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Katrina Sue Yoppeigh (Janet Tyler)
Female Human Technician (defense option) 6
Height: 5' 9''
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair: brunette (red)
Eyes: brown
Age: 32

Str: 10 (+0) [2 points]
Dex: 12 (+1) [4 points]
Con: 8 (-1) [0 points]
Int: 19 (+4) [16 points, +1 level]
Wis: 10 (+0) [2 points]
Cha: 8 (-1) [0 points]

Hit Dice: 6d6-6
HP: 20
AC: 11 (+1 Dex)
Init: +1 (+1 Dex)
Speed: 30ft

Current Sanity: 50
Max Sanity: 99
20% sanity: 10

Fortitude: +1 [+2 base, -1 Con]
Reflex: +6 [+5 base, +1 Dex]
Will: +5 [+5 base, +0 Wis]

BAB: +3
MAB: +3
RAB: +4

Computer Use +18 [9 ranks, +4 Int, +2 gearhead, +3 emphasis]
Craft: Electronics +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]
Demolitions +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]
Disable Device +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]
Drive +10 [9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Forgery +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]
Knowledge: Electronics +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]
Open Lock +10 [9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Operate Heavy Machinery +10 [9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Repair +18 [9 ranks, +4 Int, +2 gearhead, +3 emphasis]
Research +16 [9 ranks, +4 Int, +3 emphasis]
Search +13 [9 ranks, +4 Int]

Gearhead (1st level)
Skill Emphasis: Computer Use (1st level)
Skill Emphasis: Repair (3rd level)
Skill Emphasis: Research (6th level)


Original savings - $36,000. Yearly income - $60,000.
Blue jeans (5) - $249.75
Dress (3) - $297.00
Sneakers (2) - $98.00
Fashion pumps - $89.95
Undergarments (various) - $150.00

Expensive wrist watch - $300.00
Cellular phone - $89.95
Good PC system (5) - $12,999.75
Good laptop - $2,399.95
Palmtop PC - $499.95
Internet service (monthly) - $20.00
200-watt music system - 459.95
35-inch stereo PiP television - 1,299.95
Apartment - $240.00/week

Savings left - $4,345.80

Katrina (Janet) is taller then an average woman and rather slim. She generally wears jeans and blouses with sneakers. (These days she wears nice business type woman's suits.) She usually wears her mid back length hair in a pony tail. (Now shoulder length.) On very special occasions she can be seen in one of three dresses that she owns with the one pair of black high heels she owns. She often wears contacts for her nearsightedness but can sometimes be seen wearing her wire rimmed glasses. (Wears the glasses in place of the contacts except when at home.)

Katrina tends to be very introverted. She typically goes straight to work and straight home. When not at work she is surfing the web or working on a number of pet projects.

As a child Katrina could best be described as a hacker. She has always liked working with computers and actually wrote a few viruses in her early days. But she never saw a reason to release them onto any systems.

After high school she went Texas A&M University where she received a B.S. in Computer Science. She has worked as a programmer for the last 10 years with a number of companies. Her restless spirit causes her to want to move on after only a few months. She doesn't have any real friends to speak of other then a high school friend, Geena Smart, that she occasionally goes to the mall with. She spends most of her free time at home working on various computer and electronic projects. She currently resides in the Dallas, Texas vicinity.

She recently lost her job due to a misunderstanding with her boss. While sitting at home she found a particularly interesting web site that seemed to be secured. After several hours of hacking she was able to get into the site, or so she thought. Once in there was nothing but a mostly blank welcome page. The next day she was called by a Washington DC area company for an interview. Unknown to her the web site was a Delta Green test and she passed. She leaves tomorrow for the interview. She has no idea how the company got her name, but work is work and she has never been to D.C.
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Dr. Jonathan Paul Andersen, MD/PhD , Centers for Disease Control and Prevention
Male Professor (defense option) 6

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 163 lbs.
Hair: Thick brown, slightly unkempt. Clean shaven.
Eyes: Dark brown
Age: 39

Str: 10 (+0)
Dex: 10 (+0)
Con: 12 (+1)
Int: 16 (+3)
Wis: 13 (+1)
Cha: 14 (+2)

Hit Dice: 6d6+6
HP: 29
AC: 13 (+0 Dex, +3 defense)
Init: +0 (+0 Dex)
Speed: 30 ft.

Current Sanity: 65
Max Sanity: 99
20% sanity: 13

Fortitude +6 [+5 base, +1 Con]
Reflex +2 [+2 base, +0 Dex]
Will +6 [+5 base, +1 Wis]

BAB: +3
Melee Atk: +3
Ranged Atk: +3

Computer Use +14 [Core, 9 ranks, +3 Int, Gearhead +2]
Concentration +6 [Core, 5 ranks, +1 Con]
Diplomacy +9 [Core, 7 ranks, +2 Cha]
Drive +2 [4 ranks, +0 Dex]
Gather Information +5 [6 ranks, +2 Cha]
Heal +11 [Core, 9 ranks, +2 Cha]
Knowledge (biology) +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +3 Int]
Knowledge (medicine) +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +3 Int]
Knowledge (chemistry) +9 [Core, 6 ranks, +3 Int]
Listen +9 [Core, 6 ranks, +1 Wis, Alertness +2]
Repair +12 [Core, 7 ranks, +3 Int, Gearhead +2]
Research +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +3 Int]
Search +8 [Core, 3 ranks, +3 Int, Sharp-Eyed +2]
Sense Motive +4 [2 ranks, +1 Wis, Sharp-Eyed +2]
Speak Other Language (French) +4 [2 ranks, +3 Int]
Spot +5 [Core, 4 ranks, +1 Wis, Alertness +2]
Swim +1 [2 ranks, +0 Str]

Alertness (1st level)
Gearhead (3rd level)
Sharp-Eyed (6th level)
Weapon Proficiency (shotgun) (1st level)

English, French

Original savings - $24,000. Yearly income - $40,000.
Blue jeans (6) - $299.70
Souble pleated pants (3) - $119.85
Baggy jogging suit (2) - $119.00
Rayon blend 2-piece suit (2) - $299.00
Nylon swim trunks - $14.95
Thermal underwear - $12.95
Leather jacket - $249.95
Leather docksider shoes (2) - $99.90
Cross-trainer shoes (3) - $329.85

Cellular phone - $89.95
Pager - $89.95
Pager service (monthly)- $6.00
Good laptop - $2,399.95
Internet service (monthly) - $20.00
Portable storage disk drive - $149.95
Rain slicker and hood - $34.95
Hiking/riding suit - $109.95
Hunter’s coat - $129.95
Hiking boots - $249.95
Browning Auto 5 12-gauge shotgun - $600.00
Leather gloves - $22.88
Men’s toilet set - $25.00
Attaché case - $149.95
Cheap wrist watch - $29.95
Scientific calculator - $19.95
Digital AC/DC multimeter - $19.95
House - $16,000.00/year

Savings left - $2,306.57

Appearance: Jonathan Andersen is a tall and thin man of Scandinavian descend in his late thirties. His lightly tanned handsome face is framed by a wavy shock of thick, brown hair. He usually goes unshaven and is often bleary eyed from long hours at night in the lab. A pair of thin, black designer glasses rest on his aquiline nose. Jonathan generally dresses in blue jeans and a dressy long sleeved button up shirt or polo. Jonathan smiles readily and laughs genuinely, always showing a broad set of white teeth. Jonathan is often found lounging back in his chair, his brows furrowed as he pours over some research problem on his laptop.

Personality: Jonathan is a generous person who is always willing to aid those in need. Growing up in a small town before becoming a world-class biologist and bioinformaticist, he always supports the underdog, giving people chances that they might not have elsewhere. Jonathan is also known to give people second chances that have transgressed against him. He always experiences a great thrill when his protégés succeed. His one fault is his research, his passion. Jonathan devotes everything to his work, working exceedingly long hours in his research lab in Atlanta. His devotion to his work led to his wife leaving him five years ago. Jonathan has been single since. However, his devotion to his research is not necessarily that noble. Jonathan finds enjoyment in his work in the challenges his research problems pose, rather than some noble effort to save people. Jonathan secretly loves the accolades his research has garnered him. Rarely does he consider the pain and suffering of those his research is ultimately trying to help.

Background: Born in Baraboo, WI on January 1, 1966, Jonathan was an only-child that grew up in the country, spending his days fishing in the local trout stream or hunting rabbits, grouse, and pheasants in the farmers’ fields. Jonathan continues to hunt small game to this day, taking occasional breaks from his strenuous schedule to heft his old Belgian-made Browning 12-gauge shotgun.

After graduating from high school, Jonathan earned a scholarship to the University of Wisconsin Madison in 1984, where he excelled in biology and chemistry before attending Washington University in St. Louis in 1988. In 1995 Jonathan graduated from Washington University with a dual MD/PhD degree after studying infectious diseases. He was hired shortly after by the Center for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), managing his own research laboratory in Atlanta, GA. His research was novel at the time, attempting to design DNA vaccines purely from the genome of an infectious agent. Now a world-leader in bioinformatics, Jon Andersen has begun to focus on potential pandemics such as influenza or genetically modified small pox.

Jonathan’s exploits did not escape the government’s eye. In 2001, he was ordered to travel to Philadelphia, PA to work with Officer Solomon Brown on potential anthrax threats. Strangely, Jon Anderson never found where the orders came from that told his superiors to ship him to Philadelphia. Anthrax was not his specialty and was not a communicable disease as were the diseases his research investigated. He quickly assumed he was put on the case because of his general knowledge of infectious diseases. During his stay in Philadelphia, Jonathan formed a strong friendship with Officer Brown, admiring the man’s pragmatism and honesty, a refreshing break from the haughty scientists he often worked with. Officer Brown took the lead on the investigation because of his police background, while Jon Andersen provided assistance when dealing with potential anthrax contamination. While the anthrax scares in Philadelphia were hoaxes, their investigations always ended with frustration or were buried in bureaucratic red tape. It was Jonathan’s suspicion that the hoaxes seemed to originate from a single person or group and seemed to be a call for help. Jonathan never knew whether Officer Brown shared Jonathan’s suspicions. When the anthrax threat ceased, Jon Andersen was sent back to Atlanta before the investigations were complete.

Jonathan Andersen has spent the last three months in Washington, D.C. briefing bureaucrats and military leaders on the threats of infectious diseases. Much to Jon’s annoyance, their interest stems from potential terrorist threats, clearly ignoring the threat from diseases such as influenza or emerging diseases such as SARS. Jonathan continually finds himself more and more disillusioned by the country’s leaders and their political interests.

Committed Hero

Marcus K. Foster, Special Agent, Drug Enforcement Administration

Male offense option 6
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 179 lbs.
Skin: Medium Black
Hair: Clipped bald; clean shaven
Eyes: Black
Age: 32

Str: 14 (+2)
Dex: 12 (+1)
Con: 12 (+1)
Int: 16 (+3)
Wis: 9 (0)
Cha: 12 (0) [4th lvl]

Hit Dice: 5d6+12
HP: 33
AC: 12 [+1 Defense, +1 Dex]
Init: +1 [+1 Dex]
Speed: 30 ft.

Current Sanity: 45
Max Sanity: 99
20% sanity: 9

Fortitude +3 [+2 base, +1 Con]
Reflex +6 [+5 base, +1 Dex]
Will +2 [+2 base]

BAB: +5
Melee Atk: +7 [+5 base, +2 Str]
Ranged Atk: +6 [+5 base, +1 Dex]
Sig-Sauer P229 +6
Colt CAR-15 SMG +6
Remington Model 870 P Shotgun +2


Appraise +7 [Core, 4 ranks, +3 Int]
Balance +8 [Core, 5 ranks, +1 Dex, +2 synergy]
Bluff +6 [Core, 5 ranks, +1 Cha]
Drive +4 [6 ranks, +1 Dex]
Hide +10 [Core, 9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Intimidate +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +1 Cha, +2 synergy]
Jump +10 [Core, 5 ranks, +3 Str, +2 synergy]
Knowledge (Law) +4 [2 ranks, +3 Int]
Knowledge (Streetwise) +4 [2 ranks, +3 Int]
Listen +9 [Core, 9 ranks]
Move Silently +10 [Core, 9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Open Lock +10 [Core, 9 ranks, +1 Dex]
Read Lips +5 [4 ranks, +3 Int]
Search +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +3 Int]
Spot +9 [Core, 9 ranks]
Tumble +8 [Core, 5 ranks, +1 Dex, +2 synergy]

Weapon Proficiency: Pistol (1st)
Weapon Proficiency: SMG (1st)
Point Blank Shot (1st)
Rapid Shot (3rd)
Run (6th)


Sig-Sauer P229 (shoulder holster)
Remington Model 870 P Shotgun (trunk of car)
2000 Honda Accord
business casual clothing
desktop computer

Marcus has a youthful appearance despite his age, and has been approached to consider undercover work, which he has turned down. He keeps his head shaved, and wears a small stud earring on his left ear. Generally he avoids wearing suits unless absolutely necessary, although he tends to choose good quality clothes even for casual events.

Marcus has a generally positive disposition despite the tough nature of his job, and can come off as foolhardy - although he keenly appreciates the nature of drug raids and has minimized his exposure to danger. He is scrupulous about the contraband he is entrusted with on a daily basis, and has even (anonymously) turned in one colleague who had attempted to remove cocaine from the DEA evidence storage.

Marcus grew up in the Hampton Roads, Virginia area. His parents were separated but each played significant roles in his youth. Despite the presence of drugs in his neighborhood, he avoided them at an early age, and still volunteers as a mentor to guide children away from them. His grades and athletic skills were good enough to provide him a scholarship to Vanderbilt University (football and track), where he did well enough to graduate cum laude. He became interested in the DEA during a campus recruiting appointment and had a job secured before graduation. While in their employ he has specialized in the collection of forfeited assets during raids. His eye for managing post-raid seizures has led to several commendations.
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Richard Peter Andrews Jr., Analyst, Federal Bureau of Investigation

Male White Collar Professional (defense option) 6
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 168 lbs.
Hair: Dark brown, thinning. Clean shaven.
Eyes: Blue
Age: 42

Str: 10 (+0)
Dex: 14 (+2)
Con: 12 (+1)
Int: 15 (+2)
Wis: 12 (+1)
Cha: 14 (+2)

Hit Dice: 6d6+6
HP: 32
AC: 15 (+2 Dex, +3 defense)
Init: +2 (+2 Dex)
Speed: 30 ft.

Current Sanity: 53
Max Sanity: 99
20% sanity: 13

Fortitude +3 [+2 base, +1 Con]
Reflex +7 [+5 base, +2 Dex]
Will +8 [+5 base, +1 Wis, +2 iron Will]

BAB: +3
Melee Atk: +3
Ranged Atk: +5


Bluff +7 [Core, 5 ranks, +2 Cha]
Computer Use +5 [Core, 3 ranks, +2 Int]
Diplomacy +13 [Core, 9 ranks, +2 Cha, +2 Trustworthy]
Disable Device +3 [1 ranks, +2 Int]
Drive +2 [0 ranks, +2 Dex]
Forgery +6 [Core, 4 ranks, +2 Int]
Gather Information +13 [Core, 9 ranks, +2 Cha, +2 Trustworthy]
Intimidate +7 [Core, 5 ranks, +2 Cha]
Knowledge (law) +4 [Core, 2 ranks, +2 Int]
Knowledge (history) +2 [2 ranks, +2 Int]
Knowledge (geography) +4 [2 ranks, +2 Int]
Knowledge (local, DC) +3 [1 ranks, +2 Int]
Listen +4 [Core, 3 ranks, +1 Wis]
Open Lock +3 [1 ranks, +2 Int]
Repair +3 [1 ranks, +2 Int]
Research +5 [Core, 3 ranks, +2 Int]
Search +13 [Core, 9 ranks, +2 Int, Sharp-Eyed +2]
Sense Motive +12 [Core, 9 ranks, +1 Wis, Sharp-Eyed +2]
Speak Other Language (Arabic) [2 ranks]
Speak Other Language (Russian) [2 ranks]
Spot +4 [Core, 3 ranks, +1 Wis]

Iron Will (1st level)
Trustworthy (3rd level)
Sharp-Eyed (6th level)
Weapon Proficiency (pistol) (1st level)

English, Arabic, Russian

Original savings - $30,000 Yearly income - $50,000

Stuff- $20k *will elaborate*

Savings left - $10,000

Andrews is a hawkish looking, middle aged man. Almost never seen outside of a dark grey pinstripe suit, white shirt, and striped tie, Andrews has thinning dark brown hair, and ice blue eyes. His skin is pale, and showing fine wrinkles around the mouth from years of pursing his lips from smoking. He does smell of cigarettes. He keeps his hair slicked back, and is generally very clean cut. His apartment is a different story.

Andrews is a calculating man. He is ingratiating to his superiors, and demeaning to his subordinates, unless they show potential. He is a rather intense man, smoking constantly, and staring people right in the eye. Everyone he deals with has a specific use, otherwise they're a waste to him. He is a bit of a diplomat, though, making a career in finding out what people want. He feels that providing that, is the key to his success.

Andrews was born in Roanoke, Virginia. His mother held down a waitressing job and worked long hours, but made enough to ensure that Richard got his education. With a lot of scratching and scraping, he got himself into UVA for his undergrad in history, and then went to NYU for his Master's in Criminal Justice. His mother became very sick while he was finishing grad school, so Richard returned to Virginia to care for his mother, dying of emphysema. She died within 2 years, and Richard married a woman quite similar to her, a chain smoking waitress. Just starting his career in the FBI, Andrews worked long hours just to get his foot in the door. Being a driven and determined worker, with a knack for linguistics, and an innate understanding of the workings of DC bureaucracy, Andrews rose fast within the Bureau. 10 years and a couple of kids later, Richard came home one night, late as always, to find his belongings packed, and his wife, with her brother and her lover (whom Richard knew all about), ushering him out the door. He was hardly surprised.
Andrews has since been living in an apartment in Alexandria, though he's rarely there. He likes to work long hours. The only people he knows outside of work are the Vietnamese guy at the newsstand who sells him grey market cigarettes, and occasionally, the bartender a a Ruby Tuesdays on his block. He sees his kids once every month or so, but they've grown completely distant to them, so he just buys them things to make himself feel a little more human. He is consumed with his work. Most of his days are spent sifting through intercepted correspondence looking for threads of meaning. Even before 9/11, Andrews was more successful then most members of his department at maintaining relationships with certain departments of the CIA and the NSA. Most of these relationships were off the books. Most were made by brokering information, but that was the game before 9/11. Now, he looks like some poster child for the Department of Homeland Security, but it was always a little more personal than that, a little more cynical. The only real challenge left is showing the guys upstairs where it all comes from, but his clearance is high, and he gets results. It still keeps him up at night. Hell, it should.
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Solomon Peter Brown
Male Detective/FBI recruit (defense option) 6
Height: 6' 2''
Weight: 231 lbs
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Dark Brown
Age: 35
Str: 12 (+1) [4 points]
Dex: 16 (+3) [8 points,+1 level]
Con: 10 (+0) [2 points]
Int: 14 (+2) [6 points]
Wis: 12 (+1) [4 points]
Cha: 12 (+1) [4 points]
Hit Dice: 6d6
HP: 26 (current: 10 - ouch)
AC: 16 (+3 Dex,+3 level)
Init: +3 (+3 Dex)
Speed: 30ft
Current Sanity: 58 (-2: Scott Addam's Lump)
Max Sanity: 99
20% sanity: 12
Fortitude: +2 [+2 base]
Reflex: +8 [+5 base, +3 Dex]
Will: +6 [+5 base, +1 Wis]

BAB: +3
MAB: +4
RAB: +6
Skills - 90 Skill Points (8+2/Level 40 @ 1st)

11 Bluff 8(Cha +1, Persuasive +2)
12 Drive 9(Dex +3) Switched from Open Locks, if allowed.
10 Gather Information 9(Cha +1)
08 Hide 5(Dex +3)
12 Intimidate 9(Cha +1, Persuasive +2)
06 Knowledge (Local: Philadelphia) 4(Int+2)
09 Knowledge (Street Smarts) 7(Int +2)
08 Listen 7(Wis +1)
07 Move Silently 4(Dex +3)
11 Search 9(Int +2)
10 Sense Motive 9(Wis +1)
09 Spot 8(Wis +1)

Cross Class:
03 Speak Other Language (Spanish) 1 (Int +2)

Feats:WP/Pistol (1st)
Point Blank Shot (1st)
Precise Shot (3rd)
Persuasive (6th)

English (native)
Spanish (3)

Savings - x$24,000
Yearly income - x$40,000.

Solomon is a tall, well-built, medium skinned black with somewhat handsome features . He is clean shaven, and wears no jewelry. The impression of his wedding band is still visible on his left ring finger, but a year after the divorce it is starting to fade. Solomon wears fashionable clothing and shoes, and always carries a pack of cigarettes or two.

Solomon is prone to bouts of depression, but at most times is a pretty easy going guy with a love for his work, sports (especially the Eagles. He hates the Redskins, just like his father did), and religion, probably in that order.

Solomon was born in Philadelphia to an almost middle class family. His mom stayed home with him and his two brothers, and his dad was beat cop in the 39th Patrol district. Solomon wanted to to be just like him, but his dad instilled in him the dream of joining the FBI.

Solomon joined the force after a short and uneventful stint in the army right after high school, and married his now ex-wife Brenda soon after. He'd known her since he was kid, when they had gone to church together, and he had married her, thinking that this was pretty much expected of him. When she left last year, he was depressed more by the fact he had failed than by the actual loss.

As a black man without a college education, he knew joining the FBI was a longshot. First, he'd have to prove himself on the PPD. He needed to make detective quickly, Solomon knew that the fastest route was through working on the gang task force, and so he put his time in there for a few years before it really got to him. Looking back, he thinks these experiences may have done more to solidify his decision not to have children than anything else. He took and passed the detective's exam, and went to work in the Special Investigations bureau, based out of the 39th Patrol District in North Philadelphia. He applied several times to the FBI, but had always been turned down - the stated reason being his lack of experience.

Back in 2001, when DC was hit by the Anthrax mailer Solomon ran across some information that pointed him towards several kooks resident in Philly, and after opening his big mouth about it he was assigned to check them out. Initial investigations promising, and the CDC even sent him one of their guys - Jon Anderson to help out. Solomon never could figure out why the PPD was willing to pay for his help - the city was pretty strapped back then - but he was grateful for it. Hell, he even got on pretty well with the guy - well enough to let the guy call him "Sol" which was a rarity, especially with white guys.

Together they tracked down each lead, following them to their predictable dead ends. Jonathan thought it was weird how the leads all fell apart so quickly, but, as Solomon told him, "That's just police work." Except in one case, that is. One case, he agreed with Jonathan about. Jonas Milikan had been a biochemistry grad student back in '84 before being convicted for the murder of one of his colleagues. A few years earlier, his conviction had been suddenly overturned when some key evidence against him was discovered to be missing during one of Milikan's appeals. During his fourteen years in prison, he'd made a habit of baguely threatening, vaguely pleading letters to government people he held responsible for his incarceration. Solomon thought the anthrax mailer's letters sounded like Milikan's writing. And the first time he and Jonathan had examined his apartment, Jonathan's equipment had detected all sorts of weird s***. Solomon was sure they had the guy. Next day, though, with backup and more equipment to preserve samples, they found nothing. They's been careful about not disturbing anything in their first search, and there was no way Milikan could have even gotten back there before the second search. But the place was clean as a soap factory. And after watching the guy for a while longer, even Solomon had to admit they had nothing on him for the anthrax. Somthing about the guy still stank, though. Solomon just couldn't figure out what. Jon went back to Atlanta, but they still keep in touch, especially when the Eagles play the Packers. He's become a friend, though they avoid talking politics too much.

After the anthrax investigations fizzled, Solomon settled into the routine of a career detective, and finally decided to content himself with it. That was the very day the FBI called. With a laugh, he told his Lt, and put in his notice. He heard Jon was in DC these days, and so left a message with the only non-FBI guy he knew in that town that he'd be moving down there, but they haven't actually spoken yet, so Jon doesn't know about the new job yet.
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They only wish it was going to be Sanity loss! :D

Though for a female computer programmer with no combat skills, she is putting up quite a fight! ;)
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Jacob Rook, Journalist/Author
Reporter (Offensive Option)

Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair: Jacob shaves his head these days. What little hair is visible on his face (his eyebrows, and occassionally a bit of stubble) is black.
Eyes: Grey
Age: 31

Str: 8 (-1)
Dex: 14 (+2)
Con: 10 (+0)
Int: 14 (+2)
Wis: 14 (+2)
Cha: 16 (+3)

Hit Dice: 6d6
Hit Points: 26
AC: 13 (+2 Dex, +1 Def)
Init: +2
Speed: 30

Current Sanity: 68
Max Sanity: 99
20% Sanity: 14

Fortitude: +5
Reflex: +4 (+2 save, +2 Dex)
Will: +4 (+2 save, +2 Dex)

BAB: +5
Melee Attack: +4
Ranged Attack: +7

Bluff: 9 ranks (+3 Cha) +12
Craft: Writing: 9 ranks (+2 Int) +11
Gather Information: 9 ranks (+3 Cha) +12
Intimidate: 9 ranks (+3 Cha, +2 synergy: Bluff) +14
Knowledge: Occult: 9 ranks (+2 Int) +11
Knowledge: Streetwise: 9 ranks (+2 Int) +11
Research: 9 ranks (+2 Int) +11
Search: 9 ranks (+2 Int) +11
Sense Motive: 9 ranks (+2 Wis, +2 feat) +13
Sleight of Hand: 9 ranks (+2 Dex, +2 synergy:bluff) +13
Spot: 9 ranks (+2 Wis, +2 feat) +13

Feats: Alert Eye, WP Pistol (Bonus), Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot, Precise Shot

Languages: English

Equipment--$12,000 monthly/$20,000 savings.

Appearance: Jake is a thin, short, pale man with a harsh angular face. He is generally dressed in clothing that borders on the outlandish--Hawaian shirts, slacks, boots, sunglasses, and when outside, a straw hat. However, occasionally he stops bordering and crosses right over into it. Like when he attended a contract signing dressed as a clown. Or the time he attended an autograph signing in his pajamas. Or the time he attended his divorce hearings in a giant shrimp costume...

Personality: On first impression, Jacob Rook strikes people as harsh, abrasive, and quite possibly insane. That's also how he strikes them on their second impression, third impression, fourth impression, etc. Jake is a rather overwhelming personality, hard-hitting, and blunt, except when he wants to be weaselly and indirect. Jake is obsessed with getting the truth about various occult happenings--in fact, as a rule he's obsessed about things in general, including pistols, the government, and his various problems with agents, ex-wives, and lawyers.


Biographical Sketch from Illuminati Everywhere!; My Hunt For the Conspiracy
Born in 1975 in Providence, Rhode Island, Jacob Rook has lived an interesting life, from dropping out of high school at 16 to join the Army, only to go AWOL after a week--from spending two years on the road as a three-card monte man--and from travelling the world in search of THE TRUTH, and writing articles for such quality publications as The Daily Tattler, Third Eye Magazine, and Kenneth Gravinsky's Lavender Soap Monthly Digest. Rook is the award-winning author* of such books as The Great Loch Ness Conspiracy--Unveiled!, Devils From the Sky!; What They Don't Want You To Know About UFOS!, The Horrors Below: The Hidden Civilizations Beneath Our Very Feet!, And Lead Us Into Temptation! Mad Villainous Cults!, and The Antique Pistol Fancier's Handbook: Finding Them, Buying Them, and Shooting BATF Swine With Them, as well as writing a regular column for Third Eye called Rook's Rookery, and another for Gravinsky's Digest called Ubiquitous Iniquity.

*UFO Award 1995, 1998, 2000; Illuminatus Award 1995, 1996; DERO Award 1997; Pistol Fancier Award 1994
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