Marcoh

Marcoh is a tall, gruff boxer — he is about six-feet and four inches tall, having filled out as a young boy, but is now thirty-two. He has a very chiseled face, followed by a small stubble and a dimpled chin; his eyes are low set, and he has very prominent, bushy eyebrows (He has general Mediterranean features). He has short, curly hair, a dark brown — his eyes are deep, dark gray mixed with a green. His skin is olive-toned, tan. He has a large, hooked nose. He is very muscular, and has a very prominent set of chest muscles; he has slight body hair, preferring to be seen as ‘macho’.

He is Italian, having grown up in the Vatican City where he had to fend for him and his sister since the age of ten — he took up a number of odd jobs, utilizing his size and strength, all to support himself and his beloved sister; bouncer, construction worker, and a body-guard. Marcoh had always known the streets to be harsh, having been bullied relentlessly as a young boy. However, as he grew older and filled out, he found that he could hold his own in a fight, often towering over his former tormentors. Despite his size and fighting prowess, he was opposed to joining any local street gangs and becoming a thug for hire. Unfortunately, refusing to work with these small-time criminals only seemed to draw more trouble his way, with street fights becoming a regular occurrence. Marcoh's perspective began to shift when he realized that he was making more money from fighting than from any other job. His reputation as a skilled fighter led to his participation in underground boxing matches, where the pay was better and the danger of knives was lower. While Marcoh was focused on his fighting career, his sister had blossomed into a stunning young woman, attracting attention from a variety of unsavory characters. Despite the risks of being associated with someone like Riccardo Accardo, a known mobster and heir to The Family, Marcoh's sister became close to him. With Marcoh's reputation on the streets, few lowlife thugs dared to make a move on her, but Riccardo still tried to recruit Marcoh to their ranks. Although Marcoh declined, Riccardo offered to hook him up with a professional boxing trainer to take his skills to the next level. Marcoh was initially hesitant, but his sister convinced him to give it a try. Upon entering the gym, Marcoh felt a sense of professionalism that he had not experienced before. The elderly trainer, who had an impressive track record, was impressed with Marcoh's natural abilities and raw skills. Under the trainer's guidance, Marcoh's skills improved and he started to win bigger and bigger matches. Riccardo was able to organize more and more fights, and Marcoh found himself spending more time with the Accardo family, without realizing that he was slowly being pulled into the criminal world. Eventually, Riccardo revealed his true colors and demanded that Marcoh kill an ex-family member in a boxing match. Marcoh refused, but Riccardo threatened his sister's safety, leaving Marcoh with no choice but to comply. During the fight, Marcoh managed to knock out his opponent, but he didn't stop there. Under Riccardo's orders, he continued to pummel the man, even after he had hit the ground. Marcoh had killed him. Devastated by what he had done, Marcoh kept it all inside, but he knew that things had to change. Riccardo had plenty more dirty work for him to do, and his sister's safety was always on the line. Marcoh knew that he had to find a way out of the criminal world before it consumed him completely. After killing Riccardo in an attempt to cut ties, Marcoh found himself in a dire situation as both the Family and law enforcement were hot on his trail. His phone rang and it was his sister on the other end. She had been sent to Riccardo's summer villa in Valland a few days prior. Marcoh explained his predicament to her and they decided to meet up in Rondon. It was clear that Marcoh could no longer stay in Vatican City and needed to act quickly before the police caught up to him. He hopped on the first train that left the city and headed to an unfamiliar town called Prehevil in Bohemia. Marcoh wasn't sure where this town was, but he decided he could plan his next move as he traveled. Little did he know what horrors awaited him when he arrived. In Prehevil, he was subjected to Rher and his creations — “Moonscorching” — monsters of one’s deepest insecurities, their worst traits for everyone to see in a twisted monster.

He comes off as intimidating, but is a very kind person at heart — he just doesn’t know how to express it. He is terrified of his own strength, unsure of how to manage it, knowing what it has done — he bears the crushing weight of having to kill someone, and it haunts him deeply; he uses boxing as a way to alleviate his guilt. He is protective of the weak, or those deemed unable to defend himself. He is quite shy and reserved, and is easily flustered when someone tries to talk to him. Although he can come off as blunt sometimes, he does mean well. However, once he opens up, he can come off as playful and joking. He likes training others and being helpful — he is a gentle giant at heart. He likes small critters, particularly frogs. He is used to being ogled at for his sheer size, although he despises it — he hates being seen as just a dumb brute. He has much trouble expressing his emotions, afraid to be seen as weak — he doesn’t talk much at all; he spends his time lost in thought. In fact, Marcoh is secretly bisexual — he has eloped with men before, and feels guilty for doing so; he knows he can never reveal his secret to anyone. He loves boxing, sparring, training, exercising, and maintaining his physique. He is haunted by the Eldritch monstrosities he witnessed in Prehevil; he hates being reminded of his past. He hates being vulnerable — he is also horrified by the prospect of knowing the universe in its vastness, having seen a literal God in the Festival of Termina. He has PTSD due to it, but will never show it openly. He has breakdowns in private.