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Connell “Sleeping Bear” Cavanaugh
Native/Hunter
Grit: 10/10
HP: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9
Age: 28
Sex/Gender: Male/Male
Ethnicity: Irish, lived with Natives
Clothes: Handmade/Animal Skins
Hair: Long dark braids, touched with a hint of red.
Body: Muscular
Eyes: Indifferent, light gray/blue. Betrays his ancestry against his native garb and dark hair.
Hearts: -1
Spades: 0
Diamonds: +1
Clubs: +2
Skills: Survival, First Aid
Abilities: Berserker, Rover
Devil: Wrathful
Equipment: M1843 Carbine (D6+2 from a stationary position) ($30)
Tomahawk (D6) ($5)
Bandages ($2)
Healing herbs, etc. (Not explicitly listed, assume $2)
$1 cold hard cash
I have never played PbP before, but I came across your post on r/dungeonworld, and I am intrigued by your game. I would love to join! I don't think I will have any trouble posting at least once per day. I may have trouble keeping my posts brief.
Character Background:
Well, let's just say I got a bit carried away. GDoc Long Version
Synopsis:
Connell Cavanaugh was born to Chicagoan Irish immigrants and ran away from home for life on the road at the age of 9. A self-made man, he bought his first rifle with a stolen horse, taught himself to hunt, trap, and live off the land. With his hunted/trapped furs, he eeked out a small existence for himself.
Until he was captured by the Mohtautau tribe. (This is a fictional tribe.) The Mohtautau chief, Grinning Fox, took Connell in because he sensed the Wild nature in him, and his spirit was balanced with Tani'lak'nitau ("The Great Spirit of All Things").
And so Connell was named Sleeping Bear, and lived with the tribe for many years, taking a wife and having a son, until...The Mohtautau people were wiped out by a rival tribe. Connell was knocked unconscious by a ricocheting rock, and when he came to, all was destroyed including his family. In rememberance of his home, his friends, his family, he engraved a grinning fox on the butt of his rifle and headed South, ready to live on the road again, alone and friendless.
In the desert he came upon a murdered family, and it resurrected his grief. He decided to face civilization again, a scary thought, and followed tracks into the town of Hobbs. He is not sure whether he can find vengeance for the (presumed) innocents on the road, but it's certainly an idea.
Let me know if anything I said doesn't jive with the world you're picturing, but you made it pretty clear you're not a stickler for history or anything like that, so I just kind of got started and rolled with it.