Name: Julious Hector Fox
Height: 6'6
Weight: 265
Age: 55
Build: Large - Muscular but not ripped
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Red
Bloodline: Hause de Foxus - First Born
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Julious... What more is there to say? A human soldier by all accounts, perhaps one of the finest to ever walk the lands. He came up from humble beginings, assumed command of the small guard that defended his hometown of Mikrit and after its destruction, roamed the world seeking nothing but chaos. His travels first took him to the Sacred Kingdoms where he fell empire after empire with the army he musterd at his back, from there, to the Crown Islands where much the same path was taken. Needless to say, Julious served the pupose of being a tool, a weapon, rather than a political leader or figure. But as all would know, the one who yields power and might must also naturally become the leader.

Insert the Islands of Styss. Here is where Julious would leave his mark on the world, permenantly. From the mere son of a small city state general to King of a Empire, he wielded might and power recklessly and all who some  much as blinked at him in a unapproving manner felt his wrath. But with all that power, Julious was always short on one thing. Love. He had tried it once before and suffered the bitterness that was death. His pregnant wife captured, tortured, and his unborn child killed in the process. To this day, he can recount the names of his victims one by one... and what part of the room their body parts landed in. But while this was his past, his future on Styss was different. He meet up with his brother, Cassius, who joined him on the island. His presence was a welcomed sight. He meet Dawn Dahaki, a woman from a powerful house whom  he later married and started a family with. He re-established the Hause of Foxus and quickly rose it to the apex of the Royal Houses of Tens.

Together, the Dahaki and Fox lines bred some of the strongest beings to ever walk the mortal plane. But as all things, the war on the island took its toll on the Mortal Julious and as such, he, his house, and his family retired from the lands - off to seek different pleasures that didnt involve the massive casualties of war.

The Julious of today is a more refined man, a tactician in his age. While more relaxed and generally more gentle, he will and still very easily can cut a man down before they even have time to react. Julious does not fear death, he never has, and many before have paid the ultimate price due their carelessness.

However, even with all this information, all the books and the legends that speak of the red haired devil of Tens, none can account for the rumors of Julious death. Some scholars say that the man never existed, that no mortal could have cheated Cappadocious of a soul, or survived what punishment he was reported to have taken. But if one were to read the books of old, and look for the description of the Haus de Foxus, one would find Black with Gold Trim, a Fox turned sidelong with hunting gaze in the distance and a reference to a man who carred an inn door as a shield, and a axe with fragments of bone and hair embedded within - Marking the standard of the greatest human house to ever grace mortal planes.

~Vasilien del Crogit - Mikritian Royal Services (Deceased - 7, Heartfire, 110.)