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Chastnyy Bez Nazvaniya
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    stable but troubled
  3. Morale
    very tenacious
  4. Date of birth
    1984-03-07 (35 years old)
  5. Languages
  6. Relationship
    no one loves a monster
  7. Family
    orphaned at a young age
  8. Religion
    does not believe in god


  1. Height
    188 cm
  2. Weight
    84 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    scarred face, missing ring finger on both hands
  7. Occupation


orphaned at a young age and grew up on the streets of London where i started a life of crime. i was arrested and taken to a boys home at the age of 16 and learned how to be tough and rely on myself to get the things i wanted. when i turned 18 i left London and traveled from city to city from one country to another finally settling in Russia where i fell in with the Russian mob and earned a name for myself as a petty thief and quickly moved up in the ranks to become an enforcer/collector. spent several years doing that, until the family was defeated by the Russian police. the head of the family was publicly executed along with the bosses. i was arrested but released due to lack of evidence so i smartly moved on to a different place.it was a horrible place i had to work as a day laborer and do "honest" work to earn a living. after several more years i decided to go back to Russia only to find that no one remembered who i was. i was okay with that but that meant i had to start over. once at the top of my game i was sent to chenrarus to find people that werent paying their dues to the family where i tortured men and women and children until i couldnt do it anymore. i couldnt live with who i had become, i had become the one thing all people fear the most, a monster. so i returned to Russia to relay the bad news that the people i was sent to find were gone forever and that i was done working for them. i took a savage beating and many cuts to the face leaving me horribly scarred and dis figured. they removed the ring fingers from both my hands with piano wire made into a garrote it was slow and very painful but it did the trick, they wanted me to know that no one would love me the way the family did. so i left for chenrarus to set the wrongs i did right to no avail. the people i wronged have long gone. they were swept away with the tide of grey folk or zombies as chernaruns call them. now i travel from one area to another to find like minded people, helping those who need and deserve it, killing those who dont


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