Flavius was born in a wealthy Patrician family, his father was a senator and his mother was young and beautiful. Flavius grew spoiled, and he was satisfied with his life. One could say that he was lucky to be born in such a loving family. Yet it was too good to be true..
Around Flavius's thirteenth birthday...
Flavius's father crashed in the house, seemingly enraged.
"I have been deceived!"
Flavius and his mother, Aelia, turned to Titus confused, and a little bit amused.
Finally Titus notices the two, and turns towards them, with an odd look in his face. They stared at each other for about ten seconds.
Flavius stood up and left, ears open for any kind of information. His mother watched his back, and when he was out of sight, he turned to his husband and said almost with a nervously calm voice:
"How did the elections go?" She asked, although she knew the answer.
Titus looks to his wife, and his eyes were like tiny fireballs. Aelia looked nervous.
Titus's voice trembled when he answered:
"I...I lost. I spent all our money on the campaigning.
Titus's face was like a glowing piece of coal, and his eyes like tiny fireballs, but yet they were wet like he was crying.
Flavius heard his father's cussing, and he was a bit worried. His mother stayed calm, and told Titus to sit down and she'd take something to eat and drink. Titus sat, although he was still trembling of rage.
The next day everything seemed normal again, except that Flavius's father was not eating with the rest of the family. The next time they saw him he was lying on the street, muttering curses for the man who won the elections instead of him.
Titus spent most of the days drinking, and Flavius's mother died of old age when Flavius was 21. He had no money to hold burials, so Flavius had to cremate his mother's body.
Flavius vow his mother the next months, finding no satisfaction except in his father's total collapse. He felt bad, as he knew that deep inside him he loved his father. But he did not care. More important feelins were pressing on him. Flavius knew the reasons for his father's collapsion. He knew that by losing the elections his father had ruined his family, and that it was the real reason for his father's steep fall. This is why Flavius began to help his father, sometimes out of pity and sometimes to simply sneer and bully his father. Nevertheless, he helped him and he was recovering quickly. When his father had his 52th anniversary, he said to Flavius: 'I will be a senator again, and I will regain our family's honour. I will give you a worthy life to live, and repay everything you have done to me.' But he never managed to complete his promises. He was found dead, his heart pierced by a dagger.
Flavius spent his early years of adulthood in pubs and streets of Rome, falling to whatever fun there was and having a band of loyal followers. At the age of 23, he was arrested for theft. He spent six months in prison, and decided to live honourably from so on.
Flavius had problems findind a suiting job for himself, because he was a patrician. He was spoiled in his childhood, and disliked physical work. He was signed many times for a short period, and he learned that with hard work you could achieve everything you want.
Flavius had gained a bit of reputation as a hard and loyal worker, and later he was contacted by a the Scipian family. He agreed to sign to them as a servant, and was almost instantly confirmed to be a hard worker. He wasn't exceptionally physical, but he worked hard to compensate that. His masters did notice his traits, and Flavius was promoted many times until by his 27th birthday he was Scipio's personal servant. He started to exercise and build his strength, and took lessons from a veteran soldier in the art of war. He became a very good warrior but he should not to be trusted a tactician. Flavius had gained quite a fortune from his work, and wished to take a payoff and buy a nice mansion from somewhere near Rome. After one year he indeed did this, and bought a nice mansion near Rome, just by the river Tiber.
Flavius lived the next three years in Corfinium, satisfied and happy with his life. Once he turned 30 he joined the senate, in order to achieve what his father did not...
Villa Corvenii
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