Known Aliases: 'Sammy'; 'Sharp'
Age: 38 Years
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: White British

Appearance Details: The former staff sergeant sports a tall and wiry athletic build, standing at about 6"0, bound with deceptively dense muscle and sinew. His hair is dense, thick, and untidy, dotted with streaks of grey and white. His eyes seem to dart constantly between any company he keeps, the door of the room they're in, and his own gun.

Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other: The left side of his face and head is peppered with streaks and dots of scar tissue from a fragmentation grenade explosion at medium range some years ago. His left arm bears a MARCO Security Solutions division tattoo, complete with regiment name, rank and serial number, and medical identifier - to be specific, the original insignia is a kite shield of blue and white, bearing a black sword crossed with a black hammer in front of it, all upon a field of cross-hatching. It used to glow thanks to implanted NanoLEDs, but no longer, as the entire design has been crossed out with a pair of scars inflicted with a kitchen knife. The term 'EOD' is still identifiable, however. His right arm is also tattooed with a full sleeve of cultural design, utterly covered with the intricate interlocking branches of an oak tree in an old celtic design. In minute text between some of the branches text in Welsh can be seen. Even Sharp doesn't know what it says.

Brand/ID Tattoo Placement: Left wrist, integrated with the regimental sleeve tattoo of the MARCO Marines.

Assets and Bank Account: Disseminated throughout a number of small private accounts with various different smaller banks, a grand total of 3000$ worth of currency can be found. A further $3K is stored in secure, intricately and paranoiacally trapped lockboxes, buried (or sunk into water) in a variety of discreet locations in Korven. In some of these lockboxes additional assets such as fake IDs or weapons can be found, but that's hardly reliable. For a lot of this, Sharp wasn't sober - either hopped up on combat stims, or in the depths of the paranoia. There may honestly even be boxes he doesn't remember and didn't record, containing money that is entirely lost to him.

Gang Affiliation: Sharp takes exceptional care to avoid antagonising either of the gangs, or being seen as favouring one or the other, at all. For him, the Kings are too overtly violent and unpredictable - even if this, in its own way, made them all too predictable - to be around. Their constant displays of bravado, their concept of face and honour and standing, it makes them prone to acting irrationally and finding people to blame. People like Sharp. The Pure are almost - but only almost - worse; their religious fanaticism and their obsession with subtlety make them equally dangerous and potentially much harder to plan for, and their involvement in the trade of humans, in part or in whole, is more than even Sharp will tolerate.

Occupation: Former MARCO Security Solutions explosive ordinance disposal specialist - informally, the MARCO Marines - and currently a private detective of sorts operating in both Korven and Eden (the latter more limitedly) out of a ramshackle office in the inner part of the Korven sanction. Nobody ever visits this office, of course, as it is wired to all fuck with explosives. After all, they're probably still looking for him, there's no way they don't know he survived.

Sanction: Permanent residence(s) in Korven, limited operations in Eden, under a false name and identification.

Favorite Season: Early autumn. The growing smell of decay and the increased rainfall, paired with decreased temperature leading to reduced diffusion of particulate matter through the air as a result, means that tracking via olfactory and thermal detection is more difficult. If you can't be tracked, you can't be found, killed, dismembered, and disposed of.