Lord Marzio Mazetti
The thunder of hooves can be a sound of deliverance or doom. May we always be on the right side of the storm.
Description: Of a shorter stature than average, this man possesses a powerful build like that of a soldier. His hands are heavily calloused, especially at the tips of his right index and middle fingers, speaking of time spent pulling at the string of a bow. A thick mane of unruly brown hair hangs down to his chin when not tied back from his eyes with a cord of leather. A pair of green eyes rest comfortably beneath a dark brow, and twinkle with a friendly nature above a nose that has a noticeable crook in it from being broken at least once in its lifetime. More often than not a growth of stubble adorns his jawline.
Personality: A quiet man, Marzio is often believed to be on the shy side when described by those who know him. While not entirely true, Marzio is definitely a man who listens more than he speaks. Even tempered, a smile or laugh can be seen upon his features when the situation warrants just as easily as a scowl. Shyness aside, many who knew the man in his youth know that he tends to have a penchant for mischief and more than a fair share of practical jokes and tricks have been known to spring from the quietly smiling man's doing.
Background: Born to Benedetto and Osanna Mazetti, Marzio is the middle of three siblings. A healthy child, he seemed to spend more time outdoors than he ever did inside. He was a quick enough learner when it came to his schooling, but spending his days with his nose buried in a book was never a thought that occured to the boy. Rather, whenever his mother did not make him, Marzio would be out visiting the stables to admire the horses bred within the walls of Ostria. His father had been a cavalryman in his younger years, and so he found himself to be a welcome enough hand around the stables.
In his mid-teens, Marzio "liberated" a particularly fine black stallion from a stable stall and ventured out beyond the city walls. He can still recall the feeling of the wind in his hair, and the thunder of his mount's hooves along the roads leading away from the city and along the coast... as well as the stripes on his backside that his father gave him when he inevitably had to return. Nevertheless, he continued to venture to the stables every day until on his sixteenth birthday his family gifted him the horse which he had stolen.
From then on, Marzio's life seemed to follow a path of its own creation. He joined the Ostrian Cavalry, seeming to follow in his father's footsteps. Climbing through the ranks, he soon found himself to be in command of a unit of horsemen patrolling the trade roads along the coast, as well as safeguarding the areas near Ostria, spending his nights beneath the stars within the call of his beloved home.
|Agostino||Pleasant enough, though he doesn't seem quite comfortable in Arx yet.|
|Alecstazi||Cousin on my mother's side. He has grown into a proud and thoughtful man, adamant and determined to follow through.|
|Alessia||Unsurprisingly, another cousin I'm thrilled to have with us. Even if our spars have me bruised for days.|
|Anisha||Lord Marzio is the Marshal of Ostria, and a horseman of sorts, with keen and curious ambitions. Do you think there's such a thing as giraffe cavalry?|
|Apollo||Maybe all families have one of these sorts - good cheer, quick with an introduction, socially light as a feather. Seems like it would be hard to frown around him.|
|Berenice||Seems he has an infestation of children. Unfortunate.|
|Bhandn||We met during one of Dame Harthall's drinking games. If he's anything like Lord Kennex, I imagine we'll get along. I'll have to keep my eyes open for him as time permits.|
|Blacktongue||Late, but not wrong.|
|Braelynn||I adored meeting this man! His wit is endearing, his sense of humor is commendable, and his affable nature assures I'll seek out his company in the future. We will be friends. I've declared it so!|
|Brigida||He seems to find the strangest things to be fascinated by. Not a bad thing mind you.|
|Cambria||The Marshal of Ostria, my cousin, and a more capable and dependable man you could not hope to find in all the Compact.|
|Caspian||Can't say I learned anything profound about the man in our first meeting, but he seemed like a fan! And I love fans. They are half the reason I even do this job.|
|Delia||Charming and personable, though the bar was too crowded at the time to talk much to him personally. I hope to meet him again in a quieter setting.|
|Dianna||It has been a long time since I have seen my handsome and stalwart cousin, and he is quite the force. I am glad he is on my side.|
|Dimitri||A most interesting Velenosian Lord. Quick on his feet, as well. He enjoys a good drink, which is in his favor and I have a feeling our paths will cross more often then not.|
|Esme||A General?! I'm so impressed by him. That is such an accomplishment. He is going to go far and you have to like a person that likes horses.|
|Giulio||My cousin Marzio is a good man. He has done well adapting to the pressures this city and time places on us all.|
|Isidora||Seems to care deeply for my sister by marriage, which earns my respect. I hope he will understand what it means to be married to a Rubino.|
|Jaenelle||A man who is not afraid of the dangers which comes with befriending a Velenosa Princess. Charming in all the right ways, his company is always welcomed.|
|Kaia||A clever and cautious man with combat skills to match. His own knowledge is admirable. I look forward to getting better acquainted and collaborating with future research.|
|Leola||Well. He's certainly a Mazetti. Are they all like that?|
|Lucita||One of the skilled Mazetti Lords. A quick mind, willingness to cooperate. We work well together.|
|Mabelle||Knows his drink, likes to travel and serves as a partner in crime for cake eating, it does not get better than this!|
|Martino||Husband of Lady Miranda and therefore, in some indirect way, related. Quiet but distinguished within House Mazetti with a fine military upbringing.|
|Miranda||Commander of Mazetti's cavalry. Of course. I do seem to like men who can ride. He does seem interesting enough, but quiet. Of course, I am the first to warn everyone about the quiet ones... it is no less true for this lord.|
|Mirk||A warrior and a traveler, the Mazetti Lord is not afraid to confront whatever he finds himself faced with - whatever it's a human evil or the demands of scholarship.|
|Olivia||Beat me quite easily at the Hart. It was fun though.|
|Orelia||Fun to knock around! I might have eaten sand in our first match, but I'm sure it won't be our last.|
|Piccola||He's bold and brazen; he's either destined for greatness or the grave, I cannot tell.|
|Porter||The man put up with my jumbled up introductions with ease, so I have to give him credit for that! He seems like a decent sort of man. I think he might be fun to have a few drinks with. Which we're doing right now! How convenient. I'm definitely /not/ going to forget. Unless I do. Then I'm sorry.|
|Ras||Dunno why he called me 'friend'. Maybe that's just how he talks. Didn't rub it in that he kicked my ass, either, even if he's a stickler for titles.|
|Reese||thoughtful, good knowledge on weapons and armor and I think he is going places and has great potential.|
|Sanya||He seemed polite, though it's a pity things didn't work out how we had hoped.|
|Selene||What an intriguing gentleman Lord Mazetti is. He has an easy manner that makes conversation effortless, but clearly lives by a path of the sword. A delight.|
|Tarik||Lord Marzio is an interesting fellow. He seems to have the love for adventure and combat skills to face some of the things that the world encounters. If he improves his knowledge of this world, there will be no stopping him. I administered his test for the Society of Explorers at the beach.|
|Tescelina||A very martial lord. He paid a fine compliment to my weaponry.|
|Valdemar||Sharp, helpful, courteous, and ready to learn. He seems like a credit to his house, and my cousin seems to enjoy his company. All of these things speak well of his character.|
|Vitalis||More gruff than I recall - but then, years ago, I was comparing him to my father.|
|Zoey||Perhaps you have simply been pushed too far, or perhaps you are blinded by your desire for revenge.|