Being born in the blocks, you aren't really given much of choice in what type of person you wished to be. If you grew up in the west wing of the appartments, you more than likely where going to be a takistani or a migrante. If you grew up in the north wing, you were either Russian or joined a mob and being a Chernarussian...you more than likely would become part of a local gang. Josef and his family didn't have that much of a choice. Being that the Masenik family was no different. The name is a well known name as "Traitors" to a lot of people, Russian and Chernarussians alike. One being a coward that surrendered before a fight...and another a traitor to the state. But others remembered the honor the name Carried, a name of traditions and values for a forgotten time in Chernarussian history. A name that was respected for one of hope and love only to be twisted and molded into "Traitor" as time set into stone.
But for Josef, being a Masenik was more than tales, folk lore or displeasure...but one of a forgotten honor. Unlike his brother, he wished to recover that lost honor. He didn't want recover a culture but rather save one that was being lost, remind all of what they where through reason and duty, not violence and force. The knights honor way rather than one through intimidation and clever words. He wished to bring his country back not through their actions, but their memory.
But this does not mean that Josef disrespected his brothers views, he just saw it from another point of view. One should recover their honor through the system, not outside it.....and this was something it took him a while to learn. A long time ago, when Josef was around about 23 he was like his brother in many ways. Hotheaded, rash, traditional and very loyal to what it meant to be chernarussian, what it meant to be a Liska. One does not join the Liska lightly as the statement goes: "Blood in, Blood out". There was no easy way out. This did not change for a long time, until the civil war... (WIP, tired and CBA to finish atm)