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"Hmm, I like the sound of Fate's Blades....  That takes my vote."

Name: Danath Fenrik
Primary Skill: Animism (wolf) - start with an enchanted amulet that can call forth the spirit of a wolf  (Probably too powerful)
Secondary Skill: Spears
Physical Description: medium height, with (relatively) long, shaggy black hair.  Tanned skin, with a relatively plain face.  Very wild appearance.  Quite gangly.  Prefers to wear subdued colours, and clothing that allows easy movement.
Mental Description: He is very suspicious of strangers, though he is incredibly loyal to those he trusts.  Has a very sharp mind, allowing him to solve problems with ease, though not the best imagination.  Due to his early experiences, he has a deep seated fear of spiders and their ilk. 
Bio: Danath was once part of a group of animists living in the calm coasts.  They took inspiration and guidance from the ways of the wolf, and drew strength from it.  One day, a great beast from the twisted forest managed to sneak up on their camp, a twisted creature with a body like a spider, but a head shaped like a man with a gruesome face and great horns growing from his head.  The beast slaughtered Danath's kin, but before it could slay him a group of passing adventurers drove it off, with flame and steel.  From them he learned of a place where he could be safe, a great walled fortress known as Haven.  So with no other option remaining to him, he decided to follow the adventurers back to Haven, pausing only to take the wolf amulet from his father's body, which was a relic passed down through his family. 
Many years have passed since that day, and Haven has become Danath's home, a home that deserves protecting.  And to that end, he decided to become and adventurer, and help keep his city safe.

Once out of the building, Lokk-Agar looks over the disk he was given, testing out it's features.  He presses the red button, putting it into headset mode, and puts it on.  He then brings up the heads-up display using the button on the side, and promptly uses it to locate the nearest pub. 

Head to the nearest pub, get drunk.  While drinking, use disk to examine the prices for a thermal visor and a set of smoke grenades.

"oh, there is no need to be concerned, we'll be fine.  We may even have time at the end to collect your bloody corpses from whatever alley they've been dumped in, to give them a proper burial."

"......we'll see."

"Please let me know if the target of our little assassination should come anywhere near the facility, if he does maybe I can deal with him as a bonus."

"Keep dreaming, sunshine.  If that target comes anywhere near the facility, he'll be dead with my blade between his shoulders before you even set eyes on him."

Lokk-Agar leans against the wall, far enough away so that he can get a good look at the other sellswords, but not so far away as to draw undue attention to himself, and positioned in such a way so that he doesn't have to look at the damn television.
Casually examine the others in the room for vulnerabilities.  Just in case.
Also take a candy, because everyone loves candy.