Name: Credendo Vides (aka Rolfe Zealot)
Nationality: Visigoth
Class: Philoso-Logician
Alignment: Empirical ("The world is everything that is the case.")
Ego: A large, broad-shouldered man of wild black mane and beard. Wears furs and carries barbarian-ish weaponry, but has intense eyes that scrutinize and analyze everything around him, and speaks with a startlingly arch tone and vocabulary.
Essence: Firmly grounded in observable reality and in the grim grittiness that it comes with. Obsessed with language and how it and the world mutually affect one another.
Arsenal: Question Axe, Cleaver of Nonsense, Imaginary Bow w/ Arrows of Memory, Childhood's Instinctive Fur of Abandonment.
Equipment:
- Truth Tables (Acts as a portable table, also dispells illusions on any object set on the table.)
- Balance of Probability (A scale that will tip when asked a yes/no question...or just to weigh things.)
- Food for Thought (just food)
- Liquid Lunch (beer)
Abilities:
- Understanding Creates Reality (used to deliberately misunderstand a situation using homophones or ambiguity and actually alter the situation based on the misunderstanding)
- I Axed You a Question (A melee attack that gets stronger the more profoundly Essence-challenging the question asked simultaneously is. For example, may slay a solipsist if the question is "why do you create suffering in your own life?")
- The Dick in Dichotomoy (All facts are either true or false; there is no grey area. Forces people around him to recognize that fact and respond accordingly. Most often used to force dying people to hurry up and be dead.)
Skills:
Credibility:3/6
Charisma: 2/6
Conviction: 4/6
Rhetoric: 2/6
Logic: 5/6
Image: 2/6
Research: 2/6
Manipulation: 4/6
Knowledge: 3/6
Backstory: Credendo Vides, born Rolfe Zealot of the Barbarian Tribes, spent a goodly part of his youth doing everything he could to hide his background. Captured at an early age and raised as a slave in the ludicriously rich Cesearan Section of Ninopolis, he believed for a very long time that his people were backwards, stupid, and dirty.
When he escaped from the city, he discovered that the barbarian tribes were more and more respected the farther from the city he became. He discovered that the same words the city-folk used to denegrate the tribes were now spoken with reverence. He realized that language wasn't a fixed thing -- and that thoughts changed as language changed.
He devoted himself to the study of the world, the languages used to describe the world, and the inner concepts that the languages conveyed. Today, he seeks the wilder places of the world, always looking to expand his vocabulary and thus his ability to understand and manipulate the world around him.
Secret Objective: Credendo's objective isn't secret from anyone: he'll tell anyone who happens to listen that his goal is nothing short of the dismantling of the Great Southern Civilization and the uniting of the Barbarian Tribes into the great political power of the known world.