasn't until he grew older that Caius understood the sacrifice his mother made to try and provide for him. Mountains of books and enough food to keep him healthy, Caius' youth was filled with reading the history of the world.

During his teenage years his mother fell ill, eventually succumbing to her illness six months later. The time that followed was hard for Caius, she was his world and now he was alone. He wandered the slums for a few days before he came across the train station. A uniformed Shinra soldier stood on the platform proclaiming wealth, fame and the chance to make a real difference awaited aboard the train. Caius boarded the train to his future as a Shinra soldier.

He spent a while moving around on placements at different locations, seeing some moderate action that caught the eye of his superiors. He was accepted into the SOLDIER program at 3rd Class. After several months of assisting in the guarding of a Mako reactor, he was ordered to return to Midgar. He was tasked with helping the Shinra troops quell growing animosity in the slums through regular patrols.

During a routine patrol through the Sector 8 slums. Caius and his patrol partner were ambushed by a terrorist environmentalist group, His partner was immediately incapcitated by a bullet to the back. Caius grabbed the man by the collar and began to return fire indiscriminately. The untrained attackers all ducking for cover, giving Sully the chance to get to cover himself. He quickly called for back up but was told the nearest support was thirty minutes away, the majority of the nearby Shinra troops dealing with a riot. What occurred next was soon going to be a key propaganda tool for the Shinra.

It took twenty three minutes to complete the systematic defeat of seventeen terrorists, the capturing of their leader and the saving of his injured partner. What impressed Shinra was the testimony of Caius' partner. His battlefield tactics, awareness and clinical precision outshone what most SOLDIERs had achieved in extensive careers. The fact he saved his partner would have impressed enough, but the capturing of a terrorist leader who could be paraded and shamed in public made the decision easy. He was awarded the highest honour, the rank of SOLDIER 1st Class.

For the couple of months that followed Caius was the face of the SOLDIER program, his fan club numbers swelled as his face and dramatic recreations were shown everywhere. As with most SOLDIERs though, he soon dropped from the limelight as the next big hero came along. He was not disappointed, the glitz and glamour had grown tiresome and was not something he wished to be part of. He was appreciative of his fans and would take the time to reply to letters and such, but he felt like Shinra put too much emphasis on public displays rather than working to resolve key issues.

With the parading and public appearances done with, Caius was finally allowed to continue with his new role as SOLDIER 1st Class. He excelled in the freedom he was given, successfully completing each mission that came his way during the years that followed. During this time his follows began to refer to him as Caius Sully - The Merciful. Reports would often come in that he spared large numbers of enemies during conflicts, much to the delight of Shinra who could obtain valuable intel. Shinra, his fans and enemies alike knew that his offer of mercy was a one chance option. Those that didn't take it were dealt with, with ruthless efficiency.

As time has moved on the increased freedom provided by his rank has meant that his inquisitive mind has exposed some cracks in his loyalty to Shinra. Visiting every corner of the world, speaking to many different people, he saw just how the company affected everyone. He still works for Shinra but ultimately see's it as his best chance to help move the world forward.

Summon Genome

Anima

Weapon

Anima's Pain - A crescent, double edged longsword measuring 66". Materia can be placed into the hilt of the sword.

Materia

• Destruct
  • DeBarrier
  • DeSpell
  • Death

• Gravity
  • Demi 1
  • Demi 2
  • Demi 3

• Poison
  • Bio

Limit Break

Blade of Blood: Caius plants his sword into the ground in front of him before clasping his hands together in front of his chest. Loose debris around him begins to elevate as a black aura begins to envelope the blade of his sword. Caius reaches out grabbing the sword, the aura then covering his body. No light penetrates the aura other than the a pair of red eyes from where's Caius' would be. A red cone of light emanates from his eyes until he finds his target. Once he has found it, he removes the sword from the ground as an otherworldly roar emanates from the heavens. Then in a blink he charges forward attacking his target. The aura lasts for ten rapid strikes before dissipating. The initial strike has a 50% chance to inflict de-barrier and de-spell.