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Cyndi Runolfsdottir - Details

Born

05 November 4129

STR

18 (4)

DEX

14 (2)

CON

20 (5)

INT

10 (0)

WIS

12 (1)

CHA

13 (1)

Administer

0

Connect

0

Exert

0

Fix

-1

Heal

0

Know

0

Lead

2

Notice

-1

Perform

-1

Pilot

-1

Program

-1

Punch

2

Shoot

-1

Sneak

1

Stab

2

Survive

1

Talk

1

Trade

2

Work

0

MAX HP

21

Speed

30 feet

Occupation

Thug

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Warrior

AC

16

Age

26

Species

Human (Genetically Modified)

Gender

Female


Backstory

Cyndi Runolfsdottir is a tough, cynical woman whose bright smile is a carefully constructed lie, masking a core of pure resentment. She was born on a remote colony world in the Fat system, a hub of advanced biological research. As a youth, she was unwillingly subjected to experimental gene-therapies as part of the infamous "Chimera Project," a process that gifted her with uncanny resilience at the cost of her innocence. Her skin was woven with gengineered fibers, and her body chemistry altered to produce incredible toughness.

She was off-world on a rare cargo run when the Red Sun Dominion, in an act of ideological cleansing, collapsed her system's star to eradicate the cloning and genetic research facilities. From the cockpit of her small freighter, she watched her sun die, and with it, everyone she had ever known.

Not long after, Cyndi was picked up by the Red Sun after she was arrested for making a scene at a local tavern on Furyan. She was swiftly transported to the Don system work camps, where she just as swiftly escaped her captors and holed up with a small band of escapees in the mountains.

Her experiences have left her with a deep-seated hatred for the Red Sun Dominion and a profound distrust of any form of authority. She leverages her surprising durability and strength to survive, searching for a way to make the Dominion pay for what they did.


Description

A compact and powerfully built woman of average height, with a wiry strength that's immediately apparent. Cyndi Runolfsdottir has a shoulder-length bob of practical, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes that seem to analyze every threat. Her face is framed by sharp cheekbones and a strong jaw, but her most notable feature is a bright, disarming smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. Her skin is clear but carries a network of faint, silvery scars around her forearms and back, hints of a painful past. When the light catches her skin just right, a subtle, almost invisible geometric pattern can be seen, a telltale sign of her gengineered dermis. She typically wears functional, grease-stained cargo pants, a worn leather jacket, and heavy-duty work boots.
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