Hey. My name's Roland. Roland Lovewell.
Let's get one thing straight - I have no clue how I ended up in this godforsaken city. I just woke up in an alley with a ten-dollar-bill in my pocket. Excuse me if I steal an apple, but I'd prefer if I didn't die of starvation. Gotham's pretty cool in it's own sense, I guess. The people here don't really stand for much shit. Where I'm living is rocky but hey, where else am I gonna get by? I've got some training under my belt, that's all I remember. A guy called 'Ronan.' So I'll give this vigilante thing a shot. Not like there's a sign-up sheet. Hell, anyone can be a vigilante in this city. So that's me. Don't be a jerk and we'll get along fine.
-Roland
















