Adrian Sommers

There's an old saying in Mystery; beauty may lie skin deep, but secrets lie deeper.
That's certainly true for the sleepy little town, and doubly so for it's inhabitants; if there's another thing that can be said for both, it's that life is strange.

Adrian's got a little more of the strangeness in him than most.

The product of an outsider father - a big, tough, ex-mafia man trying to settle down after a long stint in prison, and a local mother - the heiress to one of the town's more unconventional families, he's always been kind of a mixed bag.
Adrian may have gotten his father's temper (without the wisdom to control it) and his mother's heart; but the other things he has, most don't know quite where they came from, and those that do, well, they ain't telling.

On the surface, Adrian is a pretty typical young rabble-rouser; breaking into abandoned houses, jacking and racing old cars, selling unlicensed smokes, whatever he can. But anyone with a brain can see he's just acting out, looking for some way to define himself, and not to mention bored as hell with this backwater town. What'd he do to deserve being born here, anyway?

Underneath his trademark red hunting hat, he's got a long mess of very dirty blonde hair that he hasn't cut since his mother passed, and blue-grey eyes that have a tendency to see things they shouldn't. He's a little shorter than his usual partner in crime, but deceptively strong for his lean build.
He may not have the strength of a bear like his father, but you build up strength working on cars all your life.

While the high position of his father in the local Watch keeps him from the most serious consequences of his poor choices, he's far from coddled, and frequently finds himself in over his head. Between that and his family's poor reputation with the more affluent types in town, trouble's always on the horizon...

I Can See for Miles... Adrian's eyes have been weird ever since he got over a bad fever when he was 2 that threatened to leave him blind. As well as generally keen-sighted, it's not unusual for him to be able to make out things pretty clearly a mile or two off in the dark, but with the things he's seen in the forest, he doesn't look very often anymore. It's a given that he's a great spotter, but he's not bad with a shotgun or old rimfire.

Nightcrawler He's always accidentally sneaking up on people - he doesn't make much noise except when he specifically wants to.

Road to Nowhere Adrian's been driving and fixing up cars longer than he can remember. His "uncle" Jack likes to joke that he was born with a wrench in hand, and given everything else that's up with the boy, that might actually be true. He's got a great sense for engine repair and body-work, but is a slower learner when it comes to anything electrical. You can usually find him drifting junkyard Mitsubishis and Subaru's on frozen lakes, or "borrowing" his dad's tow-truck to pick up old clunkers in Anchorage.

Ready or Not Adrian's usually got a trunk full of tools in whatever he's riding in at the moment, and more than that back at the garage. He's not usually armed, but he's got his father's knack with a tire-iron or baseball bat, and keeps a zippo and a tiny can of hairspray in his dusty jacket for absolute emergencies. Those plans have been formed by experience, but he's less prepared for anything else.