[D1] Carapatheon Reginaldis

Carapatheon is a short individual standing at only 5 foot and 8 inches tall, but what he loses in height he makes up for in muscle! Only kidding, he is basically a thin individual with limited muscle mass, which usually disappears due to his constant alcohol consumption.

His face is pretty average with brown eyes, which occasionally have a purple hue from getting in fights and receiving "black eyes". Keeping to the area of the eyes Caraphateon has permanent bags under his eyes due to staying up late drinking and also because of the hangovers that he deals with.

Carapatheon's hand are possibly the worst feature of his whole physical features. As is common knowledge your hands and feet are the first part of your skin to age when someone abuses alcohol or drugs. This can be said for Carapatheon who's heavy drinking and smoking have reduced his hands to almost the same as a person aged eighty-five or over. Carapatheon cover this with excuses to do with his combat training for the Hunger Games.

Another hidden aspect of Carapatheon's character is that his back has been burnt, slashed, cracked and viscerated to within an inch of its life. The reason for this is a mix between fighting training and also the numerous fights that he encounters within the more salubrious parts of District 1, usually Carapatheon tries to avoid fighting but usually he is overpowered or there are just too many people.

Carapatheon is an addict first and foremost, this added to a sense of distrust means that he will try anything to get his next fix of alcohol. He lacks morals is the best sense of the world, Carapatheon has even admitted himself that he would slit his own mother's throat for some alcohol.

Being brought up in a pampered enviroment Carapatheon is very much stuck up, believing that anyone else is below him even the people who are above him as, and this leads into another of Carpatheon's negative traits, he believes they are all lying.

The reason for Carapatheon believing this is that he is extremely untrusting due to the fact that he has had limited social interaction at his father's choosing, with Carapatheon only seeing a private tutor at his home three times a week.

Carapatheon also has a strong temper which is probably attributed to the fact that his profession is that of a career tribute, and the fact that he hasn't been accepted into the games yet has been looked down upon by his father. Usually this temper comes out when a slave has done something wrong which is when he lashes out at the lesser being.

Despite having a bad temper Carapatheon is very much a coward and will try to avoid any situations in which he will come off badly or worse off. This is why being a career tribute seems to be a very bad idea for him as he doesn't wish to go into the games and get killed or even worse: he make get dirty.

Carapatheon was born to District 1 parent's Leonardison and Gloriasinaio Reginaldis. Born an only child he was groomed to become a career tribute, a fate of many within District 1, and his father wasted no money in making sure that he was ready for his eventual debut.

After a while Carapatheon got bored with this approach and begun to try his hardest to make his mentors made and after six of his mentors leaving, his father put his foot down. He threatened to have him killed by need or creed. This made Carapatheon focus to try and avoid the death which would arrive at any time within that arena.

Due to his quick progress within the violent arts his family would regularly throw Carapatheon parties and this is where he begun to fall down.
Carapatheon would regularly take part in drinking vast amounts of alcohol with his family ignoring the behaviour as "boys will be boys".

Eventually his addiction got so bad that he has been known to even pick fights with people if they refuse to let him drink some alcoholic beverages. Somehow he has kept it a secret from his parents by using the excuse of tiredness to explain the bags under his eyes.

Carapatheon is finally coming up to his nineteenth birthday and being free of the threat from the Hunger Games, but what will his father do to get his way and uphold the family honour? Only time will tell, and the clock ticks fast.....

Face Claim: Simon Helberg