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[Rysith]

I'm bored, and have no idea what the rules are, and you people need some food if you aren't going to die horribly by the next winter.

Name: 'Sir' Rax Stephansson
Nationality: American
Age: 35
Skills: A bit of everything, really. Primarily farming, with a bit of mechanics, electrical engineering, and hunting thrown in. A dab of combat training as well, but he hasn't handled a gun in years.

Brief background: Rax was part of the army, before leaving to be a survivalist in the Rocky Mountains because he found the strict regulation too confining. He decided to join up with this slightly larger group for companionship and similarly-minded people and because hey, tropical rainforests could be an interesting change of scenery.

Equipment: Rax brought some hand-made but well-fitted leather armor, a bow and arrows, a footlocker of odds and ends (mostly broken stuff that he uses for parts), several boxes of seeds, a few pairs of old military fatigues, and a two-handed sword.

[woose1]

AHHHHHGGGG NOOOO!

Well.. I gues I will just hang around for the eventual "Forum Games/roleplaying" version of this.

[inaluct]

I think I might immigrate into this, now that I can rest assured that there won't be someone playing a German guy who magically makes bags of narcotics appear in people's hands.

[Dwarf]

Thus, we might safely begin. I declareth the RPG for officiallye openth!