In Fine, Solum Est Tibi (A Quest in Rome, During The Fall of the Republic)

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During a Crisis, many will see you as a Hero
Many will see you as nothing more than an ambitious conquerer
A Destroyer of the Republic, or its Savior.
It Matters little.
In the end, all that matters, perhaps the only thing that matters...
Is the Choices you Make.
The Republic and its institutions will die.
What replaces them, however, is entirely up to you.
If you Survive of Course.​
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0.0: In the World, Sits Rome.
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    • Magoose

    Magoose

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    100 B.C.E

    Rome, once an insignificant city-state on the Italian peninsula, a place insignificant in historical records, has clawed, through the will of its leaders, its senate, its people, to the height of its grandeur, its power, and its international influence. It stands, in the eyes of its leaders, and to many of its enemies uncontested in the West. For nearly a century since the defeat of her archenemy Carthage, and her greatest leader, Hannibal, the might of Rome has been unquestioned on land or sea, as city-state after city-state crumbles before the legions' unrelenting tide.

    Her reach stretches from the shores of Greece to the deserts of the Levant, and there is no power in the West that might hope to stand against The Republic.

    But not all is well within Rome. But like all great civilizations, the Republics' greatest threats are not from without, but from within. Greed, lust, and power poison the hearts of its citizens, its leaders forget their oaths. Blood waters not the crops but the Streets of Rome with the iron of the fanatics, the foolhardy and the Ambitious.

    It was said of old that the house divided cannot stand, and yet again it is proved true.

    Italia burns.

    You are a child of Rome, raised in the looming shadow of the city now at war with itself. Your tutors, skilled men all, say you have the potential to be a Roman of no small worth, a figure who will shape the very history of the Republic itself.

    But to be a powerbroker of note in the Republic is no small task. To simply survive in Rome, you must discard what you think is good and virtuous, you need to not have the skill, but cunning, brains yet brawn. You need to become something more than a person in this city. You must become a Legend.

    Trust is a commodity you cannot have, for your back will just be as exposed as any other. Friends can become enemies and an enemy can become the most steadfast of allies like a flicker of a candle, with the right words, the right promises, the right will.

    The Senators have long memories, and they will remember your trials and tribulations… and to the Masses of Rome, their minds are fickle and easy to be brought to the highest of heights or depths of hell itself!

    You must be as skilled on the podium as on the battlefield, you must balance love and hate in equal measure, you must watch your foes closely and your friends closer still.

    To misstep, to err, to fail is death. You will lose your wealth, your love, and your life. Your name will be ground into the dust by your enemies, and the crows will feast on your flesh just as others feat on your wealth. You will join countless thousands in the gutters of history, lost to time and memory in the growing shadow of Rome.

    To succeed is to rise above just the footnote of history, to tread the world beneath your feet as if you were Jupiter himself. It is to rub shoulders with titans and decide the fate of untold millions alive, and millions more yet to be born. It is to make your name a legend to outlast the very gods themselves. It is to become immortal, remembered in tongue and song for as long as men walk the earth.

    To Become a God, in a sense, for all of Mankind.

    In This Tale, This is How A Republic Dies.


    It Will be Up to You, To Mold What Replaces It.​
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    Alrighty everyone, let's talk about the brass tacts that seem to always come from me starting another quest.

    This quest was inspired and heavily influenced by, Res Publica, By @Telamon, if that wasn't obvious already. Just Like La Chanson. Along with @Teen Spirit's playthrough of Expeditions Rome, along with my own playthrough of the game, along with Battle Brothers.

    This is a quest, where you traverse one of the most dangerous and interesting periods in Western History, that being the Decline and Fall, and replacement, of the Roman Republic, and its transition into an Empire.

    Unfortunately, the Damage is done by the Merian and the Sulla's civil war, and the mounting problems that the Roman Government has not been able to address. With mounting corruption, military reforms, wealth and income inequality, and the degradation of Rome's Republican traditions due to the increasing autocratic tendencies and power brokers that are moving through the Republic.

    You are not the only person who has the dream of becoming a leader and a survivor of Rome's political machinations, and you will meet many of history's luckiest and unluckiest politicians, soldiers, and entertainers who have ever graced this cruel and unusual time period of change and chaos.

    Make no mistake, you are in a time where one mistake can possibly lead to your death, or loss of personal wealth and political power.

    But remember this one statement:

    In The End, There is Only You, and What You want. Will you save the Republic, or Damn It to becoming an Empire?​
     
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    • Claudia Nerva

    Titles: None

    Age: 17

    Height: 5'6

    Hometown: The Nerva Domus/ Estate, Outside of Rome

    Birthday: 15 March

    Religion: Roman Pantheon. Patron God: Mars, Venus

    Nicknames: None

    Allies: Sulla, Your Slaves, and Friends. There are many allies that see you as an asset, as well.

    Enemies: Gaius Marius, Many others who do not like you, that you know not?

    Public Reputation: 0 (A Woman of Virgin stock, of a Great legacy. What will life lead you down, to grace Rome, and her People?)

    Stats
    Composure: 18 (Life is full of suffering. That does not mean you have to let it define you. Let it make you stronger)
    Military: 25 (I know what makes people believe in the strength of Rome. The Legion is Immortal, and if you had the chance… would make it.)
    Charisma: 25 (Grasping, captivating, brilliant, clever, the words describe you as if you were a Goddess. They are wrong of course, you are mortal. But they don't know that)
    Decorum: 9 (Your Grasp at Decorum is sketchy at best)
    Stewardship: 7 (Like your father before you, you can't run a household worth a damn.)
    Intelligence: 25 (Minerva made flesh, that's what others call you, to your face, and your back)
    Subterfuge: 7 (Skullduggery never interested you, nor did you find it useful)

    Command Skills
    Command: 14 (The God's command that you lead, and you shall with vigor)
    Calvary Command: 17 (When the Cavalry come, it will bring cheers from the Men, and Terror from the Enemies)
    Infantry Command: 14 (When the Infantry hold, there will be victory. There will be greatness)
    Artillery Command: 6 (What the fuck is a Catapult?)
    Grand Strategy: 22 (No one is denied greatness, they merely lack the imagination to achieve it)

    Civil Skills:
    Engineering: 19 (You look at a city, and see not the people but the buildings, fire hazards… possibilities for only the imagination.)
    Education: 22 (Your Father believed illiteracy and Ignorance was a gross sin, worthy of the deepest pits of the Underworld. You believed in it.)
    Logistic: 11 (The Men can feed themselves right?)
    Manual Labor: 5 (You are a noble lady. Why the hell should you care about doing work yourself.)
    Law: 15 (The Law of Rome is a complicated beast, one that is entirely… understandable to you.)
    Administration: 6 (You are utterly hopeless at doing anything remotely good at governing a region)
    Ortation: 17 (You can captivate a crowd with words, and actions, and you know how to speak in the Official, roman manner)


    Combat Skills:
    Marksmanship: 10 (You were never that good with a javelin, but you are semi-competent with it)
    Swordsmanship: 25 (You are a demon with a blade, a lady of death that can cut down enemies with just a single swipe of the blade. Everyone in Rome, fears your reputation as a Bladeswoman)
    Athletics: 23 (Your father could not get a strong son, so instead, he got a strong daughter, one with little equal)
    Hand to Hand: 9 (You can't wrestle or fight to save your life.)
    Equestrian: 21 (In another life, you would have been born in the saddle. In this life you merely adopted it)

    Traits:

    War Born: Your Father taught you, despite your gender, to be a warrior and leader without peers. He wanted you to be strong, agile, and able to pass anything that comes to you, and you passed many of the Roman Legion's basic training when you were only a child of 9. As you grew older, with your formal education, you went marching and running with full gear of a legionary, ill-fitting as it was, and enjoyed the life that would never be given you.(You have an in-depth understanding of the Roman Legion, its military culture, and its structure. You have passed Roman Basic Training as a child, and as a teenager, you could be commanding a legion or more.)

    Silvertounged: You have been trained since birth that choosing the right words can defuse any situation, can bring people together, or tear them apart. You understand things that many people don't when you use words (You are a master at talking to people, and getting what you want. People in Rome know about that, and are thrilled to challenge you to a battle of wits)

    The Gift of Mars (Greater Blessing): It is said that those who take to the art of war from a young age were blessed in the womb by Mars himself, as a gift for your Father's loyal duty to Him. You are one such, a prodigy of battle, capable of learning and absorbing new strategies and tactics, and quickly adapting them to match the actions of your foes. (Gain access to special tactics when leading battles. Certain actions will gain +10 to their rolls. When commanding an Army, can see a potential path to victory, that may come at a great personal cost.)

    The Gift of Venus (Average Blessing): You are beautiful, a thing sculpted as if from massy stone. Your skin is as pale and alluring as marble, free from all crack or blemish, like the very flesh of Venus herself. Your nose is as aquiline as the eagle's beak, your lips as wide and fair as his wings, and your eyes as proud and mighty as his own. Men and women alike look upon you with lust and envy, and your striking features have won you the hearts of many throughout the Roman countryside, and will surely do the same in Rome itself. (Special actions are available for you to choose from. Certain actions will gain a +10 to rolls.)

    The Word Weaver (Myths): The Words of the world are woven by your careful hand. You write down many of the myths, the stories of your father and his fathers, into a tapestry not only of the Gods but on Man's Place within the many grateful worlds that it is lived by. The Stories and their author may last forever. (Can choose special actions when on adventures and in Rome. Learning about the myths on your travels, or telling the stories may lead to many good things happening. But beware, the Priests of Rome see your writing and telling of the stories... problematic, if you are too loud.)

    Retinue:
    Cossus Tettius Gallio.
    One of your Fathers eldest and most trusted comrades in the Legion, Both men have served together for nearly twenty years before your father retired, first to the Senate, then to his family.

    Cossus instead found luck and prominence, not as a politician, or in the Senate, as he despised politics and all who sought power in it, but as a lawyer and writer. He is considered one of the greatest in living memory and has spent much of his time, when not composing many of the contemporary histories about his own personal campaigns, he instead focused on your father, who was the subject of many stories and histories, with his missions and memories being popular tales among the elite and the roman plebians alike.

    Your father's reputation was secured by way of legacy and lies.

    But then again, Cossus believes that history is just lies agreed upon.

    A man of 45, he is a bachelor and unmarried and prefers to remain that way until he meets a woman that can match his wits with tact and grace.

    He currently lives in your villa, as an honored guest, and spends much of his days writing. Sometimes he can write three hundred scrolls in a month.

    He is so prolific in his writing, that there are men trying to get commissioners for their own stories.

    And there are many who wish for him to be killed for his truth does not fit the narrative.
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    Fabia Ecdicia

    A teenager that ran away from her home to work for your father, from a Senatorial house no less. There was nothing about her that was amazing or important.

    Save for the simple fact she was pregnant, and that child was evidence to a grand conspiracy between her father, and his brothers, not only to murder each other, but to blame it on her, and the father of her unborn child.

    However, she escaped with the evidence of foul play and hid in your home. Offered herself as payment in exchange for her sons life. Your father did not use her as such, and she remains a free woman, working for your family as a hostess, and a highly skilled agent and spy.

    A woman of 18, she is a mother of one child, from a man she does not wish to reveal the identity of, for both his own safety and her honor, as she believes he will return to her soon.
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    Mettius Servilius Metellus

    A Centurian of the Roman Legions, and one of the more, colorful men your father made friends with his life. A born soldier, he is nevertheless obsessed with prophecy and fate and is deeply religious not only to Jupiter, but to many other foreign war gods he has come into contact with over his career.

    A Silly man perhaps, but there is nothing that this man would not do on the battlefield. Kill, destroy, and lead men with such conviction and grit that he could turn one hundred men into a thousand, and turn a thousand men, into, in the eyes of the enemy, a million.

    Currently, he is on leave, his legion having allowed him to return home to his family in Rome, but there is one thing he always, and always does when he is in Rome.

    He comes to visit his oldest friend and his family.

    A man of 30, he is the Prime Preaitorian of his legion and the highest-ranking and longest-serving centurion of his legion. There are many in Rome that want to make him a Legate, both to see support from the Marians wain and so that Sulla can have another key ally in the army.

    He is the father of 4 children, three sons, and one girl.
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    Caius Spurius Polybius

    A Priest of Jupiter, and a man who has, for his entire life, been obsessed with the future, both of himself, and those around him. An Auger of great skill, he is known to, at least on reputation and his claims, see a potential for the future, and his prophecy has always been seen as good ordered, and accurate.

    As a priest, he dedicated his life to the Gods, and while he is no true roman soldier, he is known to travel far and wide to the legions, when called upon, to give council and see the signs of the gods.

    However, he has become friends and allies with your father, for numerous positions, and many think he wishes to become Pontifex Maximus, by any means nesseicery.

    But considering his religious duties, and the love that the troops and the People give him.

    However, Sulla considers him a threat, as he is an outspoken, and loud critic of his power grab, and he needs to retire from public life, him and Marius, if there will ever be peace in rome.

    A man of 36, he is childless, and has devoted his entire life to the gods, but if asked, he will help you out of a promise he made to your father.
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    Caepasia Furia

    A Plebian Woman and widower to a soldier and equitii that was under your father's command, and also, curiously enough, a blacksmith of some note.

    She was not a brilliant woman by any means, at least when you first met her, but she had an understanding of metalworking that few smiths ever had, and even with her sons taking over the business, or going off to join the army, to become equitii, and to become senators, or to survive long enough to get land for their retirement, and move her out so she can work without the busy hustle and bustle in Rome, or the insane work orders that she makes for Roman nobles and the legions themselves.

    She primarily is an armorer, with her sons being skilled swordsmiths.

    Your father was one of the earliest investors in her business, and now, her swords populate the legion and private buyers alike.

    She owes you much and is willing to work many favors to see her debt paid.

    A woman of 40, and the mother of 5 children. She is a smith of great renown, and wealthy enough to leave her home to commission, and to help you, if you help protect her sons.
     
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    • Please Note that this is a modified version of the Rules created by the Wonderful @Plausitivity, so thank him for this.


    Rules
    May contain violence, intrigue, slavery and manipulation, etc.

    There will be mentions of slavery, torture, exploitation, rape, all the fun stuff.


    Be excellent with each other.


    There will be more added, but for now.


    Mechanics
    This will be a system run on d100, but unlike previous quests I have done with this system, this will take a far more narrative approach, instead of choosing actions and vaulting on through them. You will only be given a very small number of choices, and you will need to decide what is right and what you can actually accomplish.

    There will be many smaller, shorter turns for character interactions, and battles, unless you actively take part in them, or do special actions within the battle... will be only summarized in reports.

    Stats are a representation of how good you are at a general aspect mentally. Usually, stats are what you use to interact in person. YOu can only gain them by learning from others, like a teacher.

    Skills are a representation of how good you are at doing something practically. You can gain increases in a skill by using it. You cannot gain skills the same way as stats, since skills are practical. Usually, skills are for interaction outside the personal scope. You can train to use said skills as well, but after a certain point, it will only be through actions that you can gain that coveted 25

    If you only read but never lead, then you'll have a rude awakening when going into battle… But the same could be said for always leading and never reading.

    Increasing a stat or skill will take time and effort, and the better you are, the harder it is to get better. Unlike La Chanson, you will actually have to commit to the areas to gain said stat or skill, over multiple choices and actions. There will be actions that require skills or stats.

    Stats
    Composure: Your Mental Ability to react and remain calm.
    Military: Your military knowledge, in strategy and tactics.
    Charisma: Your social charm and personal magnetism.
    Decorum: Your knowledge of formal etiquette and dress.
    Stewardship: Your business and accounting knowledge.
    Intelligence: Your ability to learn and process new information; useful in on-the-spot situations.
    Subterfuge: Your court intrigue and general knowledge of how to sneak around.

    Command Skills
    Command:     Your ability to tell others what to do in a battle.
    Calvary Command: Your ability to lead cavalry.
    Infantry Command: Your infantry leadership.
    Artillery Command:     Your ability to utilize this new kind of warfare.
    Grand Strategy: Your ability to make long-term plans, helpful in campaigning.

    Civil Skills:
    Engineering:     Your ability to coordinate and conduct the construction of buildings and infrastructure.
    Education: Your academic knowledge; helps with reading books and research.
    Logistic:     Your ability to manage supply lines and troop upkeep.
    Manual Labor: Your ability and willingness to get your hands dirty helping your people.
    Law: Your law-making skills. Your ability to understand and use the laws to
    Administration: Your country/Estate/Province-running skills.
    Ortation: Your Ability to command the attention of an audience through the ability to speak.


    Combat Skills:
    Marksmanship: Your ability to use a Bow and Arrow, or Javilin.
    Swordsmanship: Your ability to use a sword
    Athletics: Your ability to move through battle, and in stressful situations
    Hand to Hand: Your ability to use your fists when disarmed, or when fighting.
    Equestrian: Your ability to ride a horse.

    I. Abysmal: You have no skill with this whatsoever, and are actively terrible at it. Any attempt by yourself to do this will be met with abject failure unless the Gods themselves takes mercy upon you.
    (Levels 0-1) (-18-20 Modifier)
    II. Very Poor: You are incredibly poor at this, one of the worst in the Republic. You may succeed in using it if you blunder into success using what little you do know.
    (Levels 2-4) (-12-16 Modifier)
    III. Poor: This...is not your strength. Find some other way of solving your problems, if at all possible.
    (Level 5-9) (-2-10 Modifier)
    IV. Average: You are markedly average at this. Not amazing, not terrible, just...good. Depending on what occurs, your performance could be remarkable or awful, but you have a fair chance of either.
    (Levels 10-11) (+0-1 Modifier)
    V. Proficient: You're okay at this, showing some small skill in your attempts. Your performance is slightly above average.
    (Levels 12-16) (+2-8 Modifier)
    VI. Accomplished: You are quite skilled at this, proving to be significantly better than most. (Levels 13-19) (+10-14 Modifier)
    VII. Renowned: You are famed for your skill in this, and it is likely your strongest and most adept trait. Most generals, leaders, and people of note which you encounter will have at least one renowned stat or skill -- it's necessary to rise high, after all.
    (Levels 20-21) (+16-17 Modifier)
    VIII. Epic: You are one of the greatest in Europe at this, and your exceptional talent for it is spoken of from one corner of the continent to the next. Actions you take with this are incredibly likely to succeed.
    (Level 22) (+18 Modifier)
    IX. Legendary: You are legendary, a generational talent whose renown and legend will long outlive you. It is almost impossible for you to fail at any task involving this.
    (Level 23) (+19 Modifier)
    X. Mythical: You are on the level of the myths out of old, a talent that has never been seen before and will never be seen again, a new Alexander.
    (Level 24) (+20 Modifier)
    XI. Renaissance Man: You are beyond even legend and myth -- your very name will redefine this field for all of time.
    (Level 25)(+20 Modifier) (Reroll on all failed rolls)

    Stat/SkillModifierTitle
    0-20Abysmal1-18Abysmal2-16Very Poor3-14Very Poor4-12Very Poor5-10Poor6-8Poor7-6Poor8-4Poor9-2Poor10+0Average11+1Average12+2Proficient13+3Proficient14+4Proficient15+6Proficient16+8Proficient17+10Accomplished18+12Accomplished19+14Accomplished20+16Renowned21+17Renowned22+18Epic23+19Legendary24+20Mythical25+20 RRAugustus
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    Critical Rolls:
    Natural Crits occur at 90-100, while Natural Fails are 1-5. You can negate a Nat. Fail if a bonus is applied to the roll, just be reasonable in the application of points (don't cheese).

    Crits add another d100 to the roll and can explode (add another roll if that d100 results in a 95-100, and so on), so that's fun.

    Artificial Crits are rolls that are boosted over 100 with bonuses and can be rerolled only once more.

    Natural Crits can keep exploding if you're lucky.

    Crit bonuses are arbitrary and subject to my own machinations. So I may forget things. Or you know, do something stupid.

    Once again, unlike La Chason, this quest will not have a reputation meter.

    You are going to have to invest actions and your spies (if you have any) into finding out what the Senate, the People or even your soldiers think of you.

    Good luck.
     
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    Yeah... maybe I should procrastinate on posting stuff in the actor quest a little longer, seeing as how you have around four to five quests you need to write for. :V
     
    0.1: In the World, Sits A Child of Destiny
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    • When you were born, the night was filled with the death of stars and light, a moon that was full of the unbridled majesty of the great world and the heavens beyond, as if the Gods themselves were witnesses to your arrival onto this mortal plane.


    You are a Child of Middling status, hailing from the rolling Southern Peninsular countryside, a child from just beyond the old Magna Gracea Frontiers, the lands of your mothers family, prior to being of Roman countryside proper, our father, who hailed from these same hills, served in the legions in years long gone by, and, before his retirement to the hills of Italy, rose to the most august rank of Legate, commander of his own legion. Your Grandfather, according to the many stories, was an aide of Scipio Africanus, though the rumors are unfounded and hearsay. No man ever spoke of your family highly within the same breath as Scipio.


    In his youth, he won great wealth and glory in the distant fields of Greece, wealth with which he built a respectable estate for himself and his family. For years, he eked out a comfortable life amidst the hills of his childhood ---And then you were born, a child that would have the stars themselves.


    Who are you? The One whom Destiny calls?
    []Write in

    What will you Look Like, in the Future?:
    []Place image here

    And you Were His noble and True:
    []Son: Ah, a Gift from the Gods themselves, a man to carry on your Family's name and Legacy.

    []Daughter: The Gods cursed him for a time, with an only child being a daughter. But soon he forgot such majesties and treated you not as a girl, but as his heir.


    Were you an Only Child, or did you have siblings?:
    []You are an only child. The Gods cursed your Father, and thus, made you alone in your family name.
    []You have siblings: Your Mother survived your birth and gave your father more children (Will roll a d8 for the number of siblings that you have.)


    But Roman though you may be, not all are equal in Rome -- or rather, some are more equal than others. Rome is divided into the upper aristocratic class, the patricians, and the common class, the plebians. They are split like night and day, but the single similarity they share is that neither may serve on the Senate unless they are nobilis, descended from one who has previously sat on the Senate, or unless they have earned their way onto the Senate through sheer skill and prestige. In Rome, your class decides your name, your marriage, your duty -- your very life.


    []The Patrician You are a patrician, the true nobility of Rome, the upper class of the Republic. Yours is an ancient family, hailing back to the very founding of Rome itself, and some would say even older than that, following Aeneas, all the way from Troy. Once, your family had numerous branches across the Republic, and were respected and held in high regard by the people and the Senate of Rome alike. But one by one, your line died out and your name fell into disrepute, from the plague, from war to Hannibal's butchery of Canne massacring several lines all at once. The name you have quickly devolved from respect to something of the dredges of society becoming associated with flesh merchants and slavers. A member of your family has not held the Consulate, or even sat in the Senate, for well over a century. Your father, through his actions, has started well on the path to restoring the long-lost honor of your name, but with him dead, the legacy of your family rests upon your shoulders.

    []The Plebian You are a plebian, one of the common folk. Your family is a family of soldiers and has been for as far back as memory can reach. The most famous of your family, a respected hero Flavius, won laurels for his service in the Punic Wars against Carthage over a hundred years ago, and even rose to sit on the Senate. He rose through glory from his actions and deeds in service to the Republic, a soldier to the bone, and that legacy still runs in your family. His achievements were the very apex of your family name, and are the reason you can count yourselves among the nobilis of Rome, those authorized to sit on the Senate. His glory was a height your father strove to reach but could never match. As a soldier and a plebian alike, you will have more support among both the army and the people, facilitating a rise through the ranks of Roman government, but you will be looked down upon by the largely patrician Senatorial class -- the very class you seek to join.

    []The New Man Your father was the first of his name, gaining enough prestige and renown that his once plebian family has become part of the equitii, the aristocratic class of officers and cavalrymen. However, as no member of your family has ever sat in the Roman Senate, you are not considered nobilis, and as such, are looked down upon by both patricians and nobilis plebians. Yet Rome in her heart has always admired men of ambition and talent, as she always needed new Blood to weed out the week and the desperate. And those who come from nothing noble and yet manage to gain the prestige of the Senate are thus known as novus homo, or 'new men', and their families are automatically added to the ranks of the nobilis. Your path will be the hardest yet, but your rewards many -- for the new man, once he has risen, is held in higher esteem in Rome than the patrician and the plebian alike.

    AN: Enjoy, and Vote in Plan Format.
     
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    • [X]Plan For The Republic!
    -[X] Claudia Famia
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    -[X]Daughter: The Gods cursed him for a time, with an only child being a daughter. But soon he forgot such majesties and treated you not as a girl, but as his heir.
    -[X]You have siblings: Your Mother survived your birth and gave your father more children (Will roll a d8 for the number of siblings that you have.)
    -[X]The Patrician You are a patrician, the true nobility of Rome, the upper class of the Republic. Yours is an ancient family, hailing back to the very founding of Rome itself, and some would say even older than that, following Aeneas, all the way from Troy. Once, your family had numerous branches across the Republic, and were respected and held in high regard by the people and the Senate of Rome alike. But one by one, your line died out and your name fell into disrepute, from the plague, from war to Hannibal's butchery of Canne massacring several lines all at once. The name you have quickly devolved from respect to something of the dredges of society becoming associated with flesh merchants and slavers. A member of your family has not held the Consulate, or even sat in the Senate, for well over a century. Your father, through his actions, has started well on the path to restoring the long-lost honor of your name, but with him dead, the legacy of your family rests upon your shoulders.

    Be interesting trying to keep the Republic going.
     
    [X]Plan For The Republic!
    -[X] Claudia Famia
    -[X]
    -[X]Daughter: The Gods cursed him for a time, with an only child being a daughter. But soon he forgot such majesties and treated you not as a girl, but as his heir.
    -[X]You have siblings: Your Mother survived your birth and gave your father more children (Will roll a d8 for the number of siblings that you have.)
    -[X]The Patrician You are a patrician, the true nobility of Rome, the upper class of the Republic. Yours is an ancient family, hailing back to the very founding of Rome itself, and some would say even older than that, following Aeneas, all the way from Troy. Once, your family had numerous branches across the Republic, and were respected and held in high regard by the people and the Senate of Rome alike. But one by one, your line died out and your name fell into disrepute, from the plague, from war to Hannibal's butchery of Canne massacring several lines all at once. The name you have quickly devolved from respect to something of the dredges of society becoming associated with flesh merchants and slavers. A member of your family has not held the Consulate, or even sat in the Senate, for well over a century. Your father, through his actions, has started well on the path to restoring the long-lost honor of your name, but with him dead, the legacy of your family rests upon your shoulders.
     
    I'm not sure if I should muster up the Energy to participate in this, because I am not in a good place mentally and it just seems like all cool Quests I am on get dropped and abandoned left and right. Right now, it feels like it's inevitable that the same will happen here, so why even bother?

    But, dammit, this is one of my favorite Periods in History and I want to at least try!

    [X]Plan: A new Path for Rome
    -[X] Julia Hadriana
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    -[X]Daughter: The Gods cursed him for a time, with an only child being a daughter. But soon he forgot such majesties and treated you not as a girl, but as his heir.
    -[X]You have siblings: Your Mother survived your birth and gave your father more children (Will roll a d8 for the number of siblings that you have.)
    -[X]The New Man Your father was the first of his name, gaining enough prestige and renown that his once plebian family has become part of the equitii, the aristocratic class of officers and cavalrymen. However, as no member of your family has ever sat in the Roman Senate, you are not considered nobilis, and as such, are looked down upon by both patricians and nobilis plebians. Yet Rome in her heart has always admired men of ambition and talent, as she always needed new Blood to weed out the week and the desperate. And those who come from nothing noble and yet manage to gain the prestige of the Senate are thus known as novus homo, or 'new men', and their families are automatically added to the ranks of the nobilis. Your path will be the hardest yet, but your rewards many -- for the new man, once he has risen, is held in higher esteem in Rome than the patrician and the plebian alike.

    If Marius and Sulla already had their Civil War, then the Republic is doomed. That was the Event that irreparably damaged it. It can't be saved anymore, only mercy-killed for something new and better to be built in it's place.
    Whether that is an Empire or something entirely new, however...we shall see.
     
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    [X] Plan: A son earning a seat
    -[X] Felix Flavius
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    -[X]Son: Ah, a Gift from the Gods themselves, a man to carry on your Family's name and Legacy
    -[X]You have siblings: Your Mother survived your birth and gave your father more children (Will roll a d8 for the number of siblings that you have.)
    -[X]The Plebian You are a plebian, one of the common folk. Your family is a family of soldiers and has been for as far back as memory can reach. The most famous of your family, a respected hero Flavius, won laurels for his service in the Punic Wars against Carthage over a hundred years ago, and even rose to sit on the Senate. He rose through glory from his actions and deeds in service to the Republic, a soldier to the bone, and that legacy still runs in your family. His achievements were the very apex of your family name, and are the reason you can count yourselves among the nobilis of Rome, those authorized to sit on the Senate. His glory was a height your father strove to reach but could never match. As a soldier and a plebian alike, you will have more support among both the army and the people, facilitating a rise through the ranks of Roman government, but you will be looked down upon by the largely patrician Senatorial class -- the very class you seek to join.


    I am on phone, I will get a picture later. When I am on my computer.
     
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    Okay so while I don't want to split the vote too much (and I'll change my vote if it looks like a male option might win since I really want to do a Female PC) but I'm gonna do my own vote

    [X]Plan: Lone Wolf
    -[X] Claudia Nerva
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    -[X]Daughter: The Gods cursed him for a time, with an only child being a daughter. But soon he forgot such majesties and treated you not as a girl, but as his heir.
    -[X]You are an only child. The Gods cursed your Father, and thus, made you alone in your family name.
    -[X]The Patrician You are a patrician, the true nobility of Rome, the upper class of the Republic. Yours is an ancient family, hailing back to the very founding of Rome itself, and some would say even older than that, following Aeneas, all the way from Troy. Once, your family had numerous branches across the Republic, and were respected and held in high regard by the people and the Senate of Rome alike. But one by one, your line died out and your name fell into disrepute, from the plague, from war to Hannibal's butchery of Canne massacring several lines all at once. The name you have quickly devolved from respect to something of the dredges of society becoming associated with flesh merchants and slavers. A member of your family has not held the Consulate, or even sat in the Senate, for well over a century. Your father, through his actions, has started well on the path to restoring the long-lost honor of your name, but with him dead, the legacy of your family rests upon your shoulders.

    Mainly because I didn't like the names given so far. Also only child because Siblings...complicate matter, particularly if one of them is male. Sure there's certainly a reason why our father over them but a brother, even one utterly unfit to lead a family, represents a possible weakness for our enemies to exploit
     
    [X] Plan Lone Wolf

    Yeah, having siblings will complicate the whole matter of being our father's heir.
     
    given the status of women in Rome (basically chattel who belonged to their father/husband/head of familly and could be divorced at will if their familly was not important enough, with no rights), i really believe we should not go for a female protagonist in this quest.

    edit, however, i don't think we should play as a plebeian either. especially if we want to be rival to caesar. remember, he was of the highest patrician caste.
     
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    wencitofrum said:
    given the status of women in Rome (basically chattel who belonged to their father/husband/head of familly and could be divorced at will if their familly was not important enough, with no rights), i really believe we should not go for a female protagonist in this quest.
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    This quest is inspired somewhat by Expeditions: Rome, which acknowledges the massive sexism of Rome while allowing a Female Player Character to go far further than any woman in Rome realistically could, so hopefully the same holds true here.
     
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