Name: Dexter Allen Kincaid

Height: 5'11

Weight: 185

Age: 25

Occupation: Dreg for Hire; specializes in removing unsavory individuals from the gene pool in an expedient and efficient manner. Has been known to take other sorts of jobs, including smuggling and bodyguarding. As long as the money is right, he'll comply.

Appearance: Dex is a slender young man in good shape, but with a bit of a pale complexion from spending so much time indoors and on computer terminals. His brown hair looks perpetually wet, and falls about both sides of his face, coming down a little past his chin. A sprig of a goatee sits on said chin, just a shade lighter than the rest of his hair. He usually has a pair of goggles sitting on his brow, which actually serves as his connection to the internet. Dexter can usually be seen skulking about in a slightly tattered hooded cloak, which he finds is excellent for hiding weapons.

Abilities: Dexter has exhibited low profiency in the magical arts. He does possess some minor telekinetic abilities, but using them gives him so much of a headache that he'd rather not. On the other hand, he much prefers the use of firearms in his line of work; he has also been known to conceal a short sword on his person, just in case things get out of hand.

Things of Note: Dexter is not terribly fond of the mafia, who often warned the young man that it is dangerous for an independent like himself to be running around, unsupervised. Things with the mafia did not get much better after a nasty little episode in Red City recently, where Dexter accidentally capped the son of a high-ranking boss in the organization. Not only he have to worry about making his slightly-shady living, but the occasional bounty hunter wanting to collect on the growing price on his head.