A young man. Young, but ruthless.



“Strong. Smart. Adaptable. Some day he could run this fucking gutter.” – A one-time employer after paying a pre-teen Polly for discretely retrieving a large, blood splattered debt.


Polly grew up on the streets, since before he can remember. He got by doing a bit of this and a bit of that for various employers. The streets are a tough mother and violence might not be his first nature, but it’s a close runner up.

Polly’s has experience as a street mechanic, street medic, enforcer, debt collector, fighter, drug cook, laborer, repairman, negotiator and all-round problem solver. But like many who grew up on the streets, Polly’s greatest strength lies in making what is not his, his.


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