Maximus Martillus Justinianus

Maximus Justinianus is the young son of the proud Flavian blood. He has resided in the world of Rathnir for 18 years, and is a skilled warrior as well as a brilliant scientist. This is his story.

Origins
Maximus Martillus Justinianus was born in the magnificent palace of Fortuna. Being the son of Kogan Martillus Justinianus, and Rhaelys Justinianus, two high nobles, there were always high expectations to fulfill. He would spend days of rigorous training accompanied with his mentors, Jericho and Hiiro who taught him everything from brewing a complex concoction to the most lethal fighting arts. Despite spending so much time working on his fighting skills, Maximus never managed to understand fighting. He didn't know how to move correctly, and would often hurt himself from mishaps during training, scuffling away with an embarrassed expression, ashamed that he could not achieve what his trainers worked so hard to help him with. Hiiro and Jericho understood that fighting.. just wasn't for him, he lacked the awareness to be a glorious warrior, and taking him to help with conflicts would be a foolish decision. Sadly, Maximus did not know this, he thought he had failed his amazing teachers, and accordingly his confidence took a big blow. The two mentors decided to play to his strengths, science and brewing, which brought back some of Maximus' playful behaviour. Over the years Maximus mastered many brews, even inventing a few of his own! Eventually he even brewed a lightning producing brew, Jericho and Hiiro had taken the right path, but alas, everything was destined to change.

The Flavius Fam -Snippet
Christmas has come around the Flavius House! Decorations are up, extravagant dishes are prepared, it's a wonderful time of year. Near the huge tree, grandpa Rex is telling Lukas and Ignatius stories of the olden days, while Kogan and Maximus play a heated chess game, both refusing to lose (they're the best chess players in the family). Near the fire place, Maximus' aunt and uncle (Arcadia and Foolscrow) play a game of lantrunculi, and grandma Kaiserin surveys them, trying to look un-interested but secretly cheering for Arcadia. As Kogan takes Maximus' king and they both laugh at his feeble attempt to run across the board from his queen, Maximus' mom walks into the room and ushers everyone over to the dinner table before the food gets cold. As Rhaelys is saying grace Maximus and Ignatius both open their eyes to see who else is peeking and snicker when they see each other. After the gorgeous dinner they play some more games and all head to sleep, although the brothers still are up to mid night pranks 😏.

A foreboding invitation
It had been a casual retrieval quest the day that everything changed. Lucas and Maximus had been walking on a worn dirt road, scanning the charred building around them for any kind of hint to what they were looking for. Their father had told them they were looking for some kind of chest, containing an heirloom of the Flavian family, but nothing else was known. As they passed what looked like a church, Maximus saw a spark out of the corner of his eye. He rushed over and beckoned Lucas over, the chest had been found! As Lucas opened the chest he snorted, and tossed the dry scroll inside to the side, "waste of time, the heirloom is just a simple scroll", but the Maximus' eyes were shining, "It's.. a recipe! A brew recipe actually! Oh my it's expensive, look at these ingredients..". Lucas laughed, it was funny to see his little brother nerd out about a potion, they shuffled over to the horses, but as they were about to depart they heard hooves coming from the castle. Their father had sent a messenger, the royal families in the vicinity had planned a dueling tournament to celebrate the 10 years of their alliance, and Maximus had to fight, otherwise their family would show weakness. The ride home was filled with a deathly silence, and upon arrival Maximus disappeared into his brewery, searching for comfort in the familiar smells. Hours passed until his Father, Kogan, came to the brewery. Not much is known about what happened in the brewery, but Kogan had tried to comfort and encourage Maximus that no matter the outcome of the tournament his family would still be proud of him, but Maximus thought otherwise, if they had chosen Lucas everyone would have praised him, and the family would be known for strong warriors, now they'd be known for weakness.

Risky Moves
Maximus could not allow this. He rifled through his book, looking for any and all brews that could help him, until an idea dawned in his mind, a risky one, but possibly an excellent one. He took the heirloom out of his coat, it said, "for a bit of a kick" and prepared the brew, working tirelessly day and night, until at long last, after 5 days, it was ready. There was only one day left until the tournament, and this was his only chance. He slugged down the stark white drink, regretting his choice as soon as the bitter liquid touched his lips, but he pushed on, drinking the whole cauldron. The cauldron dropped with a thud and he floated up one foot. "THAT'S IT?", he screamed, "5 DAYS FOR A WEAK LEVITATION POT-", but he was cut off as he was slammed onto the ground and a ghostly white figure crawled out the remains of the cauldron. Riddled with scars and donned in armor, standing in front of him was the spirit of Fleefo, a seasoned warrior who died fighting for Kogan's mercenary order. Maximus had heard the tales of Fleefo, and cowered in front of the huge warrior. But Fleefo was as confused as Maximus, "So as I was saying before I fell down for no apparent reason Barend, I will-", he stopped as he surveyed the surroundings. "Well this is quite a pickle I'm in now is it", he grumbled, "Who are you and what kind of dark magic did you use to summon me back into this world", Fleefo said, a thin line of threat in the question, "I'm M-Maximus", Maximus stuttered, "Kogan's s-son". Upon hearing that Maximus was Kogan's son Fleefo's expression glowed, "Kogan had a son? Interesting, but in all honesty, WHY AM I HERE?". Maximus was about to answer when the spirit started getting vacuumed into Maximus' chest, everything in the brewery started breaking and spinning as if there was a tornado, a brewing stand nailed Maximus in the head and the world went dark. Maximus woke up hours later and immediately surveyed his surroundings, the brewing room was a mess, but the spirit was gone! He had thought the whole affair was a simple hallucination from the potion, but he was gravely wrong. Once Maximus had stood up he looked at a mirror to check up on injuries he could have obtained, but swiftly realised there had been more from the potion, his appearance had changed to that of a half human - half axolotl hybrid, and his muscles were not his, highly toned and with immense strength. This was not the end to Maximus' surprises though, unbeknownst to him, the spirit of Fleefo was now contained in his body, and when he reached the battle field he would be a force to be reckoned with.

An unlikely winner
Although the family of Maximus was startled by his new appearance, they were not too surprised, maximus experimented with dangerous brews often, and it had only been a matter of time before something went wrong. The day of the tournament had come, and the underdog came out on top, not a single warrior could stand against Fleefo's skill, and he sweeped the competition. From then on Fleefo and Maximus acted like two pilots of a plane, if Maximus was in a hostile situation, Fleefo would take charge, and otherwise Maximus would lead.

THE ADVENTURES OF MAXIMUS ARE NOT FINISHED