A.K.A.: Bregon One-hand, PencilBoy, Enpitsuko, Magnus, and a host of others which he'd glare at me for posting. Oh, and he's also Andrew Solbak on the Wing Commander MUSH.
DESCRIPTION: Average height, average weight, with brown hair of average length and cut. Suspect dresses in a very non-descript manner. The sort of person you could easily glance over and forget you ever saw. In fact, his appearance is so unremarkable as to make the truly observant wonder just what he's trying to hide. So far, none of us have managed to figure out this mystery, though.
WANTED FOR: Conversation on long, boring nights. Good movie soundtracks. Association with the mercenary troop known as The Ravens of the Storm. Membership in the outlaw group, The Silver Talons (an SCA household). And, of course, the ability to chuck a Rat (don't ask).
MODUS OPERANDI: Appearing at first to leech onto (or off of) a new social group, it becomes readily apparent that the suspect is not so much of a parasite as a symbiote. The fact that he has a car and (usually) a job means that he quickly becomes an essential part of innumerable gaming groups. Shortly thereafter, his victims discover that he is actually a real human being beneath his unassuming guise. And an interesting human being at that.
LAST KNOWN WHEREABOUTS: North of 49, and offering people a ride home.
QUOTE: "Space is big. Huge. Infinite, in fact. The number of planets and stars is finite. So, statistically speaking, space is empty." - someone
"So what you're saying is: Life as we know it is a rounding error?" - Bregon
EMAIL: tempusrex@telusplanet.net
HOMEPAGE: None that I am aware of.
REWARD: The rewards sneak up on you. Believe me - they do.
