Sir Mikhail

Seer of the Fester Seers's page

1 post. Alias of Decimus Observet.


Gender

Male Ganger | Me11, Mu10, H15, F8, B10, E10, Mo12, G10 | Health 11 | Damage 0 | Grit 3/3 | Defense 9 | Speed 4 | Mutagen 6 | Status: Normal | Appearance

About Seer of the Fester Seers

Name: "Seer" of the Fester Seers
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Missions Completed: 0
Appearance: Half of normal size, height, and weight. Hairy nipples, two fingers missing on his left hand, one missing on his right, plus half his abdomen covered in scar tissue. A bit of bulk, not too much reek.
Personality: Outgoing, friendly, and personable.
Sanity: More or less stable.
Goals and Motivations: Seer wants to find the surviving Fester Seers, or at least know there aren't any. He wants to find what fate has in store for him. He wants to make sure no other a-hole gets the drop on him or his before either happens.

Muscle: 10
Meat: 11
Hands: 15
Feet: 8
Brains: 10
Eyes: 10
Mouth: 12
Guts: 10

Defense: 9
Health: 11
Grit: 3
Speed: 4
Size and Reach: 1

Mutagens: 1

Education: 0

Background Traits and Abilities:

Attributes: Increase your Hands by 1.

Language: You speak one language of your choice.

Gang-Up: You know how to fight as a team. When you roll to attack a creature that has already been attacked in the same round, you make your roll with 1 asset.

Paths and Path Abilities:

(Write here your Paths and talents when you gain them).

Novice Path:

Expert Path:

Master Path:

(Does this game even use this format?!? Good Question.)


Equipment:

Jacket that shows your gang colors (puke green and coal black).
Patched and dirty clothing
Knife
Backpack
1 food
1 water
A bag of polyhedral dice

Questionnaire:

1) How do others make you feel? Do you like being the center of attention or bring left alone; is there a such thing as a stranger to you or do you even know what it's like to have a friend. Things like that.

I like to get to know people. Unless they're clearly bad news! Centre of attention is just fine, unless again, the crowd is clearly bad news.

2) Name one thing you value most. Then name one thing you could lose. These could be ideals, physical possessions, relationships, etc..

I value my bag of dice, as they help me "see". I could lose an ear.

3) What do you fear? What do you hate?

I fear that fate has something truly horrible in mind for me. I hate the V Reichers for definitely killing some of them and getting me left for dead.

4) What do you desire? What do you love?

I desire to find out what I'm fated to do in life. I love getting the drop on some a-hole before he drops me or mine.

5) You have (at least) one secret. What is it?

The dice told me that the Reichers were coming. I ignored them and didn't tell anyone.

6) Have you done something Notable? What was it?

I got some cred as "Seer" in the Fester Seers for making predictions.

7) Are you in charge or do you let others take that roll? Do you rebuke authority or revel in it?

I prefer backing up the boss. But I can be the boss if times need it. Authority is fine unless its putting a boot on a neck that doesn't deserve it.

8) Do you follow through on your promises and obligations? Or do you delay or avoid? Do you feel guilty when you don't uphold them?

Most of the time. I feel guilty if I don't, unless it's some a-hole.

9) What are your opinions on Good and Evil? Do they exist? Or is it all shades of Grey? Where do you see yourself?

Yup, they both exist, but the grey does too. I try to keep myself on the brighter end of things.

My Story:

Seer wasn't always called Seer. After he joined the Fester Seers, a superstitious gang, they rolled dice to see what his new name would be.

They rolled and crossreferenced: "Seer".

So he became Seer and got his own bag of dice. Got taught how to predict using the rolls. Also, fighting. Plenty of that.

Seer was better with his hands than puzzling out the dice. But a little sleight of hand went a long way towards backing up his predictions.

At least until the night he interpreted the dice as saying "FIVE ARE COMING".

He was dead tired and probably high.

He went to bed and forgot all about it. At least until the V Reichers arrived and the shooting started.

Seer woke up alive, but badly hurt. Big-ass wound on his front.

He lived, and wandered, but no sign of all of the Fester Seers. A few bodies but little else.