This world is quite similar to our own in terms of technology and culture. It differs, however, in one major respect. The Cold War never ended. The Soviet Union is still intact, and America is no longer allied with any countries outside of its own continent. Western European nations are all claiming neutrality, but if things continue to escalate, they’ll need to pick sides sooner or later. The USSR has also spread significantly, covering most of Asia and Eastern Europe.

Aside from what I’ve just outlined, go wild.

“Vigilantes” is the commonly accepted term for Masked (helmeted, un-masked, armored, etc.) Heroes who keep the peace. “Hero” isn’t as often used because, put simply, many Vigilantes are not heroes. Some are straight-up villains. Others are Punisher-esque villain murderers. They do all have one thing in common, none of them are super-powered. Well, not beyond what’s possible for a human to achieve. There are rumors of Government Vigilantes who have their limbs replaced with metal prosthetics, complete with all sorts of built in gadgetry. The Soviets are just now using vigilantes who have been trained as soldiers from birth, giving them seemingly superhuman ability. It should be assumed that there can be some soft sci-fi technologies (i.e. grappling hooks, maybe some cloaking tech), however these would be expensive. If your character has these, how did they get them?

The Vigilance accord started as a piece of U.S. legislation, but was later adopted by all major countries. It basically stated that all Vigilantes had to either retire or enter the employ of the Government. Those in Government employ would be assigned a federal handler. The handler, in turn reported to the Government. The Vigilante would be given missions and patrol routes, basically becoming a soldier. The Vigilante could be sent on out of country missions, should the need be.

Non-governmental vigilantism is a crime in it of itself, carrying a sentence between 2-10 years. Beyond this, any crimes committed while being a vigilante, even against convicted criminals, would carry their normal sentence. This has led to a sharp drop in Vigilantism as of recently.

To be updated as I receive CS’s and make NPC’s

Ankora is a city in the Midwestern United States. It’s fairly new, only having existed for about 25 years. The name comes from the latin word ancora, which directly translates to “yet”, but is often held as meaning “hope.”

Ankora is divided into several districts. There’s a Downtown area, some richer suburbs, and more traditional residential area. The description I’ve given is purposefully vague. Go wild with it.

You can format this however you’d like, I’m not picky. I do require that it have the following.
Name: (Your character’s actual name.)

Age: (How old is your character.)

Gender: (Exactly what it says on the tin)

Appearance: (Either a paragraph on what they look like, or an image with a short description.

Real images, anime, detailed art. It matters not.)

Bio: (Backstory. How did they become a Vigilante? What have they done so far?)

Personality: (I’m pretty lax here. Write however much you can. Few sentences, at the very least.)

Vigilante Name: (What does your character go by when they fight or perpetrate crime?)
Costume: (Paragraph or image. Include any special features it might have.)

Abilities/Skills: (Remember, you are a human being.)

Equipment: (Guns, swords, grappling hooks, pepper spray, themed throwing knives, etcetera. What does your character carry around to help them fight or perpetrate crime?)

Alignment: (Based on the classical alignments, Neutral good, lawful evil, etc. Bonus points if you describe why.)

Reputation: (What does the public think of them?)

Accord Compliance: (Does your character comply with the accord? Are they working for the government? Are they illegally punching baddies in the face? Are they baddie themselves?)

Name: Alexis Righte

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Alexis is around 175 cm tall, with a fairly fit physique derived from various training routines, though semi-frequent vigilante action certainly doesn't hinder this. Scars cross his body at various points, one of the few indicators of his lifestyle as a vigilante.

Bio: Alexis, like many modern moguls, was not born into money; his parents were upper-middle class characters, but he himself was not strictly any more privileged than average so far as cash was concerned. Unlike many modern moguls, however, Alexis' life took a turn for the worse at the age of seven, when not only did a criminal come along and kill his parents, but he himself was severely wounded by a couple of bullets, requiring serious medical attention and months of physical therapy, and slapping on him a doctor's bill that was only just paid off by the assets his parents had left behind. After all was said and done, Alexis was left a broken and broke orphan.

Evidently, Alexis would hardly have come out of that sort of situation well under normal circumstances anyway. However, he was also diagnosed with psychopathy, now called antisocial personality disorder, yet this somehow went untreated by the doctors of the time, and combined with his being forced into a foster home, then forced out of the same home at just eighteen, he grew up much the worse for it. He saw examples of cruelty everywhere he looked, and soon began to realise how utterly disgusting many people could be given the chance. Sick of how America had developed in light of the Cold War's actions, he moved to a newly-forming city called Ankora, seemingly a new hope for the man, where he could start up a business with a fresh idea he'd had in a fresh location, ideally unmarred by criminal activity.

He was sorely mistaken about how fresh the city would be. Even as he began the business which would become Righte Industries Inc., there were hints that Ankora would collapse into the same myopia that the rest of the US had become, even in spite of the recent rise of vigilantism keeping down criminals. Sure enough, that state of affairs progressed to the point of vigilantes being feared by the populace, and ultimately outlawed by the Vigilance Accord, directly resulting (at least in Alexis' mind) in Ankora's final fall into depravity. This triggered some chord of discontent in Alexis - if criminals were all but allowed to kill, rape, steal, with little response from police forces, why shouldn't the vigilantes be granted legality if their attacks were directed only at those who broke the law?

A couple of years passed. Alexis' company continued growing, now extending into a great many fields and expanding beyond its headquarters in Ankora, and Alexis finally entered the realms of the upper class. With this money, he began to perform research into certain things, ostensibly for medical and civilian benefits - powered exoskeletons, stronger materials, how to attach hard objects to softer surfaces without risk of weakening the soft surface...

In late 2010, the first reports came in throughout Ankora of people, seemingly caught in the midst of criminal acts evidence and all, who had been shot, impaled, disemboweled, and otherwise violently murdered. Nobody was quite sure who had done these things, but every so often, people would report glimpses of somebody in red wandering the streets, and police reports would mention untraceable bullets lodged in victims or gashes in surfaces where somebody had been held up against a wall and sliced clean in half. It was not until somebody caught on video one of Alexis' murders- a man had begged and pleaded that his crimes were to support his family, to which Alexis had stated that he had had many other options which wouldn't have led to his death, right before stabbing him clean through the chest cavity- that his vigilante persona finally acquired a name - The Red Claw.

Personality: Alexis is what most people would call a psychopath - or, to be more medically accurate, a person with antisocial personality disorder, meaning he lacks empathy and sees others as tools to be used as he sees fit. Though he can handily read others and pretend to be as nice a guy as anybody has ever met, his true self is rather distanced from the realities of social interaction, and he will typically take the time where he can to examine a person's interactions with others before coming to talk to them himself, having developed in his head the right sort of facade to get into their good books and impress them.

This lack of empathy is not so bad on its own, given that there are many ASPD cases who have not become violent murderers; however, in Alexis' case, he has come to the conclusion that most people will gladly violate both the law and the general consensus of what "good morality" is when given the chance, and moreover that those who perform evil and unlawful acts are more likely to continue committing such acts in the future, and likely escalate to worse crimes over time where they can, such that the only real way to ensure they never do these things again is to end their lives when caught. He therefore sees his own blatantly monstrous acts not as evil or unlawful, but simply an assertion of this conclusion to its fullest extent - those who kill must be killed; those who rape must be killed; those who steal will likely kill in the future, and must be killed; those who perform immoral but technically legal corporate activities will likely escalate to outright illegal activities in the future, and must be killed; and so on.

Vigilante Name: The Red Claw

Costume: Alexis wears a skintight black spandex and rubber full-body suit which, through the wonders of modern technology such as braided pneumatic actuators incorporated between layers, amplifies his striking and lifting force when needed without being so large and clunky as many powered exoskeletons are. Attached over the spandex, he wears a series of thick tank-grade titanium plates, complete with voice-modulating titanium helmet utilising black bulletproof glass as a visor, having been stained red with dried-on blood which he has not bothered washing off, providing one half of his vigilante name, as well as granting substantial protection from most forms of assault and increasing his apparent weight by a few dozen kilograms. The centerpieces of his costume, however, are the two rounded, armoured gauntlets he wears, each oversized such that their top sides pass beyond the ends of his fingers and elbows; their features are described below. He is looking into ways this setup could feasibly be improved upon, however.

Abilities/Skills: Alexis' physical strength, speed and agility are above average under normal circumstances, similar to what you might expect of a consummate athlete or many vigilantes. His spatial reasoning and prediction, by contrast, are second to none, giving him the accuracy to impale a fly with a needle if he so desires, and to dodge attacks or predict gunfire paths like it's going out of fashion. On top of this, he is smart and charming enough to run a rather successful company, possesses more than enough social awareness to put up facades of any given personality when he cares to, and is well-trained in various forms of fist fighting, namely boxing in modern, Russian, and bare knuckle variants, plus various forms of street fighting techniques which include grapples and body locks in the situations where his usual fighting style is insufficient.

Equipment: Alexis generally uses very little equipment other than his suit and his gauntlets. Each gauntlet incorporates what is essentially a stripped-down FN MAG medium machine gun firing with a certain specific hand gesture, drawing ammunition from a coiled disintegrating M13 linked belt holding custom 7.62x51mm NATO rifle cartridges with no identifying marks to indicate who has sourced the ammunition - custom-created by an automated manufacturing line as a perk of his company's long reach, as a matter of fact, and well-hidden to ensure evidence does not leak. However, he is most well known for the 30cm long, very sharp titanium blades contained in the gauntlets, three emerging from the front and one from the back behind the elbow, granting the second half of his title as a vigilante - these are contained within the gauntlets as standard, and can be released (forcibly enough to puncture several inches of oak wood, at that) and withdrawn with various hand gestures, generally being released on the front of just one hand to end a criminal's life. That said, the gauntlets themselves are easily hard and heavy enough to block most attacks, or to break bones and buckle metal sheets with a strike, in fact remaining manageable in terms of encumbrance only due to the efforts of the strength-boosting suit under the armour (and indeed, his speed and agility would also both be rather reduced by the titanium plating alone were he not wearing the suit as well); rarely are they used specifically in a maul-like fashion, however, as the lethal nature of Alexis' vigilantism generally encourages either shooting targets from a distance, or impaling them on his claws up close whilst using the suit's enhanced strength to help pierce whatever protection they utilise, with armour destruction via buckling or shattering being a comparatively rare benefit.

Alignment: Lawful Evil - He sure as hell isn't good, but he's extremely adherent to his own standards when it comes to taking out criminals. That is to say, all of them, at every opportunity he can manage. In this regard, he believes he is upholding the law by negating unlawful activity, regardless of his own flagrant disregard of the legal system.

Reputation: To many people, the Red Claw is more of a horror story than a reality, something to be described in exaggerations to Ankora's children to keep them on the straight and narrow. If only the mutilated bodies that keep turning up every few nights did not prove otherwise. Even then, there are a small subset of people who see his permanent solution to the problems of crime as a blessing of sorts, and for the most part, his existence has reduced criminal activity to some extent, meaning that those who do not commit such crimes are overall pseudo-tolerant of his existence, just so long as he doesn't personally affect them in some way.

Accord Compliance: Signing up with the government would just hold him back. He kills who he needs to, as soon as he can.

Name: Thomas “Tommy” Bently

Age: 37

Gender: Male

Appearance:
Tommy is 6’ 0”, and weighs 160 lbs. Twenty years of crime fighting has given him a desirable frame.

Bio: Tommy was born into a happy family. His parents were both exceptionally rich, so he and his sister lived a comfortable life. Unfortunately, growing up rich turned Thomas into a bit of an entitled prick. His only friend growing up was his older sister, to whom he was incredibly close. When Thomas was fourteen, his father and his sister were killed in a street mugging. His mother withdrew into her work, barely speaking to him. Thomas, burning with rage, threw himself into training.

When he was seventeen, he and five of his friends became the original six Ankoran Vigilantes. He started out in a set of stage Knight's armor, with a prop sword that served as a better bludgeon than a sword. His gear slowly became more advanced, and his skill slowly increased. When his mother died, he spent good chunck of his inheritance on improving his armor. When the Vigilance Accord was signed into law, most of the surviving orignal six retired. Only Galahad remained non-compliant. He now plans on forming a new group of vigilantes, of which Perceval is the first.

Personality: The first word one would use to describe Thomas is “quiet”. He’s mild-mannered and fairly unassuming. That being said, within him burns a sense of indignation, and has a short temper. When he fights crime as Galahad, that anger comes out.

Vigilante Name: Galahad

Costume:
The armor itself is an advanced Carbon fiber alloy. It couldn’t stop, say, a point blank shotgun blast or a high caliber rifle bullet, and the joints are significantly weaker than the rest of the armor. That being said, it does provide a measure of protection against lower-caliber bullets, glancing shots, knives, or blunt instruments. It’s also a fair bit lighter than it looks, but it’s still pretty heavy.

Abilities/Skills: Galahad is an unmatched swordsman, and incredibly comfortable fighting in his armor. That being said. If one were to catch him outside his armor, he wouldn't be too har to fight, as he spends most of his time training on fighting with all of his equipment.

Equipment:

• Logris: An expertly weighted longsword. Nothing particularly special about it, but it’s plenty sharp and plenty solid.
• Renges: A bullet-proof shield used by Galahad. It’s weighted for bashing criminals.

Alignment: Chaotic Good. Galahad stand for one thing. Justice. He hasn’t a problem with killing those who stand in the way of his vision for a peaceful world.

Reputation: Due to his brutal tactics, a government sanctioned smear campaign, and his general air of mystery, Galahad is feared by criminals and citizenry alike.

Accord Compliance: Galahad is noncompliant, and therefore wanted by the federal government.

Name: James "Jack" McDougal

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: Real images, anime, detailed art. It matters not.)

Bio: (Backstory. How did they become a Vigilante? What have they done so far?)

Personality: (I’m pretty lax here. Write however much you can. Few sentences, at the very least.)

Vigilante Name: Perceval

Costume:
Abilities/Skills: (Remember, you are a human being.)

Equipment:

Alignment: (Based on the classical alignments, Neutral good, lawful evil, etc. Bonus points if you describe why.)

Reputation: (What does the public think of them?)

Accord Compliance: (Does your character comply with the accord? Are they working for the government? Are they illegally punching baddies in the face? Are they baddie themselves?)

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Name: Marc Müller

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Appearance:
Marc stands at 5'10" tall and weighs in at a lean 164 pounds. He's a Caucasian with jet back hair and piercing blue eyes. He has several scars from stab wounds and gunshots from his long career.

Backstory: Marc's parents are German expats who fled the country when Russia began its expansion into Europe. When they arrived, Marc had not yet been born, and his parents spent a few years traveling around the country, both obtaining jobs in education as educators. When Marc was born, they settled in Ankora to officially begin their lives in the United States. Marc's father ended up as a college professor at the local university, while his mother stayed home to raise her child. For the most part, Marc led an uneventful life, but he had grown up knowing about Vigilantes. When he was in high school, he even got to witness a Vigilante performing their job firsthand when the diner he and his family had been dining at was suddenly held up by a masked gunman. From out the corner of his eye, another masked stranger spring into action and attempted to apprehend the gunman. A brief struggle ensued and the gunman ran. Wanting to help in some way, Marc stuck his foot out into the gunman's path, tripping him. The Vigilante was on him seconds later, and nodded his acknowledgement to Marc; this event stuck with the teen for the rest of his days and marked a turning point in his life. From then on, he wanted to be just like them, and began training himself in the martial arts. For a time, he donned a mask and went out on nightly patrols as "The Marked Man"...until he was arrested.
After a brief stay in jail, he went through the proper channels to become a full-fledged government agent. At least then, he could still punch badguys, but get a government check for it.

Personality: Marc is a pretty laid back guy. He's downright friendly to people he respects or sees as allies. As Mister Business, he adopts a persona that he's a no-nonsense vigilante who will stop at nothing to get the job done. He'll occasionally trade witty banter with his opponents, but that's pretty rare.

Vigilante Name: Mister Business
Costume: Along with the suit in the first picture, Mister Business also wears a mask made of carbon fiber:

His suit jacket also has carbon fiber sewn into it, and the vest has a layer of Kevlar.

Abilities/Skills: Marc is an expert in Eskrima and Aikido. Through his career, he has earned more than a few contacts in the underworld.

Equipment:
This simple-looking briefcase contains most, if not all of Mister Business' equipment for the mission he is on. However, this is not a mere briefcase. With a few flips of the latches, the case folds into a boxy-looking submachine gun that fires rubber pellets. A hollowed out section of the case can fire small balls filled with magnesium and potassium nitrate which detonate in a manner similar to a flashbang. Within his suit jacket, he keeps a collapsible stun baton. While he is proficient with knives and handguns, he prefers to use non-lethal weaponry.

Alignment: Marc is the quintessential government agent whose loyalties lie more with his country, rather than a particular person of cause, making him Lawful Neutral at best, and Lawful Evil at worst.

Reputation: Mister Business isn't the most famous Vigilante, but those who have heard of him treat him like they would any other government agent: with a healthy amount of distrust.

Accord Compliance: Marc still had a criminal record from his "Marked Man" days, but as long as he continues his employment with the government, he's seen as compliant.

Name: Arlene Jefferson

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearance: At a slight and lean 5’2, the unseeming African American woman is rarely pegged as a threat. Her hair is in a small afro, though it’s often kept under a hat or a hood. Her left shoulder down to her wrist is covered in tattoos of vines and flowers.

Threw this in a hider since it's a lot longer than I anticipated it to be.

Personality: She’s a bit of a firecracker - a free spirit with the will and ability to just about do whatever she wants to. Graffiti doesn’t really like it when things don’t go her way, but unless you’re trying to stop her from doing what she wants or threatening her or someone she wants to protect, it’s hard to find yourself in a position where your interests clash with hers.

In recent years, she’s become increasingly violent, and Graffiti is open to exploring that side of herself. The few that know her personally in Ankora think she’s becoming more and more of a loose cannon, though not yet to the point where she’s out of control.

Vigilante Name: Graffiti
Costume: If you can call a black hoodie, stolen black military-grade combat pants, boots, and a gasmask a costume, then that’s Graffiti’s costume. Sometimes she has a backpack if she needs to carry a little extra. She has a holster for her pistol on her left side, and a “holster” for a spray can on her right. Her knives are all sheathed along her left leg.

Abilities/Skills: Her main ability is that she has the speed, agility, and athleticism of an Olympic level, which allows her to move freely and quickly. Graffiti isn’t inherently very strong - much of her power in a fight comes from outmaneuvering her opponent and maintaining an element of surprise in doing so. She gets overwhelmed when she’s greatly outnumbered, in which case she can almost effortlessly run away.

She’s a skilled fighter, if her technique is unorthodox. Without any formal training, Graffiti has learned to resort to dirty fighting in order to win. Low blows and cheap shots aplenty when Graffiti gets into a fight. Her knives come into play here - she keeps anywhere between a dozen to two dozen knives on her at all times so she can use them liberally in a fight, should she have to.

Throughout the years, Graffiti’s also become quite a good shot with her pistol. She’s no marksman, but she can hit a target with military precision.

She’s also one of the most talented graffiti artists of all time, despite the oddity of her work.

Equipment: The pistol Graffiti carries is a silenced Sig P226 - the pistol itself was stolen from a police officer she killed, and the silencer was stolen from an illegal weapons deal she snuck in on. Her knives are mostly simple throwing knives - she doesn’t use them for throwing too often, rather she uses them when she’s close to someone and has the jump on them. The only knife that isn’t a throwing knife is a military issue combat knife, also lifted off that weapons deal.

But while that’s all fun and games, Graffiti’s most prized pieces of equipment are her spray cans - in particular, the cans in which she’s mixed a little chlorine gas into the paint. Typically, the spray can holster holds one of these “tainted cans,” as she calls them, meant for easy access when she needs to play a little extra dirty.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Chaotic Good, though it’s all down to perspective really. Ultimately, Graffiti serves herself first, and others second, and she’ll do just about anything she can in order to protect herself. But since she also has a sense for protecting others, there’s a case for calling her good.

Reputation: The outsiders of Ankora love her, but the wealthy and the government are calling for her arrest.

Accord Compliance: She doesn’t like laws.

Name: Victor Valentine (formerly Victor Valentinovich)

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Height: 6'1
Weight: 180

Bio:

Victor was born and raised in the city of Ankora, though his parents weren't. No, his ancestry comes from Russia, though his mother and father took great expenses to hide that. Aleksei and Katya Valentinovich had their names changed as soon as they arrived in America, fearing prejudice from their future neighbors due to the high tensions of the Cold War. Victor always wondered why it was they risked so much, just to live in constant anxiety and fear of discovery but they refused to tell.

After graduating from college, Victor immediately married his high school sweetheart, Chloe O'Sullivan, and began raising their two kids, Wesley and Cynthia who they had conceived in high school, together while starting his job as a rookie cop. After only a few months on the force though, he realized just how much red tape there was that kept him from being able to protect people as much as he believed he could. It wasn't long before he became so fed up with it that he began to go out at night and purposefully put himself in dangerous situations just to beat up criminals.

After seeing many other people begin doing the same thing around the world, but dressing up in colorful and eye-catching costumes, Victor decided to join in on the craze and created his own. Using the blue from his police uniform and the national bird of his adopted country, he created the identity of the Blue Eagle.

This went on for a couple years until the The Vigilance Accord changed everything. Suddenly, the Blue Eagle and everyone like him had gone from hero to outlaw. Things would only get worse though when, two weeks after its passing, Chloe discovered her husband's secret hobby. Their marriage had been on the rocks for some time but this was the final straw. The divorce was quick and clean, with her taking the kids back to her home country of Ireland. Victor still messages them every week, even though he never gets a response back.

Personality:

"Maybe someday the world will no longer need heroes to keep the people safe from those who would do them harm. Maybe someday I can proudly turn myself in for the laws I have broken while attempting to keep the peace. Today is not that day though, and I won't stop until it comes."

Victor knows that what he's doing is wrong and that he deserves to be in prison for vigilantism, aggravated assault, etc. but feels that he will do that only when the city of Ankora is safe. He is still very friendly with people, especially with those that are other heroes or people he is attempting to save. Even criminals he does his best to treat fairly. The man feels that all life is sacred and precious and, while he won't hesitate to pull the trigger if the need arrives, he uses lethal force only when there's no other option.

Vigilante Name: Blue Eagle

Costume:



Abilities/Skills: Has experience in hand-to-hand combat due to police training

Equipment: Two batons

Alignment: Lawful Good

Reputation: Before the accord he was a widely celebrated hero, especially due to his unyielding sense of justice and record of preventing any further deaths once he arrived to help. After the accords though, he became vilified for refusing to retire or work for the government, claiming that doing so would undermine the whole reason he had become a vigilante.

Accord Compliance: Disagrees with the accord and continues to bring vigilante justice to the streets of Ankora.

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Name:
Andrew Star (family changed name to get out from under fear of 'Communist China")
Age:
35
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
5'5" 150 with a gymnast build. He know's he's not the most physically intimidating of heroes.


Bio: (Backstory. How did they become a Vigilante? What have they done so far?)

Personality:
He tries to be calm and collected, but try finding inner peace in a warzone. He's not one of these folks killing in the name of 'justice', he tries to maim rather than kill, but he will not die for an ideal.

Vigilante Name:
Backup

Costume:


Abilities/Skills: (Remember, you are a human being.)
Physically stronger than his body would suggest, he has been training since a child in the ways of Choy Li Fut from his mother. It is the only martial art he knows even though most assume he would know Muay Thai once they know where his family is from.
He served on the Police Department for ten years and got into Special Crimes Unit early in his career. He learned their ways well and puts those skills to use daily.
Speaking Thai and English at home, he also studied French in school trying to chase a girl as well as Russian when offered by the police force.

Weaknesses:
With his focus in close combat and point blank firefights, one of his biggest weaknesses is medium to long range engagements.
While he knows how to breach and bypass standard locks, his skill set never taught him much about electronic security measures.
When in operations, he drove the large troop transport vehicle and even as a civilian he keeps to a low maintenance, dependable, boat on wheels. He can drive from A to B and remembers the police vehicle training, but lets just call his driving skills 'rusty'.

Equipment:

'Megamesh' was a working title for this material being developed in OZ labs as the next great thing for solider defense. A body stocking with a polymer blend of multiple agents with the defensive rating of full kevlar but the weight and mobility of a wet-suit allows it to be worn under standard armor for increased protection when needed or else worn by itself when the situation requires it.
There was one prototype suit developed but was assumed lost in a robbery by a powerful gang whose group was later apprehended by the city's police force. The outfit was never recovered.

Body armor: Civilian class kevlar he bought one piece at a time from different gun stores all over the city. His helmet is actually a motocross helmet with a gasmask installed in the front with polarized lens to protect him from flash/strobe lights. He is still susceptible to concussion/sonic damage.

Grenade: Simple army surplus flash-bang to disrupt enemies before engaging.

Razor lined handcuffs: Based in a torture device of sorts, they are spring loaded and scalpel-sharp. If you stay still, they cannot seriously harm you. But the more you struggle or twist, the cuff will keep cutting until your hand falls off at the wrist.

Fire Axe: Simple dependable two-handed hatchet for cutting down doors or people.

Guns: While a high melee opponent, he is not so stupid to not use a firearm. When the need arises, he carries two 45 long colts, the one on his hip is loaded with armor piercing rounds While the one on his thigh can safely fire .410 shotgun rounds. He prefers the revolver over an automatic because of no ejected shells to leave behind as evidence, not some cowboy thing.

Combat Canes:
When he was a police officer, he taught 'cane fu' to the elderly and disabled but was taught the ways of 'tiger hook swords' and so he blends the styles together. Useful for a myriad of purposes, he is constantly adapting and modifying them as the needs arise. Some of the modules are:
Razor handle: A spring-loaded razor edge on the inner crook of the cane allows him to have a quick cutting hook if needed for things like cutting lines.
Grapple handle: The crook rotates to reveal 3 thin hooks of metal 60 degrees apart and a spool of 100 feet fishing line with 300 lbs weight limit.
Stun stump: the bottom six inches of the cane are a cattle-prod like device to taze enemies in conflict.
Snap extension: Going from three feet to six feet can make all the difference sometimes.
Storage: Hidden compartment to hold stuff or put away evidence.

Alignment: Neutral Good
He is a good man, and a spiritual man. He tried to keep in balance while upholding the rules but the rules themselves are out of balance. Law, justice and fairness are not in alignment.

Reputation: Because he never patrols by himself and any pictures show him behind the others; there is a split decision if he is the tag-along sidekick or some sort of leader since he will team up with so many others.

Accord Compliance: He applies with the Accord when he is in uniform and will bring in any vigilante. When he is in costume, he does not obey the accord, obviously

Personality:

Biography/History: