<<Of course a big omit on the dog and the rifle, but damn did I just loved this picture. Also 100% convinced this is Fallout related, but oh well.>>
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< SAGE REIER>
❰ FEMALE ⟡ ARTISAN❱
❰ FEMALE ⟡ ARTISAN❱
A P P E A R A N C E
Underneath that heavy brown coat is a 5' 4" tall woman with sandy blonde hair and a set of gray eyes. She has a light airy build, and if she wasn't Fatefallen she wouldn't be particularly strong either. She wears a lot of pockets of varying sizes, and even has a few more stitched into the inside of her coat, then adding in a large backpack Sage has many storage options. Her gear is undoubtedly rugged, while not enough to protect her from any nasty claw swipes or even a bullet, it still offers decent refuge from the elements. Plus it keeps her toasty in colder climates, which is a nice bonus.
B I O G R A P H Y
Sage remembers a few things, one of those thankfully being her name... maybe. Admittedly she isn't sure if "Sage" is her real name, or a nickname still what matters is she even has a name at all. Like any other Fatefallen there is extremely little she could recall, however what she does remember involves all things mechanical. So many machines and lost technologies are locked away in her mind, she even gets the briefest most maddening glimpses, but try as she might Sage could never remember anything useful. Now what is truly vivid to her are weapons, or more specifically the maintenance of weaponry. Disassembling guns for cleaning then reassembling them, polishing blades, and patching up armor. Sage also knows that she probably didn't live the most peaceful of lives, that she took part in individual battles while never quite having a frontline position, but was still in active combat all the same. She doesn't have any idea what series of events lead to her becoming Fatefallen, not knowing doesn't sit all that well with her, yet there is just no changing that. She eventually decided that it was probably best not to dwell too much on her lost past as it simply isn't healthy, and if nothing else she defiantly needs to remain sane.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
In light of her existence as a Fatefallen Sage finds it particularly hard to be cheery at the best of times making her ever so slightly reserved, and even a tad gloomy. Make no mistake she would still gladly seek comfort in companionship, and definitely isn't the depressed type, unfortunately she could stand be in a better place. For the most part her motivations are simple as they come which is straight up survival, for herself and to a lesser extent the rest of humanity. On that subject the mere prospect of facing nameless monsters doesn't thrill her in the slightest, yet she also recognizes that is an unavoidable risk. In general Sage is a down to earth kind of person, she doesn't always like how thing are going, which is more often than not, but she wouldn't pretend anything is different from how it actually is. Now its needless to say that Sage would very much prefer to stay far from the front, more than content to return fire with her pistol at a distance. Then while she isn't one for direct combat, she also is not afraid to dirty her hands when necessary. Speaking about hands, Sage of course is fairly handy with hers, and definitely posses the skill to carry out a multitude of technical tasks.
E Q U I P M E N T
⟡ <Ancient Pistol>
<Sage's only real piece of weaponry is an ancient pistol. Most of it's metallic parts have long been rusted over and could probably stand to be replaced. Otherwise it is a relatively reliable, well at least for a sidearm of it's age, and still retains some punch to it. Sage thinks she could possibly give it some much needed love, but replacing it altogether may be easier since new parts could potentially be difficult to find.>
⟡ <Miscellaneous Repair Tools>
<On her person is also a small bag of tools that Sage believes came from her forgotten past. There isn't too much she could do with these simple tools, but fortunately standard maintenance on equipment should be a breeze. Anything more complicated or specialized would be way out of her capabilities, not without a Repair Datacore.>
M I S C
⟡ <Nothing of Note>
<Sage doesn't really possess any meaningful mementos, at least far as she could remember.>