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Alistair McCreedy
Character information
  1. Mental
    Mentally Stable
  2. Morale
    Pessimistic, Jaded
  3. Date of birth
    1989-06-03 (30 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Stirling, Scotland
  5. Nationality
    Scottish
  6. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  7. Languages
    Scottish English
  8. Relationship
    None
  9. Family
    None Living
  10. Religion
    Ex-Roman Catholic

Description

  1. Height
    183 cm
  2. Weight
    89 kg
  3. Build
    Broad, Muscular
  4. Hair
    Dark Brown with hints of Red
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Features
    Beard ranging from well maintained to shaggy and unkempt depending on his sobriety, covered in a variety of tattoos.
  7. Equipment
    Usually wearing a flat cap and several rings on his hand.
  8. Occupation
    Ex-Farmer, Ex-Stripper, Ex-Construction Worker

Background

Born into a poor farming family in Stirling Scotland, Alistair struggled to make money any way he could while working hard on his families farm producing crops each season. This lead him to take on several side jobs including construction and even the occasional stripping for bachelorette parties, but it was never enough and his drive to succeed where his family did not, always tore at him. Eventually he began resorting to less savory means of income, offering his brute strength as a thug for local crime organizations. One such job sent him into enemy territory and he found himself in Belfast Ireland, fist deep in both his own and Irish blood while in a local pub. Oddly enough the individuals wailing on each other became good friends that day and a lucrative partnership was started up involving knocking off American banks across the states. Eventually becoming a known fugitive he took on a job to infiltrate and kill an Italian Mafia Don in exchange for a large cash payout and relocation to a safer locale, several body parts in a basement later he found himself celebrating as most Scotsman do, drinking heavily at his success; before following his old Irish friends late one evening onto a ship bound for an unknown locale...


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