Name: Ioannes/Yahya Abd-al-maseesh
Race: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Replace the Shotgun with a Flintlock Musket
Clothing/Armor: Half-plate Armor and Armored Boots underneath the Trousers.
Ioannes also carries a Giray Insignia, a bright sun, undeneath his robes and armor.
Weapons: - A Flintlock Musket strapped into one's back, which in turn contains one shot, which can be reloaded from the man's gunpowder stores.
- A Longsword and a Flintlock Pistol at the belt, the latter carrying one shot.
- Light Crossbow with 20 Bolts, also strapped to his back.
- Ammo Cartidges, also at the belt.
Alignment: Neutral Good.
Skills/Abilities: Scholarship - Ioannes is well-read, and while he doesn't know much of Waldenshore's history beyond the basics, he can learn a lot more.
Perception - Ioannes has not gotten where he is now via being blind to the thoughts, feelings, and machinations of others. When one is lying, bluffing, or otherwise not saying the truth, Ioannes has a chance of seeing that something is being hidden. (OOC: Call me out when I metagame, though).
Swordsmanship and Ranged Combat.
Intimidation.
Riding Horses.
Magic: Nope.
Backstory: Ioannes/Yahya was born as Ioannes, the son of two travelling merchants from one of the kingdoms near to Giray. His early life was a series of travels and education aboard his parents' airship, as he learned the tips and tricks of being a merchant.Of course, when near or in Giray, he was instructed to hide his talents, lest he be taken away from his parents. They needn't have bothered, because when he turned thirteen, a band of pirates attacked his family's small merchant ship, killing said parents and putting him in chains to be sold to the Girayind Bureaucracy.
In-Universe Flashback"Boy," said the bearded, mustachioed man in silken robes who was now apprising his newly-clothed form with an apprising eye, "what is your name?"
"Ioannes, sir," said the child, still afraid. "Can you please take off my collar? I promise I'll be good." He pointed to the slave collar stuck to his neck. Then, realizing that he might have drawn his master's ire, Ioannes continued:
"I have nowhere to go anyway, if I run away, I'll just end up on the streets. So you don't need to collar me." This much was the truth.
"Ioannes, that's Yahya in our tounge," the slavemaster continued. "That settles it, your name shall be Yahya, Yayha." His face then turned grim.
"One job of a 'Slave of the State' is not to show favoritism to those who haven't merited it yet. Even then, I will not put you above your fellow slaves. Do you understand, Yahya?" He was now using Yayha's new name, in order to mark the boy as property now, able to express his own opinions only because his owner wished it, a wish that can be taken back.
"I understand," said Yahya meekly. "What other things things am I not permitted to do?"
"You are not to shirk your training. You are not to disobey the orders of your superiors. You are to be subject to regular review from your superiors. And finally, if you have any Gods or Goddesses, you are to abandon them until you are 18, during which you can worship whatever Diety you choose. Am I clear, Yayha?"
"I am clear," Yayha mumbled.
"Speak more clearly!" the slavemaster howled.
"Yes, sir!" Yahya shouted.
Reason for coming into Waldenshore: The legal trade with Waldenshore is profitable, so is the illegal, black-market trade in orphans created by the turmoil. Not merely that, but the prosect of an infernalist/diabolist as a ruler of the island is dangerous to Giray in the long run, and so an agent has to be sent to monitor the situation. Of course, as Giray has a bad reputation in neighboring kingdoms for obvious reasons, the agent has to be sent there in disguise.
Private Goals: Find an alternative to the Slave System that would allow Giray to have the best people without taking them from their families.
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