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Lycusio avait ses sourcils sillonnés dans l'anxiété. Rien n'avait de sens pour lui, et il manquait complètement de toute sorte de connaissance préalable. Il était similaire à la prise d'un test d'astrophysique sans aucune connaissance préalable au-delà de la reconnaissance d'une existence appelée "Espace". Le grand homme était pratiquement un enfant dans le monde de Mages, n'ayant rencontré un Magus qu'un mois auparavant.
Sans aucune connaissance préalable, Lycusio retomba sur tout discernement qu'il pouvait obtenir du présent. Chaque morceau et partie de son corps a souffert avec une sévérité uniforme bien que généralement centré autour de son torse, et il semblait être attaché à un cercle dans lequel une fille avant lui apparut. Glançant autour, Lycusio a remarqué les réactions d'autres; au lieu de son pur enchevêtrement, ils ont compris et reconnu leur situation actuelle, et au contraire, sont apparus soit consternés ou consternés. Secouant tout en une seconde, il entendit la fille devant lui en armure lui demander s'il était ou non son maître.
La bouche de Lycusio s'ouvrit pour répondre, mais il n'y avait pas de réponse claire à sa question avec sa compréhension, donc il ferma rapidement ses lèvres avec une expression perplexe. Finalement, un homme à côté de lui a demandé à Lycusio s'il allait bien. Il lui apparut alors qu'ils étaient les seuls à n'avoir qu'un seul serviteur à montrer. Incapable d'en arriver à une conclusion plausible, Lycusio a simplement hissé la tête dans l'affirmation de son bien-être, écoutant l'homme répondre à son serviteur qu'il était son maître.
-- Eh bien, je pense qu'il y a eu une folie, je ne suis probablement pas votre maître, petit, si l'autre homme sent déjà un lien avec vous, alors j'ai peur que ma présence ici soit plutôt anormale. 
Lycusio ne pouvait nier qu'il était extrêmement attiré par la fille en armure, mais il était perturbé et l'autre homme avait déjà revendiqué la position de maître. À ses yeux, les concepts et les variables étrangers étaient trop nombreux, généralement en contrôle, Lycusio était beaucoup trop perplexe pour être à l'aise avec la situation.
Lycusio a commencé à reculer quand l'homme se nommant le 'Ashen Mandrake' a donné une sorte d'introduction qui n'a pratiquement rien fait pour expliquer sa situation. Le 'Ashen Mandrake' a annoncé son départ et Lycusio a également prévu de faire sa retraite précipitée. Il avait le sentiment que même son entraînement physique étendu ne ferait rien pour lui dans le royaume de Magi, et l'atmosphère était épaisse avec lassitude de tous les côtés. Lycusio a été assez expérimenté dans le traitement des situations tendues, et les combats d'armes ont éclaté avec moins d'animosité.
Lycυѕιo Vιcarιo

Character Type: Human Master
Languages:
Fluent: Arabic/German/English/Russian
Rudimentary: Cantonese/Mandarin/Turkish/Indo-Aryan
Affiliation: 
Holz Krieger Mercenary Co.
Height: 6’5”
Weight: 211 lb
Place of Origin: Middle East, Gaza Strip

Holz Krieger Mercenary Co. , based as a family company in Germany, with the original name of Holz Security Services. The company soon branched out as an international armory corporation, taking full and unadulterated advantage of the warfare in the Middle East. Fighting for the highest bidder, Holz Krieger Mercenary Co. eventually obtained the assets to match any Middle Eastern army in a frontal conflict on its own.
Executive and son of Holz Krieger Mercenary Co.’s chairman, Beringer Holz discovered a child on an expedition through a border town in which the boy was the only standing body amongst corpses. Malnourished and on the verge of death, the child arrived at the mercenary’s settlement with Beringer. Nursed back to health, the child provided ample entertainment for Beringer, and soon, the executive found a use for the child. Giving the child the name Lycusio Vicario, and taught him up from down. At 10, Lycusio was mentored in military arts, he became masterful in multiple forms of combat, especially close combat, as to serve as a competent body guard for Beringer. At 16, Lycusio was taught languages, etiquette, and politics; he became the representative of Beringer and filled in for the gatherings that his mentor did not care to attend. At 18, Lycusio became the right hand man of Beringer. Taking over for a great deal of Beringer’s responsibilities, Beringer’s sector of mercenary activity became especially prosperous and he became increasingly close with Lycusio. The two, fabled in ruthlessness and effectiveness, became the most prominent branch of the Holz Mercenary Co. and Lycusio soon rose into the upper echelons of the powerful corporation.
Amidst a covert operation, Beringer and Lycusio were en route to an area of negotiation when the small convoy escort was ambushed. The two fled with their escorts into a nearby building, where they withstood a continuous onslaught for something close to an hour. Eventually Beringer was gunned down executioner style on the rooftop of the building, but before Lycusio shared the same fate, he flew into a rage. Utilizing his hands and other’s weapons alone, he massacred the remaining ambushers. He received multiple gun wounds amidst the melee and was once more upon the fringe of death when he was retrieved by members of the Holz mercenary group.
During his recovery, Lycusio was sent on leave back to Germany where he recovered in the peace of a first world country. There, Lycusio became the heir of Beringer’s branch of Holz Krieger Mercenary Co. but has yet to return to his front, remaining in Germany due to his injuries, emotional barriers, and the melodic daily life of a peaceful valley in the country of his newfound home.
Recently Lycusio met a mysterious former Magus who taught him the basics of his body’s circuits, to the point that he can use reinforcement magic on himself, but nothing else.


Lycusio grew up seeing the worst of the world. For most of his life, all he knew was war and the politics involved. Only recently has he began to enjoy the merits of a first world country, thus he is rather helpless in anything beyond fighting. Having gone through a nearly endless amount of strife from fighting on both the military front as well as the political front, Lycusio is fairly docile and his thirst for fighting has been completely and totally exhausted.
Growing up under Beringer’s wing, Lycusio adapted his mentor’s slightly twisted sense of justice as well as the need to uphold his mentor’s beliefs. He also has a sense of suspicion towards all others due to the fact that he is so well versed in deceit.

Bloodline: Unknown
Blood Type: A-