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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 1484801" data-attributes="member: 6115">Kincaid Gerrandt, human military fast hero 1; CR 1; medium humanoid; HD 1d8 (9 hp); Reputation +0; Action Points 5; Wealth Bonus +4; Init +3; Speed 30 feet; Defense 16 (+3 Dex, +3 Class), flatfooted 13, touch 16, ACP 0; DT 12; Bab +0, Grapple +0; Atk +1 melee (1d4+1, critical 20/x2, unarmed) or +5 point blank (2d8+1, critical 20/x2, FN Five-Seven) or +4 ranged (2d8, critical 20/x2, FN Five-Seven); SV Fort +1, Refl +4, Will +1; Str 12, Dex 16, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 12.32 pnt buy12 (4) 16 (10) 12 (4) 14 (6) 12 (4) 12 (4)Allegiances: flow, debts, immediacySkills: (28 skill points, 4/2 max ranks) balance +7 (4 ranks), drive +7 (4 ranks), escape artist +7 (4 ranks), listen +2 (1.0 ranks), knowledge (streetwise) +6 (4 ranks), sleight of hand +7 (4 ranks), spot +2 (1.0 ranks), tumble +7 (4 ranks).Feats: Simple Weapons, Combat Martial Arts, Personal Firearms, Point Blank ShotTalents: EvasionPossessions: FN Five-Seven (licensed, mastercraft +1), concealed carry holster, illuminator, 10 5.7x28mm clips (200 rnds), knife, concealed sheath, stun gun, black dress jacket and slacks, leather belt, dark red dress shirt, black leather shoes, pack of cigarettes, match book, duct tape, zip-tie handcuffs (25), chemical light sticks (5), motorcycle helmet, 998R DucattiAppearance: His raven skin contrasts with stark white hair buzzed into a spiky crew cut, a light slender crescent beneath his left eye is the only mar upon his skin.  His eyes are narrow and acute, dilated black pupils surrounded by azure flit about, draining the clandestine world.  His form is lithe and lightly muscled, the sinuous form of a dancer.  A black suit jacket and slacks along with a crimson dress shirt with the collars pulled up continue the tranquil sharpness of his character.Personality: The one thing anyone notices about Kincaid is a menacing calm that he always carries with him.  Even in the most heated gunfights he'll strike a cigarette for a puff if he feels he has time.History: No one, not even Kincaid knows when exactly he was born, or to whom, but probably around the year 2000 he was born.  He grew up in an orphanage that was run by a Tao priest until it was bought and torn down when he was 12.  Against his will he was sent off to a military academy where he quickly forged his way to the top of the class without even trying, earning a few enemies along the way.  At 18 he graduated and was immediately enlisted in one of the mercenary divisions of a large pharmaceutical corp.He spent four years working his way up through the ranks, eventually becoming one of a few handpicked members of strike team.  They were sent out on a mission where they were supposedly there to infiltrate an organization which was developing chemical weapons and destroy the chemicals.  However, come to find out, they were actually going in and destroying a medical lab for treating the poor.  When some of the patients and doctors resisted, they slaughtered them until Kincaid stumbled upon an old man, the same Tao priest who had raised him, blood pouring from a gunshot wound.  The old priest looked upon him as would a dying father who had lost his only son, and died.  Kincaid was struck, dropping to his knees he clenched the dead priest to him, the old priest's look burnt into his mind.  The fellow members of the strike team saw him clutching the old man to his chest, the team leader, a close friend of Kincaid's, gave only a single look then pulled his pistol and shot Kincaid in the back.  Kincaid slipped into unconsciousness.For six months he was in a coma, when he awoke he was in a hospital bed.  Six months of physical recovery later and with the last of some hidden away money, he purchased a Ducatti bike, a couple sets of fine clothing, a few pieces of hardware, and for now rents an apartment in The City (old San Fran) while he tries to piece together things.</blockquote>

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