Andrew Kellerman

Overview
Full biography found here. 

Appearance
Hair: Dark

Skin: Pale

Eyes: Blue

Height: 6'0

Weight: 188 lbs

Noticeable Features: if you're not looking at the myriad of tattoos on his arms and chest, you're probably looking at the uncomfortable smile with the two sharp teeth...and the complete lack of humanity in the man's eyes. He's got a few scars around his body, but usually they're kept under cover of clothing.

Personality
Andrew Kellerman is...about as bad as they come. He's sadistic, violent, greedy...and headstrong to boot. He answers to no one and nothing, going where he pleases despite any rule that states otherwise...and he has a particularly strong aversion to being told what to do.

He's a fan of the classics when it comes to music, with a particular fetish for Sinatra.

Abilities
Dominic has been killing for longer than you've been alive...probably. And he's fucking good at it. He started out as an enforcer back in the old days, way back when you could cut a guy's tongue out without having to hear about it for the rest of your fuckin' life.

He can drive, he can shoot, he can fight and God damn...can he fucking torture...

History
Kellerman was born in South Africa a looong fuckin' time ago, longer than he gives a shit about, but most importantly, he ended up in North America, specifically New York, specifically Manhattan, specifically Hell's Kitchen. Being a South African amidst a bunch of filthy bog trottin' Irish sons o' bitches, he very quickly grew to distrust anything other than his immediate family.

He grew up quick in those days, doing dirty work for anyone who would pay him. He never settled down, never picked a gang to side with. Money, power, guns, women...he had it all growing up...and then he picked up the job on that rat bastard from Queens…

A fella wasn't paying rent, a fella needed his arms broken, Andrew was more than happy to crack the bones...until he met the guy. Pale as fucking milk and meaner than sin, this bastard beat him to an inch of his life...a vampire. And a vampire who Changed him against his will. What was the first thing he did when he was officially undead? Killed his sire...since then, the vampire has stayed around New York, accepting contracts on those that don't want to get the permission of a clan leader to have someone taken out...or have someone taken out who does have permission.

Now he does what he used to do, all that's changed is the names and the faces of the leaders of each gang. One hundred and nineteen years old...hell, he didn't think he'd make it to thirty...