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[NightS]

"Well, it seems we are all ready. Anyone has anything to do before we leave??"

[Mr.Zero]

Turn incoming soon....

[Spinal_Taper]

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Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Henry Chaplin
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Nationality: New York
Characteristics: Smirks almost constantly, scar on right cheek.
2 Personal items: Pocket knife, .22
Small bio:Grew up on the Boston streets as a runt. Eventually, he got tired of being beaten up, so he learned to run, and how to talk. He quickly learned to suppress his accent, as most people don't find his voice as charming as he had thought. It only comes out when he's angry now.
Survival Motto: If they're talking, they're not killing.

[Mr.Zero]

Little action data didn't allow me to write up that much and don't worry people. I will make one turn ATLEAST every week.

2. We'll go over there!
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AFter having finished their bussiness at the SSS, the group left into the wilderness heading to Sen'Kivka. The weather is cloudy with a little bit of sun and you're walking in what it seems to be a forrests/plains

So Elizabeth would end up like her father. He was Zalachenko, an ex-KGB agent. He had raised her, and passed away only a few years ago, when Elizabeth put an Axe in his skull.

Elizabeth approached the SSA official. "Excuse, but what exactly is a STALKER? I was simply picked up by the SSA, I don't know what is going on. Also, what has become of Sweden?" The SSA official would probably be surprised, as he probably would have guessed she was a man before he heard her.

((
Competent Skill: Electronics
Novice Skills: Kung-Fu, Stealth, Medic
))

You approach the SSA official. "Excuse, but what exactly is a STALKER?”, the man was surprised at first glance but quickly responded. “I hear you’re a woman, I don’t often see females out here. But it doesn’t matter for both bandit and beast, anyway the word Stalker is made out of the first initials of the following words.
Scavengers, Trespassers, Adventurers, Loners, Killers, Explorers, Robbers. There is not much else !”. The Man looks at the group “Well you should hurry up, the group is leaving and you don’t want to stay behind.”.
You were somehow dissatisfied as one of your questions wasn’t answered but you weren’t left completely clueless.

Aleksey:

Tactical Attachments: Flashlight and tactical knife.
Skills:
-Competent Pistol User
-Novice Wrestler
-Novice Dodger
-Novice Rifle User

(I assume you will follow the rest)

Eugeny:

Competent pistol user
Novice knife fighter
Novice persuasion
Novice trapper

((I suppouse trapper involves trap detection, handling and laying?))

(I assume you will follow the rest and training the trapper skill trains all of the 3 skills)

Competent Blades Fighter
Novice Hide-worker
Novice Pistol User
Novice Camp Chef

Steadman slips the Marakov and magazines into the pouch on his backpack, looking at the Russian made firearm with a slight amount of distrust.  "Anyone finds any .44 ammo, I'd be happy to trade, just tossing that out there mates.  So let's head out Sen'Kiva, and maybe we can catch some sort of mutated giant rabbit that tastes like sugar and cream.  Either way, we kill any animals who wants to volunteer to eat the first piece to see if it's edible?  Hahah."  After packing and adjusting his straps for comfort Steadman prepares to head out in whatever direction the group moves.

Take stock of the local plant life, and enviroment.  Follow wherever the group goes, and just generally look for anything that might be edible or medicinal.

[4] While the group walks, you start running around like a madman collecting anything that looks edible or has some kind of positive effect. You collect 3 wild potatoes, branch of elderberries, some dandelions and garlic. You know what all of these plants do but you are a bit unsure about the dandelions…

Harvey:

Competent Stealth
Novice Pistol User
Novice Dodger
Novice Wrestler

"Yes, I know of Nagoyiev. And of course people always say they need more proof, they can't see the signs..."

( I assume you follow the group)



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Player Data
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Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Aleksey Nuriyev
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian
Characteristics: Hazel eyes, curly black hair, pale skin and a face almost always twisted into an unnerving smile. Always wearing simple black pants and shirts with black boots.
2 Personal items: Makarov pistol with tactical attachments; RGD-5 grenade.
Small bio: Aleksey had no prospect of progression in life, what with being born to a poor family in a shitty town. Even so, he tried hard to study and get a better life for both him and his life, managing to get into one of the best schools in the region with the help and continuous sacrifice of his parents.

His efforts were somewhat hindered by the constant fights he had in the streets with pickpockets and other lowly scum which composed most of his neighborhood's demographics and his hard life which included helping in his father's hauling business from time to time and avoid mugging.

The constant conflict between his relatively tame school life and the raw reality of his life in the local district caused him to develop two main different ways of dealing with things. Either he acted like the nice guy who helped his parents and warmly greeted his acquantainces at the school, going as far as being a little fidgety, or he was the witty bastard who fought in the streets and won.

Aleksey still made it to the top spots of his class and had gained a scholarship, but he had no time to enjoy that fact as his world crumbled to dust as the government failed. His family was murdered and he was left with no one to trust but himself, and so he did. He was hardened, learned how to shoot and kill and obtained his equipment through looting and scavenging. Although his more survivalist, bastard side dominates his relations, he still appears meek for anyone who happens to be good enough to him, although he does hide it as best as he can, getting him severely flustered when such occasions do happen.

Survival Motto: "Do not make me choose between you and me. You are cheap, and my life is just too dear to me."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Competent Pistol User (Art of using 1 handed guns)
Novice Wrestler ( The art of locking your opponent into specific poses)
Novice Dodger ( The art of avoidance)
Novice Rifle User ( Art of using 2 handed rifles ( Includes snipers)
 

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

1 x Makarov pistol
1 x Makarov pistol w/ Flashlight and tactical knife.
4 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
RGD-5 grenade ( Effective range 0-10 meters)
 3 Cans of food
 3 Bottles of Water
 2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
 A Map
 A bedroll
 Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Harvey Johnson
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Nationality: U.S.
Characteristics: Shifty eyes, prone to muttering to himself
2 Personal items: Pistol, Fedora containing tinfoil lining
Small bio: Harvey is paranoid conspiracy theorist who left the U.S. years ago in order to evade what he perceived as CIA surveillance of his every move. Despite the apparent collapse of governments, he is certain that they are secretly still around and up to their sinister schemes.
Survival Motto: "Some call it the apocalypse, but I know that for those in charge it was just PHASE THREE."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

Competent Stealth ( The art of stealthiness)
Novice Pistol User ( The art of using 1 handed guns)
Novice Dodger ( The art of avoidance!)
Novice Wrestler ( The art of locking people into specific stances)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

M1911 pistol
2 x .45 caliber mags ( 7 bullets each)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)
Fedora containing tinfoil lining

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Elizibeth Betand
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Nationality: Swedish
Characteristics: Short, small, pale, looks like a teenager. Covered in a dizzying assortment of goth clothes and acsessories. 
2 Personal items: Taser, Laptop
Small bio: Lived in the household of a wealthy family until she was disowned for reasons she would rather not talk about. Worked as a hacker, probably one of the most capable hackers of all time. She has a photographic memory, which also helped her out in the hacking industry. This was her job until the collapse of society She is eccentric, and many people would rather stay away from her. Has a keen interest in Asian culture. Totally not a rip-off of another character.
Survival Motto: "..."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Electronics [Competant]
Kung-Fu (The art of close quarter combat with the use of your body) [Novice]
Stealth (The art of stealth! Sneaking, hiding, etc.) [Novice]
Field Medic (Basic medical knowledge of wounds, bruises and broken bones)[Novice]

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Taser (100% charged, enough for ~ 8 shocks proper shocks or 4 big ones)
Laptop ( 100% charged, 5 hours left)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Eugeny Ivanov
Age: 48
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian
Characteristics: Average, medium height man with neatly combed short black hair with some hints of white.
2 Personal items: GSh-18 pistol (18 9mm rounds/mag), Swiss army knife.
Small bio: Ex-kgb agent, got reassigned to a more burocratic job as he was getting old for the field work. He still has confidence on his abilities, but often desestimates his age, leading him to take unnecesary risks.

He worked as a counter-espionage agent in Nizhny Novgorod in some high-teach weapon resesarch facilities. He did not know much about all that weapons, but he got the chance to test some of them, as they were short on trained people to shoot them on a firing range. It was a tedious work, the only time something interesting happened was when a hapless thief tried to steal some spare parts of the storage room. He did know nothing about what was happening there, but Eugeny managed to immobilize him and call for someone to transfer him to a KGB office for interrogation.
Survival Motto: Come here and let me show you what i can still do...

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Competent pistol user (Art of using 1 handed fire weapons)
Novice knife fighter (The art of using knifes)
Novice persuasion (The art of persuading people)
Novice trapper (The art of traps and all that)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Swiss army knife
GSh-18 pistol
2 x (9 x 19mm mages)(18 bullets each mag)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name:Steadman Evans
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nationality: European, specifically British
Characteristics: Blond hair, blue eyes, and a scruffy beard of about two inches length.  He has a long scar diagonally across his face. 6 foot 2, 240 pounds
2 Personal items: Machete, .44 Magnum Colt (6 shot revolver)
Small bio:Steadman grew up in downtown London, and from an early age his large size and strength made him the prime target for the roaming gangs of kids looking to beat someone up.  So over the years he grew a twisted sort of brutal in his own sense, yet grew to developed great comradeship with those who treated him with respect.  For years he was known only as the scarred thug, a dangerous man who enjoyed hanging out in back allies to lure unsuspecting criminals into a trap of his own, waiting for them to attack before he would fill them with holes from his trusty magnum revolver.
Survival Motto:Honor, respect, and bloody revenge.

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Competent Blades Fighter (The art of using swords)
Novice Hide-worker
Novice Pistol User ( The art of using 1 handed guns)
Novice Camp Chef

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Machete
.44 Magnum Colt
2 x .44 Magnum cartridges ( 6 shots each)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)
3 wild potatoes
branch of elderberries
some dandelions
garlic

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

[Mr.Zero]

bump

[Caellath]

((My bad~))

Aleksey smirks before starting to search the area nearby.
"So, do you guys have an idea of aything in special we should search for to get some profit?"

Start looking for abandoned soviet-era bunkers.

[NightS]

Eugeny looks at the sky and then at the distance.
"I probably know the same about this area as you, no idea on what to search. If you have a plan i'll follow you though."
Follow Aleksey and help him searching for bunkers

[EveryZig]

"Searching is searching. It's all hidden away, whether here or elsewhere..."
Follow Aleksey

(Forgot quotation marks)

[TCM]

Elizabeth shrugged. "If you find a solar powered battery I would appreciate it."
Follow Aleksy, open computer and search the area for online acsess points."

[Mr.Zero]

Vacation time! Kilakan is somewhere and he hasn't posted an action yet. I Pmed him to send one to me till then i will lock the thread cause im going on vacation and i have no idea if i will have access to a computer with internet.

[Mr.Zero]

3. Follow the leader.
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Encounter roll: 3 (Bit cloudy weather and wind is a bit stronger)

((My bad~))

Aleksey smirks before starting to search the area nearby.
"So, do you guys have an idea of aything in special we should search for to get some profit?"

Start looking for abandoned soviet-era bunkers.

(These rolls are combined rolls which enhance the possibility of doing something)
([5][3][6][6]:4= 5!)
You start discussing with your fellow group members about any possible bunker locations, cause who knows what treasures it contains? Suddenly Elizabeth runs up to the group and tells you about the feint signal she found. It can’t be a bunker for sure, but maybe some kind of radio station or beacon? Quickly you pack up and start heading towards the signal.

Eugeny looks at the sky and then at the distance.
"I probably know the same about this area as you, no idea on what to search. If you have a plan i'll follow you though."
Follow Aleksey and help him searching for bunkers

[3]
You try to discuss with your group mates, however you aren’t too familiar with that particular subject and the area, so you nod a few times.

"Searching is searching. It's all hidden away, whether here or elsewhere..."
Follow Aleksey

(Forgot quotation marks)

[6]
Discussing with Aleksey you try to guess possible bunker locations, you both conclude that you won’t quickly find a bunker here.  You’ll most likely find one near cities, military bases or mountainous area’s. Quickly you hear the good news from Elizabeth and start heading towards the signal.

Elizabeth shrugged. "If you find a solar powered battery I would appreciate it."
Follow Aleksy, open computer and search the area for online acsess points."

[6] After walking a while you got a bit tired, asking the rest to have a small break. While the rest is discussing about possible bunker locations you decide to start up your laptop. You start a few tracking software’s to see if you will receive any pings. Surprisingly, you get a feint radio signal that originates from North-West, quickly you notify the bunch and they really appreciate this finding. After a short pause and some more searching, the group packs up and starts heading for North-West.
Your laptop lost 7% of its power.



[Tiruin]
Appear! You are currently joined with the group, it is as if kilakan never existed and was replaced by you. You got most of the items kilakan found expect his personal goodies. Your standard action for this turn was simply to follow the group to wherever they are heading to.


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Player Data
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Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Aleksey Nuriyev
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian
Characteristics: Hazel eyes, curly black hair, pale skin and a face almost always twisted into an unnerving smile. Always wearing simple black pants and shirts with black boots.
2 Personal items: Makarov pistol with tactical attachments; RGD-5 grenade.
Small bio: Aleksey had no prospect of progression in life, what with being born to a poor family in a shitty town. Even so, he tried hard to study and get a better life for both him and his life, managing to get into one of the best schools in the region with the help and continuous sacrifice of his parents.

His efforts were somewhat hindered by the constant fights he had in the streets with pickpockets and other lowly scum which composed most of his neighborhood's demographics and his hard life which included helping in his father's hauling business from time to time and avoid mugging.

The constant conflict between his relatively tame school life and the raw reality of his life in the local district caused him to develop two main different ways of dealing with things. Either he acted like the nice guy who helped his parents and warmly greeted his acquantainces at the school, going as far as being a little fidgety, or he was the witty bastard who fought in the streets and won.

Aleksey still made it to the top spots of his class and had gained a scholarship, but he had no time to enjoy that fact as his world crumbled to dust as the government failed. His family was murdered and he was left with no one to trust but himself, and so he did. He was hardened, learned how to shoot and kill and obtained his equipment through looting and scavenging. Although his more survivalist, bastard side dominates his relations, he still appears meek for anyone who happens to be good enough to him, although he does hide it as best as he can, getting him severely flustered when such occasions do happen.

Survival Motto: "Do not make me choose between you and me. You are cheap, and my life is just too dear to me."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Competent Pistol User (Art of using 1 handed guns)
Novice Wrestler ( The art of locking your opponent into specific poses)
Novice Dodger ( The art of avoidance)
Novice Rifle User ( Art of using 2 handed rifles ( Includes snipers)
 

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

1 x Makarov pistol
1 x Makarov pistol w/ Flashlight and tactical knife.
4 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
RGD-5 grenade ( Effective range 0-10 meters)
 3 Cans of food
 3 Bottles of Water
 2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
 A Map
 A bedroll
 Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Harvey Johnson
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Nationality: U.S.
Characteristics: Shifty eyes, prone to muttering to himself
2 Personal items: Pistol, Fedora containing tinfoil lining
Small bio: Harvey is paranoid conspiracy theorist who left the U.S. years ago in order to evade what he perceived as CIA surveillance of his every move. Despite the apparent collapse of governments, he is certain that they are secretly still around and up to their sinister schemes.
Survival Motto: "Some call it the apocalypse, but I know that for those in charge it was just PHASE THREE."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

Competent Stealth ( The art of stealthiness)
Novice Pistol User ( The art of using 1 handed guns)
Novice Dodger ( The art of avoidance!)
Novice Wrestler ( The art of locking people into specific stances)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

M1911 pistol
2 x .45 caliber mags ( 7 bullets each)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)
Fedora containing tinfoil lining

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Elizibeth Betand
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Nationality: Swedish
Characteristics: Short, small, pale, looks like a teenager. Covered in a dizzying assortment of goth clothes and acsessories. 
2 Personal items: Taser, Laptop
Small bio: Lived in the household of a wealthy family until she was disowned for reasons she would rather not talk about. Worked as a hacker, probably one of the most capable hackers of all time. She has a photographic memory, which also helped her out in the hacking industry. This was her job until the collapse of society She is eccentric, and many people would rather stay away from her. Has a keen interest in Asian culture. Totally not a rip-off of another character.
Survival Motto: "..."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Electronics [Competant]
Kung-Fu (The art of close quarter combat with the use of your body) [Novice]
Stealth (The art of stealth! Sneaking, hiding, etc.) [Novice]
Field Medic (Basic medical knowledge of wounds, bruises and broken bones)[Novice]

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Taser (100% charged, enough for ~ 8 shocks proper shocks or 4 big ones)
Laptop ( 93% charged, 4 hours and 24 minutes left)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Eugeny Ivanov
Age: 48
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian
Characteristics: Average, medium height man with neatly combed short black hair with some hints of white.
2 Personal items: GSh-18 pistol (18 9mm rounds/mag), Swiss army knife.
Small bio: Ex-kgb agent, got reassigned to a more burocratic job as he was getting old for the field work. He still has confidence on his abilities, but often desestimates his age, leading him to take unnecesary risks.

He worked as a counter-espionage agent in Nizhny Novgorod in some high-teach weapon resesarch facilities. He did not know much about all that weapons, but he got the chance to test some of them, as they were short on trained people to shoot them on a firing range. It was a tedious work, the only time something interesting happened was when a hapless thief tried to steal some spare parts of the storage room. He did know nothing about what was happening there, but Eugeny managed to immobilize him and call for someone to transfer him to a KGB office for interrogation.
Survival Motto: Come here and let me show you what i can still do...

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 Competent pistol user (Art of using 1 handed fire weapons)
Novice knife fighter (The art of using knifes)
Novice persuasion (The art of persuading people)
Novice trapper (The art of traps and all that)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Swiss army knife
GSh-18 pistol
2 x (9 x 19mm mages)(18 bullets each mag)
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Spoiler:  Player Information (click to show/hide)

Name: Rylee Javier
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Nationality: Filipino (Philippines)
Characteristics: Tall (5'2"), light skinned, long black hair, deep brown eyes, lithe in figure.
2 Personal items: Dual Rattan Sticks ; Pocket Knife
Small bio: Rylee lived and grew up in the urban areas of her land, learning the ways and styles of life through hard-work and a frugal lifestyle, for she and her family were not as 'wealthy' as everyone else. She carries a fondness for books and history, having chosen to learn martial arts that befitted her people through the years and has developed an optimistic and benevolent outlook towards life, despite the problems around her.
Survival Motto: "As long as I breathe, I shall persevere."

Spoiler:  Player Condition (click to show/hide)

Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Dual Rattan Sticks
Pocket Knife
3 Cans of food
3 Bottles of Water
1 Makarov
2 x 9×18mm mags ( 10 bullets each)
A Map
A bedroll
Minor medical supplies( bandage, sterilized water, painkillers)
3 wild potatoes
branch of elderberries
some dandelions
garlic

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

[Caellath]

After packing up, Aleksey starts to move towards the source of the signal, hoping to find a beacon and maybe some goodies to sell.

"Well, how strong is the signal?" he asked, a grin spreading on his face as the prospect of profit and shelter was presented to them.

Keep searching for the source of the signal.

[Mr.Zero]

wake up bump for players!

[Caellath]

((*Aleksey starts to poke sleepy teammates OOC*))

[Greenstarfanatic]

Hmm. Seems interesting. May I join the waitlist? A sheet will be produced tonight.

Also, is it okay that I got the name, and then realized it was from Punch Out and went with that?

Name: Aran Ryan
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Nationality: European, Irish.
Characteristics: Has a Brown mullet, stubble, and genuinely Evil Eyes.
2 Personal items: Pair of Boxing Gloves with Horseshoes in them, an old Irish Flintlock Pistol, a family Heirloom.
Small bio: As a kid, he always fought with his parents, beat up kids at school, and cheated on tests. That's what got him through it. He ended up doing well in school, and went on to become a Professional Boxer Part time, and a Professional Cheater Full Time. He hates Americans, and became enraged when he lost to one. He left the ring and went on to hunt his cares away, often making bets with fellow hunters he met along the way. He won a lot, and sure he cheated, but he was down on his luck, and that's incredibly serious when you're Irish! He's spent his years wandering the wilderness, having a bit of a tough time, but surviving quite well nonetheless. He'll do anything to get his way, even if includes killing someone, and he'll probably work cheating in there somewhere too.
Survival Motto: Cheaters never prosper. Unless yer' Irish!