Amadeo de Luca

Amadeo de Luca is born to a noble family. Father is a Duke. A small land holder but respected among the other nobles. I am the youngest child. Two older brothers, Gabrielle and Matteo, and a sister, Sofia, only a couple years older. Parents, Francesca and Salvatore de Luca, are both alive and well. In fact, our house is quite prosperous. As the youngest, I had very little responsibility. My brothers were being groomed to take over the house and the family vineyards. We’re known for some of the finest wines anywhere. All I wanted was to lolligag about. Reading my books. (I loved learning everything I can). Playing my music. Drinking wine. Dalliances with the ladies. I knew at an early age that my looks and fine musical ability had a charming affect on people. Especially my voice which for a young man, was sweet, angelic, feminine. (Can change voice to female sounding, multiple octaves). Even performing for other nobles.
The incident began after such a performance at the house of a minor prince. My family was in attendance. My parents doted on me despite my lack of interest in family affairs. My brothers loves the opportunity to socialize. And my sister adores my music. Loved seeing my performance. Being so close in age and having a similar lack of real responsibility, we were like two peas in a pod. She is my closest friend. Sofia had been watching the performance from back stage. After my performance, I was leaving and heard a crash from behind a door and a muffled scream. I was no hero but felt the urge to investigate. I opened the door to see two young men assaulting a young woman. The young woman was sofia! I am not a fighter. Never carry any kind of weapon. And they were armed with daggers. But something happened. I barely remember. I yelled, no shrieked, in a voice I didn’t recognize. It was somehow a combination of my normal tenor speaking voice, the high feminine voice I’m know for singing with, and something else. A flat whispering sound. The words had affect on the two attackers. I could see them grab their heads in pain. Trying to cover their ears. To no avail. I was enraged and scared and my words somehow had power. I watched them struggle with the pain, slump to their knees, then collapse. Eyes open, rolled back, with a hint of blood trickling from their nose and ears. Dead. My sister wasn’t affected. As we both studied the bodies, stunned at what had just happened, I heard a voice. There was a figure just down the hall. ‘Come quickly’, I heard in a whispered voice. ‘No one must find you here.’ I quickly helped my sister to her feet. It was then I saw the house crest on the two men’s coats. These were no stage hands or ruffians. They were from the prince's house. I actually knew these two men. Or at least knew who they were. I had just killed the only two sons of this house. I grabbed my sisters hand and ran to follow the figure as they lead us away. The figure led us to a private room. It’s a woman who appears to be in her early 30’s.
Me: Thank you! I don’t know what happened back there. I don’t understand! Woman: I understand. You just killed the prince's sons. Me: But they were assaulting my sister! What am I going to do? We must report this! Woman: You’ll do no such thing. You do nothing! Do you think anyone will believe you? Your family holds prestige but not on the scale of a prince. You and your sister will be imprisoned for murder. You must say nothing! Me: I must think on this. My sister agrees. It’s not the first time they’d harassed her but had never taken it this far. Woman: You’re quite lucky the woman says. It seems no one saw you. No one but me that is. Me: Thank you. Thank you for helping us. How can we ever repay you? Woman: As I said. Do nothing. Nothing that is until I come to ask you a favor.
And oh the favor. Or favors that is. Going forward, the mysterious woman, Amelia (don't think that’s her real name) asks for small favors. Bits of information about courtiers. Information on alliances. Arrange meetings with important people. With the promise of keeping our secret. And the looming threat of imprisonment for my sister and I and destroying my family. She never gives details of her intentions or who she works for. Her tasks begin to get more and more important. Higher risk. I play the doddering dolt and entertainer to mingle in higher circles. At some point I’m told by Amelia to take on a bigger role within my House. A sort of emissary. My family is actually delighted even though they are not quite sure I can handle it. I’m allowed to travel a bit, moving about the land, accompanied by some of my performer friends as well as a guard, Carlo, and a clerk, Marco, from my house. The clerk assists with trade deals keeping things in order when meeting VIP’s. I’m pretty sure he is the actual emissary and babysitter. During all this I am to collect information. Pass on what I learn to Amelia.
My most recent task from Amelia is taking me much further than ever. To Bulyn'. It took some convincing to allow such a trip. The only reason I was allowed to go was because my family has had no recent trade with our neighbors to the east. Opening new trade could be quite profitable. Our little troupe travels for weeks, stopping along the way to perform. Meet local dignitaries in the larger towns. I have no idea what Amelia has planned for me in Bulyn'. She only said someone would meet me there with further instruction. But that never happened. As we approached Bulyn', we are ambushed. Most of the group is killed during the initial assault. My guard Carlo died throwing himself in the way of a crossbow bolt. I fled with Marco. We are pursued and end up splitting up from each other. I lost him in the chaos. Just barely able to hide and survive. I have only the clothes and items I normally carry. Only a couple kopecks as our coin was on the wagon. I am lost. I know I am near Bulyn but have no idea which way I fled and despite my general knowledge of the land, I have no idea where I am headed.
After spending some time in Aleksandrovka and Zmiihorod, Amadeo finally made his way to Vyshemila (in part to get away from a man who wanted to make him pay for one of his amorous misadventures.
Amadeo may appear the doddering happy go lucky fool, but he has gained much experience while in 'service' to Amelia. He is fully aware that the act allows him some liberties with the nobles he hobnobs with and his noble birth gives him some authority over others. But he is quickly gaining character and experience. He takes what he is doing very serious and keeps up the act to accomplish what is necessary.
Amadeo is a handsome young man in his early 20's. He is dressed in fine garish clothing. Rapier at his side, lyre at his back. Dashing and regal and charming. Tall and lean with piercing green eyes peering out from below his brown locks.
Mother: Francesca Father: Salvatore Brother 1: Gabrielle Brother 2: Matteo Sister: Sofia Nanny: Anna Groundskeeper: serge Mysterious woman: Amelia Clerk/emissary: Marco Guard: Carlo

Current Location

Aleksandrovka

Species

Human

Ethnicity

Friaziny

Age

22

Gender

male

Eyes

Green

Hair

Brown

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Olive

Height

6 feet

Weight

175 lbs.

Belief/Deity

Ecumenical Faith (Gaalite)