Name- Charles Frost
Age- 27
Gender- Male
Any past or current group- Has worked for, and pissed off at least one person in every major organization.
Personality- The most charming, pompous, snarky, asshole to ever pull a gun on you. He is an individual known for his quick wit just as well as his quick hand. Frost is the always endearing lovable scamp worming his way into the hearts of half the population of the great city, and making frenemies
tm of the rest. Some people love him, some hate him, most do both.
Short Bio- A freelance mercenary, he has worked with every major factions in the city, and quite a few smaller ones as well. He has built up a reputation for not being the most competent soldier, but effective enough and loyal to his employer for the period of the contract. Most of his jobs were either in working as security, or helping eliminate bothersome mutants.
Gear- Wide and varying depending on the job. His default kit consists of his armour, two HK45 tacticals threaded for suppressors, a machete, combat knife, and two-handed longsword style blade. His armour doubles as a haz-mat suit.
Personal Note- Terra-deep!
Other- Let me know if I need to change anything.