Castor Dominicus Mulciber Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again
blood and/or species: Pureblood location: Olympus; Fate: Clotho age: Age: 39; DOB: August 24,1956; DOD: April 11, 2006- Killed by Azkaban guards after an escape attempt. house and school: Hogwarts; Slytherin;1975 occupation: Death Eater; After the war- Hit Wizard in hiding. Caught in Feb. 2006 and sent to Azkaban. likes: The finer things in life. assorted liquor and wines ranging from the two sickle a bottle type to the most extravagant, dancing, sunset, being silly with his friends, beautiful women, treacle tarts, the idea of power. dislikes: being poor, people finding out about his poor upbringing, muggles, mudbloods, a dry night, waking up too early, bad smells talents: Dark Magic, the Unforgivables, the Imperius curse, charms alliance: The Dark Lord personality: Nick is precisely what he always thought the friends he made both in school and during his time as a DE; Pompous, cocky, arrogant and completely full of himself. His sense of humour can be a bit crude at times and even moreso sadistic when the mood strikes him, but generally, and one one gets to know him, he's a pretty normal, nice man.
He is not wealthy having made dozens of bad investments in his attempts to change that, and works for but a pittance at the Ministry, but he can pretend, and he does it well. His skills with different charms and curses have also come in handy in that regard, and Nick does not live in a hovel, and his bank account is far from being empty. He enjoys the finer things in life and makes sure to have access to them, regardless of how he has to come by them.
He's sharp, but not exactly quick witted, charming and gracious, strong minded, strong willed, and vain.
But that's only because he's so pretty and can afford to be.
God/Goddess/Historical Figure: notes: He has history! Castor Dominicus is the eldest (by 7 minutes) of a set of twin boys born to Constantine and Marica Mulciber, a poor but Pureblood wizarding family. Constantine was a fisherman and when he wasn't working, he was a self proclaimed 'street philosopher', oft times taking his two sons with him to collect money in little cups as he spoke. His speeches were a bit off center, but people were entertained by the man and all paid well to hear him speak, or even at times debate fiercely with himself.
Of course, Constantine was a bit off himself. He had been one of Voldemort's first Death Eaters, having the benefit of being in the first 'inner circle' and went a bit wonky when he was hit with a rebounding 'obliviate' charm (think Lockhart, only not as goofy), an accident that caused their mother to cast off all things magical and move their family off to Italy.
The twins grew up without learning anything about their magical roots, their mother strongly forbade it, and their father of course thought it was all in his head, until one day around the age of six, a visiting relative from London showed the boys his wand on the sly and told them a bit about his world, and it of course made sense to Nick who had been doing small bits of magic for the past year. His brother, however, was never able to produce even so much as a spark between his fingers.
Marica wouldn't deny him his destiny despite turning her back on magic, and began teaching him things here and there, determined to show him as much of the lighter side of magic as she did the dark, to let him find his own way.
And he did.
As with many, the dark side quickly appealed to him, and he began devouring every book he could get his hands on regarding the subject, itching to put some of the things he knew to use though strongly forbidden by his mother. His relationship with Pollux became strained during this time, but Nick really didn't care, believing his brother to simply be jealous of his power. As he neared his eleventh birthday, he got his Hogwarts letter, further separating the brothers both mentally and geographically.
Hogwarts was where his quest for true power and making a name for himself began. After he was sorted Slytherin, he sought to make friends with the ones who could help him along his way, and a good judge of character, he made friends with the slightly older Rabastan Lestrange, amoung several other future Death Eaters, all rich pure bloods, and he was able to emulate their mannerisms and personalities perfectly. Soon none could tell simply by looking at or listening to him speak what his true background was.
After leaving Hogwarts, Nick soon joined up with the Death Eaters, quickly accepted into the fold because of the legacy his father had left behind, for before he was felled with a silly charm, the man had been quite skilled with the Imperius Curse, and his son was soon found to be equally talented with that particular Unforgivable as well. He served his Lord faithfully, and was captured, tried and sent to Azkaban like most of his friends had been after Voldemort's disappearance.
Upon his Master's return, he was freed along with the others, only to be sent back to prison a short time later after the debacle at the Department of Mysteries. Again, just a few months later, he was free once more to fight in the Battle of Hogwarts. After seeing his Master fall and Aurors taking his colleagues in, he made his way quickly back to Italy where he has remained, working under an assumed name in the Italian Ministry first as an Auror, and later as a Hit Wizard. The Death Eaters, his time in Azkaban, and his former Master all became fuzzy, but fond, memories to him after a time, mostly by imbibing copious amounts of alcohol to help him get by. In early 2006, Nick's secret was finally discovered and he was arrested and after a very brief trial for his crimes against the wizarding world, Nick was sent to Azkaban where he died a month and a half later.
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