| Cold Iron
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| Player: @kampfykaufmann
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| "Yes... Yes buy, then sell when... Uh-huh. Then buy. What? Eliminate target! ...No, not you. Buy."
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| Biographical Data
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| Real Name:
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Arlan Damaskinos
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| Known Aliases:
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Boss
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| Gender:
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Male
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| Species:
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Human
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| Ethnicity:
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Caucasian
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| Place of Birth:
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Slovenia
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| Base of Operations:
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Millenium City, USA
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| Relatives:
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None
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| Characteristics
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| Age:
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28
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| Height:
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186 cm
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| Weight:
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96 kg
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| Eyes:
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Brown
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| Hair:
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Blonde
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| Complexion:
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Pale
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| Physical Build:
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Lean
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| Physical Features:
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- Cybernetic left eye
- Cybernetic left arm
- Cybernetic left leg
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| Status
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| Fame:
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| ██
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██
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██
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██
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██
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██
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██
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██
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██
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Global
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| Alignment:
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| LG
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LN
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LE
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| NG
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TN
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NE
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| CG
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CN
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CE
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| Identity:
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Public
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| Years Active:
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3
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| Citizenship:
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| Occupation:
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CEO of Damaskus Security Solutions
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| Education:
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Master of Business Administration
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| Marital Status:
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Single
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| Known Powers and Abilities
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- Cybernetic Enhancements
- Capable Fencer
- CEO of Damaskus Security Solutions
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| Equipment and Paraphernalia
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- Cybernetic Enhancements
- Sword Cane
- Damascus Weapons, Gadgets & Equipment
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| Physical Attributes
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Strength
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Weapon
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Durability
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Armor
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Speed
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Reflexes
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Resistance
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Stamina
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Dexterity
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Agility
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Combat
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Regen
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| Non-Physical Attributes
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Energy
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Psionics
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Telepathy
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Willpower
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Sorcery
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Tech.
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Intel.
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Knowledge
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Charisma
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Bravery
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| MaekadaBoxSlim created by @Maekada
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Appearance
Arlan Damaskinos is a tall man with an athletic build. He wears his light blonde hair short and usually slicks it back and/or spikes it up. He has pale skin and a handsome face, but still looks a bit unhealthy, due to his stern expression and slightly gaunt features which wouldn't look out of place on a man much older than he is. His cybernetic eye also causes his face to look kind of odd. He carries himself with an air of confidence and authority, despite the fact that he walks with a noticable limp due to his cybernetic leg. He usually dresses himself in a modern, but stylish way, preferring the colors blue, black and grey and apparently paying a good bit of attention to the latest trends. His usual outfit in his role as Cold Iron is a black turtleneck with dark blue slacks (with only one leg) he keeps in place with a simple black leather belt. On his non-cybernetic foot he wears a black leather boot. He completes his outfit with a dark grey longcoat of which he has the left sleeve rolled up to his shoulder and held in place by a pin bearing the Damascus Security logo so the fabric doesn't get caught in the gyros of his cybernetic arm. He usually carries his cane with him all the time.
History
If you will, picture for a moment rural Slovenia. A tiny village in the middle of nowhere. A soft breeze running over the seemingly endless forests and fields. This was the birthplace of Arlan Damaskinos. His father and mother were simple farmers and his childhood was quiet, but happy. He was a bright child, but not overly so. His friends and teachers liked him. Nothing unusual did happen in his daily life and he was content with it. One day he would take up his father's farm just like his father did after Arlan's grandfather had passed away.
Then the wolves came. One night - Arlan had just turned 10 a week before - a pack of feral werewolves descended upon the village. It was a massacre. The villagers had neither the weapons nor the training to defend themselves against the beasts. For three days the pack ravaged the village, dragging people out of their houses and mutilating them, feasting on the dead and destroying everything. Arlan's parents were one of the first to die, giving their son a chance to escape. For three days Arlan hid from the werewolves, forced to watch as they killed his friends and burned his world to the ground. On the third day, the pack leader found him hiding in the ruins. He dragged the boy into the town square taunting him and forcing him to watch as he and his pack feasted on the remains of the other villagers, before he ripped off the boy's left leg and arm and clawed out his left eye. Then the government troops and a small cadre of UNTIL soldiers finally arrived. It had taken three days before word of the attack got out. The pack of werewolves fled, leaving the crippled Arlan as one of the only survivors of the massacre.
It took Arlan long to cope with those events. Not only did he witness all those atrocities, he also lost everyone he knew and was bound to the wheelchair from that point on. Without any close relatives to care for him, Arlan spent the rest of his youth in government care. He was a quiet kid with few friends; most of the other children avoided him due to his disfigurements and his rather gloomy attitude, but otherwise he never really stuck out much. As he got older it became apparent that Arlan was quite intelligent, his grades in school were not bad, but were he really excelled was business. At the age of 18 he already had a folder of revolutionary business ideas of his own design and just needed the funds to realize them. The government officials who cared for him saw his potential and arranged scholarships for Arlan. He studied at the best universities of Europe and his grim determination set him far ahead of his coeds in almost everything. Most people thought he tried to compensate for his physical shortcomings, but that was not his motivation at all...
Upon graduating, he lost no time. Using what meager fungs he could scrape together from odd jobs and his small inheritance, he bought stocks of a nearly bankrupt private security company and quickly turned its fate around using his skills and expertise. After one year he was made CEO, after two years the company was back in business and after five years Damascus Security Solutions as it is now called had become one of the most succesful private security companies in Europe. Using his newfound wealth, Arlan bought himself a cybernetic arm, leg and eye. Then he decided that not only he himself, but also his company were ready for the big leagues: USA, Michigan, Millenium City.
