Hello, my real name is Zander, and I started playing RPGs 8 years ago, and I am just restarting after a one year hiatus. I am new to shadowrun, though I have been enjoying shadowrun novels for a half dozen years.
And yes, I did copy paste my intro from your other game.
Nicholas Gats Miralda
Nicholas was born in 2015. As of this year of 2070, he is 55 years old, and has seen MANY things. He has met many people. But let us start at the begining. Nicholas dropped out of school when he was 16, conviced that so much interesting stuff was happening in the world that anything he learn in school would be completely irrelavent in the next 5 years. So he traveled the newly combined states and canada till he was 18, then enrolled in the army right away. Physically fit, gutsy, and charming, the young Nicholas quickly moved up the ranks to private, first class, and was a Corperal by the time he finished his second three year term, is 2039. Before signing up for another, he decided to take some time off and see more of the country he had been risking his life for. It was on februairy seventh, 2039 that Nicholas found himself in Seattle, during what would latter be known as the Night of Rage. Nicholas always had the strong beleif that it mattered not what creed or meta-type one was, we were all people, and differences were illusionairy. Nick is a man who would die living by that belief. DUring the Night of Rage Nick did everything in his power to insure the safty of the trolls and orks, even though he was human, even agiesnt the riotous mobs.
Every person, no matter how great or how small, at some point in thier life, has had a defining moment. That is to say the culmination of thier character into a single point in time that shows their true color. Unfortunately for Corperal Nicholas Gats Miralda, his defining moment was almost his last. (sorry Kiedo, couldn't help myself).
Nick lost his arm that night, and had his chest turned into a pulp. He will never tell the story of how it happend. but it is a good tale, and it deserves to be told.
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As a last resort, Nick, and a group of mostly orks, with a few trolls scattered amoung, had "commendeered" a boat and was doing their best to make a get away. As they pulled out from the dock, a mob caught sight of them, and decided to cut off their escape. already to far to jump onto the boat, some clown in the mob had a grenade and a good throwing arm. Fish in a barrel. He threw it and it in the dim light it was perfectly clear that it was going to land cleanly into the boat. So Nick, standing at the back of the boat, leaped as far as he could and made what was both the luckiest and unluckiest catch of his life. In mid air he manged to intercept the grenage, catching it in his right hand. THen he went down, into the water, at the whim of gravity. It was a cheap grenade, and years old. thats why he didn't die. all that happened what his right arm was blown off, his chest was crushed virtually beyound a hope, and he was sinking. The mob saw, and was shamed. They did not pursue the escapees further. a brave ork clung to a lifesaver and dragged Nickolas out. By all rights he should have died, but Nicholas held onto life. On the the orks on the boat was remarkably wealthy, and grateful. He payed for the cybertorso and cyberarm, both SOTA at the time, which saved Nick's life and allowed him to continue in the army. That same ork latter became a key figure in the devlopment of the Ork Underground, and the two became fast friends. Nick has always been welcome in thte Ork Underground, though young orks don't remember why any more, but he is still a respected figure, rememered for doing... something... remarkable during the Night of Rage
After that Nick served three more terms, quickly reaching the rank of Sergeant, First Class. Sargent Miralda then worked as a drill sergeant, untill the Cermak Blast, when he assinged to lead Squad into the remains of Chicago and help clean up the mess there. He won further distiction during those combats, and when the situation was more secure he did a few more years of of training, earning the repuatation of the best damge drill Sergeant in the camp. FOr this reason he was called from the role of Drill instructor again when the Renraku Archology went into lockdown. He was amoung the forces that cracked the Renraku Archology and amoung the first inside. He won't say a word of what happend in there, and neither shall I this time. but he lost his cyberarm, and recived a full field-commission to the rank of Major, as his arm was replaced by the army.
Now, lets turn back the clock a bit. Dunkelzahn was Miralda's personal hero. The only time Miralda got truely shitfaced was when he heard of Dunkelzahn's death. He has never drank since.
After the Archology was liberated Maj. Miralda was assigned to be a Zoney, and did remarkably well, earning himself a permotion to Lieutenant Colonel. Unfortunatly, this brought him under the command of pretty much the one and only man who resented Miralda. The Colonel that Miralda served under resent Miralda rapid rise through the ranks, resented his feild commision. Resented that everyone seemed to naturally like Miralda and resented that he sorta liked Miralda as well. Miralda still fared well, earning himself a reputation for his nonleathal methods in apprehending smugglers and the like.
When the crash of '64 came Miralda's SIN was earased. The Colonel took advantage of this to try to have Miralda arrested for impersinating an officer. However certain people, those sent to arrest him, happened to let Miralda escape, as they knew that he wasn't, impersonating and offer, and also because they really liked him, most people did.
SINless, Miralda heading to Seattle, got intouch with his Ork chummer, and tried to build a new life...
Miralda is a tall man, well past his best years. The stress of leaving the army, which he was in for 37 years, took a grave tool on him. Miralda's hair is almost completely grey, and his face is weatherbeaten. But the lines on said face are from smiling, not from frowning. he has a slight stubble as often as he is cleanshaven, and has a ready laugh and deep brown eyes. he still has the build of a soldier, even if most of the muscle and fittness has left him.
Edit: I was actually still working on this when Konsaki posted. Well, Miralda doesn't drink but he does love listening to stories. He goes to bars sometimes, sipping water and pretending its vodka. (he knows many bartenders so they don't mind to much. He tips well, for water, and tends to draw a bigger crowd, rithout making things rouwdy.