(To be determined via IC posts; subjected to change based on IC events.)

Secretly A Proud Roman. Loyal. Resilient. Charismatic. Protective. Humble Servant. Entertainer. Gladiator.

A proud roman, Nero had been an adventurous boy, with the heart of Ares beating within his chest, the wisdom befitting a pupil of Athena's, and the easy charisma of Zeus, himself. It had been during one of these adventures, hungry for the world that lay beyond the safety of his pack's borders he'd disobeyed and slipped out, too young. Resilience is not something the Gladiator lacks for. He was resilient against the beatings the Amazon women in charge of the Gladiators — meant to break them, condition them until they knew nothing but what they were desired to know —, resilient against their desire to take his name from him. Eventually, he forgot things when he'd given into the acceptance of being a captive, that escape was death, but his name he kept.

Things became easier with his acceptance, and he was able to focus his resilience upon other things, tempered to be a sharp sword, as he was. He was reborn in the blood of his first kill, his first match, and strove for the approval of the Amazon woman. When he won, he was given things. Privileges, the favor of certain women. Ambition and honed skills allowed him to climb what minimal ranks males were allowed. His hatred of the Amazons became a misguided love, a undeniable tenderness for them despite their brutal treatment of him. He lives to serve them, to entertain them, and to please them. His rebelliousness turned into a fierce and unconquerable loyalty to them and their culture. Given this blind bond he has with them, and the incorrigible, unyielding loyalty it can be argued pointedly that he suffers resolutely from Stockholm Syndrome.