Name: Glaciio(gla-she-e-o) Kudziev
Age: 20
Affiliation: Templar
Appearance: Wears the same jacket as his father, Aleksandr Kudziev, with some modification making it more of a "Templar Tempered" style. He wears a hat like Julien du Casse's but darker black, and pure straight. Eyes are dark blue, 5'10.
Personality: A lot more social then his Father, Aleksandr, heavy influenced by his father, carries nearly the same traits however is not hard to anger, and not easily fooled. However, he doesn't know his Limits.
Favorite Weapons: Being heavily influenced by Aleksandr, Aleks did not train him. He wields a Bastard Sword along with a "Silver Plated Musket" from AC:Unity(I couldn't find the actual name D:)
Strengths: Great Marksmanship, Infamous for his heavy blow, Intimidating, and follows orders from his higher ups right away.
Weaknesses: Being held back, his lack of temper, and his friendliness
Background/Bio:
My father, Aleksandr, he was a great pirate and Assassin. At a young age I've told him that I want to be a Templar. My father looked at me and said "You know, your grandfather was a Master Templar of Russia." with no anger in his voice. He raised me fine, normal, he quit the Assassins so he was always with me. He taught me what anger really was, what deception is actually used for and the Templar's main goal. Order. I was obsessed with joining them. My Father, all aware, remained telling me "Continue with what you wish, son." He was the best father I could ask for. Even though he hunted my "kind" he still supported me, and never turned on me. He was always there, when I hurt myself, when I hurt somebody, when I stole, when I was stolen from. I was his shadow, he was my light. He taught me the Assassin ways of killing to help. I think Aleksandr knew that he wouldn't live for me to become the Master Assassin I am today. As obedient as I was, I'd never kill him. Father told me to stay away from certain things as restricted areas, etc. It became less known I was Russian, my fathers accent wasn't strong in me. My mother was a Assassin that was executed for piracy. I was raised in Nassau but as of now I am in the Colonies searching for any signs of the Templar order. I walked into a Inn and whispered to the Innkeeper, asking for any sign of Templars, he responded with "Do not talk now..." and told me to buy or leave. I bought a room and headed upstairs until I was stopped by a man. "What do you know of our Order?" he said. "You're...with the Order?" "With them? I lead them." Says the man. He extended his hand and I shook it "I am Haytham Kenway. And who are you?" "Glaciio. Glaciio Kudziev." I responded. He taught me their ways, showed me everything he could of, me and him became really close. He was a brother. He awarded me when I became a Master Templar. He gave me Shay Patrick Cormac's Bastard Sword, and a Silver Plated Musket that had the Templar emblem on it. I was now a Templar. I was now doing right.
This was for my change of heart. I now am side with the Templar order. I chose a vision of order versus a vision of all out chaos.
-Izoic
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