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<Zewp> -Onychomys.
 <Zewp> -grew up in the equivalent of the american southwest. They tried to turn him anglo with a boarding school, but it only sort of took.
 <Zewp> -took part in the traditional totem hunt. Via a series of ridiculous events, he wound up falling in a river and having to kill a water moccasin without drowning, so he's one of the few Onys to have a water totem.
 <Zewp> -This led him into rumrunning, piracy, and just general aqueous malfeasance.
 <Zewp> -sought to make his way in the world. there was a war on, but he wasn't keen on becoming part of a (non)human wave attack, so he just sort of travelled around, avoiding the draft by disappearing where needed.
 <Zewp> -wound up running rum in the vicinity of Simha City.
 <Zewp> -rum runners, except with hotchkiss guns in the bed, forming small fast boat fleets
 <Zewp> -he used to work with the local flatfoots to take down the sewer rat syndicate. Who likes rats, see?
 <Zewp> -after prohibition ended, there was no money in that, so he just sort of puttered around, until pulling a few strings with the detectives he worked with on the sewer rat case. One of them said he had 'moxie.' this, he knew.
 <Zewp> -went from being 'one of the local faces who helps us' to 'hey i need a job heh heh' and settled in with the agency.
 <Zewp> -skills include going spearfishing with his native weapon, using a machine gun, piloting a boat, and astronavigation.
 <Bryce___> That should be good. I'm fine with prohibition having recently ended as a historical element.
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<Zewp> ok we'll call my character Elly Zuzekan
 <Zewp>  unless we come up wih something better
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