A man shrouded in shadow with a killer intent.


Logan Rogers was the name given to the boy when he was six years old. Since then he was trained to adapt to any situation he was put into, he was trained to blend in, and was trained to disappear and make people disappear. The organization that he was raised in does not have a name, nor does it admit to have accomplished anything; it does not exist, and neither does he.

Logan Rogers does what he does best, he uses the skills that he was taught since birth, and he waits carrying one possession on him at all times. An old piece of tech. A cell phone, always charged, never with a signal, but he was told that some day it will ring, and he is required to answer.


Shadowrun: Bad Apples Ravic