@thepuzzler: I would. That said don't stick with it if you don't like the first episode or two. That style of humor isn't for everyone so if it isn't for you, don't torture yourself if you don't think its funny!
The scourge of LA. A merciless mercenary in a skull mask. Talvaran had struck fear into the underworld in a way few before him could boast. Fear that drove mob bosses and gang leaders to reach out to Ivana Strigidae, who was rumored to have a score to settle with their masked killer.
Together with Arrachtach she studied the scenes of his crimes against criminality. Arrachtach assembled a psych profile and modus operandi while Ivana committed his scent to memory and meditated on the pattern of wounds he left behind. A strike, like so. Two footprints in a pool of dried blood that matched the lost Crane style of the Lingyin temple. It was perfect. The angle of three rib fractures on a defeated bodyguard.
It created a pattern and that pattern was his eclectic collection of styles. Obsessed, Ivana committed each movement to memory and meditated on them until she could watch the fights play out in her minds eye.
Arrachtach monitored the communications of their so called 'allies' in the mob bosses until he discovered the location of one of their meetings. Convinced that Talvaran would not miss an opportunity to strike down a half dozen of them in one stroke Arrachtach also leaked the location of the meeting, to be certain Talvaran would have the opportunity before him if he so desired it.
It was there in the vast mansion of one such gang boss that Ivana waited. Having teleported directly into a crawl space within the rafters to avoid any chance of detection she waited to see if Talvaran would strike.