Very tall, somewhat bulky, but only somewhat, it's easy to miss, some may find Axelius' figure to be somewhat imposing. This impression generally does not last long, as he is jovial and friendly in demeanour, much of the time, which makes him a bit more approachable. Still, he does occasionally continue to make it quite obvious he is not someone to trifle with, in very subtle manner.
Back in the brothel he comes from, it was common for the slaves there to dye their hair different colours, based usually on the whims of repeat clientele. Axelius' hair is permanently hot pink, not by choice; it was supposed to be a golden colour, but the apparent mix of natural dyes and aura messed up somewhere, came out the wrong colour, and then decided to stick, too. He's learned to love the pink. His eyes have a slight upward tilt to the outer tail, very slender, and very blue.
He tans well in sunlight, and is typically several shades darker than what could be considered his 'default' tone.
Most of these he does not remember.
Viktoras, not that he remembers his name; his father. Presumed deceased.
Presumably his mother's name was Aisling. Deceased.
An aunt on his father's side, Natasa. Deceased.
An uncle on his father's side, Nikias. Presumed deceased.
Cousins from his uncle Nikias, Thetis and Alexios; never knew of them anyway.
May have kids somewhere. Probably does, even.
Born in Macenia, he thinks, one of the tribes over there, he no longer remembers which one, Axelius has been away from home for quite a long time now. Some things he's forgotten, he's sure he just, forgot, as minds are wont to do, but perhaps some of it was buried under traumatic repression. It isn't as if anyone has a concept of such a thing, anymore. He barely remembers Macenia itself, has long forgotten his parents' names, and he's long given up trying to remember. What he does remember, is his name was Nikanor, and that his parents are both gone. Even if he wanted his freedom and to go home, he'd have nothing to go home to.
His father presumably died fighting against Dalmasca's forces in one of their many battle conflicts. Axelius remembers he and who he believes to be his mother fleeing the battlefield, attempting to reach safety somewhere, but she was killed saving him, from arrows and javelins, and he remembers being trapped under her as she slowly bled out on him. She said it'd be okay. She was wrong.
By chance, probably really poor luck on his end, after his mother finally died on him, and he thought it was safe, he scooted out from under her, and ran in a random direction. As fate would have it, he ran right into a Dalmascan military camp. He doesn't remember much of that, as it didn't end well for him at all, and it earned him a ticket to a specific House in Dalmasca, run by a master that collected child slaves. He had, how you say, unique interests. Despite how ill-tempered Macenian tribesmen tend to be, Axelius never fought. He'd rather have fought, but he also had no interest in dying right then, and knew fussing would only get him killed, if not just be a waste of time, and make it potentially worse. Albeit, he's not sure why he didn't want to die. Maybe because his mother did, in hopes that he'd live.
Eventually, he got older, and his master didn't have much interest in him anymore. He was sold to a brothel at thirteen, where he actually did quite well, having already learned that song and dance before. He'd learned the game, and learned how to play rich, powerful men, and manipulate them into doing what he wanted. Eventually, he was in and out of that brothel, as he charmed repeat clients into buying him, and one of them, he later talked into putting him in the blood arena.
See, he made a friend in the brothel, someone that really didn't seem to belong there. And, being who he is, Axellius decided, he was going to free him, one way or another. It just happens, becoming a blood fighter was the easiest way of earning enough money to eventually do so.
Axelius was a blood fighter, then, off and on. Occasionally, he still went back to the brothel, but he hasn't gone back in a year now. Most recently, he's been purchased by House Asheron, from another House, and while Livia hasn't taken him out of the arena entirely, that isn't his first job around the House. She's decided he makes a decent bodyguard, along with another, smaller now-former slave by the name of Alcides. Axelius quite likes House Asheron. He wouldn't mind staying longer than usual.
Axelius is actually somewhat important, or will be later. Not quite so normal as he thinks.
He is also a necromancer; he believes he's the first/only one, but he's wrong.
Technically speaking, Axelius is also the reincarnation of Xitos, and also descended from... himself. Try not to think about it too hard.