Name: Irran Tor
Nicknames: Aka: Jack White
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 170
Tattoos: Black Angel Wing Over Left Shoulder Blade, White Angel Wing Over Right Shoulder Blade. Tribal Band Around Right Bicep
Horizontal Scar Over Left Eye Brow
Personality: Irran tends to be Shy, and a little Paranoid. He doesn't trust strangers easily, and prefers working with machines rather than people. If someone does manage to earn his trust, he can be fiercely loyal, and constantly tries to be helpful. He likes Cats, Since his mother used to own one when he was younger. He likes to calm himself by either working on machinery, or pacing aimlessly (usually in a large, irregular circle.)
Has a soft spot for damsels in distress, and has a bit of a superman complex.
He is highly intelligent and knowledgeable, having studied a wide variety of devices and other information that he may have found useful. He always tries to learn a new trick when able.
Biography: Irran grew up with his mother and father in a caravan, learning from them on how to live off the land. As much by hunting as salvaging old tech that was in somewhat serviceable conditions, then trading the repaired product for water or medical supplies in town. His father taught him everything from fixing an engine to picking locks, to working with old computers. His mother was more concerned with him knowing how to treat a wound, and how to treat people. Life on the road isn't easy, or safe, and they prepared him for the days when they wouldn't be around to take care of him.
When his caravan was attacked by raiders, his father was killed and his mother and he were split up and sold into slavery. Once sold however, he simply found a bit of wire fencing and used it to pick the lock on his shackles in the middle of the night, stealing a shotgun and a few books from his new 'owner', and freeing the other slaves as a final spit in the eye.
With the meager rations he had managed to scrape up, he set out wandering again. Exploring the ruins of humanity's once great civilization. at his first town, he traded the shotgun for a few tools and equipment to continue the life he had known of salvage and repair. He often uses things found in ruins, such as lead pipes from plumbing work to fight with when needed.
Weapons/Equipment: A Back Pack, containing a metric wrench set, a precision screw driver set, lock picks, a water pack, a pack of pencils and a notebook containing notes on repairing various equipment, taken from manuals and text books found in the ruins.
Genetic Modifications: Enhanced reaction time to help with sensitive equipment.
Likes: Learning, knowing more than others, cats, self-satisfaction at a job well done.
Dislikes: Stupid or ignorant people, guns being pointed at him, heights, and snakes.
Hobbies: Explores abandoned buildings to find equipment to sell, or to use for himself.