Former Railroad Agent, but mostly involved with helping run and fortify Sanctuary
S: Kindly disregard the Pip-Boy
Gun Nut x3
Lady Killer x3
Mr. Sandman x2
Deliverer (Advanced receiver, short barrel, sharpshooter's grip, quick-eject magazine, glow sights, suppressor)Apparel:
Fatigues (Ballistic weave Mk III)Aide:
(I'm not clear on what this means, exactly. Can I get GM clarification?)Personality:
The two defining qualities about Icarus are his dedication to self-determination and his work ethic. It might be slow going, but if he puts his mind to it, Icarus will get a job done through whatever means he thinks are necessary. Break-ins, theft, and assassination aren't off the table for him in many circumstances if he thinks it will work towards the greater good, and he's had experience with all of those working for the Railroad. However, when he's not being righteous and philosophical, Icarus is a very down-to-earth fellow who cares deeply for the people around him and seeks to improve their lives. With the Railroad gone the people of Sanctuary have become the group he cares about most, and he wants to ensure their survival all the more so having seen what Nora did to the Brotherhood and the Railroad.History:
A rogue Gen 3 synth, Icarus spent the the first two decades of his life living in the Institute; however, it didn't last. At about twenty-two years into service, Icarus began to self-determine, and he made arrangements to escape his perceived captivity. With a little help from the Railroad, he escaped the Institute.
Once he was out, he was more than willing to help those who saw to his escape, and he signed on with them as soon as he could. He was groomed to join their spy network, and did an admirable job for several years. However, it seemed the Railroad was faced with a multitude of crippling disasters: the Switchboard debacle, the Old North Church raid, Ticonderoga going dark, and more. He went to ground, and hard, integrating himself into the community of Sanctuary.
At the moment, he's passing himself off as a scavenger and lying low. Now more than ever, the people of the Commonwealth are wary of synths, and he doesn't look forward to the day his real identity is revealed. For now, though, he's happy just waiting out the storm.
After all, there's going to be an opening eventually. And on the day that opening comes, he's determined to be the one holding the pistol to Nora's head.Extra:
Nothing at the moment