This is a wip. I'm not happy with it right now and I need to do more reading and work on it. So that being said. Tell me what you think.
Name: Elijah Craigh
Age: 28
Faction: Freelance
Gender: male
Appearance:
Elijah is a simple man, preferring jeans and boots over suits although he does own one. He does however tend to favor somewhat nice button up shirts with the sleeves rolled just below the elbows. His style of dress matches well with ruggedly handsome face. Adorned with dark hair and even darker eyes.
His 5’11 frame is covered by a lean 200 pounds worth of muscle and organs. While heavy you would never expect it. Even upon close close inspection one would think he’d he was closer to 180 pounds. A lean athletic frame that is built more on running and endurance than it is through brute power.
Nationality: American.
Personality: Justin has pretty much two modes. Nonchalant or I'll kill you serious. There is a very goofy and fun loving side to him that comes out when it probably shouldn't. There no telling when he might break out into song and might throw in a dance as well. The other side of him isn't one that anyone wants to see. He can be a danger to anyone without thought of who that person might be.
Elijah has thing he does. Where he does what is right to him, morality and to certain extent orders. He has gone against a few of them in his time, but he always felt he did was right.
Even with all the danger that this life brings. To him it's a lot easier than his life before. He still struggles with some of the technology that's around him.
Equipment:
Skills: Elijah excels in combat and demolition. Long rage, close quarters combat and demolitions are his specialty. If it can be killed he'll kill it, if it can be destroyed he'll destroy it. There is no mistaking his abilities in combat and demolitions.
There is an innate gift for stalking. Making him very good at infiltration and tracking.
Elijah also always trusts his gut. Even when intelligence says others wise. Most of the time it works it out for the better bit when it doesn't it goes south really badly.
History: Elijah was born in a poor side town. His parents died not long after his 13th birthday. Till the day they were killed in an accident, they taught him to survive. When he found out what happened, he did the only thing he knew to do. He took off into the night and learned the hard way to survive.
The moment he came of age. He enlisted in the army. He figured it was only way out of living on a mountain top . There were... Certain issues that he had overcome. Being alone for so long he wasn't used to being around people. Because of his life style most things didn't make sense to him. Except for combat. He excelled in that in an almost horrific manner.
It wasn't long before he found himself in an elite ground unit. The Spartan Unit. Over the years he has cross trained to a great many different skill sets. As a result he is almost a one man wrecking crew. Part of that is training and part of that is experience. He has a high mission success rate. There are more than couple of rumors about his accomplishments.
After having some issues with some high ranking officials. Elijah left the New Order Army. It caused a little more than stir for such a decorated solder to leave the military the way he did. Rumors float around about what happened that range from him sleeping with someone's wife to him killing someone important.
Other: He likes pie.