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[cell]Reshy[/cell] 
[cell]3 Days[/cell]
[cell]Male[/cell] 
[cell]Goblin[/cell]
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[b]Personality:[/b] Reshy is of a mischievous mind, it seemingly never settles. His fingers seldom idle and his grin often wide, easily portrays his mood. He has little time for pleasantries and speaks with blunt statements void of consequences. A lover of puzzles and gadgets, his attention not so easily lost when sunken into a thing or challenge. 
He has a strong competitive streak not bound by honour or rules. Victory is victory after all. Especially to the greedy. However, he is not reckless, a thin film of cowardice rears from time to time and prevents him from overstepping his limits. What good are things or greatness if you are dead? 

[b]Past Life:[/b] He worked some boring office job, locked in a tiny cubicle from 9-5. His soul slowly withering away a little more each and every day. Meanwhile his heart yearned for the wilderness, for freedom. His spare time was occupied with documentaries and books on survival and nature. He even volunteering at animal shelters and visited the local wildlife sanctuary far more than most. When he was younger he had been in the scouts, had gone hunting and camping with his father, but those days were long behind him. 
When he finally sought to re-live them, his glory days, those simpler happy times, he spent five days out in the serenity of nature with the barest of supplies before a simple slip sent him off a mountain edge and ended his life.
[b]Talent(s):[/b][LIST][*]Tracking
[*]Stealth[/LIST]
[b]Skill(s):[/b] [LIST][*][b]Dark Eye[/b] (Passive) E-Rank
[*][b]Absorption[/b] (Remaining Uses: 8)[/LIST]
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