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"Nathan Schofield"
Tuesday, July 1, 2008

NAME: Nathan Schofield

NICKNAME(S): Scho
AGE: 29
HEIGHT: 5' 10"
EYE COLOR: Light Brown
HAIR COLOR: Dark brown
BLOOD TYPE: AB
SERIAL.#: 12132-95132-117-41-9
HOMEWORLD: Dyton
BIRTHPLACE: Bolton
CRIMINAL RECORD: ERROR; FILE CORRUPT
PARENTS: William Sheppard, Jessica Schofield
CLOSEST LIVING KIN: Jessica Schofield
KNOWN AFFILIATION: None

OTHER: Was on the freelance operations that brought down pirate forces in his younger years. Rumor suggests he now deals in information for a living. Known to work out of a Morgan Class XL Shuttle.

EXPERIENCE: Born on the rough world of Dyton, he has mastered numerous skills. Including pick-pocketing, lock picking, hacking and safe cracking. Also known to be able to get people talking, and is very efficient at manipulation.

NOTES: Schofield comes off as numerous things to many people, each depending on the situation. His main concern is simply himself. If he cares about others he hides it well. In his younger years he worked for the thrill, and to survive. He is not loyal in anyway shape and form, and his morals and eithics don't stretch to far. He normally wares a pair of black glasses, as well as a business-y attire under a blue coat.

DYTON:
A poorer world, but quite an early one. It was originally a colony for those who didn't quite fit into the clean and tidy world of the Core. Nothing as crude as a prison colony, just...a world that was a bit more difficult to leave than some. The folk here are a bit more individual in their outlook, tend to think that a Dyton man's home is his castle. It rains a lot.

And considering the age of the colony, the style of the architecture is similar to Londinium, but not as well maintained. The word 'Dickensian' might flit through an onlooker's mind, should he be acquainted with that very old literature. However, standing to admire the view would not be recommended. One of the locals is likely to either pick your pocket, or dispense with subtlety and simply mug you.

Or, even more worryingly, they will try to sell you street food.

Yeah - an Englishman's home is his castle? Also, the 'rains a lot' bit.

Some of the dodgier areas of Outer, particularly East, London still have the remains of some beautiful old buildings. Mostly they are now given over to flats, turned into shops, basically recycled. I'm thinking of wet stone, iron railings with the paint peeling off, blistered doors and dirty windows. Lots of narrow streets and courtyards, quite probably with washing strung across.

Limehouse in the age of Dickens had a large Chinese population, mainly running opium dens for the sailors. So...dark cellars filled with dreams.

And the street food - dodgy kebabs, deep-fried anything (fish for preference) and possibly jellied eels. (you need a lot of vinegar.)

Badger is at home in that little warren of rooms on Persephone. Everyone lives up close and personal, but you always have your own front door.

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