"Chris Buckland, à votre service, madame."  Chris a dit avec confiance, en renversant sa nouvelle pièce de chance trouvée en l'air et en l'attrapeant. Il a jeté un coup d'œil sur la femme non-nervée qui se tenait devant lui. Elle avait l'air un peu plus jeune que lui.
"Mes amis m'appellent Buck."  Il a ajusté ses boutons de manchette, seulement pour trouver qu'un d'entre eux était manquant. Un fil lâche accroché à l'extrémité de sa manche. Sa bouche serrée s'est transformée en froncement. En prenant le fil lâche, Chris continua.
"...mais je ne sais pas qui sont mes amis. Ou l'était. Mais, ils m'ont appelé Buck, je suppose. Donc, vous pouvez m'appeler M. Buckland."  Il reniflait, et a ajusté sa mâchoire maladroitement prononcée, et cela fait un petit bruit de fissuration.
Name: Chris Buckwood
Gender: M
Age: 34
Appearance: Buck sticks out in a crowd, thats for sure. His skin has somehow stayed relatively pale. His build is tall, thin, and gangly. His arms and legs are long and he walks as if he is always about to topple over, even if he is quite coordinated.
His head is shaved bald, and his light blonde hair makes his eyebrows hard to see. He had a beard that starts at the top of his ears and covers his jaw and chin, sticking off and outwards, looking like the bottom of a broom. Is's light color makes it hard to see under certain lighting conditions. His face is his most prominent feature, with deep set, dark green eyes that are almost always overshadowed. His skin is pulled tight over his face, as if there wasn't enough to go around and he had to make do. His cheek bones and jaw are highly pronounced, making it almost cringe-worthy when he swivels and adjusts his jaw. It's almost skull-like, all of this results in a tight-lipped, hungry looking smile.
Skills/Abilities:
Professional scam artist and scumbag.
Good with a gun, great with a knife, even better if you have sand in your eyes.
Best liar this side of the Mississippi. That's a long ways away.
Very...slippery. Not literally slippery. Figuratively. Perhaps literally, if the situation calls for it.
Liar's Dice. He's great at Liar's Dice.
Always has something up his sleeves.
Can make you feel bad.
You might be noticing some of these things are redundant, or similar to each other. That's because he's also good at making things sound better than they really are.
Personality:
Deceitful, greedy, arrogant, and armed with a sardonic sense of the common variety, Chris Buckwood is, unfortunately for the rest of our titular heroes, not someone you'd want to go on a galaxy-side roadtrip with. He's quick to get out of trouble as he is to get in it, and his "steal first face consequences later" attitude often gets him plenty of short stays in a plethora of backwater jails. He's smarter than everybody else and has it in his head that people are pretty stupid, and his experiences so far haven't convinced him otherwise.
If he can pull of a scam and get away with your cash, he'll do it. It's great at turning nothing into something that's worth nothing. His past escapades, though he can not remember any in particular, involve selling sea water as medicine from the Core Worlds to backwater doctors, or dice made out of exotic creature teeth, (i.e, some rocks.)
Despite his memory wipe, his scheming ways have not left him.