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My name is Scanner. I'm Ankaaran. My former identity - the one I was born with - has long been forced from my mind. I have been trained from birth to be a member of the Triad and the Ankaaran Military. I have been trained since the age of five in the speciality field of sharpshooters. I am within the top one percent in the known galaxy. I can bullseye a target from five hundred fifty meters. My life ended the day I blew off my leg. | | | | | | | |
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