Fletcher

Fletcher

Real Name: Alan Rosenthal

Date of Birth: July 12, 2050

Birthplace: Sinserach, Tir Tairngire

Nationality: Caucasian

Metatype: Elf

Gender: Male

Current Residence: Seattle

Height: 2.1m

Weight: 60.2 kg

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Hazel

Distinguishing Physical Features: Handsome, affects extreme hairstyles

Psychology: Goal oriented, enjoys being the center of attention,

    may suffer from minor manic-depressive disorder

Traits: Expert with projectile weapons and chemistry

Motivations: Ego, wealth, fame

Lifestyle: Varies, but rarely lower than Low or higher than High

Background:

    Born to traditionalist Sinserach elves, Fletcher was an only child spoiled by his parrents. His sense of self-esteem was directly related to the ammount of approval he revieved from them, and later from friends, teachers, and collegues. As he grew up, his talent for archery become a source of pride, and one attribute fed another. At 16 he attempted to compete in the Summer Games in Tir Tairngire, only to be turned away for his backwoods upbringing. His rage led him to migrate to Seattle, where he thought the "glamorous" lifestyle of a shadowrunner would lead to more appropriate recognition of his talents. To date, his ego has prevented him from ascending to the big leagues, but he is almost as god as he claims, which is amazing in it's own right.

    Much of his talent derives from his practice and application of his craft, as well as innovation in the field. He is known for using Dikote-laced arrows to pierce armored targets, as well as use tracking devices, explosives, and poisons with his bows and crossbows. Some of his designs are quite revolutionary, but he refuses to share or sell them, for fear of losing his advantage. His "Longarm" in particular has caught the eye of certain collectors and weapon designers, who would be willing to pay a handsome fee to anyone who could bring it in. To date, no one has succeeded.

Hire Notes:

    Ego aside, Fletcher is an extremely competent runner, often performing strikes with a compound bow that rival a trained sniper for range and power. His gear is generally of the best make and kept in top form, and his knowledge of chemistry and explosives means he can act as an excellent demolitions expert. While his prices are above average for his rep, he is willing to take jobs that offer more glory and a bigger rep for less pay. Many runners see him as a time bomb of infamy waiting to happen, and some are taking bets as to which will get him first: too much public awareness, or a failure that destroys his self-image.