*insert formal greeting here*

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Name: [b]Johnathan Victoris Centuria[/b]

Military codename: TBD

Gender:Male

Age: 16

Appearance: Jet black hair, dull red eyes, 6' 0'', evidently physically fit, noticeably tanned skin

Personality: Quiet and reserved, even guarded at times. Consistently has a sense of competency about him. Holds himself to high standards.

Biography: Product of the well regarded late Centuria family, a clan that contained a rich history of excellent and humble warriors participating heavily in most of history's known wars. Incredibly influential and extensively rich, after each war they would return to work the land as farmers and landowners. This lull in history for generations allowed for them to be caught off guard, and being rural at the outermost edge of the kingdom's green belts they were among the first of many valued targets utterly destroyed by the demon hordes.

	The family's villa burned to the ground, and all but John was known to have survived. Desperate and broken he took to the farm's closest defensive measure available, the lightweight and dexterous CX-66. Knowing that he was in no condition to fight, John salvaged what he could from his home and hastily retreated.

The stalemate achieved later, the villa's property was reclaimed and remained dangerously close to the ever changing frontlines. John contacted some close aquaintances of his family name and contracted with the military, as many other wealthy families were doing, allowing him to receive any recovered items from the wreckage and promising a generous donation of funds to the state, provided they were used to military purposes.

A small bundle of many inheritance letters later, as well as a small fortune magically sealed in the pantry for emergencies, MCI opened enrollment.  Relieved to find something else to do with his time other than live rich in the cities,  he paid his tuition and set up avenues for his continual procedings with the military contracting while attending there.

Military Job: [b]Pilot[/b]

Magic: Nothing beyond elbow grease and sheer dumb luck.

Spirit Name: Lone Wolf

Spirit Appearance: A Grey Wolf, size and age are dependent on John's attitude.

Spirit Power: Increases reaction time, overall speed, and damage potential of Johnathan and his MECH. May possibly cause recklessness in the user.

Spirit Origin: Lone Wolf is one of the many spirits that have, for lack of a better term, [i]stuck[/i] to the Centuria bloodline. The Lone Wolf in particular was considered unfavorable amongst fellow members, often thought to symbolize unwillingness or ineptitude in team working endeavors that were considered essential for modern warfare.

Mech: CX-66 "Stryd"

Extra: Steel Salvation, or Steal Salvation. Steel Salivation, or Steal Salivation ... ew.

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Name: CX-66 "Stryd"

Classification:  Epée

Weapons: One handed longsword sheathed along the back of the MECH, the hilt poised over and behind its right shoulder.
	One shortbow capable of launching with enough force to damage enemy MECHs in proportion to their fleshier counterparts, compacted into a 
	small package on the rear hips of the MECH. The arrows located in a shaft stored inside the right thigh of the MECH which opens outward
	into a quiver.

	[i]"...If you ARE engaged, do not be HIT..."[/i]

	The entire left arm of the CX-66 is a Varied Tactical Interface (VTI). This contains multiple forms of countermeasures, 
	smokescreens and devices capable of changing the dynamic of a battle - [i]if used correctly.[/i]
	Such as: colored smoke, IR smoke, IR flares, ECM jammers, APS, stationary PD systems, etc.

Upgrades: N/A

History: The CX-66 "Stryd" was a quick moving farmhand MECH commissioned and produced solely by and for the Centuria. In order to keep balance while moving at full speed in peacetime, whilst carrying an undetermined load, the CX-66 "Stryd" could "merge" the mass of a package of up to 1000 lbs into the composite plating surrounding its core without changing the actual weight of the machine, a process delicate enough, even through magic, to require a physical pattern holder to retrieve the package in its original state.

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