Name: Edard Wayne Lindsey
Alias: Farstrider
Nationality: Irish
Gender: Male
Age:28
Appearance:
Height/Build:5'4", athletic, 135lbs [american, sorry, i'm not used to the metric system, so I have no idea what the conversion will be for his weight in kilos or whatever the prefered unit is for you guys in the rest of the world. I'll promise not to be bigoted if you guys won't be predjudiced against this 'colonist', heh.]
Skin tone/color: lightly tanned, which is about as far as anyone of Irish decent can really get, lol
Hair colour and Style: brown, worn in a ponytail and goatee/ moustache and 'soul-patch'
Eye colour: Blue, sometimes grey [natural] wears contacts that white out his eyes while on missions, and proscription contacts besides, with the left having full eye-net capability [i.e.: the AR functionality] with the earpiece driver worn in the right ear.
Scars/tattoos/birth-signs: Triquetra tattoo on right shoulder
Fashion: Tee and jeans with leather jacket, vest, belt and boots, beanie [casual], button-down shirt and slacks with silk vest, overcoat and loafers [dress] cargoes, combat boots, hoodie, fingerless gloves [tactical]
Voice: low, but not deep, with a slight drawl
Personality: upbeat and witty, sarcastic. He tries to find the positive light in even the darkest situations, having seen firsthand that to let the darkness within overtake him, is to consign himself to an existence only a few shades better than living death.
Biography: bullied unrelentingly as a child, [third of four to a single mother] for any of a plethora of reasons -such as the use of words like 'plethora' in everyday speech- he spent many of his formative years as a wallflower-type. Realizing however, that life was not meant to be a spectator's sport, he decided to get off the benches and onto the field as he grew into a young adult, harvesting and cultivating skills that helped to hone his body as much as his solitary lifestyle had allowed him to hone his mind -he's fairly well read, though he seems to be the only one in the world who knows the weight of a leather-bound book in his hands and liked it- such as parkour, aikido, -much as most would prefer 'harder' styles, he was a bit fearful of how much of his own darker instincts and traits might pervert his use of such styles, opting instead for a more disciplined, more spiritually focused art- hiking, backpacking, and survivalist camping -the art of enduring the elements with as little gear as necessary- rounded out his pre-UN lifestyle.
Having been told from various sources that he was a nobody, and would never amount to anything in his life, you might imagine his surprise when he was selected for a special UN Taskforce for his survivalist skills. He'd really thought nothing of the months he'd spent touring european wilderness with nothing but the items he could strap to his body, drop into his pockets or belt pouch, or fit into his rucksack -an old, beat up leather pack reminiscient of Indiana Jones- but apparently in a world as addicted to it's technology as his Uncle Jerry that no one in the family has seen but everyone talks about is -or was, if indeed the rumors of his death are at all to be believed- addicted to heroine, someone who could just walk away from it all without a single qualm was exceptional, apparently. And, so, after a para-military indoctrination process and a promise to report for training during proscribed months out of his year, he was encouraged to act as though he wished, so long as he kept his head down, took their close combat courses and followed his orders. Keeping his head down had never really been difficult for him anyway, and following orders didn't bother him in the least as it actually served to give his mostly aimless life a bit of purpose. The combat training he was uneasy about at first, but found he liked both the style and the instructor, after the entire first session was spent in a tea house just going over the philosophies and backgrounds of both men, as his instructor viewed martial arts as self defense first and last, and if the self doesn't feel the self is worth defending, it will not learn any style as well as it could. through the instructor, Ed would incorporate Krav-Maga, Jiu-jitsu, Muay Thai, and other styles he at one time felt were too 'hard' to be tampered with, considering his decades-long suppressed aggression and has found that old anger there and ready for him to use during the courses.
Civilian Specialisation/Job: Pays the bills as a machinist, making parts for robotic versions of animals people keep as pets for a guy who has a personal cat-sized fire-breathing dragon with it's own built-in wifi hotspot.
Combat Specialisation: Wilderness survival/CQC [close quarters combat]
Weapons and ammo: Xiphod [read:hidden blade] with a stun-gun built-in on left forearm. LW-3 Automatic 12-guage shotgun with an underslung grenade launcher, Drum magazine holding 38 rounds of 00 buckshot, a 10 round box magazine with lead slugs, and three grenades of any of the following types: flash-bang, thermite-incendiary, frag, tear-gas, sleep gas.
Equipment:
Standard issue is:
-Augmented reality system. The UN prefers agents wear the contact lens version of these for concealability however for agents who refuse these AR is available in numerous designs of eyewear.
-Bivi bag. An enclosed, waterproof sleeping bag designed for sleeping outdoors unsheltered. This one comes with a second removable layer of insulation to allow adaptability to different climates. When the bag is closed an integrated mini-tent at head level provides some headroom.
-Coms set/camera. This is usually head mounted in a discreet manner such as a bluetooth style headset or similar and is the primary means of communication with the groups handler as well as between characters when out of hearing range. The camera's mounted within transmit images to the handler and can be made to take a still for later use at the click of a button. The headset can also be used to transmit images into the AR system by the handler.
-A 40 litre rucksack with chest and waist straps. These come in various colours, shapes and styles to avoid operatives looking too uniform and help them blend in. They are usually rugged and waterproof.(Customise to taste. May be replaced with a bigger or a smaller one as desired but be sure you can carry what you have.).
-Fixed bladed utility knife and sheath.
-Rations. Enough food to last four days used sparingly.
-beyond the general issue, Edard has the following: Weighted sap gloves, to add extra weight to his punches, his Eye-Net contact lense [facilitates the AR with a micro-screen built into it, worn on the left eye] a belt-pouch he uses for a drop-bag, and a rebreather mask.
Gadgets: his undershirt harvests body heat and converts it into electrical energy stored in a wrist-watch device actually built into the left sleeve. The xiphoid he wears is a modern-tech version of an old weapon, adapted to include the stun-gun feature as a less-than-lethal option, as well as a composite armor plate on the back of the gauntlet holding the blade that flips up to reveal a tablet style micro computer onto which he's stored all the data he's found to be crucial to his survival forays, which he goes on with an express purpose of observing what few animals actually remain alive in the world so the other geniuses that work for his boss can make the robots that much more realistic, and though his employer has often and repeatedly offered Edard any one robot of his choosing with free maintenance and software updates for life for all his hard work, he has just as often politely refused, though he is slowly warming to the thought of a companion.