Adrian Marzen
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                              ███████ ██ ██ тhis ɨs ωho ɨ αm...
                              αs ɣou ¢an ѕee, Adrian Marzen ɨs мy ηame.
                              вut ʀather тhan Adrian, ¢all мe just call me Adrian.
                              ʝust ɨn ¢ase ɣou ¢an't тell, ɨ'm α Man
                              ωho ɨs Twenty-three ɣears σld.
                              мy ρack ɨs Bane ѕo ɢet σver ɨt.
                              ℓast вut ηot ℓeast, ɨ'm тhe Scout.

                              ███████ ██ ██ тhese αre мy ɨnterests...
                              ɨf ɨ ¢an't нave мore σf тhese...
                              ___ The Bane pack
                              ___ His son
                              ___ Running
                              тhen ɨ ωill нurt ɣou.

                              ɨf ɣou ɢive мe мore σf тhese...
                              ___ Getting dirty
                              ___ His hut
                              ___ Killing things
                              тhen ɨ ωill ¢ut ɣou.

                              ɨf ɣou вring мe ηear αny σf тhese...
                              ___ Seeing his son again
                              ___ People around him dying
                              ___ Fires
                              тhen ɨ ωill кill ɣou.


                              ███████ ██ ██ αnd тhis ɨs мy ѕtory...
                              α ℓittle вackground ηoise...
                              I grew up in the village like most everyone else in the Bane Pack. My life there would be fine to say the least. My father had a good business going with buying and selling merchandise from other villages. He was gone most of the time, which left me with my mother. She was a human, but my father loved her anyways. For two people that got married off, they seemed to care about each other a lot.

                              When I turned nineteen I was supposed to be married off to a girl. I suppose she was nice enough girl. Pretty, but the thought of being tied down wasn't appealing to me. What was worse was the fact was that they were planning my own future and I had no say in it. I was irresponsible. Being married with children and running my father's business wasn't appealing to me. It wasn't in my plan for life. We were married in the fall. I guess that the wedding was nice enough. Everyone came to it, and I played the role of a happy husband. She certainty liked me enough.

                              Just because I didn't like her, didn't mean I didn't do things with her. In a few short months she was pregnant. She was happy. I stayed a little longer than that, but I had already hated being married with her. This just seemed to be the last straw. During her sixth month of pregnancy I left the village in search of the Bane Pack. Over the past few years I have been living with them. The few times I've gone back to the pack I have only seen my wife and the baby one other time. A boy. After that I try to stay out of the village as much as possible.

                              αnd ωhatever єlse...
                              ___He has commitment issues


                              ███████ ██ ██ α ℓittle єxtra...
                              мy тheme ѕong ɨs Little Lion Man ωhether ɣou ℓike ɨt σr ηot.
                              мy мaster ɨs Kick Off Your Stilettos