HMLS: Cael Asclepius

✖ He doesn’t know his real last name so chose Asclepius as his name after his tattoo.

✖ Unless you’re close to him, he will not tell you his first name

✖ Poison(Offensive/Support): Cael is able to control and create poison with his body’s blood and immune system. With the numerous amounts of poison antibodies circulating his veins, the antibodies always mutating due to being exposed to other antibodies, Cael can take in any sorts of poison. He is also able to create poison and use it against opponents. At the same time, he can create poisons to help, such as blocking pain receptors or encouraging muscle stimulation to allow for temporary boost of strength, speed, etc.

Note: He can still become ill like anyone else, and ingesting lethal amounts of poison can, and will, still kill him. His ability is a double edged blade.

Like most Maguses, Cael was abandoned at a young age. At the exact hospital that he was delivered even, where an young new doctor was assigned to be his caretaker. At least his parents had the decency to abandon the child in a facility where he would be taken care of. The hospital had a reputation to maintain and with so many people coming in and out, they could use Cael as their “spokesperson” to say “We accept everyone.” Thusly, Cael pretty much grew up at the hospital as their property/advertisement boy in a sense.

Ever since he was a child, Cael was always curious and wanted to just know: how did it work, how did it function, what makes it tic, etc. Somewhere along the lines, he developed an odd habit of tasting things. Sure, children would often eat glue, mud, or sand, but Cael didn’t do just that. He tried a little of everything he could get his hands on. With the fact that he “lived” at a hospital was saying something. At age 10, he got into the pharmacy section and proceeded to taste the mysterious powders that were being compacted into little round pills. He became extremely ill since his young body could not handle the substance, even if it was just sticking a finger and licking it…..well, a sample off all the pre-pill drugs and even some snake anti-venom that were out that day and within reachable distance. The hospital’s reputation sky-rocketed. They played it off as a new disease of some sort, playing the child-in-need card to investors and donators. It was around that time, his poison ability kicked into gear to decompose, register, and contain the poison and substances.

Seeing that the child was a Magus, the distaste for the child increased amongst the hospital staff, and new doctors, nurses, and volunteers, were ordered to keep away from the child. With his ability, he became more of the hospital’s puppet and lab rat. They would inject him with carefully measured dosages of poisons, not enough to kill but enough to see the effects. Such as a hallucogenic, hemorrhagic, paralysis, is it chronic or immediate, etc.

After 6 years of undergoing, often painful, testing, Cael decided to run away. Often, he’s tried to commit suicide but the hospital kept a very close eye on him. He was just too valuable to let die. One day, when he was allowed to roam the hospital to greet the potential donors and investors, he managed to slip away, knowing all the hallways by heart along with the codes to different rooms. On his escape, he stole some regular clothes along with some scalpels for emergency use…or to end his life when he’s away from the eyes of the hospital staff.

Managing his way to another small suburb in Romania, far from the city where the hospital was, he was accepted into a small household ran by a middle aged couple and their young daughter. Cael had helped treat the daughter, as the couple didn’t have the money for medicine, and in return, they welcomed him in a semi-permanent guest. He didn’t stay long, for he now has the mental state that everyone is only pretending so they could use him. He continued to wander from place to place, as a medicine peddler/traveling physician for 2 years. One day, he decided enough was enough. He was tired of running and tired of people using him (once he escaped from the hospital, people actually didn’t use him, but he had the mentality that everyone was due to the years of abuse ). Cael decided that once he passed the next town, he will end it all. Upon arriving in the farmland, he was greeted with the sight of what appeared to be an Ursini’s Viper infestation. Despite being bitter towards others, he couldn’t say no to people who are truly in need. He went and got himself bit, unknown to him that someone saw, to create the anti-venom. Cael then passed on the anti-venom to the town’s doctor, promptly leaving afterwards. Thinking that no one was around in the barren forest, Cael took out one of the scalpels. It was easy. Just a quick slit on the jugular and it will be all over.

”That’s quite the ability there.”

That was when he met the Duce of Romania, Joulle Costache. Joulle convinced him to not end his life, but use it to save others. In the end, Cael agreed and decided to follow Joulle as a Magus of VII.

| Dry | Serious | Blunt | Methodical | Doctor-ly

Cael’s that one guy who just doesn’t understand jokes or sarcasm and takes things way too seriously. He is also too honest and blunt for his own good sometimes, (read: most of the time) not knowing why he gets punched or slapped a lot. Due to his work and ability, being very calculative and methodical is something ingrained into his system. He thinks before acting, sometimes getting lost in his own thoughts, and gets frustrated at people jumping into action head first. As much as he may dislike someone, if they are hurt, they become a “patient” and will be treated as such. Though he may give them a good few smacks before sticking a bandaid on them.

✖ Has cut marks on wrists
✖ Likes sweets
✖ Has a tendency to taste new things
✖ Wears a tight, turleneck underarmour-like shirt underneath