Marco Adante is the son of a drunk and abussive father, who neglected him through most of his childhood. He started hanging around some of the street gangs, and quickly bonded with one gang leader who he saw as the father figure he had never known. When his father discovered his involvement in the street crime, he gave him a beating like never before and shipped him off to military school.
At military school he was a constant torn in his teachers eyes. He lacked the dicipline of a warrior and wouldn't follow the fighting manuveurs they were taught, but instead he would fight with big movements and flamboyant rutines.
In the end he was expelled from the school, but not before stealing the headmasters winner trophy. He started to frequent various taverns, darring big brutes to fight him just so he could dart around them and humilliate them with acrobatic moves.
After one such night he woke with a shock in his bed at a loud knocking on his door. To his surprise he was covered in blood. He did remember taking a heavy punch to his jaw last night, but he couldn't remember being cut.
As he opened his door he was immediately knocked out by four heavily armed guards. When he regained consciousness he found himself chained to a wall in a dungeon.
Earlier last night there had been a breaking and entering where two women had been raped and killed. Further more their entire familily had been slauthered.
An eye witness had singled him out as the killer, and since everyone knew of his lust for women, and the fact the he was covered in blood wich was not his own, and his lack of memory from last night, he did not stand a chance in court.
He was found guilty and sentenced to public beating and lifetime on a prison island.
With fresh wounds across his back and some bad hangovers he sits on a small boat starring into the dark night, trying to remember.
He is a cocky young man with a disarming smile and a swagging walk. He is reputed to be quite the charmer, and his love of fine women and equally fine alcohol is challenged by few - a love that has cost him quite a few problems in the past, and will no doubt cost him some more in the future.
He is a freedom lover possesed with a rather rebellious spirit, allways trying boundaries and often going too far over the edge.
He is dressed in a tight fitted black studded leather armor with his two short swords strapped across his back in a cross. Both his ears are pierced with golden earings as well as his tounge. He wears his darts all around his body. One at each of his boots, 4 in a bracer on his wrist and the last to on his hips.
