black, fairly short, with salt&pepper beard
Northern Louisiana, near the Arkansas and Texas borders.
Pavel’s father was a werewolf. Pavel was lucky enough to be born human,
with only a deep sense for the supernatural. His Garou genes give him a close
association with that breed, although he would rather keep his distance. He also
has mild telepathic ability, basically enough to give him a sense of when his
mind is being looked at; he can sense someone reading his aura, but rarely knows
more than that. If he concentrates very hard, he is able to send brief messages
to the mind of someone he knows very well; however, such an effort is extremely
taxing for Pavel.
Born in the USSR before the political upheaval that split it asunder,
Pavel is a true product of a communist society: disgruntled, in need of money,
and willing to work for whoever gives him what he needs. In his youth, he was an
accomplished pickpocket in Leningrad, until he was caught picking the pocket of
a KGB operative. The KGB man took him to the local headquarters, where he was
recruited after a brief demonstration of his skill; he picked his way out of his
holding cell to confront the officer on duty. He spent several years working for
the KGB as a security expert, putting his natural flair for electronics to use.
He enjoyed his work there, until one day his parents were killed and his house
destroyed in an “accidental” fire. Unsatisfied by the official reports, he
worked his way into the KGB’s files and discovered that his family was
murdered because it was thought that Pavel had allowed them access to
confidential information. Pavel was both dismayed and frightened to learn this,
and left one night, and has been running from the KGB since. Using his
considerable expertise against his opponents, Pavel was able to elude his former
comrades until he met Jaren. Their meeting was a bit inauspicious, as it
occurred while Jaren was attempting to break into Pavel’s current hideaway,
but the two quickly formed a working relationship that eventually developed into
a close friendship.
Pavel currently lives with Jaren in Jaren’s subterranean home in
Northern Lousiana, thinking up new security devices and tending bar at Zee’s
Bar in New Orleans (assuming, of course, that New Orleans is indeed where
that bar "exists"...one is never sure of that place's location...).
He drives a souped-up Audi, equipped with several of his own anti-theft devices.
Pavel craves respect, desiring it from his friends
and patrons alike, and attempts to gain it from everyone he meets. He is,
however, easily angered, and is likely to go into a deep funk if upset. He
considers any unsolicited psychic monitoring to be a grave breach of privacy,
and will confront anyone on this point. This is likely to get him in trouble one
day, although his wits have kept him safe until now. He is also a very
sympathetic creature, fulfilling all the traditional duties of a bartender, both
mixology and psychology.
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