Elluh Qaes (WIP)

[WlfSamurai]

Hope. Others cling to it like a mother's teet. You want to know what I think? Hope is bullshit. Hope is thinking something can change. Nothing's going to change. You're going to wake up to the same shithole, day in and day out, and claw to make it through the shitty day. And then, you're going to wake up and do it again. Or, there's always the possibility the Bandi-damned Empire comes down and wipes us out.


Yean, I'm going on the expedition. And no, I'm not hypocritical. Listen, they need someone who can fix their shit. Look around. See anyone else who can build you a miracle with a wrench and 'driver? I didn't think so.


Besides, who else is going to say I told you so when the shit hits the fan?


Learn? Where did I learn? No, I've always built stuff. At least, as far as I can remember. Ma just thought I was breaking our stuff. She'd chase me around with the belt screaming about how much she saved and yada, yada, yada. I still did it anyway.


Once I was old enough, I worked at Lou's. He didn't think so until I rebuilt a compressor he couldn't fix. After that, he kept me on full-time. I worked there until he closed down. After that, I worked odd jobs and contracts. Been doing that since.


Never really had a family. Ma died early and didn't leave much. Perri was the closest I came. She'd always check up on me and bring food and make sure I wasn't working too hard. I never knew why she cared, I thought I was just a neighbor. Not related.


She stopped coming around a few months ago. I don't know why. After a moth I got worried. At one point I busted into her place. No one was home. I wonder what happened to her.


Over the years, I've made and lost friends around Tombwatch. Mostly lost. If you haven't noticed, I'm not the most rosy. Not many stick around. Don't blame 'em.


Attributes


Strength: 3 (9)


Dexterity: 3 (9)


Fitness: 3 (3)


 


Intellect: 4 (18)


Intuition: 3 (9)


Willpower: 2 (3)


 


Bearing: 2 (3)


Guile: 2 (3)


Composure: 2 (3)


 


60/60


 


 


Skills


Physical


Awareness: 3 (5)


Athletics: 3 (5)


Defense: 3 (5)


Melee:


Piloting: 2 (3)


Ranged: 3 (5)


Stealth


Survival: 3 (5)


Thievery:


Unarmed:


 


Mental


Applied Magical Theory: 3 (5)


Administration:


Academics: 3 (5)


Language:


Lore:


Artisan:


Craft: 4 (8)


Investigation: 2 (3)


Medicine: 3 (5)


Navigation: 2 (3)


 


Social


Empathy: 2 (3)


Bioweapon Handling:


Mingling:


Perform:


Persuasion:


Subterfuge:


 


60/60


 



Advantages


Familiarity: Watcher (+1 die on Social rolls when interacting with citizens of Tombwatch)


Knowledge: Mechanics (+1 die to any relevant mental skills when fixing or examining something)


Training: Practiced Shooter


Derived Stats


Speed: = Fitness + Athletics


Initiative: = Speed + Composure


Combat Pool = Speed + Dexterity


Defend Rating: = Dexterity + Defense

• Evasion
  
• Parry
  
• Block
  

Offence: Dexterity + Relevant Skill


Unarmed:


Melee


Ranged:


Soak: The lower of Strength or Fitness


Combat Pool: Speed + Dexterity


Magic Resist: Is equal to Willpower


Health: 10


Condition: 20

 

[WlfSamurai]

Jez 'cuz I need dat space.

 

[Grey]

I reckon her Knowledge would be Mechanics.


So +1 die to any relevant mental skills when she's fixing or examining something.


Familiarity is probably the Watcher standard - +1 die on Social rolls when interacting with citizens of Tombwatch


And Training, hrm, just a regular fitness regimen or practiced shooter?

 

[WlfSamurai]

I reckon her Knowledge would be Mechanics.


So +1 die to any relevant mental skills when she's fixing or examining something.


Familiarity is probably the Watcher standard - +1 die on Social rolls when interacting with citizens of Tombwatch


And Training, hrm, just a regular fitness regimen or practiced shooter?

Perfect! That's what I was going to ask for for Knowledge.


What equipment do I start with? Or is it just whatever is reasonable?

 

[Grey]

Whatever's reasonable - so a standard suite of tools, maybe even an ancient multitool, that kind of thing.  Maybe she made her own rifle in the Oldtown machine shop.