Alessio Di Moritagni

Name: Alessio Di Moritagni
Age: 18 
Gender:male
Class: Noble
Nation of Origin: Mystria
Race: Human
Appearance: Short for an officer , rich tan skin , brownish red curly hair, light green eyes , devilishly handsome,sharp angular features, lean but muscular 
Background: Born to an unexceptional noble house native to Mystria's southern plateaus , only renowned for it's skilled horseman. Alessio Di Moritagni is a gentleman , artist , and most definitely a soldier, but at a dreadful cost . For in this day , where the technologies of death so far outpace those of healing , he is stricken with what one would call a deadly malady. Despite his seemingly vibrant vitality , and  his shining charm , he has been struck by that old bastard of a virus Tuberculosis. Chewing away at his core and even now trying it's best to turn him to weakness , though his fiery vitality resists even now. Knowing that he could die at seemingly any moment Alessio decided that he would live what life he did have left with passion and reckless abandon. He wears his thunderous heart on his sleeve and  he follows the beat of it's pounding drum to whatever end it may take him. And with a great adventure at hand and fighting to be had Alessio's drum leads him to the army of the revolution!


 After all he is quite the romantic , a frequent patron of the salons and poetry halls of the nobility , and what more fitting dramatic tragic end for him , then to die a hero of the revolution? Better than coughing his lungs out in some hospital bed , miserable and limp no? No he thinks he'd much prefer to die as a general , with a bullet in his chest and some poetic last words. However this somewhat fatalistic attitude , while making him a bit of a hedonist , does not mean there is nothing he cares about , and his heart truly does find itself aligned with the cries of the revolution. 


Stats : (1-10)  
Strength:5
Intelligence:8
Charisma:7
Stamina:3
Finesse:8
Magic: 0
Prestige: 6

Specialization: Fencer