Friends! Everpony! It is time I told you about our... erm... what is word? Or-gu-nee-zay-shun? *Shrug* organization, and note-able members. In secret, beneath Moscow, we come together in to defend world from monsters. We are Blatnoi. Little story for you!
I was not always monster hunter, nyet. But is path that called to me. *indicates to his cutie mark* Appeared after I defeated first monster. Little holy water in spray bottle, strategy, convenient timing and a convenient placed rock and eh... Hahaha, ah nu cheeki breeki iv damke! Year after my mark appear, I was 21 when I had revelation: I knew monsters would lurk in shadows, where no pony would expect, some hiding long forgotten, waiting for next wayward victim. Had to be stopped, stunted, wiped from face of earth. These beings I could sense ruled by evil within... they would kill and kill again, or spread pain and suffering. I could not allow, but could not do alone. But! Not as simple as make posters and raise army, no. Raises suspicion, makes target. Special ponies needed for skills and passions, among other things, and base had to be hidden away from prying eyes, and with the Tsar's blessing, in secret, catacombs became heart of new network of monster seekers, and hunters like myself. But to combat monsters, we need thinkers, healers for ponies that became these beasts against their will - that evil does not rule over. Not all monsters are evil. Not all must be vanquished, nyet. Medicine, cures for lycanism for wolf-ponies, and cures to vampirism for... well, easy guess. Those that are evil... Plenty helping hooves from any that fight for revenge.
Evil has new names to fear...