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Player: Kirrekith

Rycharde looks an average middle-aged man, age now affecting his physique post forces, not as athletic as he once was. His hair is carefully groomed and brushed back from his face, held back with a product of some kind, his hair a ratty blonde. His most distinct and noticed feature is his right hand, the three missing digits seemingly taken at the same time from the scarring, perhaps in an animal attack given the messy scarring, he now wears three basic prosthetic fingers. He may seem out of place in Florida, dressing in clothing common to his past coastal hometown, a thick off colour white turtleneck common amongst sailors alongside denim jeans and black waterproof boots. Typically his teeth are clenched around the tip of a wooden smoking pipe.

It was a sense of duty and adventure that drew him to the forces, being among a close knit group of people drawing out his affable, helpful and dependable nature. It was during these first two years his most prominent and positive qualities emerged, believing himself to truly have found his calling. This changed after his first third tour of duty, the events surrounding it crippling and ruining him for a long time to come, even to the present day. He found it hard to have the confidence and bravery he once had, the ‘Coeur de Lion’ now a cowardly lion, nervous to the world he now was awakened to. When stressed his sailors' vulgarity becoming all the more pronounced, once able to keep them in check amongst the proper company, now struggling as stress outweighed his sense.

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Banality Score: 6
Crossroads Membership: Basic