Name: Lucan "The Handyman" Gorbachev
Age: 55
Appearance:
Lucan is not a pleasant looking man. He is tall (approximately 6'1) and lithe, and has a constant expression of distaste or disgust on his face. He walks with a slight hunch, making him look like some kind of vulture when he walks. Although he looks frail from the outside, he's actually exceptionally muscled, and can match and even overcome a man twenty years younger than him. Apart from his surprisingly built body, Lucan is also pockmarked with scars from a variety of weapons.
His favorite outfit is a black turtleneck sweater with a leather jacket on top and denim jeans, with leather gloves and work boots. He also tends to wear a pair of black teashade sunglasses, and occasionally a plain black tuque style hat to go with them.
Face wise, Lucan has an eternal grim look about him. His short beard is kept well-cut, but not even that can hide the raggedness of his features. A smoker from a young age, Lucan is almost always seen with a cigarette in his mouth, only stopping when it would be improper to smoke.
Lucan is very visibly Russian, in his accent, features, and mannerisms.
Family: Moriarty
Relation to Godfather: No blood relation, but they're somewhat close friends.
Role in family: Boss Moriarti's favorite Hitman.
Bio: Born on a farm outside the Russian industrial city of Volgograd (later renamed to Stalingrad) on November 5th, 1898, Lucan was very much a simple boy growing up. His mother and father were rather well-off dairy farmers, devout christians, and overallgood people. They donated plenty of money to the poor and their church, saving only what they needed with a little extra for emergencies. This meant that growing up, Lucan not only had very little friends, but he didn't have much to play with. Since he was being raised as a farmhand, Lucan's parents did not send him to school, which left Lucan woefully uneducated and friendless, but it also left him with a distinct lack of empathy, something that would come in handy later in life.
At the age of sixteen, Lucan was pressed into military service to fight in what will later be known as World War 1. It was in his first battle that Lucan killed his first man, running a veteran German combatant through with his bayonet during a trench assault. Intoxicated by the feeling of taking his own life into his hands and killing a man who threatened him and his country, Lucan continued to fight through the entirety of WW1, zealously killing around 100 more men.
Returning to the farm after such bloodshed was not easy. Wracked with PTSD and a mild bloodlust, Lucan became a much more aggressive person. He lived in a state of constant tension, until the Russian Civil War gave him a chance to unwind himself all over again. Taking up the Communist ideals with a burning passion, Lucan fought through his second war being there to personally see Stalin take power. Along the way, he had lost his family and the farm, but to him, all that mattered now was to keep feeding his new addiction.
He participated in some minor conflicts after that, including the conflicts leading up to WW2, and once again joined his countrymen in the defense of the motherland. For Lucan, WW2 was the war to end all wars. Fighting Nazis from the beginning to the end, Lucan quickly racked up kills and honors, including medals awarded for heroic performance during the battles of Stalingrad and Berlin. After WW2, Lucan found himself displaced, and decided moving away from Russia, a country he had spent pretty much his entire life fighting for, was the next step for him.
With around twenty military awards and a staggering 645 kills under his belt, Lucan left for New York, to seek new opportunities there. However, he very quickly found himself doing bloody work again, this time for the Moriarti family.
Personality:
Lucan, despite his age, is an incredibly fierce man. Loyal, unshakeable, and pretty much fearless, he's exactly what a veteran of 41 years of violent bloodshed would be. He treats death as if it was a triviality, finding no qualms with killing just about anyone, no matter who they are. His jaded nature and fierce combat mentality are hidden behind a calm, collected, and even sometimes friendly demeanor that can fall away at any given moment.
Whenever he's in a fight, Lucan is a force of nature. Given his experience on the battlefield, Lucan can just as easily kill a man with a knife, gun, his hands, or any other weapon out there. In hand-to-hand combat, Lucan is ferocious, combing surprising speed with brutal, mercilessly aimed punches and kicks.
Relationship?: none outside of his "work" relationships.