Sorry for the tardiness. Here's a fleshed out backstory, appearance, and personality.
Only 19, Gio has idled away most of his life. He was only a lackluster student, and his parents didn't force him to continue his studies after he turned 16. He learned to use a sword but is far from a master duelist. He took up riding but didn't care for breeding and lost interest once he learned enough not to embarrass himself in the saddle. He briefly took up painting but didn't have the patience for it.
With no work and no hobbies to speak of, Gio spends most of his time with his equally wealthy and idle friends. Drinking, gambling, fighting, gossiping, going to parties, and chasing young women are his primary pastimes.
The many idle young men of his class tend to travel in packs, brawling and betting with equal abandon. Gio has a small core group of friends and a large network of contacts, acquaintances, and rivals. He and his group have a small-scale rivalry with another band of young noblemen and both groups tend to focus their brawling and woman poaching on their 'hated enemies', but by the standards of most adults the rivalry is an anemic one.
He falls in love quickly, always convinced that this girl is the one, then falls in love just as quickly when the next one comes along. He stores up slights from other young men and broods on them, saving up past wrongs to avenge at some point in the future. Again- a teenage boy. He is young and has yet to really be hurt by anything or anyone, insulated from responsibilities by his family's money and his older brothers' successes.
Gio has a small number of loyal friends and a wide network of other friends, acquaintances, and people he knows well enough to call by name. He's generally friendly and eager to make new friends, and naive enough to think the best of most people.
He has never really been engaged by anything, from schooling to sword fighting to poetry to horses. That isn't to say he's unintelligent or unmotivated, just that he's never been pushed because he's never really needed anything that his family's money couldn't get for him.
Gio has few exceptional skills, but is a very good gambler, has an excellent palate for wine, and is looked to by his friends for his sartorial expertise. He is a middling fighter, able to hold his own in a brawl but not stand out in a fight, and only a passable sailor and rider. Having grown up in Venice, he knows the canals and bridges like the back of his hand, though his knowledge of the city is understandably concentrated in the better parts.
Attribute prioritaztion would be Physical/Social/Mental, with Ability points in Athletics, Brawl, Streetwise, Etiquette, and Melee. Backgrounds would be in Contacts, Influence, and Resources.
The slightly updated version. I've included the new parts in Italics to make it easier to spot.
Size 5'10, 190 lbs
Age early 30's
Deity Orthodox Christianity
Location Venice, Greeting Inn
Languages Romanian and Italian (Speak only), Lingua Franca
Nature - Penitent
Demeanor - Survivor
Sire - None
Max Blood Pool /Current
Max Trait Tating -
Blood points Per Turn -
XP Earned -
XP Spent -
Physical: Str 3, Dex 3, Sta 4
Social: Cha 2, Man 1, App 3
Mental: Per 3, Int 2, Wit 3
Animal Ken 3
Hearth Wisdom 1
Allies 1 (Gunther)
Alternate Identity 1 (Yanos)
Contacts 2 (Jodi and Lindsay)
Self Control 3
Merits: Celestial Attunement (1), Lingua Franca (1)
Flaws: Outsider (1)
Description: Yanos is a bit taller than normal, and built like one would expect from someone that has worked their whole life. Recently he has begun to grow a bear and his hair long, (helping to hide his face a bit). He has dark brown hair, but pale skin compared to the local population, and speaks with an accent that clearly marks him as Eastern European. He is in his early thirty's, but already has greying hair from a hard life. Otherwise there is not too much remarkable about him. He is attractive, but not at all gorgeous, and the rags he wears does not help.
History: Born in far off Romania, "Yanos" worked the land his entire life, both farming and hunting to supplement what food he could for a small family. He never owned the land he worked, and the majority of his fruits went to the local lord. While he never the opportunity to study, or even travel, he was good with his hands.
Everything changed a few months back when he volunteered to help his lord with a problem. He joined as extra hired muscle for what was supposed to be negotiations with merchants and traders, but instead it was a massacre. When he refused to join in, the soldiers he was with turned on him, beating him to a pulp and then hauling him back in chains, claiming he was a secret traitor and spy, selling information to the outlanders. His family was taken and sold off as slaves, and Yanos was meant to be executed, but internal treachery and the reprisal of the middle eastern merchants allowed him the chance to escape.He fled, grabbing what little he had and could carry safely and ran.
With nowhere to go, he petitioned to join the Knights Hospitaller, not realizing that the group he was joining where nothing but more thugs, charlatans trying to use the order's good name both to cover their own cowardly activities and to help rob the innocent villagers they would "help" along the way to the Holy Land.
Yanos, or Cantor as he became called, (a fake title rather than a name, because he had a small knack for singing), was even initiated and taught some basic battlefield medicine before he discovered the truth, but he had heard enough tales of crusades, real knights, and the Holy Land from the thieves and the other initiates that he decided to make his way there regardless. Living off the land all the way, and doing odd jobs when he could, he made his way to Venice, hoping to find a way to the Holy Land, but soon discovered that here where no more crusades. Well, not there.
He has only arrived in Venice about a month ago, and has had a hard time at it. He manages to find work at the Greetings Inn, where he now lives in one of the back rooms, doing odd jobs around the Inn, and even making a few friends and contacts amongst the staff. Both Jodi and Lindsay feel they can trust him, and though they know he has a secret of his own, they get the feeling it's a sad one, and secretly look out for him, from whatever it is he is running from.
Likewise, Gunther, the Inn's owner respects his work ethic, and is willing to help where he can. It isn't many who would put up with such a job just for room and board, and the tiny wages Yanos lives off of.