Abrams (Deadlock)

Gender: Male
Species: Ixian
Age: 40-50s
Height: 2.16 meters or 7.08 feet
Skin: Light blue
Eyes: Black sclera, red iris, black pupil
Hair: Short, black
Body: Large, bulky, muscular
Other: glasses, medium blue horns with the left one being broken

Attire: Dark blue trench coat, suspenders, whiskey pouch, white shirt, purple tie, dress pants, brown shoes, cuffs on his left wrist for the Tome

Likes: Whisky, the bar Jezebels
Hates: The Tome

"It's gonna be a long day, isn't it?"

"No one's taking this book from me."

"One day, I'm gonna die. But it ain't gonna be today."

"I can take whatever they throw at me."

"If they're smart, they'll stay out of my way."

"No one's stopping me."

"Don't worry, I'm on the case."

Weapons: Spreadshot revolver, The Tome as it tries to escape
Powers: Massively increased durability and strength

Hard hitting, hard headed, and hard drinking; Detective Abrams has been a fixture on the New York investigating scene for years. From stolen art, to missing persons, to ritual murders; Abrams didn't just take any case that came across his desk... he solved them.

But his days of following cheating spouses came to an end the day he opened his office door and found The Tome sitting on his desk.

No instruction was left for him save for a brief note scrawled in onyx blood that read "Don't let them have it". Abrams hasn't figured where the thing came from; but seeing as his home has been broken into, his office tossed on 3 different occasions, and his car firebombed he has a vested interest in figuring out what the hell is going on.