Eric Graves

Race: Human (0)
Magic: Full Magician (30)
Attributes: 27 points (54)
Skills: 19 points (19)
Resources: 1,000,000 (30)
128 points

Name: Eric Graves
Street Name: Graves

Attributes
Body: 4
Quickness: 5
Strength: 3
Charisma: 4
Intelligence: 6/8
Willpower: 5
Essence: 5
Bio-Index: 8
Magic: 6 (4 without geas)

Skills
Sorcery: 5
Conjuring: 5
Aura Reading: 2
Demolitions: 5
Electronics: 4
Biotech 1
Electronics B/R 1
Pistols 1
Shotgun 1

Knowledge
Established Safehouse Locations 2
Engineering 6
Physics 2
Chemistry 2
Geology 1
Philosophy 2
Economics 2
Metahumanity 1
Magic 6
Esoteric Trivia 6

Language
English 4 R/W 2
German 2 R/W 1
Italian 2 R/W 1
Spanish 1




Spells - 25 Points
Mana Bolt – 4 (Exclusive –2)
Analyze Device - Force 4
Heal - Force 4 (Exclusive –2)
Lightning Bolt – Force 4 (Exclusive –2)
Stealth - Force 2
Armor - Force 6
Levitate - Force 3
Astral Barrier – Force 4

Geas 1 - Talisman: An onyx disc with a complex Celtic knot inlaid in gold in one side and an infinity symbol inlaid in platinum on the other.
Geas 2 - Incantation: Words of power to perform most his powerful magics

Edges & Flaws
Common-Mild Allergy (-3): plastic
Dependents (-3): Wife, son, daughter, mother

Astral Chameleon (2):
Focused Concentration (2)


Purchases
Cerebal Booster II - Bio-Index: .8 Cost: 110,000
+2 INT, +2 Task Pool For INT Based Skills
Mnemonic Enhancer III - Bio-Index: .6 Cost: 45,000
+3 Dice to Language Tests, -1 TN When Defaulting From Knowledge To INT, +1 Die to all Knowledge Tests, -1 Karma To Learn/Improve Skills
Encephalon II - Beta Grade - Essence Loss: .9 Cost: 460,000
+2 Dice Task Pool For INT Based Skills, +2 Hacking Pool, +2 to INT When Learning New Skills
Data Jack - Delta - Essence Loss: .1 Cost: 8,000
623,000
Cougar Fine Blade, Long - Cost: 1,500
Savalette Guardian - Cost: 900
Spare Clips X5 - Cost: 25
Silencer - Cost: 500
Quickdraw Tactical Holster - Cost: 100
Quickdraw Conc. Holster - Cost: 150
100 standard Savalette Rounds - Cost: 200
Franchi SPAS-22 - Cost: 1,000
30 Bola Rounds - Cost: 300
50 Standard Rounds - Cost: 100
Demolitions Kit - Cost: 500
Electronics Kit - Cost: 1500
4 Months Middle Lifestyle - Cost: 20,000
Table Top Computer w/ 100mp - Cost: 100
Binoculars - Cost: 100
Flashlight, Pocket X5 - Cost: 25
27,000
Rating 10 Library (Sorcery) – Cost 100,000
Rating 10 Library (Conjuring) – Cost 100,000
Enchanting Kit – Cost 10,000

Conjuring Materials
- Force 6 Earth X2 Cost 12,000
- Force 6 Fire Cost 6000
- Force 6 Water Cost 6000
- Force 6 Air Cost 6000

890,000
CASH FOR “FORT” = 110,000

128 build points
5 Orc
60 Attributes
30 Tech
33 skills
+9 edges
-9 flaws
0 points left

Name: John Locke
Race: Ork
Age: 23
Height: 192cm
Weight: 97Kg

Body:11(15)
Strength:9(12)
Quickness:7(10)
Intelligence:5
Charisma:2
Willpower:4
Essence:0.07
Essence Index:3.07
BioIndex:2.8
Reaction:7(9)
Initiative:7+3d6(9+5d6)
Combat Pool:9d6
Karma: 8
Karma Pool: 1
Unspent Karma: 0

Assault Rifles: 6
Unarmed Combat/Cyberspurs: 5/7
Athletics: 6
Stealth: 6
etiquette/Corporate: 2/4
Electronics: 4
Assault Rifle B/R: 1

English (R/W): 4 (2)
Japanese (R/W): 3 (1)
SW: Cybertechnology: 5
SW: Megacorporate Politics: 5
SW: Megacorporate Security: 5
IN: Bushido Philosophy: 5
AC: Military Theory: 5

Edges:
Exceptional Attribute (Body) (+2)
Bonus Attribute (Body) (+2)
Aptitude (assault rifles) (+4)
Sense of Direction (+1)
Magic Resistance 4 (+4)
Home Ground: Chicago (+2)
Quick Healer (+2)

Flaws:
Hunted lvl 3 (Yamatetsu) (-6)
Dependant lvl 2 (daughter) (-2)
Day Job 10 hrs/week (bouncer) (-1)

Bioware:
Trauma Dampener
Synaptic Accelerator 2
Suprathyroid Gland

Cyberware:
Boosted Reflexes 3 (used betaware)
Dermal Sheath 3 (used betaware)
2x Dikoted Retractable Spur (used betaware)
Muscle Replacement 3 (used betaware)
Smartlink II (used betaware)
Datajack (used betaware)
Eyes (retinal modification):
-Retinal Clock (used betaware)
-Flare Compensation (used betaware)
Ears, Cyber Replacement (used betaware)
-Hearing Amplification (used betaware)
-Spatial Recognizer (used betaware)
Knowsoft Link (used betaware)
Subvocal Microphone (used deltaware)
Subdermal Speakers (used deltaware)

Lifestyle and Facilities:
Low Lifestyle- 1 month
3x Squatter Lifestyle- 1 month

Equipment (carried):
Heavy Security Armor w/ Chemseal, Fire Resistance (10), Thermal Dampening (2), & Gel Packs; Security Helmet w/ Vision Mag. 3, HUD (100MP), Thermo vision, Ultrasound Vision, Respirator, Signal Locator (rating 10), Transceiver (rating 10), Fire Resistance (3), & Gel Packs; Ares HVAR w/ Gyro Mount (Max Gyro), Shock Pads, Personalized Grip, Internal Smartlink-II, Recoil Compensation (3 points), Biometric Safety, Flash-light (low light); 3 50-round clips of EX explosive rounds for HVAR; 500cm^2 of dikote on cyberspurs;
178 on his forged credstick
200 certified credstick
Equipment (not carried):
2x Ordinary Clothing; Secure Jacket; Rapid Transit Helmet; 10 50-round clips of EX explosive rounds for HVAR; Gunsmith Kit (Assault Rifles);

Name: Nick Hagvas
Race: Ork
Age: 22
Height: 2meters
Weight: 105 KG

Body:9
Strength:10
Quickness:10
Intellegince:5
Charisma:2
Willpower:4
Essance:1.01
Essance Index:4.01
Body Index:3.6
Reaction:9+1d6(13+3d6)
Combat Pool:9d6

Shotguns/Franchi Spass 22: 5/7 + 1 die
Shotguns (b/r): 3 +1 die
Pistols/Ares Predator III: 3/5 +1 die
Blunt Weapons/Extendable Baton: 3/5 +1 die
Off-Hand Edged Weapons/ Cougar fine long blade: 3/5 +1die
Thrown Weapons/Grenades: 2/4 +1 die
Armor (b/r)/Security Armor: 1/3 +1 die
Athletics: 3 +1die
Small Unit Tactics/ Battle Tac: 3/5

English/Street (R/W): 4/6 (2/3)
Trog: 2
Police Procedure/S.W.A.T.: 5/7
Criminal Law: 3
Chicago Sewers: 4
Safe House Locations: 2
Urban Brawl: 4
Gang Identification: 3Megacorporate Policies:3

Edges:
Exceptional Attribute quickness (+2)
Bonus Attribute Strength (+2)
Bravery (+1)
Quick Healer (+2)

Flaws:
Dependants (-3)
Phobia heights mild (-3)
Combat Monster (-1)

Bioware:
Trauma Damper
Enhanced Articulation
SupraThyroid
Muscle Toner lvl.3

Cyberware:
Alpha Wired Reflexes II
Alpha Reflex Trigger
Alpha Smartlink II with rangefinder
Alpha Datajack
Alpha Headware memory 150mp
Alpha Orientation system
Alpha Battle tac cyberlink
Alpha Radio rating 8
Alpha Comlink rating 5
Alpha Cybereyes- Camera, Thermo graphic, Lowlight, Flare Compensation

Lifestyle and Facilities:
High Lifestyle 3months prepaid
Weapons Facility
Vehicle shop
Armor shop
Ammunition shop
Demolition shop

Equipment:
Dikoted extendable baton
Dikoted Cougar Fine long blade
Ares Pred. III with silencer and rangefinder in quick draw holster
2 spare clips
45 EX-Explosive roundsFranchi Spass-22 with Shock pads, Personalized grip, Fore grip, Range Finder,
Gas Vent IV, Cyber Choke, Sling
20 Shock Lock Rounds
40 Flechetti Rounds
70 EX-Explosive Rounds
4 concussion grenades
4 IR smoke grenades
4 Stimulant patches rating 6
4 Plasteel restraints
Ascent/Descnet kit
Grapple gun
200meters of stealth grapple line
Combat Vest- 1 pistol pouch, 3 small equipment pouches, 1 large equipment
pouch, 6 shotgun pouches
Large Riot Shield
Heavy Security Armor And Helmet- Chemical Seal and Respirator, Heads up
Display with 100mp, Ultrasound vision, Electronic Magnification 3, Fire
Resistant 7, Insulation 4, Nonconductive 4.
3,483 on his personal credstick

Attributes
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Body: 5
Quickness: 11
Strength: 4
Charisma: 8
Intelligence: 6
Willpower: 4

Reaction: 8(10)
Initiative: 5d6
Essence: 0.91
BodyIndex: 3.20


Skills
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Stealth: 6
Electronics: 6
Electronics B/R: 6
Athletics: 5
Etiquette: 3
Pistols: 3


Knowledges
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Security Systems: 6
Language: 3

English: 6/3
Russian: 6/3
Sperethiel: 6/3
Italian: 6/3
Spanish: 6/3


Cyberware
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CyberEyes (Alphaware)
- Image Link
- Low Light
- Flare Compensators
- Thermographic
- Electronic Mag x3
CyberEars (Alphaware)
- Balance Augmentation
- Hearing Amplification
- Dampeners
Olfactory Boosters 6 (Alphaware)

Datajack (Deltaware)
Datajack (Deltaware)
Knowsoft Link (Deltaware)

Boosted Reflexes 3 (Alphaware)
Balance Tail (Alphaware)
Retractable Climbing Claws (two sets) (Alphaware)
Magnetic System (two sets) (Alphaware)
SmartLink II (Alphaware)
- RangeFinder


Bioware
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Muscle Toner 4
Synaptic Accelerator 2
Synthcardium 2
Sleep Regulator


Merits/Flaws
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Aptitude (Athletics)
Combat Paralysis
Phobia Uncommon, Mild - Dogs
Weak Immune System


Gear
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Full Suit – Form Fitting Body Armor
- Thermal Dampeners 4
Ruthenium Cloak
- Imaging Scanners 6
- Gel Pack (6)
Fine clothing
Airfilter 10
Trauma Patch (6)

Ares-Predator III (c15)
- Silencer
- Quick Draw Holster (concealable)
- Spare Clip (c15)

Earplug Cell Phone
Microtransceiver
Subvocal Microphone
Transducer
Pocket Secretary
Credstick, main – 3,000
Credstick, alternate – 2,000

Datasoft – Mapchip
Linguasoft 4 – Japanese
Linguasoft 4 - Korean
Linguasoft 4 - Cantonese
Linguasoft 4 - Mandarin

Microflare Launcher – Smartlink II
- Microflares (6)

Stowed
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Secure Coat
- Thermal Dampeners 4
Fine Clothing (4)
Tres Chic Clothing (2)
Quick Draw Holster (standard)
Regular Ammo (Box of 50)

Electronics Shop

Medkit 10
- Medkit supplies (6)
Air Filter 6 (2) -- given out to two team members
HALO Parachute
Low-Altitude Parachute (2)
Glasscutter 6
- Suctioncup (4)
Ultrasound Emittor/Detector 5
Ascent/Descent Kit

Cash: 253 + any starting funds

Contacts
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Level 1 - Data Fence
Level 1 - Goods Fence
Level 1 - Mana Fence
Level 2 - The Russian
Level 2 - Guerilla Artist
Level 2 - Doc

Rough Background
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Born in Chicago to first generation elves (maternal grandparents suffered UGE, paternal grandparents were a mix - one UGE and one born an elf). Maternal grandsparents live in Chicago in a nursing home - grandfather's mind is gone, he's a husk, grandmother is alert and active.

Father had a thriving electronics retail chain, mother was a translator. The family's finances collapsed when Ana contracted a rare, treatable, heart condition. She underwent cutting-edge (and extremely expensive) medical procedures that left the family virtually bankrupt. A few years passed and her parents' relationship grew more and more strained until her mother and father divorced - her mother had been having an affair. She split and left Ana's father to take care of their now young teenage daughter and his aging parents-in-law. Father remarried not too long after - a human woman - a dancer who tried to bond with Ana and focus her stepdaughter's natural grace and coordination. For a while Ana hid from her step mother in her father's repair shop, but when she finally relented, Ana found she liked the thrill of performance. And that she was a natural. But she didn't appreciate her stepmother's efforts to build their relationship.

Ana started running (in the hanging out sense) in with a borderline legal guerilla art-performance troupe of cybered-dancers and acrobats. They were a hair's breadth away from a gang. The Cirque du Vent. She fell for one of the choreographers and eventually agreed to be cybered, but couldn't join the troupe unless she agreed to be cybered. One of the groups founders had an in with an eccentric cyber-surgeon who considered himself a 'patron of the arts' by providing a bunch of punk kids with cutting edge body modifications in pursuit of their art. The artists themselves defined 'art' very broadly. After all, a flawlessly executed shadowrun is art, neh?

Ana thrilled at her new life and her new skills. It was dangerous. It was wrong. It was beautiful. And she was good at it. Performances, runs. Fighting was never her thing, if it had come to open conflict, Ana had failed. And killing... Ana has only ever killed one man.

An impromptu performance in a bad part of town went horribly wrong with the performers being attacked and a vicious brawl starting. Ana froze. Her friend and lover was cut down. She left the troupe and in the following weeks discovered that she was pregnant. She moved in with her father and stepmother. But she couldn't get the man who'd killed Teliq's face out of her head.

It was a difficult pregnancy. All of her 'ware had made her immune system flaky, she had to take immuno-suppressives so that her body didn't attack the fetus and the drugs permanently altered her immune system, for the worse. In the time she lived with her parents, she grew to appreciate her stepmother and her attempts to be part of both hers and her father's life. The baby came and she gave it up. She made a call on the man whose face she couldn't close her eyes without seeing. She killed him.

Her parents were tapped out from taking care of her during a difficult pregnancy and her grandfather was worsening. She needed money.

She recontacted the dance troupe, hoping to get in on some runs. She took odd jobs and began taking jobs with runners outside the Cirque du Vent. She earned a reputation for surviving one bad turn of events after another. Some called her a jinx. Others blessed. She earned the name Nine, a sideways reference to her cat-like temperment, reflexes and ability to always land on her feet.

She loved her shadow-life, feeling alive as she slipped effortlessly, unseen and unheard past progressively more and more dangerous security systems. Data theft, burglary, espionage, counter-intrusion. In the years since she started running she's taken off. When not running, she is a freelance translator for a number of newspapers, translating news items and columns. But there's an emptiness. She feels hollow when not working.

She is vibrant and gorgeous, charming when she needs to be, but fears that she is becoming her mother, cold and selfish. Which, counter-intuitively, makes her try to avoid attachments, lovers, friends... children. Her body modifications help her maintain a certain amount of social distance, but she can't help but feel a deep sense of loyalty and duty to her family and few friends - a feeling she might see as love if she weren't too scared to let herself get close. She is haunted by her baby's face. And haunted by giving the baby up.

Like her biological mother, she likes the finer things in life, and loves to pamper herself or be pampered, but - unlike her mother - she wouldn't dare do so when her family is struggling. A health scare with her father in the past month really shook her up. She made the decision to track down her baby, now a very young child. She's not sure what she will do when she does. But she has to do it. She can set things right. And not be her mother. She has a lot to learn.

She is at Hennesy's place, meeting a fixer who had done the legwork for her to find the child's name when the trids light up - blazing with news of attacks and the death of the world as she knows it. And the birth of the new one.

Welcome to the CZ.

Breakdown (128 Build Points)

Attributes: 32 (64 points)
Skills: 43 (43 points)
Resources: 5000 (0 points)
Race: Human (0 points)
Magic: Adept (25 points)
Edges/Flaws: -4 (-4 points)

General information

Real name: Nathaniel Trick
Street name: Gnat
Archetype: Paranormal Investigator
Age: 25
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 166 lbs
Race: Human
Sex: Male

Finances: 0¥
Lifestyle: -
Initiate grade: 0
Karma pool: 1
Good karma: 0
Total karma earned: 0

Attributes and Pools

BOD: 6
QUI: 6
STR: 3
CHA: 5
INT: 6
WIL: 6

Reaction: 6 (10)
Initiative: 1d6 (3d6)

Essence: 6.0
Bio-Index: 0.0
Magic: 6
Armor: 6/5 (4)*

Combat Pool: 9
Spell Pool: -
Astral Pool: -

*Number inside parenthesis is the value used to calculate layering and quickness related penalties

Edges/Flaws

Edges

Friendly Face
Good-looking and Knows It
Quick Healer

Flaws

Phobia: Mimes (Uncommon/Mild)
Allergy: Silver (Uncommon/Mild)
Extra Enemy
Impulsive
Distinctive Style*

*Constantly humming or singing to himself in public while idle

Skills

Active

Pistols: 6 (9)
Pentjak-Silat: 5*
Athletics: 5
Stealth: 6
Etiquette/Street: 4/6
Interrogation: 5
Negotiation/Fast talk: 5/7

*Maneuver(s): Close Combat

Knowledge

Magic Background: 6
Police Procedures: 5
Singing: 6
Musical Composition: 6
Paranormal Critters: 5

Language

English: 6
Sperethiel: 5

Cyberware/Bioware

Cyberware



Bioware



Adept Powers

Improved Reflexes: 2 (Geas: Talisman*)
Thermographic Vision
Kinesics: 2
Improved Pistols: 3

*A small, circular earring hand carved from a yellowish-white shark tooth. Gnat’s grandmother gave it to him as a present when he was young, and he couldn’t remember a time when it had not been adorning his left ear.

Metamagics



Equipment

*Note: [x] denotes worn equipment.

Weapons, ammunition, and accessories

[x]Ruger Thunderbolt (Smartlink II, Personalized Grip)
[ ]12-round clip (Regular) <qty=10>
[x]12-round clip (Ex-Ex)
[x]Concealable quick draw holster

Clothing and armor

[x]Armor vest w/ plates, urban camouflage design (4/3)
[x]Kevlar leggings, urban camouflage design (0/0.5)
[x]Densiplast forearm guards (0/1)
[x]Combat boots (0/0)
[x]Form-fitting body armor (2/0.5)
[ ]Large riot shield (2/3)

Miscellaneous

[x]Handset cell phone

Backstory

You think you've had a tough childhood? Try being the human son born from a father with a pair of tusks and a mother with two pointed ears. I bet the Almighty had himself a grand old time with that one. Too bad it wasn't nearly as amusing for me - I was immediately ostracized from all the social circles back in primary school when the kids dug that bone out of the closet. Truth be told, I spent an embarrassingly lengthy period of my life hating my parents for that; I was such a little shit back then. Considering that the school environment wasn't much of a welcoming or comforting place for me, it didn't really surprise anyone when I hooked up with a local street gang and branded myself a struggling anarchist fighting to overthrow the oppressors. My parents were horrified when they found out, and tried doing everything they can to turn me back to the light side, but their efforts were futile...I was simply enjoying myself far too much. That is, until that demanding old bat called "Consequences" eventually reared her ugly head and bit me right where it hurts.

We were only planning to set fire to the guy's Christmas tree, but who knew that the entire lawn would be roasted? Or the whole house, for that matter? Lucky for us, the family that it belonged to was out eating dinner at some fancy restaurant when we accidentally burned down their home, but they were mighty pissed off when they found out about it. Unfortunately, the daddy was a bigshot in some triple A corporation, and managed to scrounge up enough funds to hire the slick-talking lawyer who landed our entire gang in juvie hall. Coincidentally, my magical talent decided right after the trial that it was time to show up and say hello to everybody. Lone Star was in a bit of a dilemma when one of their scouts pegged me as an adept - do they leave me in juvie and let my rare and valuable ability go to waste, or do they try to turn a profit by securing it for themselves? They opted to take the road most traveled and cut me a deal - if I entered their training program and signed an eight year contract to work for them afterwards, I'll be set free. I, of course, agreed immediately, as I didn't find the prospect of being locked up until I hit eighteen a very attractive one.

I learned fast, I shot straight, and I graduated with honors six years later and entered the force as a patrol cop. A couple of years after that, I had climbed the ladder to detectivehood in Lone Star’s homicide division - if it weren't for the rebellious tendencies that my childhood had long ago cultivated in me, I would probably have gone higher still. I can honestly say that I was amongst the best of the best during my stint in Homicide, although that's not saying much considering that the best mostly consisted of spineless weasels who kept their balls locked up in a Kevlar padded steel chest until their shift was over. Well, what can I say? I had fun as a keeper of the peace in Lone Star - yes, you heard me right, I said fun. I had a lot of interesting adventures on the gritty streets of Chicago that opened my eyes a bit and helped me grow up a little more, but those are stories for other days. Unfortunately, the last one brought my chosen career path to an end with a two ton battle axe.

Anyone who has watched flatvids will know what they're dealing with when they see a suburban family lying on the living room floor of their home, all deader than Mrs. Santa Claus’s sex drive with bite marks on their necks. And anyone with any brainmeat in their skull will walk away from the scene of the crime and leave the case to Martin De Vries. I mean, what the hell was I thinking, taking on a vampire? I probably would've followed the captain's advice and left the case alone had I not known that that advice came from the briefcase filled with a hundred thousand nuyen of certified cred left outside his doorstep the previous night. I've always had a special disdain in my heart for those who accept bribes, and ended up tackling the case by myself just to spite the bastard. Biggest mistake of my life. My instincts were too sharp for my own good, and when I successfully backtracked the trail of the crime, it led not to one vampire, but a whole coven of them. Turns out that the son of their patriarch got a little too overenthusiastic during his first feeding night by himself, and got carried away with the killing. Amazingly enough, I managed to walk out of their mansion with my red fluids still contained inside my veins and all my vital organs intact. Of course, the bloodsuckers didn't let me off that easily. Not a day later, another murder had been committed, and there were both eyewitness and electronic testimonies that I was the one who had done it. With illusions spells so prominent amongst the criminal element these days, that wasn't enough to convict me, but it was enough for the captain to throw me out of the police force.

Soon after that, Lone Star captured a bunch of "vampires," nailed them to the crime, and executed them. Funny, these weren't the same guys I found. I was seething with fury after that, but there was nothing I could do. I had been outmaneuvered, and good. With my job gone, I had to start looking for other sources of work - that was when it hit me. Why not become an investigator in all things creepy and crawly? The vampires had gotten me interested in the paranormal, and after a few months of study, I became confident enough to open up my own business. Officially, I'm a private investigator, but word soon got out on the street that I'm not afraid to handle some of the more unusual cases. The money hadn't exactly been pouring in, but it was enough for me to get by and even start saving up some. Maybe one day my path will cross with the cabal of bloodsuckers that murdered an entire family and got away with it cleaner than antibacterial hand soap. And when it does, they'll be cursing their parents for giving birth to their nasty black hearts. Count on it.

20 Questions

Background

1. Where is your character from?

He comes from a middle class family in the Westside district of the Windy City. He’s the only child of an ork father and an elven mother, both of whom are immigrants from the NAN. Due to his mother’s heritage, he grew up speaking Sperethiel in the household with her, and is nearly as fluent with that tongue as he is in English.

2. Does your character have a family?

Father: Harrison Trick is currently the owner of a small, homely bar called the Red Dawn on the corner of 6th and Snow Street, but things weren’t always as good. When he first came to Chicago with his wife, he had not even a dime in his pocket, and was forced to sell his services as a bouncer to a seedy night club that paid below minimum wage. The clients of the club were rowdy and belligerent, and Harrison slowly learned the principles of down and dirty street fighting during his stint there. Eight years and a whole bunch of scars and broken bones later, he had saved up enough money to open up the bar, which he now operates with his wife. Gnat’s father is a passionate fan of Urban Brawl, believing that it’s by far the best thing metahumanity had ever conceived, and is constantly looking for an ear to hear his opinions on the various teams and players, much to the annoyance of his wife and son.

Mother: While Harrison was out winning bread for the family, Johanna Trick was the keeper of the home. She tried her best to nurture a strong sense of morality and ethics in Gnat while he was a child, and nearly died from worry during the phase of his life when he ran around as a troublemaking delinquent. Gnat still feels guilty about doing that to her. Johanna is an expert storyteller, and even now, Gnat still drops in on her occasionally to hear one of the many Native American folk tales that she has been enthralling him with ever since he was a kid. She works as a waitress in the Red Dawn, and handles most of the numbers while her husband tends to the counter.

Grandmother: Magnolia Randall is Gnat’s gran on his mother’s side of the family. She’s living in a small apartment in Evanston despite urges from her daughter and son-in-law to move in with them – she says that she likes the peace and quiet that she gets in her current residence, and besides, all her friends are living in the neighborhood as well. Magnolia is a strong-spirited old lady with hands toughened by a life of hardship…Gnat has felt the backs of them more than once when he was a kid. She has a fierce love for her only grandchild and constantly sends him little trinkets and artifacts that she crafts in her spare time.

Uncle: Sherman Trick is a pudgy, repulsive middle aged human man who moonlights as a courier for a grassroots Mafia organization that's just beginning to set up shop in the Chicago underworld. He's the type of guy who's willing to do anything to turn a buck, and burns every dollar he brings in on alcohol, BTLs and prostitutes. He has cut off all contact with his family out of sheer humiliation after an incident at a Thanksgiving dinner two years ago when he got himself drunker than a skunk and tried to put the move on his brother's wife. He nearly got his skull split in two when Gnat's grandmother beaned him over the head with her cane, but Sherman managed maintained consciousness long enough to flee the house with Magnolia chasing after him screaming vicious threats about genital dismemberment.

Jane: Jane is Gnat's Ruger Thunderbolt. 'Nuff said.

3. Does your character have an ethnic background?

Gnat is a true blood Amerindian on both sides of his family.

Appearance

4. What does your character look like?

Gnat is a gangly human male in his mid-twenties. His weathered light-brown skin reflects his Indian heritage, and the scars embellished upon it are testaments to a life of hard knocks. He has a shock of dark black hair that he keeps in a practical military cut, and his wary brown eyes contain the constantly roving gaze that he’s learned to develop over the years. Gnat has friendly, easygoing face that most people warm up to immediately, and grins in an almost child-like manner when something he finds amusing happens. Though normally hidden by his clothes, his torso is illustrated by an array of green tattoos of gypsy origin.

5. What does your character dress like?

He despises expensive and fancy clothes with a passion, believing that they do nothing more than showcase the wearer’s vanity. He has a battered old long coat that he likes throw over a flannel t-shirt, khakis, and Timberland boots. He does have an Armani with gold cufflinks that he keeps in the closet for those special occasions when he can’t avoid dressing in money, but he wouldn’t touch it unless he has no other choice.

6. Does your character have any physical quirks?

Gnat is an expert at maintaining his game face during emotionally trying times, but those who know him well will be able to identify the drumming of his fingers on a flat surface as a sign that he’s slowly, but surely getting pissed off. He talks in a crystal clear voice that’s ghostly and compelling, and had spent a brief time in the chorus during his high school years due to his talent.

Skills, Attributes, and Resources

7. Where did your character learn their Active Skills?

Gnat’s combat and technical skills were trained in the Lone Star academy that he attended, and honed to a fine edge by his experience as a cop on the street. His social skills, however, can mostly be attributed to being gifted with a silver tongue at birth, although he did pick up some basic interrogation techniques at the academy.

8. Where did your character learn their Knowledge Skills?

He learned some of them through the studies that he had to do as a fledgling trainee, some through interaction with his fellow police officers as well as the criminal element of Chicago, and the rest through personal interest. Gnat began doing hardcore research on magic and paranormal animals after he decided to open up his own agency.

9. Where did your character get his goodies?

Almost all of Gnat’s street gear was issued by Lone Star, and he lost everything when he was fired from the job. Though he managed to get a lot of it back after opening his business, he recently lost a high stakes gambling match with a mob boss and had to sell off most of his equipment as collateral. He’s hoping for a new job opportunity so he can earn some cred to buy the things that he needs to operate again.

10. Where does your character live?

Gnat was evicted from his apartment in the Noose after missing his payments for three consecutive months. He’s currently living in a seedy coffin hotel with a host of colorful neighbors, such as a gothic troll who wears shades at night and a crazy old man who believes that he’s Damien Knight’s father. He knows that he can probably crash at his folks’ place if he asks them, but he finds his situation embarrassing and doesn’t want to let them know about it.

11. Who are your character’s contacts?

Ivanova Crest (lvl. 1 fixer) – The first time Gnat met Nova was when he busted her for illegal arms dealing back in the good old days when he was still but a rookie. Nova found his devotion to justice humorous, and jokingly tried to convince him to cross over on the long ride back to the station in his patrol car. Gnat was not amused and tossed her into a jail cell as soon as they got back. He came back to work the next morning to find the cell completely empty. When he stormed into the captain’s office demanding an explanation, he was told that Nova was actually the daughter of one of the board members of Lone Star. Apparently Daddy had called and threatened to fire the entire precinct if they didn’t release his baby immediately, and the captain, being the gutless worm that he typically is, had set her free. Gnat was pissed off, but knew that he couldn’t do anything about it. Gnat and Nova had run into each other many times over the years, and despite himself, he slowly developed a liking for the woman. He’s also become a little wiser, and has learned the harsh reality that sometimes to do the right thing you have to do the wrong thing. Nova is the woman that he relies on during those times when he needs to do the wrong thing.

Wesley Stuart (lvl. 1 Lone Star sergeant) – Wesley was one of the few good cops in the force that Gnat knew while he worked there, and the two have a solid mutual respect for each other. West is bloody smart and has eyes that can pick out a liar in a crowd of two hundred. Gnat knows that the man would’ve become station chief by now if the top of the ladder wasn’t eaten away by the corrupt and the cowardly. West was outraged when he found out about Gnat’s discharge from the force. He was considering throwing his badge in the captain’s face and walking out as well, but Gnat convinced him that crooked as Lone Star was, he could probably do more good inside it than outside it. To this day, the two remain good friends, and West is Gnat’s source of insider information when he needs intelligence that only Lone Star can provide.

12. Who are your character’s enemies?

Barry Quick – Barry is a sniveling weasel of a drug dealer whom Gnat bagged a couple of years ago. There wasn’t enough evidence to convict him, but the bust had made the dealer lose ten packs of Novacoke – what’s worse was, it belonged to someone else. Barry’s bosses eventually came looking for him, demanding compensation, and when he couldn’t pay up, they took it in the form of his right hand. Barry has a deep hatred for Gnat and blames him for the torture that he suffered learning how to live life with only one hand.

Hyrum Kirk – Hyrum is an obese and egotistical ork who was operating a paranormal investigation agency in the Elevated before Gnat showed up and stole half his business from him. Gnat is not guilty in the least, because he knows that the ork has been ripping off his clients since day one, but Hyrum sees things differently. He initially tried threatening Gnat to make him find another line of work, but quickly backed down when he found the business end of a pistol pressed against his temple. Now he merely resorts to talking trash about the younger man to anyone who would listen, and is looking for any opportunity to tarnish his reputation.

13. How did your character learn magic?

Lone Star taught him how to manipulate his magical talent and channel it effectively when he was a recruit in their training program. He became interested in delving deeper into the magical arts after he became a paranormal investigator, and is currently seeking a group to initiate with.

Personality

14. What are your character’s likes and dislikes?

Gnat perceives himself to be a sort of modern day bard, and loves acting, writing, and music. His specialty is singing, and he has dreamed of being a musician for a long time before Fate turned him down other roads. His hobbies include gambling, flatvid movies, and shooting. He hates alcoholic beverages, porn without a plot, and ballroom dancing. He had a bad experience on the dance floor when he was at his high school prom – to make a long story short, the girl left with two bruised and swollen feet and he left with his dignity in shreds.

15. What is your character’s moral code?

First and foremost, Gnat believes in loyalty, He thinks that it doesn’t matter what a person’s other qualities are if they’re not loyal to their friends. He despises cowardice after seeing so much of it during his time in Lone Star, and would immediately lose respect for anyone who isn’t willing to stick their neck out on the line to accomplish their goals. He has no problems with killing as long as it’s necessary – men, women, children, it doesn’t matter, though he’ll need a damn good justification to geek a kid.

16. Does your character have any goals?

Gnat has no delusions about completely ridding the planet of all scumbags, although he does plan on doing his share of it during his time on Earth. He wants to get back at the cabal of vampires that cost him his job at Lone Star, but isn’t really on a passionate quest for vengeance or anything cheesy like that. Eventually, he plans on earning enough money as an investigator to retire on. By that time, he hopes to have found a good woman to settle down and live the rest of his life with.

17. Does your character have any personal beliefs?

Gnat judges everyone equally, regardless of race, and despises the bigoted propaganda that’s spouted by organizations like Humanis, which is understandable given his background. He’s been on the street for most his life, had witnessed how prostitutes have been used and exploited by their johns, and believes that all pimps should be shot on sight. He doesn’t really like the big megacorporations that much, but he knows that the world of the twenty first century is structured such that it wouldn’t be able to function without them.

18. Does your character have any personality quirks?

Gnat has a deeply imbedded phobia of mimes. When he was eight, a mime hired by the local fast food restaurant had a nervous breakdown halfway through his performance while Gnat was eating there. The man pulled out a hunting knife from God knows where, shouted out obscenities that would give a sailor a heart attack and starting attacking the customers like a crazed Tasmanian devil. Three people died, and four were injured before he was brought down. Ever since then, Gnat has had an irrational distrust of all mimes and feels uncomfortable whenever one is within looking distance.

Running the Shadows

19. Why does your character run the shadows?

He runs because he believes that a job that provides thrills, a schedule that you decide on, and the potential to make a difference in the world is, as far as he’s concerned, a perfect job. The fact that he already has the skills and contacts necessary for the profession from his time in Lone Star and doesn’t need to get retrained is a bonus, too.

20. How does your character view his/her role as a shadowrunner?

Gnat believes that shadowrunners as a whole are mostly scumbags without morals, although he’s met a few that defy the standard. He thinks that the glorification of the profession and the false sense of camaraderie amongst some of the people in the shadow community are both quite silly, and wouldn’t hesitate to accept a job against another runner if it pays well.

Lt. Able Baker
Human
Mundane

Str 4 (6)
Bod 3
Qui 5 (7)
Int 5
Wil 4
Cha 5

Ess 3.04

Bio Index 3.30
Essence Index 6.44

Rea 6(7)(9)
Init 1d6+7 (2d6+9)

Combat Pool 8
Karma Pool 1
Good Karma 0
Total Karma 0

Common Sense (-2)
Technical School Education (-1)

Active:
Computer (Search Operations) 3/5
Assault Rifles B/R 2
Small Unit Tactical Procedures 3
Tai Chi Wu 5
+Focus Will
+Evasion
Athletics 4
Stealth 3
Pistols 4
Submachine Guns 5
Rifles 4
Etiquette 5
Leadership(Morale) 4/6

Knowledge:
Political Science 5
Corporate Security 3
Corporate Procedures 3
Databases 5
Virtual Meeting Spots 2
BG: Magic 2
Meditation 2
Artisan: Steel Sculptures 3

Language:
French 4
+Read/Write 2
English 3
+Read/Write 1

650,000¥


Cyberware: (all alpha unless noted)
Wired Reflexes 1 (Beta) ¥220,000 [1.2]
+Reflex Trigger ¥26,000 [.16]
Smartlink 2 ¥8,000 [.40]
+Range Finder ¥4,000 [.08]
Transducer ¥4,000 [.08]
Datajack ¥2,000 [.16]
Chipjack ¥2,000 [.16]
+Knowsoft Link ¥2,000 [.08]
Image Link Rental Modification ¥3,200 [.16]
Internal Memory 30MP ¥9,000 [.08]

Bioware:
Muscle Augmentation 2 ¥40,000 {.80}
Muscle Toner 2 ¥50,000 {.80}
Enhanced Articulation ¥40,000 {.60}
Metabolic Arrester ¥20,000 {.60}
Clean Metabolism ¥10,000 {.20}
Glucagon (Gene Tech) ¥40,000 {.30}


Contacts:
Sgt Alfred Black:
Rat:

Family:
Ex Wife: Rachel Fitzpatrick
Children: Adam & Mary
Girlfriend: Sarah Barker:



Gear: <Name (Firing Code) {Conc.} [Damage] Clip size (type) ¥cost>

Cavalier Scout (SA) {9} [4L] 7© SL1 ¥1,200

Beretta Model 200ST (SA/BF) {4/3} [6L] 26© SL2 ¥1,875 RC:1


Ingram SuperMach 100 (SA/BF/FA) {4/-} [6l] 60© SL1 ¥1,755 RC:5

Steyr AUG-CSL Weapon System: SL2 ¥11,250 RC:2,3,4

Riot Shield, Large {-} ¥1,500 2/3
Secure Ultra-Vest {14} ¥350 3/2
Armor Jacket {3} ¥4,500 5/3
+Gel Packs
Form-Fitting Body Armor-Half Suit {13} ¥1,000 3/1

Light Security Armor {-} ¥7,500 6/4

Security Helmet (DNI modified) ¥375 +1/+2

Combat Vest ¥190
+Load bearing Harness ¥35
+ (2) Rifle Ammo Pouch ¥22
+ (2) Pistol Ammo Pouch ¥16
+Small Military Rucksack ¥110

Gunsmith Kit (Assault Rifle) ¥1,000
Datasoft 4 {48mp} (Chicago Mapsoft) ¥4,800
General Shop ¥5,000
Medkit Rating 6 ¥320
+Trauma Patch ¥500
+(5) Doses Long Haul ¥2,500
Low Light Binoculars ¥300
Big Cop Maglight ¥25
Metal Handcuffs ¥20

Mike Hennessey, Pub Owner (Ex-Ares Millitary)
race: Dwarf
Age: 54

ATT

BOD 6(9) ....................................................COMBAT POOL: 9
QUC 6 .......................................................TASK POOL: 1
STR 10
CHR 3
INT 8 .......................................................+1 IMPACT AROMOR (Dermal Sheath)
WIL 5

REAC 7
INIT 7+ 2D6

EDGES/FLAWS
Home Ground
Dossier on File
pacifist
Gruff
Day Job 40hrs/week

SKILLS

Small business management/pubs 3/5
Beer 3
cooking 3
Local Neighborhood 4
megaCorp politics 2
megaCorp policies 3
megaCorp security 2
Desert Wars 6
Navigation/Land 2/4
Military Theory 6
Security Procedures 4

Leadership/Strategy 5/7
Small Unit tactics 6
Wilderness survival/Desert 2/4
Assult Rifle 3
Pistols 3
Unarmed Combat 4
Clubs 4
Edge weapons 4
Demolitions/Plastic 1/3
Stealth/Alertness 3/5
computers 2
Biotech/First Aid 1/3
Car 3
English 5
Arabic 4
Farsi 3

Cyberware ---------------Bioware

Dermal Sheath [1] --------------------Cerebral Booster[2]
datajack [A] --------------------Synaptic Accel. [1]
Internal GPS [A] --------------------Muscle Toner [3]
Orientation System [A] --------------------Muscle Aug. [3]
Cyber Eyes [A] --------------------Extended Volume[3]
+Image Link --------------------Tracheal Filter [1]
+Flare Comp. --------------------Genetech: Heat Mod.
+Vision Mag. Optic [3] --------------------Genetech: Clean Metabolism
+Low Light
+Opticam
Cyber Ears [A]
+Hearing Amp.
+Hearing Damp.
+Sound Filter [2]
Radio [2][A]
Commlink [2][A]
transducer [A]
Memory 100mps [A]
SmartLink [A]
Bonelacing [Plastic] [A]

GEAR 9All Dwarf Mod. if needed)-----------------Vehicles

Baseball Bat --------------------------------------------Land Rover 2046 (dwf. mod.)
CougerFineBlade knife --------------------------------------------+Anti-theft system[3]
Ares Predator II
+Quickdraw holster
+ [5] 15 rnd. clips
Area Alpha
+sling
+ [5] 42 rnd. clips
Pocket comp. (50mps.)
ordinary clothing [7]
fine clothing [4]
Armor clothing [2]
Secure clothing [2]
secure long-coat
camo suit (desert)
form fitting body suit
armor vest w/plates
survival kit
desert survival kit
desert tent
desert goggles
general kit (basic tools, home improvemnt stuff)
basic medkit
Doc Wagon: basic service

Cash on hand: 38,437

Contacts

I will add in contacts in a bit. apart from 2 feebies, I bought 6 more Level 1's and 4 buddies. All will be added before game starts.

Background Information (brief)

128 building points:
Human 0
Money 10
Skills 43
Attributes 54
Magic 25
Edges/Flaws -4

Body 4
Quickness 7
Strength 3
Charisma 2
Intelligence 6
Willpower 6

Reaction 6
Essence 5.2
Magic 5 (6 with Geas: daytime)
Combat Pool 9

Edges and Flaws

Adept Powers

Skills

Purchases (90,000 Y)

-Smartlink II Alphaware (7,000 Y)
-Urban Camo Full Suit (1,200 Y)
-Armor Vest w/ plates (600 Y)
-8x Ordinary Clothing (400 Y)
-2x Fine Clothing (1,000 Y)
-Heavy Security Armor and helmet with transceiver and thermographic (15,450 Y)

-Weapons

-Lifestyle: 2 months high-lifestyle (20k Y)

-Honda GM 3220 ZX (28k Y)
- color: red

-Lvl-1 Contact (5,000 Y)

Remaining: 3332 + starting money

Contacts (all lvl-1):

Male Human Adept

SIN: 6H4T-3D3N-SA19

Birthdate: August 2, 2045

Height: 2.05m [6'10"]
Weight: 117kg [257.4lb]
Hair: Short blond
Eyes: Pale Blue

Attributes

Body: 8
Quickness: 9
Strength: 9
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 2
Willpower: 6

Essence: 6
Bio-Index: 4.0
Magic: 4

Reaction: 6
Initiative: 3d6

Pools

Combat: 8
Karma: 1

Skills

Athletics / Lifting: 4 / 6 [+1]
Biotech / First Aid: 1 / 3 [+1]
Intimidation / Physical: 1 / 3
Stealth / Alertness: 3 / 5 [+1]
Throwing Weapons: 6 [+1]
Wildcat (Martial Arts): 6 [+1]
- Close Combat / Ground Fighting

Acting / Improvisation: 1 / 3
Action Trid Lore: 5
Cooking: 2
Desert Wars: 2
Music / Pan Pipes: 1 / 3
'Ideal Warrior' Code: 2

English: 2
Russian: 1

Bioware

Enhanced Articulation
Muscle Augmentation [3]
Muscle Toner [3]
Synaptic Accelerator [2]

Edges & Flaws

Bonus Attribute Point [Body]
Exceptional Attribute [Body]
Quick Healer
Perceptive
Bad Karma
Combat Monster
Dependant [5 year old Sister]
Hung Out To Dry
Impulsive

SURGE

Dual Nature

Adept Powers

Improved Ability [Martial Arts - 4]
Improved Sense [Flare Compensation]
Improved Sense [Vision Magnification 3]
Killing Hands [Moderate]
Quick Draw

Armor

Armor Vest with Dikoted Plates [5 / 4]
- Fire Resistance [4]
- Nonconductive [3]
Victory Rapid Transit Jumpsuit [2 / 4]
- Chemseal [4]
- Insulation [2]
Forearm Guards - Dikoted [+0 / +2]
- Nonconductive [1]

Total: 6 / 6 [Melee: 6 / 8]

Gear

Hardliner Gloves - Dikoted Ceramic Inserts [11M Stun]
Belt of 7 Throwing Knives [9L]

Small Rucksack [packed by Natasha]
-- Spare Outfit [Natasha]
-- Certified credstick
-- Bamboo Pan Pipes
-- Portable trideo Playback Unit
-- Spare Batteries
-- 20 Assorted Action trids
-- 4 Self-Heating Field Rations
-- Bottle of Water
-- Ares synthcat [puddin]

Bandoleer
-- 2 Incendiary Grenades
-- 4 IPE Offensive HE Grenades [15S]
-- 2 Smoke Grenades
-- 2 White Phosphorous Grenades [14M / 10L]
Bandoleer
-- 2 Incendiary Grenades
-- 4 IPE Offensive HE Grenades [15S]
-- 2 Smoke Grenades
-- 2 White Phosphorous Grenades [14M / 10L]

Resources

Finances: 1300¥ - Certified Credstick in Natasha's possession

Residence: None

Contacts

None

Background

The Mironovs moved from Vladivostok to Chicago shortly before Mikhail was born. Ivan, his father, a retired Spetsnaz Sergeant, had set up a training academy in order to teach his brand of martial arts. The family made their home in the apartment above this gym. His mother, Klavdia, helped the family through the early, leaner years of Mikhail's life by giving dance lessons at a nearby studio, and taking the occasional seamstress job. Being new to the area, and coming as they did from a more oppressive regime, the couple kept to themselves, drawing no more attention to themselves than was necessary. As Mikhail grew it became more and more apparent that, although he was quite able-bodied physically, he was not as bright as the other children. His parents decided to keep the boy close to home, his father giving him the janitorial job at the academy.

The years passed, and by the time Mikhail's sister, Natasha, was born, the Mironovs had moved on into more prosperous times. Ivan's dojo had become more popular, mostly through word-of-mouth about the training's effectiveness and lack of philosophical baggage. Mikhail kept to himself, and didn't associate with the other students, but was otherwise quite happy at the family's academy. The job was easy, and he spent a lot of his time watching others go through their lessons, and even imitating the various techniques from the sideline. On top of his own regular training with his father, this type of immersion ensured that Mikhail rapidly increased his skills. Sometime during this period Mikhail discovers an innate ability for throwing, and from that day forward endeavored to spend a portion of every day practicing his newfound talent with anything that came to hand.

The Comet's passing back in '61 awakened something within Mikhail, opening up the core of his being, his inner self to the Astral, in effect making him a dual being. He, of course, knew none of this. All he knew was that his perception of the world around him had changed. Sometimes he saw things that others swore up and down were not there, Other times, he caught a fleeting glimpse of a person's inner health. His parents humored him, thinking resignedly that this was just a further side effect of their son's mental deficiencies. It took quite a while for Mikhail to come to terms with this new aspect of his life, and this only caused him to withdraw even further, making him even more insular in outlook. Other things had awakened in the young man around this time as well. Mikhail stated to develop Adept powers, although having never been told as such, he was blithely unaware of this fact, and remains so to this day.

Things really started going down hill a couple of years ago, when the Vory began moving into the neighborhood in earnest. The organization from their former homeland fully expected Ivan to be cooperative, to pay his dues, and even assist them further, but the instructor flatly refused. Things slowly degenerated from there until about a year ago, when a squad of thugs attacked Ivan's academy. Mikhail's parents were both killed that night, along with several students. Mikhail fought like a tiger to defend his home and family, finally defeating the team and escaping with his sister. They were tracked down though, and after witnessing Mikhail's fighting prowess, taken in alive. Although they were allowed to remain together, Natasha was thereafter used as a hostage to gain Mikhail's cooperation, and he was put to work as an occasional enforcer.

His main role for the organization though, was in the 'Pit'. It was through these illegal death matches that the Vory made the most of Mikhail's rare martial skills. He was very good in the 'Pit', and even though he had initially been forced into it to protect his sister, over time he secretly came to enjoy the rush of the battle. Mikhail's vest, fingerless fighting gloves and forearm guards are all hard won trophies from his pit fighting days. It was in the 'Pit' that he learned what he knows about intimidation, and the benefit of improvising a conveniently-timed injury or distraction. Of course, it was only natural that he pick up a little first aid knowledge during this time as well.

Grasping at the chance to escape in the confusion of some kind of attack on the large house where he and Natasha were staying, Mikhail grabbed his sister and took to the streets with few possessions other than the clothes on their backs. A lucky turn shortly after his escape yielded a couple of bandoleers of assorted grenades from among the bodies of a fallen Corporate strike team, although despite his vast Action Trid Lore, Mikhail has absolutely no idea just which kind has exactly what effect.

Description

The first thing people notice about Mikhail Mironov, or 'Mishka', is that he is very large for a human, topping 2 meters and weighing well over 115 kilograms, all of it solid. He looks a little older than the 'almost nineteen' he claims, but that could just a side effect of his size, or it might be the small lines that are just beginning to spider out from the corners of his eyes. His face is clean shaven, his eyes are a pale, icy blue, and his short blond hair is perennially messy. Mikhail wears a loose-sleeved, black and purple track suit, under which he sports a black armor vest. A well-worn pair of Nikes cover his size 16 feet.

It might take someone a little longer to discern that Mikhail is somewhat lacking in the intellect department though, but not much longer. Once he starts talking, it is evident that he is operating on a par with the average ten or eleven year old boy. Mikhail has lived a very sheltered life, despite the violence that weaves its way through his recent past, and is incredibly reserved and ill-at-ease in large social settings. He has had extremely little independent interaction with the real world, and has never really lived without someone looking over his shoulder. First it was his family, then afterwards until recently it was his Vory handlers that were there taking care of his needs. Sure Mikhail can cook if the food is there, and he can tend to Natasha's other basic needs, but even basic shopping would be a challenge if he were to attempt it on his own.

Natasha, or 'Tash', is Mikhail's sister, a bubbly, blond-haired, blue eyed girl who, at five years of age, already shows signs that she definitely does not share her brother's mental slowness. She means everything to him, and usually is never usually far from his side. No matter what the consequences, Mikhail would do anything at all in his power to keep her safe. Natasha dotes on him in return, hanging on his every word, and tries in her own small way to help him out whenever she can.

Mikhail enjoys watching each year's Desert Wars series, but sometimes finds it hard to keep up with the rapidly changing casualty lists. He always finds time to play a little on his bamboo pan pipes, which were a gift from his father, and the only thing he owns from his former family life. Although he does have some musical talent, he doesn't actually know any songs, so most of the music Mikhail plays is improvisational in nature. He also has an astounding knowledge of action trids and sims, and seems to delight in comparing his current situation to a scene from one obscure flick or another. He has even formed his own personal 'Warrior Code' derived from this media, although it is still very much a work-in-progress.

Mikhail can recall going through surgery at some point in the past year at the 'request' of his former minders, but has no real idea of the exact nature of his implants. He only knows that since then, he is 'stronger', 'quicker', has 'sharper reactions, especially in combat', and every movement he makes 'feels just a little bit smoother'.

As far as his Awakened abilities, Mikhail has no knowledge of his status as an Adept, or even Magic in general for that matter, other than what you see on the trid. At times his dual nature confuses him greatly. It has caused trouble a couple of times in the past when encountering Wards, which he can see, but has difficulty passing. Mikhail doesn't understand why he has a problem, or relate it in any way to his 'strange visions'.

Earned Karma: 16 [0 spent]