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Description

Latest Update
May 10th 2019

Important Information
Youngest Sibling to Laelia (KingKinu ) and Lucarus (NPC)

.:Capture Record:.
Feb 21st 42BC (2019)
Captured Iovita (MustangLegends ) during "The Fall of Air Empire"

Name
--Leto (le toe)

Gender
--Straight Hetero

Rank
--Massilian Hunter
--Massilian Guard
--Rome Guard
--Rome Pet

Species
--Jaguar
-- Spots (Dominate)
-- Body rosttes (Dominate)
-- Purple Eyes (Dominate)
-- Cream Stomach, Muzzle (Dominate)
-- Ear Spots (Carrier)
-- Freckles (Recessive)
-- Triple-Layered Pelt (Dominate)
-- Cream Legs (Recessive)

Age
--Born November 18th 45BC (2016)
--Joined January 42BC (2019)
--Currently 3 years 3 months (as of February 42BC)

Driving Motive
--To be announced

Personaity Traits
[Brute, Determined]
"Make that comparison a second time the loss of your tongue will the least of your worries. I'd suggest you shut the hell up."
Leto is a brute. Simple enough said. But he isn't one you would want to cross. As he said above. Lack of tongue will be the least of your worries. If you're an Empire Cat, it would probably be smart to haul it the other direction. He's coming for you.

[Little Patience, Grateful]
"I'd like to be able to do the job I enjoy doing, so can this be moved along a bit faster."
He's not the most patient, he doesn't have a regard to hide it. He is glad to have what he has. So he would much rather keep it, so his patience toward anything that will threaten that he doesn't pose much patience with it.

[Unconcerned, Formal]
"Ahh, petty arguments. You're both fighters. Fight it out in the rings. Keep it off the streets. Otherwise parole won't be something you will keep."
When it comes every day events. His only real concern is his job and moving up the latter. Anything and everything else he holds little squabble with. He's perfectly okay with locking up anyone that causes dysfunction in the city. He will give an attempt at formal approach to resolve it without brute force, as much as he'd prefer to just lock them up. Arrest when necessary, not out of convenience... he would surely prefer the convenience.

[Just, Ambitious]
"If you want prove you're able to do something. Removing your opposition is pretty adequate place to start. So move your butt."
Leto has a very sense of what his just in his mind. It may see eye to eye with those he is expected to work with. He doesn't expect all to see his way. But does expect a general agreement on it. Proving he is as he claims is among his agenda, and sees to hold it till he dies.

Quirks
--His overbite is not a mutation--
He broke his jaw during the Lightning Counter Raid in October 43BC (2018)

Biography

Footwork in Rome
My name is Leto. I was born from a breeder, being my mother. And my father, a retired fighter, or Hunter. I am not certain which frankly, but I also do not pose much of a care toward it either. Of my litter, I was the youngest, the runt. I'm not going lie and say I never got sick. The first, year of my life, that's all it was. Getting sick left and right, always getting coddled. At first, when I was really young. I didn't mind it. But after say six months of continually getting sick, always being cooped up to get unsick. The isolation from my other siblings, Laelia and I don't remember my brother. He went off to train with our father. I got to watch my siblings get to go off and get a life going. Envying them was an understatement.
My oldest brother of that litter was taken into colesium fighting, or the hunters. Laelia developed a knack for causing trouble. It has been more than a year since I saw her last though. So where that goes should be interesting for certain, if we cross paths again. Certainly curious of how she'd respond to seeing her brother after so long. We'll see if that happens wont we. She was sold off after a while of her games. So a lot of my childhood really was being sick. Being confined. Being coddled. All I simply wanted to be able to follow my brother or sister. At that point I did not care anymore. I didn't want to stay where I was. So... I planned to sneak off and find my own way.
But that would have been too simple. Sure enough. My master at that time, had too grown tired of me being sick. And sold me to another person. This man was a guard from what I saw. Could tell at a year of age that is. At that point. I got part of what I wanted, some freedom. But that freedom came with a stricter day, being able to sit around and do as I pleased was tossed aside. I would rise with the sun. Follow this man around all day. Learning the city of Rome, seeing just how much of a sheltered life I really had my first year... But, a fast lesson was learned when I started my journey. Empires are not something you could trust. I was hearing stories about the Olum, I heard so much about that Empire above all in Rome. With what I believe to have happened was this master of mine, was killed by a member of that Empire. So was the rest of the team I was with. I don't know how, but I managed to get away from the attack without a mark on me. That left me rather broken. Apart from the coddling I for a time hated, was something I honestly needed then. But that didn't happen. Something came up in another city. The city of Massilia, and I was transferred there.
Sailed into Massilia
I was right around two years of age when I was transferred to Massilia. I was instantly put right into the position of guarding Empires. I was still a mess from what happened in Rome, but regardless, I was welcomed into the city hearing about a whole mess among the city. This ranged from high rates of treason, all the way to raids from Empires. That was enough to click in my head that I needed to bury my pain of Rome.
It seemed the Massilian City was worse off than Rome. They seemed about the same. Empires causing problems. Corrupting minds. Taking lives, taking things that wasn't theirs to take. For some illusion of being free. That was when I learned something... what to do with pain. Empires took what I saw to be family. What was my home. I was moved into another city because of it... I know the Empires here are not those in Rome. But I guess they'd do.
I was determined to one day get into the Hunter ranks. I wanted to personally take that false freedom the bastards hold so dear. The very thing they are willing to cause so much grief with. Judgment carries a high price. And I wanted to be a deliverer of that Judgment. Nothing less was going to satisfy me. That was when I learned to direct my pain as a drive. The feeling of loss, that's what pushes me to get into the Hunters, to be among them. And do everything I can do to take the Empires down.
Over the next year though, I continued my job as a guard of Massilia. I never once encountered my sister Lia. But I hear her name come up every now and then as a mischievous huntress apprentice. Damn that ate me. Causing problems herself, and was privileged for doing so. This world, this place really was in dire straights. I knew I was going to get my chance to show I wasn't helpless. To show I wasn't some sickly body to be brushed aside. Again over the year, I watched raids take place, some outward, toward the Empires, other at the city. The arrogance of Empires... ridiculous.
However, after that year. I went from having an ownership by the city, to a private owner. Azine. I find it amusing the name he summons me is also Leto. Irony right. The city and Rome both gave me a different name I would honestly ignore. Azine, he is a worker. He is a gaurd of the city, however he wears darker armour than most guards, accented with blue studs and trim on the metal of his armour so it would only shine in certain areas. So this guy had an authoritative presence within this city. I assume he was a pretty high up ranked guard or something himself. Possibly a Roman Soldier that was stationed within Massilia.
I got the one thing I strived for, a chance to become a Hunter. The test to prove I was capable as a Hunter was a cake walk to me. And at this point. A Hunter of Massilia is what I am, I genuinely look forward to taking down the scum called Empires as soon as I have the opportunity.
Into the Gates of a Hunter

Empire Points and Statistics
60 Points + 0EP of Total Accumulated = 60 Points
Strength: +1
--Athletics || +5 +str
--Endurance || +3 +str
--Attack || +4 +str +1
Dexterity: +1
--Acrobatics || +3 +dex
--Sleight of Hand || +0 +dex
--Stealth || +5 +dex
--Parrying || +6 +dex
--Stamina || +3 +dex
Intelligence: +0
--History || +4 +int
--Investigation || +3 +int
--Nature || +1 +int
--Innovation || +3 +int
Wisdom: +0
--Insight || +3 +wis
--Medicine || +1 +wis
--Perception || +3 +wis
--Survival || +5 +wis
Charisma: -2
--Deception || +3 +char
--Intimidation || +5 +char
--Performance || +0 +char
--Persuasion || +0 +char

--Total EP Accumulated: 47EP

Into the Gates of a Hunter:
3EP Entry Application
2EP Entry Headbust
9EP Ice Tongued and Selene
15EP Last Light +5EP to Khione
13EP Nostaglic of Old and New and Emerald
3EP Leto II, I
2EP Leto II, II

--Sub-Total: 47EP

Miscellaneous:

--Sub-Total: 0EP

Description

Latest Update
May 10th 2019

Important Information
Youngest Sibling to Laelia (KingKinu ) and Lucarus (NPC)

.:Capture Record:.
Feb 21st 42BC (2019)
Captured Iovita (MustangLegends ) during "The Fall of Air Empire"

Name
--Leto (le toe)

Gender
--Straight Hetero

Rank
--Massilian Hunter
--Massilian Guard
--Rome Guard
--Rome Pet

Species
--Jaguar
-- Spots (Dominate)
-- Body rosttes (Dominate)
-- Purple Eyes (Dominate)
-- Cream Stomach, Muzzle (Dominate)
-- Ear Spots (Carrier)
-- Freckles (Recessive)
-- Triple-Layered Pelt (Dominate)
-- Cream Legs (Recessive)

Age
--Born November 18th 45BC (2016)
--Joined January 42BC (2019)
--Currently 3 years 3 months (as of February 42BC)

Driving Motive
--To be announced

Personaity Traits
[Brute, Determined]
"Make that comparison a second time the loss of your tongue will the least of your worries. I'd suggest you shut the hell up."
Leto is a brute. Simple enough said. But he isn't one you would want to cross. As he said above. Lack of tongue will be the least of your worries. If you're an Empire Cat, it would probably be smart to haul it the other direction. He's coming for you.

[Little Patience, Grateful]
"I'd like to be able to do the job I enjoy doing, so can this be moved along a bit faster."
He's not the most patient, he doesn't have a regard to hide it. He is glad to have what he has. So he would much rather keep it, so his patience toward anything that will threaten that he doesn't pose much patience with it.

[Unconcerned, Formal]
"Ahh, petty arguments. You're both fighters. Fight it out in the rings. Keep it off the streets. Otherwise parole won't be something you will keep."
When it comes every day events. His only real concern is his job and moving up the latter. Anything and everything else he holds little squabble with. He's perfectly okay with locking up anyone that causes dysfunction in the city. He will give an attempt at formal approach to resolve it without brute force, as much as he'd prefer to just lock them up. Arrest when necessary, not out of convenience... he would surely prefer the convenience.

[Just, Ambitious]
"If you want prove you're able to do something. Removing your opposition is pretty adequate place to start. So move your butt."
Leto has a very sense of what his just in his mind. It may see eye to eye with those he is expected to work with. He doesn't expect all to see his way. But does expect a general agreement on it. Proving he is as he claims is among his agenda, and sees to hold it till he dies.

Quirks
--His overbite is not a mutation--
He broke his jaw during the Lightning Counter Raid in October 43BC (2018)

Biography

Footwork in Rome
My name is Leto. I was born from a breeder, being my mother. And my father, a retired fighter, or Hunter. I am not certain which frankly, but I also do not pose much of a care toward it either. Of my litter, I was the youngest, the runt. I'm not going lie and say I never got sick. The first, year of my life, that's all it was. Getting sick left and right, always getting coddled. At first, when I was really young. I didn't mind it. But after say six months of continually getting sick, always being cooped up to get unsick. The isolation from my other siblings, Laelia and I don't remember my brother. He went off to train with our father. I got to watch my siblings get to go off and get a life going. Envying them was an understatement.
My oldest brother of that litter was taken into colesium fighting, or the hunters. Laelia developed a knack for causing trouble. It has been more than a year since I saw her last though. So where that goes should be interesting for certain, if we cross paths again. Certainly curious of how she'd respond to seeing her brother after so long. We'll see if that happens wont we. She was sold off after a while of her games. So a lot of my childhood really was being sick. Being confined. Being coddled. All I simply wanted to be able to follow my brother or sister. At that point I did not care anymore. I didn't want to stay where I was. So... I planned to sneak off and find my own way.
But that would have been too simple. Sure enough. My master at that time, had too grown tired of me being sick. And sold me to another person. This man was a guard from what I saw. Could tell at a year of age that is. At that point. I got part of what I wanted, some freedom. But that freedom came with a stricter day, being able to sit around and do as I pleased was tossed aside. I would rise with the sun. Follow this man around all day. Learning the city of Rome, seeing just how much of a sheltered life I really had my first year... But, a fast lesson was learned when I started my journey. Empires are not something you could trust. I was hearing stories about the Olum, I heard so much about that Empire above all in Rome. With what I believe to have happened was this master of mine, was killed by a member of that Empire. So was the rest of the team I was with. I don't know how, but I managed to get away from the attack without a mark on me. That left me rather broken. Apart from the coddling I for a time hated, was something I honestly needed then. But that didn't happen. Something came up in another city. The city of Massilia, and I was transferred there.
Sailed into Massilia
I was right around two years of age when I was transferred to Massilia. I was instantly put right into the position of guarding Empires. I was still a mess from what happened in Rome, but regardless, I was welcomed into the city hearing about a whole mess among the city. This ranged from high rates of treason, all the way to raids from Empires. That was enough to click in my head that I needed to bury my pain of Rome.
It seemed the Massilian City was worse off than Rome. They seemed about the same. Empires causing problems. Corrupting minds. Taking lives, taking things that wasn't theirs to take. For some illusion of being free. That was when I learned something... what to do with pain. Empires took what I saw to be family. What was my home. I was moved into another city because of it... I know the Empires here are not those in Rome. But I guess they'd do.
I was determined to one day get into the Hunter ranks. I wanted to personally take that false freedom the bastards hold so dear. The very thing they are willing to cause so much grief with. Judgment carries a high price. And I wanted to be a deliverer of that Judgment. Nothing less was going to satisfy me. That was when I learned to direct my pain as a drive. The feeling of loss, that's what pushes me to get into the Hunters, to be among them. And do everything I can do to take the Empires down.
Over the next year though, I continued my job as a guard of Massilia. I never once encountered my sister Lia. But I hear her name come up every now and then as a mischievous huntress apprentice. Damn that ate me. Causing problems herself, and was privileged for doing so. This world, this place really was in dire straights. I knew I was going to get my chance to show I wasn't helpless. To show I wasn't some sickly body to be brushed aside. Again over the year, I watched raids take place, some outward, toward the Empires, other at the city. The arrogance of Empires... ridiculous.
However, after that year. I went from having an ownership by the city, to a private owner. Azine. I find it amusing the name he summons me is also Leto. Irony right. The city and Rome both gave me a different name I would honestly ignore. Azine, he is a worker. He is a gaurd of the city, however he wears darker armour than most guards, accented with blue studs and trim on the metal of his armour so it would only shine in certain areas. So this guy had an authoritative presence within this city. I assume he was a pretty high up ranked guard or something himself. Possibly a Roman Soldier that was stationed within Massilia.
I got the one thing I strived for, a chance to become a Hunter. The test to prove I was capable as a Hunter was a cake walk to me. And at this point. A Hunter of Massilia is what I am, I genuinely look forward to taking down the scum called Empires as soon as I have the opportunity.
Into the Gates of a Hunter

Empire Points and Statistics
60 Points + 0EP of Total Accumulated = 60 Points
Strength: +1
--Athletics || +5 +str
--Endurance || +3 +str
--Attack || +4 +str +1
Dexterity: +1
--Acrobatics || +3 +dex
--Sleight of Hand || +0 +dex
--Stealth || +5 +dex
--Parrying || +6 +dex
--Stamina || +3 +dex
Intelligence: +0
--History || +4 +int
--Investigation || +3 +int
--Nature || +1 +int
--Innovation || +3 +int
Wisdom: +0
--Insight || +3 +wis
--Medicine || +1 +wis
--Perception || +3 +wis
--Survival || +5 +wis
Charisma: -2
--Deception || +3 +char
--Intimidation || +5 +char
--Performance || +0 +char
--Persuasion || +0 +char

--Total EP Accumulated: 47EP

Into the Gates of a Hunter:
3EP Entry Application
2EP Entry Headbust
9EP Ice Tongued and Selene
15EP Last Light +5EP to Khione
13EP Nostaglic of Old and New and Emerald
3EP Leto II, I
2EP Leto II, II

--Sub-Total: 47EP

Miscellaneous:

--Sub-Total: 0EP