Gregory Mosaki
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 5'4''
Weight: 151 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
General Appearance: Oriental
Fast 1
Entreprenuer: +4 Wealth, +1 Reputation, gain Diplomacy, Knowledge (Business) as class skills
Str 14
Dex 14
Con 11
Int 14
Wis 13
Cha 10
HP: 8
MDT: 11
Defense: 15 (Touch 15, Flat-Footed 13)
Action Points: 5
Wealth Bonus: 6 (+5 base, +4 occupation, +1 profession, -1 purchase Katana, -1 purchase Walther PPK, -1 because startup businesses aren't that rich, -1 for night classes.)
Reputation: 1
BAB: +0
Melee: +2
Ranged: +2
Katana: +3 Melee, 2d6+3 (or 2d6+2 when used one-handed), 19-20, Slashing
Walther PPK: -2 Ranged, 2d4, 30', Ballistic, 8-box magazine
Fort: +0
Ref: +3
Will: +1
Speed:: 35'
Initiative: +2
Skills:
Knowledge (Business) +6
Computer Use +4
Sense Motive +3
Profession +5
Diplomacy +4
Tumble +6
Jump +4
Languages:
Japanese
English
Russian
Feats:
Simple Weapons Proficiency
Exotic Melee Weapon Proficiency (Katana)
Wild Tallent (Far Hand)
Tallents:
Increased Speed
Possessions:
Mastercraft +1 Katana (6 lb)
Walther PPK (1 lb)
Clothes (a couple of lb)
Business man stuff (another lb or 4, when carried)
Gregory Mosaki is an american-born, ethnic Japanese samurai. Or, that's what his great great grandfather was. Well, he wasn't american born. Or named gregory. Or . . .
Durring his highschool years, Greg helped out in his father's office, manning the front desk. From the beginning, he turned out to be somewhat of a savant: He just had an ear for that kind of thing. As soon as he graduated, he decided to emulate his father, and create a start-up business of his own. Both his parrents were angry, wanting him to go to colledge. They settled on a compramise: Greg could start his little company, if he attended night school until he earned his diploma. So durring the day, he slaves away at starting an IT business, 3 nights a week and on sundays he attends school, and the other 4 nights . . .
. . . He practices with his Katana. Afterall, Mosaki is a long bloodline, and it would be a shame to see it perish. He spends the evenings doing a vigorous martial arts and athletics routine, with the cellphone turned off. These evenings are his 'me' time; when he does his thinking, reflection, and meditation. More meditation, recently. Why? Because, three weeks ago, something interesting happened.
He had finished a sequence of meditations to clear the mind, and energize the body. He stood up, reached for his sword. It flew out of it's sheat, strait twords his palm, almost excising his forefinger. Since then, Gregory hasn't been able to successfully exercise his tallent, but he now knows something: He's not normal. And there is only one thing that he wants to know:
"How?"
