Connor Kenway

Name: Connor Kenway (Also known as Ratonhnhaké:ton, moved from the US)

Occupation: Bartender

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Class: Mortal

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 208 pounds

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Connor is of mixed ancestry: his mother is Kaniehti:io, a Native American, and his father is an Englishman named Haytham Kenway. Connor's stature is imposing, his muscles well defined and a height that can be sometimes intimidating. His shoulders are broad and give way to a well-built figure with caramel skin, due to his heritage. Connor has high cheekbones and a defined jaw, and his eyes are a deep amber, with gold flecks surrounding the iris. He has a deep voice with a slight accent. His raven hair reflects a deep chestnut color in the light, and hangs to his jaw in length. Connor usually keeps it back in a ponytail, save for a solitary short braid hanging at his temple. Due to his bartending career, Connor often dresses in a white button down shirt with a crisp black blazer, dark denim jeans, and black vans. He always wears a short bear-claw necklace he inherited from his mother, but he keeps it tucked under his shirt and away from view.

Relations:
Kaniehti:io- Mother, deceased
Haytham Kenway- Father, alive

Personality:
When you first meet him, Connor seems like a stoic and quiet person. He seems to keep to himself, and not talk all that much. However, when he starts to open up to you, you see a completely new side of him. He is your standard young male adult; Connor is sarcastic and witty, his tongue as sharp as a blade. He has a harsh sense of humor, and won't hesitate to get under your skin just to see what your retort is. Connor can be quite flirtatious, but his intentions usually aren't bad. Though his words may sometimes suggest otherwise, he cares deeply for his friends and would be willing to risk everything for them. If someone he cares for is in need, he would do anything he can to aid them. He can also be cocky and arrogant in certain scenarios, and under pressure, he often makes brash and risky decisions. Under the influence of alcohol, Connor takes on a whole new personality. He speaks very openly, just blurting out whatever pops into his head. If he sees something he likes, he'll do anything to make sure he gets it.

Sexuality:
Connor is straight. While some believe him to be inexperienced, Connor has had times where he was stressed and resorted to certain solutions, but he's never been in anything serious.

Preferences:
Connor prefers being the dominant one, but he also likes a girl who can speak her mind and has dignity. He's attracted to most girls, not really sticking to a "type".

Likes:
-Books
-Rare steak
-Laughing
-New shoes
-Chocolate covered pretzels
-Dogs

Dislikes:
-Obnoxious people
-Posh people
-The smell of gasoline
-Dirty places
-Onions
-Cats

Back story:
History:
Kaniehti:io (Connor's mom), also known as Ziio, grew up in a Mohawk Native American Reserve, but she moved to New York City for opportunity when she was 23. She landed a job at a museum, where she spoke of her native language and culture. Many people were interested in her culture and lifestyle, and so she got paid fairly well at the museum. One particular guest, an Englishman named Haytham Kenway, was rather taken to her exotic looks and visited frequently. Soon enough, they started talking, and that blossomed into a bigger relationship. As much as Ziio liked Haytham, she could tell he was always focused on something bigger than her. When she confronted him about this, he brushed it off, but Ziio saw right through him. Haytham saw his work was more significant than any romantic encounters he could have. He was always traveling, and hardly ever with Ziio because of it. Nevertheless, the couple stayed together until Ziio got pregnant. She sternly suggested they part ways, for she wanted either a supportive father for her child, or none at all. Haytham was hurt and reluctant, but in the end, he obeyed her wishes. Ziio soon had her child, and named him Connor Kenway, giving him Haytham's surname.

Ziio raised Connor by herself, keeping her job at the museum. She taught him her native tongue as well as English, and called him Ratonhnhaké:ton, his native name. However, she introduced him to others as Connor, simply because it was easier for them to pronounce. Connor was very attached to his mother, who taught him about Mohawk traditions and customs, while still living an American lifestyle.They lead a relatively peaceful life for about 13 years, until there was a shooting at the museum one day. Ziio was fatally wounded, and didn't survive. Connor was sent to live with his dad, Haytham, who currently resided in a city across seas: Ōmoi Ame.

Saying that they didn't get along was an understatement. Connor immediately disliked his father for leaving his mom. He disliked Haytham's snobby English accent and posh ways, and his ridiculous taste for materialistic things. Connor had grown up in a life completely different: one that enjoyed the little things in life, and believed in family. Haytham was always distant with Connor, and rarely home. He never really offered a chance to get to know his own son. Needless to say, Connor grew up as a rebel in his teens. He was always sneaking out late, and would often go days without coming home. Despite his behavior, Haytham could hardly blame him for being so rebellious, and therefore didn't really know what to do in certain situations. When Connor was 16, he got arrested for being intoxicated and starting a fight. As much as Haytham wanted to yell at the kid for being such a fool, all he did was bring him home. Guilt had washed over Haytham, for he knew that his terrible parenting and lack of presence had brought this upon Connor.

Slowly, their relationship of father and son came to be somewhat acceptable, but Connor still moved out the day he turned 18. At this point, he grew out of his rebellious phase, though he still got himself in trouble time to time. He moved from job to job, being a car mechanic for a few months, then going to work at the grocery store the next. He never really had a passion for what he did, until he stumbled upon bartending when he was 21. It was cool, required skill, and definitely got him the attention of the ladies (which was always a welcome thing). For the past year, he had held a solid position at the downtown bar, just glad he could pay the rent of his apartment every month.