Also @Suzy Blue I'll admit I cheated and looked up my hunch, but that is awesome! Canon fact is canon.
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Haha well that's always nice to hear! Have to say I'm quite excited for this :D
My character would definitely be interested in some of those prewar goodies! And lol this doc man...
Name: Patrick Thompson, Achilles's Protege
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Home:
South Carolina Area
Skills:
Barter
Sneak
Guns
Lockpicking
Background:
Patrick's parents are treasure hunters, they travel around the Carolina's at the first rumor of a store of valuable Pre-War goodies. Patrick grew up traveling from place to place learning how to get into locked storerooms, sneaking past bandits, and arguing with town merchants over the price of goods. Recently, his parents caught wind of a hidden armory in the north and set off to find it. Patrick was sick at the time and was forced to stay back in a small town down south. Patrick recovered, but after a month had gone by his parents had not returned. During that time, Achilles wandered into town. Patrick was impressed with this wanderer and demanded to be taken as his assistant. Achilles refused at first, but Patrick simply began following him in his journeys (leaving a note for his absent parents) and eventually Achilles took him under his wing. Achilles began to teach Patrick how to use a gun to defend himself on their travels and oddjobs.
Equipment:
Roving Trader Outfit- Patrick is constantly picking up pieces of scrap or interesting pre-war goods so the number of pockets is perfect for carrying all his goods.
Varmint Rifle- A common rifle with plentiful ammo.
Stimpack x2
Pork n Beans x3
Bobby Pin x10- One is Patricks favorite hidden in his sock that he calls "Lucky Joe"
Other: Patrick has a harmonica in excellent condition. It was his first real treasure and he has taught himself to play. He takes care of it constantly usually absentmindedly cleaning when he has some downtime.
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Home:
South Carolina Area
Skills:
Barter
Sneak
Guns
Lockpicking
Background:
Patrick's parents are treasure hunters, they travel around the Carolina's at the first rumor of a store of valuable Pre-War goodies. Patrick grew up traveling from place to place learning how to get into locked storerooms, sneaking past bandits, and arguing with town merchants over the price of goods. Recently, his parents caught wind of a hidden armory in the north and set off to find it. Patrick was sick at the time and was forced to stay back in a small town down south. Patrick recovered, but after a month had gone by his parents had not returned. During that time, Achilles wandered into town. Patrick was impressed with this wanderer and demanded to be taken as his assistant. Achilles refused at first, but Patrick simply began following him in his journeys (leaving a note for his absent parents) and eventually Achilles took him under his wing. Achilles began to teach Patrick how to use a gun to defend himself on their travels and oddjobs.
Equipment:
Roving Trader Outfit- Patrick is constantly picking up pieces of scrap or interesting pre-war goods so the number of pockets is perfect for carrying all his goods.
Varmint Rifle- A common rifle with plentiful ammo.
Stimpack x2
Pork n Beans x3
Bobby Pin x10- One is Patricks favorite hidden in his sock that he calls "Lucky Joe"
Other: Patrick has a harmonica in excellent condition. It was his first real treasure and he has taught himself to play. He takes care of it constantly usually absentmindedly cleaning when he has some downtime.
Cool with me! I'll probably play a thief. Btw here is a good reference for the rules for everyone: http://www.d20swsrd.com/
Leval Lamrue
Leval stepped onto the portal’s pad, the other students had already gone up in a purple light. He walked around the portal’s perimeter looking around for clues as to how it worked, but didn’t find anything of note. He remembered the students cries as the portal had activated, ‘This might be a rough ride.’ With that thought in mind, Leval strode to the center of the platform and laid down on his back. “How does this activate?” he called over to Yayo. Instead of reply, a purple light blazed up through the floor and a blue fog came down. His eyes widened and then tightly shut as loud blaring noise resounded through his ears. With a lurch the portal began to make upwards.
The force pressed down on Leval, flattening him down, but he managed to maintain control of all his senses. His shoulder throbbed with the added pressure, giving him something else to concentrate on besides the chaotic swirl of his inside. Then, it all stopped all at once. Opening his eyes, Leval found himself floating amongst the stars. He blinked, ‘No, just a carpet. How much did this cost?’ He rose quickly and looked around, numbers lined the walls seemingly emblazoned on the walls. ‘4-C, 4-C, where is it? Why wouldn’t there be a map or something?” An announcement sounded in the hall. "In one hour it will be midnight. Your curfew begins at midnight. When your curfew begins, the beautiful carpet will grow longer and whip around, all while being electrified. I wouldn't try destroying it either, unless you like bolts of electricity being blasted at you."
Leval stopped and looked at the floor. What was what beautiful and serene now came off as death lurking in the shadows.’Nope, nope, nope.’ Leval scanned the walls walked quickly through the halls. Finally, he saw the 4-C on the wall just around the corner, in front of the door were two figures a demon girl with horns protruding from her head and a tanned succubi in the midst of a giggle. Both were taller than what he actually was. Around the corner, he contemplated what to do next. A succubus was concerning as one touch would dispel his illusion, but the demon woman had an aura of power that set his hairs on edge. He altered the shape of his illusion to 8 feet tall with spikes protruding all over his body, and scars covering his face. Hopefully that would be enough to dissuade any physical contact. He left his brown tuft of hair in its usual upon his forehead, style was important after all.
Rounding the corner, he nodded to both of other occupants. “I’m Leval, we seem to be roommates. I do not like to be touched, if you respect that we will get along fine.” With that he entered the lavish room. The beds all seemed to be unclaimed to he picked the one closest to the door. His name carved itself as he laid down. ‘Hell of a first day.’
Leval stepped onto the portal’s pad, the other students had already gone up in a purple light. He walked around the portal’s perimeter looking around for clues as to how it worked, but didn’t find anything of note. He remembered the students cries as the portal had activated, ‘This might be a rough ride.’ With that thought in mind, Leval strode to the center of the platform and laid down on his back. “How does this activate?” he called over to Yayo. Instead of reply, a purple light blazed up through the floor and a blue fog came down. His eyes widened and then tightly shut as loud blaring noise resounded through his ears. With a lurch the portal began to make upwards.
The force pressed down on Leval, flattening him down, but he managed to maintain control of all his senses. His shoulder throbbed with the added pressure, giving him something else to concentrate on besides the chaotic swirl of his inside. Then, it all stopped all at once. Opening his eyes, Leval found himself floating amongst the stars. He blinked, ‘No, just a carpet. How much did this cost?’ He rose quickly and looked around, numbers lined the walls seemingly emblazoned on the walls. ‘4-C, 4-C, where is it? Why wouldn’t there be a map or something?” An announcement sounded in the hall. "In one hour it will be midnight. Your curfew begins at midnight. When your curfew begins, the beautiful carpet will grow longer and whip around, all while being electrified. I wouldn't try destroying it either, unless you like bolts of electricity being blasted at you."
Leval stopped and looked at the floor. What was what beautiful and serene now came off as death lurking in the shadows.’Nope, nope, nope.’ Leval scanned the walls walked quickly through the halls. Finally, he saw the 4-C on the wall just around the corner, in front of the door were two figures a demon girl with horns protruding from her head and a tanned succubi in the midst of a giggle. Both were taller than what he actually was. Around the corner, he contemplated what to do next. A succubus was concerning as one touch would dispel his illusion, but the demon woman had an aura of power that set his hairs on edge. He altered the shape of his illusion to 8 feet tall with spikes protruding all over his body, and scars covering his face. Hopefully that would be enough to dissuade any physical contact. He left his brown tuft of hair in its usual upon his forehead, style was important after all.
Rounding the corner, he nodded to both of other occupants. “I’m Leval, we seem to be roommates. I do not like to be touched, if you respect that we will get along fine.” With that he entered the lavish room. The beds all seemed to be unclaimed to he picked the one closest to the door. His name carved itself as he laid down. ‘Hell of a first day.’
Haha okay will edit!
Definitely interested in this
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