"Me? You want to know about me? I used to put people in the ground. Afghanistan, Grozny, wherever they needed to send me. Then they forced me to retire, and I had to go sell shitty French cars. It'd drive anyone mad. Wouldn't you go where you're treated best? Anyway, pour me a double, put a splash of sprite, and open me a tab with that whore again.”
Nikolai 'Kolya' Eljanov
Nikolai 'Kolya' Eljanov
Name: Nikolai Eljanov
Stalker Rank: Experienced
Faction: Loners
Alias: 'Kolya'
DOB: ~1965
POB: Rostov-on-Don
Height: 6”
Weight: 185lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Previous Occupation: Sergeant Major, Soviet/Russian Armed Forces (VDV) and Peugeot Sales Manager, Kiev.
Stalker Rank: Experienced
Faction: Loners
Alias: 'Kolya'
DOB: ~1965
POB: Rostov-on-Don
Height: 6”
Weight: 185lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Previous Occupation: Sergeant Major, Soviet/Russian Armed Forces (VDV) and Peugeot Sales Manager, Kiev.
[Family]:
[Sister] -- Naya Balka -- Alive
[Niece] -- Yasha Balka -- Alive
[Nephew] -- Mikhail Balka -- Alive
[Sister] -- Naya Balka -- Alive
[Niece] -- Yasha Balka -- Alive
[Nephew] -- Mikhail Balka -- Alive
[Languages]:
Russian -- Native
Ukrainian -- Can Understand
English -- Functional
Russian -- Native
Ukrainian -- Can Understand
English -- Functional
[Archetype]:
[Cursed Wanderer]
"Let's go where the booze is cheap, the women are plentiful, and the guns are near. Death is quick, so I have to live quicker."
[Relations:]
| Romantic | Close Friend | Friend | Liked | Neutral | Distrust | Disliked | Hated |
Stepan Balka *DECEASED* --- "I never liked you. I thought my sister was worth more and I ended up getting stuck with you. I tell everyone that it was such a 'tragedy' how you died... but in reality, it was like a burden lifted off my shoulders. Always looked so smug-- happy and content with the life you never contributed to, never were able to justify having. "
Naya Balka --- "Fuck, I thought I was cold. But, I guess you learned from me, sis. You left your son back home-- and for what? This place isn't for you. This place is for people like me. Ironically, you're going to get yourself and probably your son killed. Whatever. Everyone just has to follow in my footsteps in this family, I guess."
Mikhail Balka ---"Kid, I know our family is fucked up. I know you want to follow your mother here. But you don't belong here. You're going to end up getting killed. Naya, I am not watching the little shit for you."
Yasha Balka --- "Honestly, you're just caught up in all this bullshit. I kind of feel bad for you, Yasha. We never really interacted much, I think your mother was trying to at least keep someone decent in our blood line. I really hope I don't see you out here too."
Last edited:
