Russo

Information

Player: Oddshotty

Character Full Name: Russo G. Ermorden

Character In-Game Name: Russo

Nickname(s): Dagger Hands, Russ

Association(s): Besides his Brother, none

Race: Human

'Class: OOC Rogue, IC Hitman

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Hair: His regular hair is black and long, although it can very depending on his mission at hand.

Eyes: Dark Grey

Height: 6”3 ft

Weight: 197lbs

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance

Russo's travelling gear usually comprises of thick, dark, leather armor, while in cities (Or just in casual circumstances) he wears black, covering garbs. They would almost look luxurious if not for the absence of colour or shine. He tends to keep his identity hidden, wearing masks and hoods and the like. Of course, depending on the mission, he'll usually be dressed in any sort of clothing.

Other: Russo is very inclined to poisons, and having spent years practicing with them, has built up a good resistance to many of them.

Personality

Russo is rather social for an assassin, and he always enjoys a good joke or two. He usually keeps a light grin on his face, despite being rather paranoid, trying to be as aware of his environment as possible. He is always aware of his brother, Gustav, and likes to keep him close for both protection and for emotional comfort (They are twins, all assassins had families once). He tries to be as polite as possible, but occasional hints of anger and hot-headedness can be detected by those paying close attention. Of course, this is his regular personality, this may not apply to his other personas (For his jobs).

History

Russo grew up with his family in Westfall, where he lived a fairly simple and good life, with his father, mother and twin brother, Gustav. Their mother took care of the house and the children while their father worked in Stormwind as what he claimed to be was a merchant. Of course, Russo had slight suspicions of the truth behind that, as his father always worked at night, and no actual paperwork, and he was never seen sending out for more items for his shop (Besides daggers and assorted vials and bags of powder, which were kept out of reach of Russo and his brother), but as long as they had food on the table, Russo seemed more than happy to let those suspicions drift from his mind. Russ spent a good amount of his childhood playing with Gustav, as well as with the other children of the area, but he spent most of his time with his brother. Russo always worked together with his brother, no matter what they did. They hunted, cooked, did chores, even fought together. As they got older, they got closer. Their father, always schooled them at home, teaching them as much as he knew, besides a few details about his occupation. He taught Russo about weaponry, hand-to-hand combat, brewing healing potions from particular ingredients, and even how to kill. Russo, having long ignored his suspicions of his father, never truly asked why he needed to learn such a technique.

But on one, fateful night, their quiet life in Westfall, was shattered forever, as two shadowy figures broke into their house. With great precision, they mercilessly killed Russo's father as he was sleeping, causing the mother to awake and scream in alarm. This scream, along with sounds of violent fighting, alerted the boys to an immediate danger.

As soon Russo had heard, he was too terrified to move. His brother had jumped from their bedroom window and had fallen into a hay cart, resting beside the house. As the sounds of footsteps grew louder, the two murderers slowly came closer to the two brother's room, Russo dived out into the hay cart as well, where the two remained until the next morning. But during the entire night, crashes and angered shouting could be heard, curses as they fruitlessly searched for the two boys. They left, leaving the entire house devastated, before dawn.

When Russo awoke, he followed his brother into the house, grabbing his things and some food, and ran as far away from Westfall as they could. They didn't bother checking their parents room, for they already knew the worst had happened to their parents.

The two brothers ran deep into the nearby forests, eventually stumbling upon several shady characters, who took the two under their wing. From then on, Russo fell into the masses of thieves, pickpockets, and assassins, learning what he could about the trade, and improving his own techniques, eventually learning of a new way to apply his father's methods of brewing potions. He had stumbled upon the world of poisons. He learned from his brother to keep a smile up, and be as social as he could, which saved Russo on numerous occasions.

And now at present, he continues to fight for survival, be as charming and polite as he needs to be, and keep a weapon at hand, always ready to take a stab at a foe.

And through all this, he had, has and probably always will have, his brother at his side.