<div class="floatleft">(https://img00.deviantart.net/35aa/i/2015/187/d/d/knight_ii_by_avine-d906ke7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Judocous Hadrianus<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Soldier /Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Sometime After Sunset On August Tenth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Exterior garden<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Paenula<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nobody/Open<strong>Mentioned:</strong>Cincia Canisia<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Art Admiration<hr/><br/>Judocous was not a man of diplomacy by his own admission. He was a leader of powerful men and a ferocious warrior. The political maneuverings of the senators and their  fanciful celebrations were not things he usually concerned himself with. Yet despite his disinterest in these sorts of affairs, he now found himself  stood  alone in the garden of Senator Fholston.  Judocous  wearily glanced around the courtyard as a cacophony of hushed debauchery dripped over his ears. The garden was relatively empty except for a   woman  sitting on a garden bench to his left. For a  few moments Juducous thought about approaching the  figure before turning his attention back to the ornate   tapestries  on the walls  of the courtyard.  They seemed to depict a few nondescript battles which always intrigued the military mind  of a man such as  himself.