[hider=KALAHAN][color=ed1c24][center][h2]KALAHAN[/h2][/center][/color]

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[color=ed1c24][b][i]Role:[/i][/b] [/color]
Road Ripper 
(Primary - Road Warrior, Secondary - War Boy)

[color=ed1c24][b][i]Path:[/i][/b] [/color] 
Red Tide with streaks of Silver

[color=ed1c24][b][i]Equipment:[/i][/b][/color]
[u]Amaha:[/u] A two speed bike with a few modifications by Kalahan including an auxiliary fuel tank, overhauled exhaust, nitrous induction, and custom tuned suspension. Though it doesn’t have the same level of fuel efficiency as a 4 stroke, the sheer power of acceleration in a 2 stroke is why he hasn’t opted for a new motor. He cranks the throttle from a dead stop and Amaha doesn’t shoot off, she [i]leaps[/i], clearing the ground, and takes off. [hider][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fc/a4/21/fca4218e204439b61ca30fc45c3e06ce.jpg[/img][/hider]
[u]One-Handed Crossbow:[/u] A handy little number he bought with blood. Though small in size, this crossbow packs enough punch to shatter a windshield.
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[u]Shivs:[/u] He pairs these handy little numbers with his crossbow to shatter the driver side window of an enemy vehicle, punch out the remaining glass, reach in, and plunge one of these into the driver’s chest. As they;re only a half step above shivs, they're often shoddily constructed and make piss poor combat knives in hand to hand and would quickly fall apart if used that way. These're meant for single use. He keeps around 3 of them strapped to his bike most of the time.
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[u]Gas Mask:[/u] Usually seen dangling from his neck, the filters are so old and clogged the only thing the mask is good for is keeping sand out of his nose in a storm.

[u]Knuckle Duster Gloves:[/u] He may be a Road Warrior first, but that doesn’t mean he can’t handle himself in a scrap; better than most actually. He was deadly in hand to hand even before he put these gloves on. He fights to kill with a combination of vicious boxing and grappling all charged with brutal savagery.
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[color=ed1c24][b][i]Personality:[/i][/b][/color]
A thrill rippin', rock rolling, death defiling, speed archdemon of a Road Warrior. He scours the wastes for scrap and other useful items (the latter often stolen from  warlords) to sell to strongholds in exchange for guzzoline and food. He's gotten good at what he does and has even managed to afford a number of upgrades for his prized dirt bike. His skill makes him dangerous already but add a type of high octane flamin' crazy that puts a veteran War Dog on edge and you get one dangerous man. He seeks thrill and danger as others seek aqua cola, needs it like a V8 needs fuel, and gets it from the unlucky soldiers of any local tyrants who cross his path out in the wastes.


[color=ed1c24][b][i]History:[/i][/b] [/color]
Kalahan was born far off in the wastes with a name only his father and he knew. Following the death of his mother in childbirth, his father set about teaching young Kalahan everything there was to know about how to how to survive as a Road Warrior. The secret, his father taught him, wasn’t finding the biggest or meanest car, it was to find the most nimble. Dance around the feet of giants and slit their ankles. 

Once he came of age, he said goodbye to his father, thanked him for teaching him and set off to forge his own path. Soon after, he found his own machine: a 2-stroke beauty of a dirt bike he named “Amaha” after a rotted banner he found in the rubble next to it. 

He sells his skills to strongholds and caravans in exchange for food, shelter, and precious guzzoline. Eventually, he always got bored and would move to another group, then another, and repeat. He’s seen and done more than people thrice his age... whatever that age is. He lives for life itself and though he’d rather avoid death, he’s not afraid of it. Everyone dies eventually and he plans to enjoy life his way until it’s his time. No masters, no kings, no gods, just a man and the wastes.[/hider]