Daniel Synd “Requiem”

Tags Elf Samurai Firewatch Old Man

Caucasian Elf

Age 60 Sex M Height Tall Build Athletic
Nationality Ares
Description
You can call me Requiem. Although I’d never admit it to a potential client, with you I can freely say I’m damaged goods, fragged over by my superiors and the experiences they put me and my unit through. That’s not to say I’m not lethal, I’ve honed my edge since those days and I can be a vicious, cold bastard when I need to be, it’s just that I need to disassociate myself from it all, blank it out, become less human, something that doesn’t sit well with me or my ex-wife.

I started out as a good corporate citizen for the Man, in this case Ares, and it was clear from the outset that I was bright, athletic and Gifted enough for certain aspects of corporate life but that I didn’t have the right mental framework to make it as a functional wage slave. I was recruited to the security programme and after excelling at that was given the chance to join the Firewatch training school at the tender age of twenty three. Naturally I leapt at the chance to become one of Ares’ best and I strove to prove myself again and again during the rigorous training regime. To boost my talent I was scheduled to undergo one of the first move by wire implants. They knew it would compromise my magic but it was felt that it would be a significant asset and viable experiment and in those days I went along with what was asked of me with very few questions asked. Damn thing hasn’t been right since I no longer have access to the Ares cybertechs.

I wasn’t directly involved in the infamous creation of the Chicago containment zone in ’55 but as Ares responded to increasing pressure to clean up the mess our unit was deployed against at least six nests in the next three years, culminating in “Operation Extermination” in ’58. I will never forget the things I saw over those years and my dreams are still haunted by those images today. The doc says my fear of insects is understandable given the circumstances, although I think he’d prefer it without the overwhelming rage that fills me at the same time!

I won’t say that Ares weren’t good to those of us who were less able to cope with events. I saw a stream of shrinks and quacks in an effort to purge all my fear and self-loathing, all at the company’s expense. But it never seemed enough. I withdrew from the world and for a while became next to useless to myself and everyone around me. My wife was a psychiatric nurse that I met during my extended convalescence and plenty of people have told me it was a mistake to marry someone in those circumstances. But she did manage to pull me out of my despondent pit and help me sort my sorry life out. We lasted six years together which is no mean feat and I’m impressed she put up with me that long.

Once I was back on my feet Ares put me on the fledgling Firefight programme as an instructor. Here was something where my martial skills, anger and problems with disassociation could be safely channeled. Ares did an excellent job of creating a functioning martial art more or less from scratch and I am proud to have been a part of those initial stages. Apathy still struck me every now and again and I would relapse in to a semi fugue state but more and more I was able to hold it together.

When the crash happened at the end of ’64 everything was going to shit, Claire had left me and Ares didn’t seem like a safe haven any more. I took the opportunity of a glitch in records to slip away from the corp and head out for new horizons. I know now that the corp had an eye on me all along and I’ve worked for them several times since, but I guess that they no longer wanted a liability on their official books and I was more useful to them as a freelance operative.

I made my way to Seattle eventually, pitching up in Redmond a couple of years ago. Although I plied my skills as a shadowrunner from time to time I preferred to have a steadier income and found work at a dojo in Touristville, keeping street kids out of trouble and helping the odd fellow runner to up their game. The Wolf Pack offered me another home and a place to be with people who, whilst as weird as me, weren’t anywhere near as messed up.

I don’t know whether I’m cursed but I was thrown out in to the cold again when the community that housed them was attacked by anti-techno types who objected to something in the hippie commune ethos. So I’m back to looking for shadow work and keeping my head down…

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Attributes

Strength 5
Agility 7
Willpower 5
Logic 4
Charisma 6
Edge 1
Essence 1.5 –2 modifier on Magic-related Tests & healing attempts

Phys CM 11
Stun CM 11

Skill Pools

Athletics 7 +2D athlete
Close Combat 10 +2D pistols
Projectile Weapons 7
Firearms 9 +3D ware
Heavy Weapons 13 +1D ware
Vehicle Weapons 7
Stealth 9
Piloting (Ground) 7
Piloting (Other) 7
Escape Artist 7
Survival 5
Close Combat 5
Biotech 4
Hacking 4
Electronics 4
Engineering 4
Tracking 4
Con 6
Intimidation 6
Negotiation 6
Disguise 6

Shadow Amps

Move-by-wire 2 (Amp Level 6): +1 attack, 1 Plot Point per Scene. Add 2D to Firearms rolls –2 Essence
Smartlink (Amp Level 2): +1D to Firearms or Heavy Weapons rolls. –1 Essence
Aluminum bone lacing 1 (Amp Level 2): Cyberware. Reduce damage taken by 1. –1 Essence
Biowires 2 (Amp Level 4): Bioware. May reroll 2D on Agility-related rolls. –0.5 Essence

Qualities

Firefight [+2D to use pistols in melee]
Natural Athlete
SINer [Ares]

Armour

Milspec Bodysuit ¹²

Weapons

Type Dmg Close Near Far
Unarmed 3S OK - -
2x Guardians 6P OK -2 -
Stoner-Ares M202 8P OK OK OK

Gear

Transys Avalon ’link w. Fake SIN
Smoke Grenades
Survival Kit
Mercury Comet Sedan

Contacts

Silk [Infobroker]
Simon Graf [Cybertech / Medic]
Jitan [Dojo Master & Blackmarket Dealer]