The Grunt That Lived
|Danger Sense 2|
|Fast reflexes 1|
|Fleet of Foot 2|
|Trained Observer (1)|
You grew up on the mean streets. Maybe you were in a gang, maybe you just knew how to handle yourself. You managed, barely, to get a high school degree and make your way out of that world.
Eventually you picked up a job as a security guard. You did good work and were transferred to a new department: Retrieval Team Zeta. A green recruit, you and the rest of the team were sent to the woods to hunt a pack of what were reported as large feral dogs.
They were not dogs.
The huge wolves and wolfmen murdered your teammates. Terrified you fled and hid. Even so one of the creatures tore you open before you escaped. The backup team found you two days later suffering blood loss and hypothermia. The medical unit patched you up and added a little extra and sent you back into the field.
Now back in traction, you hope next time your teammates will not hit you with a car.