This caught my eye. If you don't mind me joining in....
Name: Adamaska Stalichniya
Appearance: Photo-shy, but 6'3",
Caucasian with almost pink-toned skin and bright sandy hair. Van Dyke beard. Barrel chest. Strong hands.
Personality: Silent type, except when needed to answer. Prefers to keep friends close and enemies closer.
Occupation: Alcohol smuggler for Cleveland's patrons. (City of Cleveland has enacted Prohibition laws on account of the policies of the newly elected Mayor)
Weapon(s): Cane with a small button at the top that when depressed shoots out a very sharp sword through the base; sawn-off shotgun (only used in emergencies when he wants to get messy)
Vehicle: No vehicle. A previous President 20 years ago restructured the American automobile industry. 10 years ago, the City of Cleveland made driving capabilities a reserve for only the police department. All in all, nothing but two good feet can get you anywhere in life.
Bio: Adamaska is a native of St. Petersburg, Russia Federation, born in the aftermath of a disgraced Communist regime that still lingers in the breadth of that era. He emigrated to the United States to get away from the Russian mafia that had when he was younger banded with some terrible Mythic creatures and had murdered his relatives. He was alarmed at first at the presence of the creatures in the States, but through time and passage of laws a truce was made between humans and mythics and Adamaska came to appreciate the connection.
He joined the Mythic Squad which had a main small group in Detroit and outlying influences in Milwaukee, Chicago and Cleveland. He hated Detroit, because of long-standing reasons, and chose to live in Cleveland yet still keep a good tie to the Squad. The dreadful incident with the Werewolf had alarmed him, however; and it was enough to get Adamaska from stopping peddling illegal booze from New York and Pennsylvania into the city. He heard a meeting was taking place, and he had no fast transportation to get there, except a speedboat that could reach the former Ford city in less than a hour.
Currently: With my reserve money, I buy a hotdog. Foul tasting shit, but Zell eats it right up. Then he, Selphie and I talk with his mother