Squad: 11 Squad Position: Member | Low Level Primary Weapon: Dual punch daggers Combat Style: Marzio is small and fast, and that's most of what he's got going for him. He's scared to be here. Every time a Shadow comes near, he has to fight his instinct to run and hide. But he wants to do well; his constant need for approval makes him a natural follower, and he just goes right along with whatever the stronger personality tells him to do. Make a plan too complicated, give him conflicting instructions, or leave him to make a decision, and, uh, uh, um, this is about how far he gets before he has a small meltdown.
It's easy to encourage him to take risks, though, and Marzio is very good for sneak attacks. He hates getting up close and personal, but that's exactly the motivation he needs to stay incredibly under the radar when it's time to get close. He's a darter, quick to get in and super quick to get out, with his heart pumping the entire time. He does have the tendency to get kind of tunnel-visioned and focus only on his own task at hand, and if a plan goes awry and needs to be changed at the last minute, will probably have to have this information clearly spelled out for him.
Attribute: Speed
Persona Name: Anauel Persona Appearance: Anauel might have been magnificent once, towering and beautiful and fearsome, but not now. Anauel is a stooped and shuffling figure, crooked wings of gold wax stuck to its back and slowly, steadily melting away. Drops of bright gold splash onto its bare back, drip down Anauel's arms, sides, hang off the ends of its fingertips. But it's not just the wings, as the entire figure seems to be twisting and melting into nothingness. The top of the head has caved in, streaks of color slide down what was once a face, brown and pink from the eyes and lips, gold leaking from empty eye sockets. The arms look too long as they soften and stretch, and the entire body lists to one side, one leg succumbing faster than the other.
Though it looks slow and non-threatening, Anauel moves quickly, and with a brutal precision. Its magic is loud and may be visualized with splashes and bursts of wax, and a special attack is often preceded by the wax of Anauel's body starting to bubble and boil.
Marzio Sarno
Squad: 11
Squad Position: Member | Low Level
Primary Weapon: Dual punch daggers
Combat Style: Marzio is small and fast, and that's most of what he's got going for him. He's scared to be here. Every time a Shadow comes near, he has to fight his instinct to run and hide. But he wants to do well; his constant need for approval makes him a natural follower, and he just goes right along with whatever the stronger personality tells him to do. Make a plan too complicated, give him conflicting instructions, or leave him to make a decision, and, uh, uh, um, this is about how far he gets before he has a small meltdown.
It's easy to encourage him to take risks, though, and Marzio is very good for sneak attacks. He hates getting up close and personal, but that's exactly the motivation he needs to stay incredibly under the radar when it's time to get close. He's a darter, quick to get in and super quick to get out, with his heart pumping the entire time. He does have the tendency to get kind of tunnel-visioned and focus only on his own task at hand, and if a plan goes awry and needs to be changed at the last minute, will probably have to have this information clearly spelled out for him.
Attribute: Speed
Persona Name: Anauel
Persona Appearance: Anauel might have been magnificent once, towering and beautiful and fearsome, but not now. Anauel is a stooped and shuffling figure, crooked wings of gold wax stuck to its back and slowly, steadily melting away. Drops of bright gold splash onto its bare back, drip down Anauel's arms, sides, hang off the ends of its fingertips. But it's not just the wings, as the entire figure seems to be twisting and melting into nothingness. The top of the head has caved in, streaks of color slide down what was once a face, brown and pink from the eyes and lips, gold leaking from empty eye sockets. The arms look too long as they soften and stretch, and the entire body lists to one side, one leg succumbing faster than the other.
Though it looks slow and non-threatening, Anauel moves quickly, and with a brutal precision. Its magic is loud and may be visualized with splashes and bursts of wax, and a special attack is often preceded by the wax of Anauel's body starting to bubble and boil.
Affinity: Air
Weakness: Water
Ailment Susceptibility: Poison