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First Appearance: Regret and New Revelations
Name: Brackish Vaticus Tactikous Aurelis
Nickname: Brackish the Shadow or Brack
Biological Father: Vaticus Aurelis(deceased)
Biological Mother: Elen Tactikous(missing or deceased)
Birthday: Around the days of Oct. 23-25
Age: Around 15
Birthplace and Current Home: Berk
Body Structure: Thin but a bit strong.
Weight: Do I have to answer that? Brackish
Eye Color: Gold or Pale Yellow
Hair color: Very Dark Brown
Facial Hair: Small amount on his chin
Friends: Brazier, Hiccup, Astrid, and Gobber
Love Interest: Treya Rowindad
Weapon of Choice: Gladius(Roman Sword)/Dagger/Bow/Small Crossbow
Dragon: Night Fury named Brazier(has some very small red markings on his wings)
Brackish is a curious boy. But he is very inventive and tries to prove himself. He is resented by the village because of trying to
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"Probably just another rat like last time," he replied laughing at his friend.
Aaron was on top of a nearby building, watching the two guards talking inside a watch tower at the dead of night. He started to climb up the tower by finding ledges and grabbing hold of stones and windows.
"Thanks, Hiccup," he muttered. "Thanks for making me be the one to sabotage the tower-"
Aaron almost lost his footing. He grabbed onto a window's ledge and held on.
"What was that?" one of the guards muttered.
"Probably just a rat," his friend replied again.
"A rat can't climb a tower this tall!"
"Impossible. They're only native to the vikings in the far North."
"You never know. Maybe something up there stirred their homes and caused them to move south."
"You're an idiot."
"At least I can reason well."
Aaron rolled his eyes and continued to climb up. He cautiously moved up as he peeked over the ledge. The two guards were still arguing a
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The Roman was in a small training run at that moment. Both competitors had to find each other first in the middle of Berk's forest and start a fight or end it quickly by putting the tip of their sword at one's neck or knocking out the opponent.
Brackish felt sweat fall from his forehead. The grip on his Roman sword felt slippery but tight as he twisted his hands around the hilt.
'Speed, strength, stealth, cunning Brains over bronze ' The same words repeated in his head over and over. They stopped as he felt movement and the dissipating of air after ducking his head followed by a horizontal motion of a sword going over it. Brackish turned to face his opponent and nearly got his stomach sliced. If it wasn't for his gut instinct, he would've lost more than a piece of his shirt.
He brought up his sword to block the next blow. Brackish looked into Treya's eyes and saw a hint of humored fury and triumph. Like always, she wanted to find ways to win and it was har