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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 565308" data-attributes="member: 2561">Jaque L'Treugh; Age 32; FrenchDedicated Hero 2;Occupation - Investigative(Private Investigator);Allegiances - Group(Friends/Party), Moral Philosophy(Good), Ethical Philosophy(Order);Reputation - 1;Wealth - 7 = 6(2d4) + 2(Occupation) - 2(Desert Eagle) + 1(Chrono Cop)Str 10, Dex 14, Con 8, Int 16, Wis 16, Cha 10;HD 2; HP 6(2d6-2);Saves - Fort +1, Reflex +3, Will +5;AC - 14(+2 Defense, +2 Dex)BA - +1 melee, +3 rangedSkills - Forgery (Int) +8/5Investigate (Int) +8/5Knowledge (Arcane Lore) +6/3Knowledge (Behavioural Sciences) +6/3Knowledge (History) +6/3Listen (Wis) +7/4Read/Write Language (french, english, german, latin, temporal)Search (Int) +7/4Sense Motive (Wis) +11/5Speak Language (french, english, german, latin, temporal)Spot (Wis) +7/4Survival (Wis) +7/4Talents - Skill Emphasis(Sense Motive);Feats - Attentive, Point Blank Shot, Track, All Weapon ProficienciesDescription & History-Jaque is a pale man, he looks about ten years older than he actually is due an undiagnosed illness he contracted during a childhood on a cattle station in the Australian outback. This disease, though apparently not deadly, slowly ate away at his once great physical strength and stamina over a period of years. In Australia his primary schooling was done over long distance radio seeing as he lived in such a remote location, and when his parents moved back to France he went to high school there (undoubtably this transition caused some culture shock). By the time he finished school he had seen many, many doctors, none could help, he was known as a strange anomily in the medical world. This caused him to start his own search for a cure, which involved interacting with a lot of frauds and apparent holy men. He also did some probing of the past to find probible previous cases. All was to no avail, but eventually he got so good at this searching for people and things business that he became an incredibly successful private eye. He soon earnt enough money to buy himself a custom made hand gun, a titanium plated .440 Cor-Bon Desert Eagle with laser pointer, and a few double column 14(13+1 for gun enthusiasts) round magazines. He treasured it, but was never afraid to put it to good use. Time ticked away, he became quite good at picking out fact from fiction but still had no cure. His body became a little frail as he reached the age of 30, but with some effort he was able to slow down the process due to an expensive diet. Nonetheless his illness was not far from being cured, he just didn't know it.How he got into the TTA-Jaque stepped out of the rented car, a good price was offered for the live apprehension of a high tech burglur whom he had carefully followed from Luxembourg to the outskirts of Marsaille. Finally it seemed the time was right to confront him. Even though authorities wanted this guy alive Jaque couldn't help but bring along his prized side arm just in case. He drew a magazine from a belt pouch hidden under his jacket and slowly slid it into butt of the Desert Eagle. When he heard it click into place he flicked off the safety and pulled the slide to chamber the first round. Today he was gonna earn enough to live happily for about a year or so, not that he'd stop working during that time, no way, had to keep fit after all, had to fight it off somehow...He walked beside the gravel path up to the apparently empty villa, pine trees stood bolt upright as though there was suspense in the air. He decided to try and get in around the back, the front was too open for him. As he crept up alongside the house he noticed the Jaguar parked in the garage, but something seemed off, he decided to take a look. He walked over to the car, it was obviously not your standard sports car. He took a couple of minutes to look it over and could only describe the thing as 'futuristic' afterwoods. The things had gizmos coming out every which way, it was unreal. He shook off his puzzlement at how high tech this thief really was and proceeded around the back of the villa. To his further surprise he found a group of individuals were also attempting to break in to the place, they were whispering something that sounded vaguely like latin. He trained his gun on the one with an MP5SD."Okay, whats your business here, let me say I've probably been after this guy for much longer than you bunch have and I believe that if you don't want to share the bounty you can swiftly depart by whatever means you came," Jaque whispered sterly at them.The group looked at each other, unperterbed by Jaque's intrusion. All of them except the woman with the automatic suddenly pulled assorted handguns on him. The idea of alternate means to get financial support for the next year sprung to mind."How about I sit this one out," Jaque said with a grin. He lowered his gun and slowly started walking back to the car, starting to really feel disappointed about how long he had worked on this. As he opened the driver's seat door in his car he took a look at the villa and an idea came to him, if the guy gets out of the house he'll try to drive away, so he took the car around the corner and parked it across the narrow road. As he got out again he noticed the sound of gunfire coming from the house, he ran back towards there to see the burglar jump from a window and start running for the garage."Hold it right th-" Jaque was cut off by the explosion of the villa.He was flattenned by the blast, his weapon going off as he landed flat on his back. The burglar didn't care though as he picked himself up and got into the Jaguar. He revved the engine as Jaque struggled to get up. He then attempted to run Jaque over, picking up some incredible speed in the 40 or so metres between them somehow. Jaque rolled on his side to get out of the way, and as the vehicle passed he fired three rounds at it, one missed, one hit a back tire and the final one grazed the driver's shoulder. This sent the vehicle out of control, it jerked to the left and compacted itself against a particularly old tree, which barely noticed the impact save a shudder.Jaque went over to check whether the driver was still alive, in fact he was able to notice from about thirty metres away that the burglar had died, due to the even layer of burglar that seemed to be applied to many things nearby."Merde," he said grimly, looking at the car, then back at the house, then back at the car."You know we can cure that condition of yours," said a voice behind him.Jaque spun around to see a man wearing casual attire, looking at him in a matter-of-fact way."We really can," he said again, "We saw what you just did and we'd like to offer you a position with us, once you're employed with us you'll be free of that virus,"Jaque wasn't believing what he was seeing, everything had gone wrong and now some loon who he didn't know was offering a cure for the virus he had. He shrugged, he really couldn't be bothered now. The guy seemed to be telling the truth so Jaque thought he might as well see what he was talking about."Tell me more," he said.</blockquote>

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