Aleksandr Anatoljevic Belgorov
A large muscular man pushing forty, with a full beard and unruly black hair.
Slightly slanted blue eyes.
Mixed Caucasian - central Asian descent.
Scars from various fights.
Appears 'unhewn' but tidy. Prefers woodsman's clothing, or turtleneck and jacket while in civilization. Rarely does he don a suit - though the contrast between his bulk and a cultured attire makes him stand out.
While schooled in English, amongst other languages, he has a marked Russian accent.
Positively friendly and social, though direct. Self-assured, energetic, pro-active. Loves life with its highs and lows. His coat of civilization is very thin, though, and adopted and cast off at will. While he has a personal sense of honor, consisting mainly of loyalty, keeping his word and taking responsibility for his actions, he will take whatever action he deems necessary, disregarding mercy and other such trappings if necessary.
Aleksandr is very passionate for the cause of a Motherland for Gaia's children, and surprisingly open-minded when it comes to dealing with other supernaturals.
His emotions are large and fierce; when he loves, he does so with all his being, when he hates, it's not a little thing either.
Hearty cuisine (meat, potatoes). Practical things, especially when they are well made. Interesting spirits, whether for discussions, tests of mettle or affairs. Honest laborious down-to-earth people.
Dislikes: Decadence, wastefulness, stupidity, parasites of all kinds.
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