Merill Olsen
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Appearance: Olsen is every bit the wild man, only vaguely spruced up for city living. Over six feet tall and 250 pounds, he sports a huge blond beard and a fascinating variety of tattoos. These nights he most often works in prisons on riot control or in bars as a bouncer, and he has become something of a local fixture.
Behavior: The entire world is out to screw you, and you've got proof. You like the college kids; they're too dumb to know what they've gotten themselves into and as such you see them more or less as pets. People often assume you're stupid because of your size, but that's all right - you often assume people are breakable because of their size. You're right more often than they are, in the end.
History: A colonial trapper and hunter, Olsen came to Canada in the heady days of the French and Indian War. Markedly apolitical, he was shot while crossing English lines and was severely wounded. Though Olsen escaped the British pickets, he would have soon bled to death had he not been Embraced by a French Gangrel who'd been watching him and who mistakenly assumed he'd switch allegiances. Ornery even in death, Olsen accidentally killed his sire in the struggle that ensued when she pushed the issue of his allegiance too far; he's carried that guilt with him for centuries.
Olsen survived as a trapper for as long as he could, following the frontier west. He kept a soft spot in his heart for where he'd been Embraced, however - taking pride in his sire's triumphs and feeling her tragedies. When the capital-ship was taken away from her, he felt it keenly, and when trapping was no longer an option, it was Kingston that he decided to call home.
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