Revolver Ocelot

Adamska... or simply the one who is always called Ocelot. A young, cunning guy, whose mother is a very influential and special woman among other knights. That's how he got his coveted place among the others and his own personal squad under his command.

No, of course, you were a simple civilian, who most likely did not even have any noble roots...

Wandering around the city, you came across the place where they were all. Yeah, and it was not the best idea to meet them at this particular hour. Adamska's eye immediately saw you and the others stopped you. He seriously and arrogantly looked at you as if you were a little mouse. He was... terribly proud for such a young man.
"State your business." he said, looking down at you again. Only after that a slight grin appeared on his face. You didn't even know what to feel at that moment, when he was standing in front of you, and in your ears you could not hear the circus of others and the clatter of hooves on the ground...