Ilario

Information

Player: Monolith

Character Full Name: Ilario Matagati

Character In-Game Name: Ilario

Nickname(s):

Association(s): The Alliance, Stormwind

Race: Human

Class: Rogue

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Hair: Reddish-brown

Eyes: Green

Weight: A bit thinner than average

Height: Normal Human height

Alignment: Neutral

Appearance

Drabish clothes, or dyed leathers

Personality

The man is subtle. He's not one to be the center of attention. He's more of the type to simply blend into the background. That's not to say, however, that's he's the "Arr I stick to the shadows" type, quite the opposite. He's a charismatic, some would say charming, individual. He'll talk with outhers and laugh and carry on... Until he can snatch their coinpurse. A petty thief, he is. Despite the fact that he can hold his own in a fight and easily even mug people, he chooses the way that gains less noteriety.

History

Born into a rich family in the city of Southshore, Ilario was raised, given everything he desired. From age four he was spoon-fed everything he'd ever need. Proper etiquette, how to read and write, and how to be a proper gentlemen. This, to Ilario, was... Horrible. Even from a young age, he knew that this life was not for him. However, with his parents being incredibly protective, he believed that would be the only life he'd ever have. That is, until the house would be broken in to.

Thieves! Stealing coin and valuables. Ilario, 10 at this point, confronted one of the thieves. Instead of trying to apprehend them, however... He got on his knees and begged for the man to take him with them. His life, he pleaded, was one of bore and misery. The thieves agreed, and took him in what could be described as the easiest kidnapping ever. The thieves took him in, tied him up and kept him for a few months. No pay would ever come, and a note would be sent saying that Ilario was executed. However, this would be a lie, as at the moment Ilario's parents were reading the note, Ilario was tying a bandanna around his face.

For the next nine years, Ilario would be a child thief. The band of thieves wandered around from town to town. Ilario made an excellent "Help me find my mommy" bait, which could lead someone into an alleyway and into a robbing. Ilario grew up, from 10, rough. The Thieves weren't nice or caring. Beatings happened, and often, too. The third war? Ignored. They had bigger plans, they thought. Though now he was a rougher than he used to be, he knew that being a brute would get him nowhere. He still practiced noble ways of speaking and writing, and swindled many without having to point sharp things at them. His final stop with the Thieves was Stormwind. He left the gang there, and bid them farewell. His age was 23 when he first stepped through the gates.

He's not changed much, actually.