Jacomo di Milano
Young Advocate, Courtier and Sorcerer
Character Name – Jacomo di Milano
Concept – Young Courtier
Lifepaths – Gifted Child, Student, Lead to Noble Court, Courtier
Age – 20
|PTGS||Su: B||Li: B||Mi: B||Se: B||Tr: B||Mo: B10|
Skills – Anatomy B2, Ancient Languages B2, Astrology B2, City-Wise B2, Court-Gossip-Wise B2, Etiquette B2, History B2, Noble-Wise B2, Observation B2, Persuasion B3, Philosophy B2, Read B2, Rule of Law B4, Seduction B2, Sorcery B2, Streetwise B2, Symbology B2, Write B2.
- His grace is naive; I must defend him against the scheming of his sisters if he is to of further use to me in reforming the laws of the land.
- I will find out who killed Master Tiburon so I may extract our revenge. I must examine the ruins of his villa.
- If we hope to survive the Perthian onslaught we must rally the common men to fight in the upcoming war. Find their leaders and begin negotiations.
- Flirt with the Ladies when socialising.
- Always Dress Impeccably.
- Work to improve myself every day. [Train/Study/Practice]
Gear – Clothing, Finery, Footwear, Shoes
Property – Townhouse [10RP]
Affiliations – 1D Judiciary
Sorcerous Idiom – Words of Power
Spells or Rituals – Horses Stride
Traits – Geometric [Dt], Gifted [Dt], Hot-Blooded [Char], Misunderstood [Dt], Rabble Rouser [Char], Rapier Wit [Dt}, Socialite [Char], Studious [Char]
|Weapon Type||I||M||S||Add||VA||WS||Strike Dist|
1 Two-handed, may not be used with a shield
2 May Great Strike
I am thankful Master Tiburon recognised my wit early. I did not notice him watching me, but he did, and saw that I could talk my way around the other kids on my block. When he offered the scholarship to father I was all but packed up and loaded straight away. It was more than a potter’s son might have hoped for.
With the other students I learned the basics of reading, writing, history, and philosophy. Tiburon taught us of thought and word and deed. We were made to run from hill to river ever day to bathe, to maintain a healthy body and clear the mind of clutter. It was studying under Tiburon that I met Mikelon Di Grassi, who introduced me to his friends at court. we had great fun there, as the young ladies of the court were so sheltered from normal life, they were almost defenceless against us.
Tiburon eventually took Mikelon and I aside, to show us the secrets of his work, his Opus, his Mandate of the Republic. He was part of a cadre of thinkers in favour of dismantling the feudal structures of our nation, thinking that the law must serve each man as an equal, and each man serve his nation as he must.
When Tiburon’s chambers burned, I was aghast, in the rubble is was clear that his rooms had been ransacked, his most precious books missing, others burned to a fine soot in the midst of the ruins. Of Tiburon, only his cracked and blackened bones survived. Someone is going to die over this. Some blame Perthian spies, but I think the assassins are much closer to home.
Mikelon is my only friend left, and my place with the young grace makes it difficult to pursue sorcerous training he is outstripping me in that pursuit. I’ve only certain lands bequeathed me by Tiburon, with scarce a book, let alone a library to read from. No teacher and no tomes. Still, if I take in his grace as a house guest, I may be able to pay it’s upkeep with his aid. If I can a scholarship or pension to draw from, that is. In these uncertain times, with the Perthians threatening to invade, so much is up in the air that it is hard to see how things will turn out.