The story:

Born in a small village. Lived a happy life without any real troublesome features. At the age of 16, the dull village-life had him hungering for adventure. After two years of criminal activities with bikergangs, he returned home. However a rival gang had followed him and slain almost everyone in the small village. Beaten to an inch of his life, Rigor wakes up in a dumpster in some dark alley. He managed to survive and is out for vengeance and couldn't care less about any collateral damage in his search for it. And he hopes finding it in Dead End.

The man:

Criminal records? Not a case solid enough to have him do hard time, either his young age kept him out but most likely the crooked cops and judges who got paid off by MC Red Star - the bikergang he was a prospect in. Most cases ever opened concerned drugtrafficking and violence. Loads of tickets for driving a motorcycle without a license. Most important case still in the archives with his name on it is the murder on Willy Peeters. The only witness that could point out Rigor was found murdered the week before trial. Cases were never closed.

Personality? Does his best to come off as tough. This attitude has led him to be an asshole from time to time but once you break through that façade, you meet the guy he was before he left home to join a bikergang. Kind and loving, smart and humorous but naive and gullible. He gets called lazy but he calls it 'convenient and easy-going'. His violent history however made him distrusting most others. Violence has become a part of him and he gets attracted to it. He has lost the ability to keep people in grey zones. Either he likes you or he doesn't. More often the latter.

Skills? He's been trained in Mixed Martial Arts, however after a year he quit those trainings and went for the base of MMA, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu. He has learned however that on the street not everyone will go down to the floor to get wrestled with, so he decided to carry brass knuckles to make sure his right hand punch puts someone to the ground. Once down there, he can start working his techniques. He hasn't fought or trained in over a year now and might prove a lil' rusty.

ID?
Age: 22
Country of origin: Belgium.
Parents? Both killed by rival gang (the Celts, he presumes)
Other family? Sister killed by rival gang. Other relatives live in Belgium but he hasn't had any contact with them after his adventure and he's afraid to look them up because they might blame him.

His pockets:

In his pockets, he always carries brass knuckles, smokes, a lighter and a cellphone.