 Psycolycan: ZanPhysical attributes – He is a tall strong guy with a deep tanned skin, approx 100kg very defined physique. He has several tattoos that seem to be some sort of ancient runic design. He is able to lift really heavy objects but is very agile for his size due to his combat training. He is exceptionally good at submission when in close combat.
Implants – Cybernetic arms, had and accident and had them grafted a few years back, Eye implant in the right eye allowing him to measure distance as well as have infravision. He has extensive hand to hand combat training which are helped by the cybernetic arms to do some serious damage.
Equipment – Medikits and various gadgets for making new weapons. He is a techsmith and is constantly inventing some wacky weapon or gadget. He carries a dual set of automatic pistols (modified of course) and has a few Knives hidden away. He wears custom made body armor. Personality – Zan is an open minded thinker and is always on the lookout, he sometimes seems a bit paranoid. Zan is somewhat of an enigma as no one knows his age or where he comes from. He usually mumbles gibberish in his sleep as well. So im arriving late at this place im supposed to be at, no mention of what the job was but i was going anyway. I made a loud entrance to distract from the fact that i was late. Once in the building i took a look around at my competition, cause lets face it why else would so many rouges be in a place like this at one time. Zan sat down in an open chair near the door and carefully observed the surroundings. This all seems too good a job offer, too good to be true in fact, he thought to himself. Right since Hisato has just introduced herself so shall I. Without any more thought he spoke in a firm tone. "My name is Zan and thats about all you will know for now, unless you have any questions of course." "Right so I'm thinking we need to get hold of another ship shortly after we leave. We can make this looked like a failed robbery to begin with. We can trash the first ship and make it look like there were no survivors." He paused for a moment considering his sudden urge to speak... "Anyone else got an idea?" Zan thought hard at what was about to transpire. He looked around nervously while trying to size up this group. We are an odd bunch he thought to himself. Zan stood up at once and decided he had everything he needed to take along. "See you lot at the bar!" He headed for the door and paused for a second. Hmm we better move fast if we going to make this in time, he thought to himself. He walked slowly along the sky bridge crossing to the next building all the while muttering strange things below his breath. He reached the Bar to the south and ordered a whiskey. "Gimme a shot o your finest barman!" He sat near a window out of sight for the time being waiting for the others to arrive.
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