"As the world looks up and says "Please help us" I look down and say with a calm voice "No" and watch it burn"
Name: Corvo Kintobor
Appearance:In addition, he has a substantial amount of scars on his body and back. He is also missing his ring and pinkie fingers on his left hand. The full pinkie finger is gone while only half of the ring finger is missing.
History: He makes it his business to keep his life nonexistent as he has had his fair share of betrayals. Nobody but Anna knows what his past is, but even then, she knows very little. They are not "Best friends" as some would make it out to be. He treats her as an equal, nothing more. During their travels, she asked him many questions of his past, only mentioning that he was a master tracker trained in Russia and that he was once a Cossack for the Czar, but left. He didn't explain why as they were attacked by bandits where he once again demonstrated what a Russian Officer's longsword could do. Just the condition of his face and body tells a tale of hardship and fighting. Many of the scars have a deep rooted history, especially the one running down the length of his back. His ring and pinkie fingers missing on his left hand is a subject that he says was "One of a mythical nature" when he speaks to anybody else who asks. Beven knows the truth about is however.
He is relatively quiet, his mind often on the next kill. He is far from a family man and bears a hatred for the unusual and men claiming to be "Super Natural". He is a supporter of the church and prays regularly.
Equipment: Along with his Russian Officer's Longsword, he has a pair of Russian made flintlock pistols, bullets, under armor, salves, and repair kit. All of these items are in his satchel. He also wears a stainless steel necklace with an Amethyst wolf tooth attached to it. He treasures it quite much and never takes it off. On his left hand, on the the stub of a ring finger, he wears a pure silver ring with the holy cross on it. It stays snugly on the stub.
He and Anna stood, glued to dark gray column walls inside an old cathedral built by the church just outside of Cannock maryland. Bullets danced around them as members of a bandit gang shot at them with their seemingly endless supply of cone shaped bullets. He poked out between shots and fired his own gun, hitting a man standing behind a pew and falling from a shot to his neck. Corvo barely had time to get back into cover before part of the column broke from a bullet. He looked across the room to Anna, still hunkered down, and motioned for her to move up when he drew their attention.
He got out of cover and shot with his pistol again, drawing much of the attention of the shooters. Their target was in the back in the bishop's office, cowering as a bandit leader often does. He was a small man known to be a cunning thief and a dastardly bastard without moral. He's killed many people just for the gold in their pockets.
He drew the fire over to the right side of the cathedral and took down a few of them with his fast reloading pistols, clearing the way for Anna to move up, many tried to move up, only to meet Corvo's blade behind a corner. The corner he took lead to the bishop's personal bedroom. An excellent way to trap the bandits should they run for him. He waited for Anna to move up so they could hit the office together.
They had known each other for a long while, originally meeting on a mission in the klondike to hunt an...unusual...beast, they were both sent to kill the same beast. It was the same kind of beast that had took his fingers. It was as big as a bear and fought like a wolf. It died like any other freak however, with his sword in it's head. It had fallen through a weak patch of ice they stood on, falling deep beneath the lake waters they fought on. It nearly took them with it, but the two escaped easily. They decided to work together in the future, choosing to reap the rewards of easier killing.
The fact that they kept away from each other when it came to his past, though she was inquisitive at times, has frayed their relationship a bit. Corvo's past, especially when he was among the cossacks of Russia, was one that was far from happy. His motions, how he moved, how he spoke, how he fought. It said he had a huge amount of regret and anger. His particular hatred for the supernatural suggested something happened to him involving something supernatural.