Vandal Voss

Voss couldn't tell you when he first became.... himself.

The first decade or so was a blur; frantic hiding and scrambling, gleaning what information he could by eavesdropping on  other denizens of the night. But by the turn of the second, he'd become fairly adept at navigating the darkness of the city, building amicable relations with those in the underground and establishing himself as a non-threat to the community at large.

Voss built up a positive reputation with the local homeless, using them both as a source of food and camouflage. He has maintained a symbiotic relationship, providing those in his circle with food, blankets, and other necessities he swipes.

He has since wandered freely, keeping out of the way while watching the goings-on. Little has been accomplished in decades, beyond the honing of his senses and skills. Rarely does he involve himself in anything, unless requested or pressured by those he cannot refuse.