Born in the eastern reaches of on lands handed down from his great grandparents. Casius’s father was a retired roman legionnaire that swore allegiance to King Gaiseric the Vandel King and was allowed to keep his ancestral lands in exchange for a yearly tithe and loyalty.
Casius grew up to tales of the Roman Legions. Additionally, some of Casius’s family would tell him tales of the Family ancestry. Casius' father saw the family “history” as nothing more than a tall tale. A story to try to invoke family pride, and perhaps a small amount of jealousy from friends and neighbors. The story is that the family is descendant from a child spoken of in the Bible where Jesus visited Cana in , where he had turned the water into wine. And there was a certain royal official whose son lay sick at . When this man heard that Jesus had arrived in Galilee from , he went to him and begged him to come and heal his son, who was close to death.
“Unless you people see signs and wonders,” Jesus told him, “You will never believe.”
The royal official said, “Sir, come down before my child dies.” “Go,” Jesus replied, “your son will live.”
The man took Jesus at his word and departed. While he was still on the way, his servants met him with the news that his boy was living. When he inquired as to the time when his son got better, they said to him, “Yesterday, at one in the afternoon, the fever left him.”
Then the father realized that this was the exact time at which Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.” So he and his whole household believed.
According to some of Casius’s family members the family is descended of that child and his family have been Christians ever since, however, his father laughs it off and discourages such talk.
Now in his mid 20's, Casius holds his family history in much higher regard. There is no doubt as to the validity of the stories for him. His belief being so strong, that he has converted to Christianity.
Having trained with his father and several of the guards, Casius views the sword as nothing more than a tool. Like any tool, if you wish to wield it, you must know how. Casius has no qualms about using combat in self defense or the defense of others in need. As for turning the other cheek: “I only have two cheeks, and you're not swatting my arse.”
Casius now wanders the countryside, looking for small jobs, aiding whenever he can. He wears a simple brown cloak, which aids in concealing the armor and sword he wears underneath. Gifts from his father upon his departure.