“I never understood the term ‘bullseye’. Bulls are easy. They often just stand there.”
Rocco’s skill with the crossbow (and recurved bow, and throwing knives, and even rocks) allowed him to survive when so many others fell in the initial wave of orcish zombies. Growing up in a mummer’s troupe, he discovered the joy of archery and knife-throwing at an early age, and demonstrated incredible natural aptitude for both. He regrets the Green Horde and black plague, though it has given him plenty of opportunity for practice. He often dreams of one day taking ‘the most perfect shot in all history’, though he’s somewhat vague as to its definition.