Drew Tyson

Quartermaster of the Chicago Cell


Speaks with an Australian accent.
His soft mahogany skin is deeply furrowed with the lines that come with age.
The tight curls on his head have long since lost the lustrous black depths they must have once possessed and are now all but replaced by grey.
Even his small but well kept beard and moustache betray his age, his conversations are often interrupted by a wet hacking cough.

He moves with a surprising grace and elegance for his age, the simple dark polo shirt and straight-cut jeans showing him to still be in good shape.


Drew Tyson

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