Reno

Appearance
Reno stands at five feet and ten inches tall and weighs in at a hundred and seventy seven pounds, a fairly average size for his age. He isn’t overly muscular, though he is well-toned, mostly due to the amount of physical augmentation he went through earlier in his life. Sporting coal black hair and whatever eye colour suits him at the time, the only visible augmentation on his body is his entire right arm, which was completely replaced with a metal frame with multiple utilities within it. More often than not, this arm is covered by an advanced camouflage that makes it look and feel like human skin. His clothing is extremely varied over different timelines, as he typically goes with whatever will help him blend in depending on the time period he ends up in.

Background
Reno’s story is one that he prefers to tell himself, yet this timeline is a pretty cut and dry short story. Fleeing from a previous timeline after gathering and documenting what information he could, a war-ridden version of the earth that had almost completely been destroyed by its own inhabitants, he threw himself into the first timeline that he was given. His travel into this timeline was intercepted by Theros, who brought him into the Chancel of the Gods to see who was meddling with his world. A short conversation led to Reno agreeing to participate as a ‘Seeker’ in the god’s game so that he could move onto his next timeline freely. Meanwhile, he does his job for Theros as well as the job he’d been assigned when he was actually twenty five years old: collecting and documenting any and all information of every timeline he could find.

Personality
Hundreds of years’ worth of time travel have warped what was once a young, caring and good individual. Reno still believes in his mission, and somewhere in there he has a collective of twisted morals; a warped sense of justice still lives within him. Often times he chooses his own survival over all else, willing to manipulate and murder if he truly believes it’s needed. He’s learned to do the latter rather efficiently over the years. On the exterior, however, he prefers to portray himself as a roguish type, taking and doing whatever he wants with a cocky smirk plastered over his expression, often pretending to be less intelligent than he actually is. He also has quite the temper.