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Identity: Richard Mace | ||
Group Affiliation: None | ||
Base of Operations: Ravenport City | ||
Side: Good | ||
Sex: Male | ||
Age: 33 | ||
Height: 6' 4" | ||
Hair: Brown | ||
Eyes: Brown | ||
Level: 5th | ||
Experience: 14, 000 | ||
Training: +1 Strength | ||
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Powers: | ||
1. Armour - Type B (Magical Armour): ADR 65. The armour also provides Life Support. | ||
2. Body Power (Life Force draining touch): Attacks as Hand-to-Hand; Range 1" (touch); 4d10 Damage to the victim's Power score; PR 2/touch. | ||
3. Heightened Agility A +16 | ||
4. Heightened Attack (Martial Arts Master): +1 Damage per level. | ||
5. Heightened Endurance B +20 | ||
6. Heightened Strength B +16 | ||
7. Natural Weaponry (Martial Arts Master): +3 to hit, +6 damage. | ||
8. Weakness (Prejudice) | ||
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Weight: 186 lbs. | Basic Hits: 4 | Agility Mod: Nil |
Strength: 29 | Endurance: 33 | |
Agility: 28 | Intelligence: 14 | |
Charisma: 10 | Reactions from: Good: -- Evil: -- | |
Hit Mod. (2.2) (4.2) (2.8) (1.3) = 33.6336 | Hit Points: 135 | |
Damage Mod.: +3 | Healing Rate: 4.0 | |
Accuracy: +5 | Power: 104 | |
Carrying Capacity: 2575 lbs. | Basic HTH Damage: 1d12 | Movement Rates: 90" ground. |
Det. Hidden: 10% | Det. Danger: 14% | |
Inventing Points: 7.0 | Inventing (42%): | |
Origin and Background: Richard Mace is a retired Navy SEALs Colonel, turned Antiquarian, who decided to fight back when tragedy struct his quiet life. He watched his granddaughter get shot as rival gangs waged war on the streets. The Police were ineffective due to their overworked and undermanned force. They weren't of no help to Richard Mace in his search for his granddaughter's shooters. Richard decided to take control of the situation. Using a few mystical tomes, he cast an ancient ritual involving even older gods. He watched with amazement and horror as a black and blue 'demon' walked towards him. It stopped and crumpled at his feet. To his surprise that this 'demon' was some type of costume. Richard accepted his gift and proceeded to put it on. The fabric felt strange against his skin. It almost felt like it was holding on to his with million little fingers... or tentacles. The costume was warm and pulsating to the touch -- as if it was alive. Suddenly a great pain shot through him as he placed the helmet on. His mind raced with alien images and visions. All of these strange sensory perceptions soon abated as Richard became accustomed to the suit. He could now feel the power surge through him. Tiny black sparks danced on his palms. He could feel some strange force surging through his body. Thanatos was ready. He struck the gangs in a blinding raid that left many wounded and a few killed. Thanatos was at war with crime and it was a war that he is ready to wage under his rules. He is a dark, brooding hero who isn't afraid to break the rules (or a few bones) to get the results he wants. He isn't afraid of killing his enemies when it is called for. Thanatos could easily be used as a villain (gamemasters choice). Note: 'Thanatos' is ancient Greek for 'death instinct'. |
Thanatos and his likeness are copyright © 2001 Tim Hartin. The image wouldn't have been possible without the wonderful aide of Jeff Hebert's Heromachine.