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Ronin A battle vet, Ronin landed on the shores of California in early June of 1996 only to find that The Golden State's population reeked of the very corruption that he despised in all of his dealings with world government. It was the same problems on a smaller level; too much money, not enough time, petty special interests, self at all costs. He immediately decided San Francisco was not the place to lie low During his walkabout across the land, Ronin eventually ran out of money due to his newly developed penchant for booze and fast women. He awoke early one fall morning to find himself sleeping in the entranceway to a bar just inside city limits. In no time not only had he discovered that he had wandered his way into Wisconsin, but that it was possible to be wearing all your clothes and still be cold. Ronin would face his most difficult challenge yet, escaping The Wisconsin Curse. Because once you are here, you find yourself unable to effectively escape. And goddamn, do I hate the cold. But I'm just a simple guy, trying to live a simple life. |