Name: Sasha Belov
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian

Appearance:

Sasha is a very large, muscular man. He stands at six foot seven, has pale skin and dirty blonde hair that is kept in a neat buzz cut. His eyes are a gray-ish blue, and usually cold in appearance. They go just right with his perpetual frown. Sasha has several tattoos, one being the simplified bird seen in this picture. Another notable tattoos is a compass that points West on his left chest, and a line of words in Russian on his arm, opposite of the bird. The words are now difficult to read due to a scar from a knife wound that runs right through the middle of them.

They say you can tell a lot about a person by the scars they have, and Sasha's tell of a hard, painful life. There's a perfect line going down his lower abdomen, with dots on either side of it, left over from an emergency surgery he had to have to have bullets removed and organs repaired. On his arms, there are several slim, slightly raised scars from fights involving knives. There are an array of bald patches on his legs from where shrapnel from an road mine was removed with a pair of tweezers and rubbing alcohol. The most noticeable are the scars that cover a good portion of his back, slightly raised and faded from several laser surgeries to keep them from hindering his range of motion. They look like they were from some sort of chemical burn.

Other: Sasha speaks with a Russian accent. He speaks several European languages fluently, Russian and English being his best of course.

Skills: Your usual military training applies. He's proficient with most guns, but is particularly skilled at hand to hand combat. Has been known for one punch knock outs. He also has some experience in leadership.

History:

Sasha grew up in Kazan, Russia. His mother overdosed when Sasha was 5. He was left to be raised by his father, who fell into depression after the loss of his wife. His father wasn't the kindest, and often times was abusive. After Sasha's mother had died, he had essentially lost interest in being a father. He would often invite his loud and obnoxious friends over to watch soccer games, drink, and play poker while Sasha hid in his room and pretended not to exist. Sasha wanted to get out of the house as soon as he could, and joining the military seemed like the best option. However, Sasha had something of an authority issue when he was younger. His father's poor job of raising him had turned him into a rebellious punk.

After six years of service, Sasha slowly lost some of that punk kid attitude. He was eventually promoted to a second lieutenant and given his own, small platoon. They were deployed to Ukraine, where Sasha and his men were given orders that went against his own set of personal morals. When he refused to carry them out, he was threatened with everything in the book: treason, discharge, prison, the works. Instead, he just quit. Sasha and several of his men went AWOL. He picked up work as a mercenary, doing things that he knew he wouldn't lose sleep over. Most of the time, he does dirty work for various governments who didn't want to wait around and get things done the 'diplomatic' way.

Sasha was in the middle of a contract job in the Middle East when he disappeared. His men have no idea where he's gone, and they assumed that he was captured by the enemy somehow.

Name: Mia Ellis
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Biography: Born to a father who never wanted her and a mother who didn’t care enough to stay, Mia didn’t spend very long living with the person who she lovingly referred to as; “Sperm Donor”. He had a strong hand and a weak mind, knuckles and a bottle of whiskey his only means of expressing himself, meanwhile her mother couldn't do anything but cry and pack her bags. Too weak to stand up for herself, but strong enough to leave, Mia's mother never did return from the grocery store the day she left.
She was first put into the system when she was seven years old, after the neighbors had finally gotten the nerve to call someone about the screaming, but she jumped houses so often that it didn’t really matter to her where she was staying.
A kleptomaniac, Mia paid no mind to who something belonged to; if she wanted it, she would have it. When she was about fourteen she started hustling drugs, only using the cash to re-up and saving the rest. She had a goal for herself. She wanted to be able to live on her own and fully support herself by the time she was eighteen.
Sixteen rolled around and she had quit the game, dropping out of school to work a full time job as a waitress. She continued working like this until she was able to legally emancipate herself from the system at seventeen.
Renting a small, one-room apartment, working a full time job, living life how she wanted-- everything was finally looking up for Mia.
But then; she disappeared.
Nobody knew where she had gone to, not even Mia, but she at least knew one thing. There was no way she was ever turning back.

Name: Susan Bly
Age: 24
Gender: F


Biography: Susan was born on the road. Her father and mother were at the time wanted criminals in 6 states and when she was born, the police was on their tail. When she was 5, her parents decided to lay low so she can be raised properly. Of course, that didn’t stop them from doing jobs so that they can raise her and as soon as she was old enough to walk and talk, Susan was taught how to steal and not get caught.
At the age of 16, her father was caught by the police and was sentenced to 30 years in jail. Susan and her mother quickly left Europe and changed identities.

Other : Speaks 2 languages fluently(English and German) and a little bit of Russian.

Susan while not having a lot of money and a bad upbringing was smart enough to enter MIT on a full scholarship. Her talent at hacking devices, pull them apart and change their purpose made her feel at home at MIT.
When she finished MIT, her mother retired and Susan didn’t know what do to exactly with her life from then on. She could continue stealing or get a legal job, both had their advantages and disadvantages.

Skills : Hacking electronical devices, engineering skills and stuff related to that area of expertise.

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Name: Horace Alexander

Age: 23

Gender: male

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Biography: A natural born scholar, though not classified as genius, he has always enjoyed studying and learning anything of interest. This aspect of his displayed itself early on in his development. He would take to the libraries of his schools using them as refuges for his mind. Before reaching the age of ten he had already absorbed the tales and fantasies of over two thousand books. His inclination to read any book or article of interest did not decline.

While not entirely athletic his body was not atrophied or laden with layers of fat, this was mainly due to the active nature of the rest of his family. They were busy bodies, workaholics, and athletes. While it he did not shape himself as they did some of their attributes still managed to rub off on him.

All through school he passed it more or less in the confines of his own mind never worrying about his future. His parents had built a sizable business which, as the oldest son by more than ten years, he would get to administer and eventually inherit setting him up for life. This allowed him to indulge in his pleasures.

While he did not have any ambitions for his future, he did however collect a vast reservoir of knowledge.

Name: Ysran Stormreach

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Languages:English, Portuguese,Greek, and an ancient Occult language known as Enochian.

Appearance :
(He's usually an elf, so in this case just pretend he's a human.)

Personality: Generally very curious. Fairly carefree and loves to make others laugh.

Skills: Ysran quite a noggin'! He possess an amazing memory, as well as knowledge of things most others know nothing about. Not to mention his travels have made him quite athletic.

History: Ysran Stormreach is the son of a very successful business man (and woman) who owned Stormreach Harbor. After their untimely death, the company was left to Ysran. Instructed by a family friend, Ysran became very successful like his parents. However, Ysran grew bored of the harbor, and decided to roam the vast world as a traveling Magician looking deep into mythology and the history of what some call Magic. From deep caves under the earth, the Pyramids of Egypt, to the Great Wall of China, Ysran wishes to know all there is to about his world.

Name: May Elizabeth Chandler

Age: 21

Gender: Female

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Biography: Having been raised by a single mother and her grandmother, May has always had difficulty interacting with men. Her father left upon finding out that her mother was pregnant, and her grandfather passed away months before she was born, leaving May to a whirlwind of estrogen. Regardless, the house, albeit a tad dramatic, was full of love. May never wanted for much and was over all a fairly happy child.

Her teenage years, however, were fraught with anxiety and fear. She became obsessed with her appearance by constantly obsessing over her weight. By age seventeen, anorexia creeped in. It started with cutting back on snacks, then eating half her food at meals, to skipping them entirely- sometimes for days. With work keeping her mother and grandmother busy, it took them a while to notice. She went from slender to nearly sickly thin. It took a combination of therapy and keeping physically active to motivate her to eat. When she was younger, she had always wanted to be in gymnastics, but they didn't have the money for it at the time. Now that she was older, she was able to work part time to help pay to enter a program. Competitions and practice encouraged her to eat in order to keep her strength up to keep up with it all. Despite knowing she should eat, she often needs reminders and posts notes to herself around the house to ensure she doesn't forget.

All while growing up, Sunday morning were met with Catholic mass and the smell of delicious baked goods. This lead May to pursue a career in culinary arts after years if helping her grandmother in the kitchen. Despite her struggles with her eating disorder, she loved to cook. Even though she found it difficult to make herself eat, she realized food made other people happy, and she wanted to be in a field that brought that kind of joy to people.

Name: Gemma O'Quinn
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Languages: English, Gaelic
Description:

Biography: Gemma grew up in Enniskerry, County Wicklow, Ireland. She lived with her parents and brothers in a small cottage near the Wicklow Mountains. Her mother wanted a refined daughter, but Gemma was more the type to go bow hunting with her father and surfing with her brothers. Their relationship was strained at best. Gemma's mother expected a proper young lady and Gemma did everything she could to be the opposite of that. She was closer with her father, who treated her like one of the boys, and her brothers loved her rambunctious nature. She loved nothin more than to spend the day with her Da in the forest, hunting deer and pheasant with her bow or out in the icy sea with her brothers, riding the waves. When she was 19 her father died of a heart attack and her oldest brother left school to take care of their mother at home. Gemma left after that, she couldn't bear the grief and the growing tension at home. Her mother had a mental breakdown and the parts of her heart that were left had no room for her daughter any longer.

Gemma went to America to study History and Art at Brown. College life didn't quite agree with her. The teachers droned, she couldn't read, paint, or write what she liked, and the workload was tedious. Americans, most of them anyway, cared little for life and more for money. The boys especially, she found were only interested in one or two things. Neither of which were difficult to guess. She dropped out after a year and joined some roadies who followed bands across the country. Music became her drug and she threw herself into it like the proverbial fish to water. Traveling in dirty vans and buses, living off of diner food, getting lost in the music, and sleeping wherever she lay her head took her mind off her pain more than anything else did.