Here is a short write up of Arthur Nkomo as White Knigth of the Hellfire Club, pending Brian's approval or any needed changes if he needs a different background for MFoOS.
In line with the efforts to make fenspace less of a western/japanese playground, Arthur is African. The lucky (because he left Earth and is not here anymore) nation is Kenya, due to the beautiful landscapes, long and fascinating history, and because it was the African nation under my finger after I closed my eyes and touched the map.
He is also on the upper class side of the social scale, because, unfortunately, very few of the average african youth can afford to be internet lurkers or sci-fi nerds. Let's all hope this changes soon and everyone can afford some small frivolities in their lives.
Arthur Nkomo
Arthur was born in Mombasa. His father was an assistant in Kenya's diplomatic service, so he spent most of his youth being raised by his grandparents or moving from embassy to embassy, while his father climbed the ranks to full Ambassador.
He studied in the Institute Of Diplomacy And International Studies in the University of Nairobi, but his passion had always been cop shows, so he added courses in forensics and computers sciences. He was expected to follow his family steps in politics, but the Wave changed everything.
The launch of The Island carried waved across the world, but few places were stronger than in Africa. While most of this acquaintances were surprised or angry, he was fascinated. He spent the next months plotting and cajoling, and he finally convinced his parents to let him try. His father’s government contacts got him a chunk of handwavium as a graduation present, and he wasted no time to wave a mobile home and take a few sabbatical months in the Solar System.
He still is there.
It did not take him long ot know he would live in space. He moved to the still under construction Kandor, and he was one of the seven original (and for a long time, only) cops in the Kandor City Police Department.
He left the KCPD to enlist in Operation Great Justice when the war started, but his superiors soon found his investigative skills -and all that diplomatic training he so dearly tried to forget- too useful for the battlefield: He war assigned a rank of Troubleshooter as soon as this group was created.
Unfortunately for Arthur's dreams of being a hotshot field agent, but possibly fortunately for the Troubleshooters, sorely in need of skilled administrators, he managed a roaring success in his fist solo mission as a OF-6 troubleshooter.
This would also be the mission where he met Oscar Vykos, though since he was his main suspect their first few meetings weren't all that warm. Their relationship did warm at the end of the investigation, when both of them were trying to escape an abandoned Soviet base in Kazajstan while engaging a firefight against rebels, weapon dealers and Boskonian fugitives. Not as memorable as Paris, but it nevertheless was the start of a friendship
The reward of a job well done, of course, was an ascension to OF-7 and a job as trying to herd too many fractious agents. His education in international relations and his calm under even the most trying of agents has meant that he usually is the agent stuck with every 'Dane liaison investigation; though he grumbles and grouches, he has discovered he actually likes to helt tightening the links between fen and dane (the occasional chance of, very politely, rubbing biomods, females or homosexual agents in the face of bigots is also one perk he cherishes). He is slowly gathering an impressive list of contacts in the 'dane law agencies.
He is the second person to be asked (by Oscar) to join the Hellfire Club after the original creation, both for his skill and to open a friendly channel to the Convention law agencies.
Skills: He is a decent investigator, and a crack shot, but his real strength is keeping order in the ranks as an administrator. Through he keeps it quiet, he is also an excellent hacker.
Quirks: He has dealt with family, the construction of Kandor, a war, the dubious sanity of his friends in the Hellfire Club, herding the even more dubiously sane troubleshooters in his command, and countless 'dane politicians. Nothing fazes him.