First rough draft of my character:
GethEquipment is still on the to do list, but I dont think he will have much besides weapons, armor and commlink
Background
[spoiler]The scent is nauseating, the noise is shrilling, there is hardly ever any suitable prey to hunt around and most troubling, you can hardly see any stars at night: I hate cities.
So what has led me from my home in the amazonian rainforest to this smog infested "city of angels"? The bonds of family.
I was born 7 years ago in the amazonian half of what once was Columbia. While my parents both were shapeshifters like me, we rarely took human form during the 4 years it took me to mature but mostly lived like the natural hunters that we were. A simple existence, but with some knowledge of the world beyond our territory. During that time I also formed a unusually strong bond with my brother, especially after we separated from our parents. Usually my kind is rather solitary, but the two of us belonged together, even though we were quite different. He was always the dreamer, curious about the world and wanting to go out to explore it, while I was the more conservative, protecting what we had. If it wouldn't be tragic, one might think its funny how that turned out.
Then war came to our forest. We had to either risk our lives in staying where we were, move somewhere else or stand our ground and defend against those Atzlan aggressors. This was the day when I chose a different path than my brother. He didn't believe in the war and moved east while I stood up to defend our home and joined the amazonian forces. I received some formal training, especially what modern warfare was concerned, but mainly my natural hunting powers and stealth were put to good use. They helped me focus some of my abilities that they named "adept powers" and which I until then had only used sporadicly. While I also learned to use their modern tools, I never trusted them, since somehow they all seem to stop working when in my hands. Just a few old style melee and throwing weapons really enriched my arsenal.
Scout, guerrilla and assassin were all words used to describe my role in the war. Few others could move as undetected through the jungle as I could. But after another successful operation, I got the news that a poaching crew had captured my brother while the amazonian authorities were stretched thin in areas not affected by the war. I went after him but only found a small group of amazonian humans that had helped the poachers. I let one of them live, so he could spread the story and to have it work as a deterrence. I also got the information on the freighter that transported my brother out and some low quality pictures of the poachers. Following the freighter brought me to LA where I once again have few leads, and following them costs more money than I have. But going back is not an option. Im wanted in Amazonia for desertion and murder, so I have no choice but to sell my talents and time to finance my continued search here, no matter how much I hate the city or the work.
I don't have it in me to give up on my brother cause that would mean all i did was in vain. [/spoiler]