[b]Name:[/b] Clifford Briley
[b]Age:[/b] 34
[b]Human or Werewolf?[/b] Human

[b]Appearance:[/b] Clifford stands at 6'2 with a muscular body frame. Caucasian, pale blue eyes, waxed bald head, truly unremarkable in most natural aesthetic prospects. That, however, is a failed case given the obscene amount of damage his entire body has suffered. Most notable is his face, riddled with scars and bruises, and literally torn open from a blast injury, leaving a gaping hole. He wears a prosthetic hook over his left hand, which he lost to a werewolf years ago. And a much more debilitating injury has left him in a clunky head brace. As far as his attire goes, he wears an average white T-shirt and dark blue work trousers, a black rubber glove and a pair of black rubber boots, and a black apron issued to him by Lunie Health with a pouch for carrying all of his tools.

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[b]Personality:[/b] Clifford has become a hard-working yet distant fellow over the last few years, partway because of his injuries, and his occupational conditions. Thanks to the nasty wound on the right side of his face, which cuts into his mouth, nose, and right eye, he doesn't do much talking anymore. The werewolves of the facility don't like him, that's a given. But they know he isn't as cruel as the other employees. He doesn't go overboard when dealing with rowdy customers and he's very clean with his liver harvests. Overall, he's a silent, job-focused individual who no one seems to really know or care for.

[b]Bio/history:[/b] Clifford Briley was once a police officer in Detroit, Michigan. Even before his face got blown apart, he was a soft-spoken fellow, living alone in a sort of peaceful solitude. With the advent rising of werewolf activity however, he became much more active and professional, eventually landing himself a spot on a designated squad charged with responding to violent werewolf activity with swift aggression. Over time, he collected quite a few memorial scars and marks, none ever quite deep enough to turn him into the enemy though. He even lost his left arm when a particularly nasty target wrangled it off with her teeth. But onward he fought, with his brand new prosthetic hook-hand. He was involved in an operation to defuse a situation between a pack of werewolves and a renegade hunting gang, which ended in an explosion that cost him half his face. But Clifford refused to let that stop him and kept up with his new look.

The line had to be drawn eventually, however. Clifford was investigating reports of a brutal mauling going on in a hotel room one night. When he got there, he found nothing but a mangled, chewed up corpse on the bed. The werewolf responsible, however, had been waiting for him there. But instead of savagely attacking the officer, the werewolf lunged and pushed him out the nearby window, down several floors, and onto the roof of a truck waiting below, all before absconding into the night. And even after that, Clifford managed to make it out of the situation alive. With a permanent head brace, but alive nonetheless. His fellow officers, however, decided enough was enough. They got Clifford relieved from service and had him sent home. And the man wasn't happy about it.

A dim light shined upon Clifford some weeks later. News reports of his actions had caught the attention of some folks over at Lunie Health, and they sent a recruitment agent to visit and offer him a less physically demanding but still werewolf-oriented job - as a liver harvester and general caretaker, no less. And the pay check was all too attractive. Apprehensive at first, Clifford decided to sample a day on the job first before he made any decisions. But at the time, it didn't seem to him like he was going to get anything better in terms of an income source. The agent drove him to the Lunie Health facility and showed him around.

It's been almost four years. And Clifford is still working at the facility.

[b]Other:[/b] Clifford wears a small whiteboard hung around his neck and writes on it with a marker to communicate with others.