Post by sullo on Mar 31, 2021 22:46:30 GMT -5
A very little know fact outside of the Giovani is that every new family member gets a tradition known as the Last Night, and Sullo had his also.
Most Giovani are given their last hair cut but some were told to let it grow for a few years so that is could be cut to the length of fashion. Each night a fresh hair cut being given by a skilled Ghoul. Sullo was not given much of a choice. Hair was useless on an Enforcer. His head and face were shaved clean to leave nothing to grab in a brawl or to be taken for offensive rituals.. The prominent scars on his face made more obvious and more menacing to the foes of La Famiglia.
With wide shoulders and narrow hips he would have made an excellent modern day linebacker, if not a little too short. At 5' 8" he bears the average height of the age and almost unnoticeable in a crowd. A few more scars speckle his body but one stands out more than others, albeit the smallest One puckered wound, just below his heart was rubbed with ink and bears some of that ink still. Faded but very important to him at dawn he tends to rub it before resting through the day.
Something about Sullo's hands were odd. He had almost shorter fingers, unnoticeable to most. His nails cut so that no dirt could collect under them. His palms were calloused from years with a wooden spear shaft in them. His knuckles were rough and in a few places still had splinters buried under the skin.
This was not to say he was an unattractive man, in fact a sense of something else made the eye draw to him. More than a symmetry of face, handsome widows peak or high cheekbones, his appeal was more subtle. The eye was always drawn to him second. An ideal his Sire approved off. Better that a person look at the handsome Era first and his Enforcer second, a reminder that Ezra had rough hands at his disposal, so his own hands could stay clean.
His limbs were to be expected. Ropy muscles laid just under the skin, taut and prepared. Never having much interest in any sort of weightlifting as the other Enforcers had, he was actually muscled more like a swimmer and often used armor to cover this up. He was instead gifted with the speed and balance of a ballerina. Nearly impossible to knock over, his wide stance and the speed of his footwork is what had made him survive long enough to be Embraced.
Most Giovani are given their last hair cut but some were told to let it grow for a few years so that is could be cut to the length of fashion. Each night a fresh hair cut being given by a skilled Ghoul. Sullo was not given much of a choice. Hair was useless on an Enforcer. His head and face were shaved clean to leave nothing to grab in a brawl or to be taken for offensive rituals.. The prominent scars on his face made more obvious and more menacing to the foes of La Famiglia.
With wide shoulders and narrow hips he would have made an excellent modern day linebacker, if not a little too short. At 5' 8" he bears the average height of the age and almost unnoticeable in a crowd. A few more scars speckle his body but one stands out more than others, albeit the smallest One puckered wound, just below his heart was rubbed with ink and bears some of that ink still. Faded but very important to him at dawn he tends to rub it before resting through the day.
Something about Sullo's hands were odd. He had almost shorter fingers, unnoticeable to most. His nails cut so that no dirt could collect under them. His palms were calloused from years with a wooden spear shaft in them. His knuckles were rough and in a few places still had splinters buried under the skin.
This was not to say he was an unattractive man, in fact a sense of something else made the eye draw to him. More than a symmetry of face, handsome widows peak or high cheekbones, his appeal was more subtle. The eye was always drawn to him second. An ideal his Sire approved off. Better that a person look at the handsome Era first and his Enforcer second, a reminder that Ezra had rough hands at his disposal, so his own hands could stay clean.
His limbs were to be expected. Ropy muscles laid just under the skin, taut and prepared. Never having much interest in any sort of weightlifting as the other Enforcers had, he was actually muscled more like a swimmer and often used armor to cover this up. He was instead gifted with the speed and balance of a ballerina. Nearly impossible to knock over, his wide stance and the speed of his footwork is what had made him survive long enough to be Embraced.