A large, brutish man, he is warlike both by his Scottish blood and the blood of the Brujah clan. He is a quiet man, though if one looks close enough, there is a thin scar across his throat, perhaps signifying that his silence is unnatural. The scar on the right side of his face is just as significant a feature as his size, the eyepatch that is bolted in place covering an unknown injury.
Having only stopped in the club for a little while to rest his old bones, he stumbled across a old ally and Prince that invoked feelings in him that he had never felt in his long life. Following those feelings, he has made himself a fixture in the place, deciding to stay with the woman as long as she�ll have him.