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.
Now?
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. Outgoing, friendly, and personable. More or less stable.
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.