Assassin in Assassin's Chronicles

Sometimes when talking about the Assassin Chronicles, I tend to forget that the main character is truly a man with a problem (actually several of them). He drinks too much Scotch. He's grumpy, impatient, intolerant, dangerous, brooding. He not only has one nasty job as Assassin for a clandestine organization known as the Red Cross of Gold Order of the Poor Knights of Solomon's Temple, he also has a long title and an equally long name (that unfolds as the series goes) to bear up under. He doesn't like strawberries or kiwis and he doesn't like to think much if he can help it. Since his reclusive personality keeps him deep in the heart of Scotland and far from the Temple's HQ in sunny, southern Italy, he also has a secondary job in his dungeon-like basement where he makes gold out of base metals for the Order's financial needs. Top it all off with the fact that he is extremely old and doesn't get along very well with women. His weapon of choice is an ancient sword made of braided gold called the Golden Sword of the Cherubim. He likes things simple, but a deep, dark secret he has held for over eight centuries brings him a great deal of grief when it finally comes to light. Yes, there is blood and a bit of guts and glory in the Assassin's Chronicles, so if you see me writing about faeries and knights and mystic horses, don't forget to keep your guard up, your armor on and your helmet within reach.
I don't know if I would call the series a dark fantasy like David Dalglish's Half-Orc series, but they are not exactly light romance. There's plenty of darkness, evil and mayhem for the fans, but maybe not so much graphic blood and sex. Enough for me. I do wish my fans and readers would let me know if they want more blood and guts or sex or what. I guess they are OK with them the way they are.