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[B]- Name -[/B] 
Maksim 'Akro' Dzagoev 

[B]- Age -[/B]
32

[B]- Gender -[/B]
Male

[B]- Nationality -[/B]
Russian

[B]- Appearance -[/B]
[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/7w5mqcE.jpg?1[/IMG]

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[B]- Personality -[/B]

[B]- History -[/B]
Tobias, as he prefers to be called, is a very rare breed of criminal. He is not the product of troubled childhood, he is not the result of a gang lifestyle. His reputation was built of his own machination. Many criminals gain notoriety or garner respect among the scum through unspeakable acts and horrific episodes. Tobias however, had a shadow before he was thrown into the light. The Rhine district is a lowly and horrible place to be raised, but every so often a child will be born whom has the nous and the intelligence to rise from the slums of New Terra and create a better life for himself and god willing, his family. Tobias was such a child. From an early age he understood the complex and could out-think the majority of people he met. He was no genius, not in the current era, but he was a step above the average and that was enough to not only survive but thrive in the Rhineland. 

The one thing that Tobias lacked as a child was a family, at least in the blood relative sense of the word. Many children as discarded in the slums and only a fraction survive. Tobias though was lucky, dependent on your stance. He was taken in by a family and raised as an extra pair of hands, used to work and to make the lives of others easier he was a slave without the label. He grew accustomed to living with the debauchery, theft and crime that filled the sprawling cities. However while most would condemn their surroundings and surrender to their fate, Tobias saw his his situation as an opportunity. A mountain to be climbed.

The first step Tobias took was to build a persona for him to adopt, being fully acquainted with the lesser known definition of prestige in the underworld of New Terra Tobias created the alter ego of Akro the gun running curb stomping maniac born from the cesspool of unguarded criminals. He began by claiming many of the unsolved crimes around the city. Blasphemous acts that were either to bloody or gang-orientated for the small police force to pay attention to. Unfortunately for the newly baptized Akro this brought some unwanted attention from particularly nasty people, ultimately ending with the loss of his right forearm in an abandoned garage before being rescued by one of the many grunts he had picked up on the way up the ladder. 

Akro was the new kingpin of the undergrowth and whilst he was not truly the man many believed him to be the attention that came with the reputation gave him a strong dose of reality, and the terrible life he would have led had he indeed been the person he claimed to be. 

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