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Tito is a well-groomed Human of Chelaxian descent, born to House Grulios albeit to a relatively minor third cousin and his common wife. He sports jet black hair that falls to his cheeks when loose but is usually tied up into a pony tail using a blood red leather thong. As with most Chelaxians, his skin is pale although Tito’s is lightly tanned from frequent excursions out of the city to get away from the oppressive guardianship exhibited by both the dottari and Hellknights.

Physically, Tito is average. He exhibits no particular strength or agility, preferring instead to survive on wit and intelligence alone. Nevertheless, he takes great pains to ensure that he eats properly and doesn’t drink too much wine, keeping himself trim for those times he indulges in the ‘Great Pursuit’, as he terms the act of seducing any young Wiscrani woman who catches his eye.

Tito, as a young noble and rising scion of Westcrown, ensures that he keeps up with current fashions even if they do originate in Egorian. This season, he has purchased a double-breasted coat that drops to his knees and is coloured in the richest red that he has ever seen, which he pairs with jet black trousers and supple leather riding boots. Now and then, he is seen carrying a stylish cane which few are aware contains a blade within.

Like many Wiscrani nobles, Tito is a social climber. Despite being a member of one of the more prominent noble houses in Westcrown, Tito is never lax in chasing new opportunities to improve his lot in life, especially if it allows him some form of one-upmanship over the other houses, or even his own cousins.

Tito has a bawdy sense of humour, and finds great mirth in tavern humour and yet he is just as at home while sitting in the theatre or opera house, enjoying the latest piece to come from the great writers of his time. One dream that he holds is to visit Ustalav in order to visit some of the great opera houses there.

As a member of the highly visible noble houses, Tito pays lip service to Asmodeus but has not yet fully embraced the faith. Indeed, he pays little heed to any of the gods, with the possible exception of Nethys. As a sorcerer, Tito is painfully aware that his magical gifts are not as disciplined as those of the scions of great houses accepted into the premier magical institutions around Golarion. Due to this, he is not above seeking aid from the God of Magic before performing any powerful incantations.

Tito’s life began in a small townhouse in Rego Laino, born to Jairo Grulios and his common wife, Maria. Jairo was considered something of a black sheep in the family, shirking familial duties and ultimately marrying a commoner who had caught his eye. Regardless of this, Tito’s early life was full of love and laughter. As Tito grew closer to his teenage years, however, he became painfully aware of the disdain his cousins had for him, purely down to the fact that his mother had not been born a noble. It was because of this disdain that Tito began to apply himself to his studies, determined to prove himself the better of his cousins and aid his father in regaining his lost honour.

His plans were ditched into disarray when his latent magical powers manifested themselves as he moved into his teenage years. At first fearful of these powers, he slowly came to realise that due to his family’s deals with devils in the past, he suffered from an infernal touch to his own bloodline. The first time that he cast a spell in front of his mother, she shrieked as his eyes turned a touch of red and she fled the room. His father looked at him with a grim countenance, but said nothing.

Upset that his newfound powers had such a profound effect on his parents, Tito soon found he was falling in with a bad lot. As he grew older, he spent more time carousing and frittering away his gifts rather than applying himself to his work and studies. Hours of study were replaced with hours of drinking and pleasures of the flesh and slowly but surely he drifted away from his parents.

All of this came to a head when, as part of a ridiculous prank, one of his circle of friends murdered a prostitute in a fit of drunken violence. Using what favours he had, Jairo pulled his son free of any implications but the damage was done, his friends scattered to the four winds. The perpetrator was hung for murder and Tito was left with few prospects and so he left Westcrown to travel and find himself.

A year later almost to the day, Tito returned to Westcrown to heartache. Whilst he had been abroad, his father had accidentally moved in the way of a Drovenge business proposal. Although he had tried to defuse the situation, two months after that fateful incident, three men broke into their house and murdered his mother, and broke Jairo’s legs. The dottari, being in the back pocket of the Drovenge, bungled the investigation and then arrested Jairo for smuggling contraband items after the discovery of shiver, planted in one of Jairo’s warehouses.

Broken hearted and destitute, Jairo had descended into madness and fired the few staff who were left. Tito returned to this horror and spent weeks trying to find out who the three men were that had killed his mother and assaulted his father, but the trail was months old and he couldn’t find any clues. Now, Tito is trying to rebuild his father’s empire but also rails against the current ruling houses and their paid-for lackies. Even the Hellknights have drawn his ire for failing to discover the identity of his mother’s killer.

He was recently approached by a new band of rebels in Westcrown as a potential benefactor. However, following the death of his mother and mutilation of his father, Tito has far more direct action in mind.
I will transfer the above into an alias later this evening, along with a complete character sheet from Hero Lab. Also, due to the lack of healer submissions, I may make an additional submission in this role but time will tell. Rather attached to Tito as it stands.