Name: Answers to Wizard or Magical Arsehole. Also, there are some who call him... TIM.
Items: Catsplosion (2d3)(3)(AoE 5)(3/6), Fire Bolt (1d6)(4/6)(1), Wildcard (2d6-1d12)(1/6), Wooden Staff
Profession: Wizard
Race: Wizard
Health: 6
Additional Status:
Skills: Offensive Spells 3, Overall Magics 3
Bio: The Wizard of Soth, a small island chain with a serious cat infestation.
Motivation: Magical Arsehole is here to get loot and "test" magic on stuff, and he's fresh out of lootsacks!
Strength:3
Dexterity:2
Reflexes:2
Intelligence: 4
Roast him with what spell?
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Name: Harvey
Items: Power Armor (4d6), (-8), 2X FN MAGGIE (3d6) (3/6), 2X Inferno Blades (4d6)(Cauterize)(Peirce)
Profession: Bandit leader
Race: Augmented
Health: 6
Additional Status: Minor bleeding
Skills: Persuasion 2, Long Blades 2, Medium Gun 2
Bio: Harvey grew up the son of a minor bandit who died when he was a child, the clan he belonged to was destroyed in the multitude of never ending clan rivalries and Harvey was left to starve in the wilds. He survived by stealing from farms and slowly gathered other outcasts around him who were in a similar situation and in time they turned to being bandits as well knowing no other life.
During one attack several of them died but they were able to take what looked to be an important group of traders hostage, they claimed to have nobody who would pay for them but wished to make a trade for there own lives and offered to put there skills in genetic and cybernetic augmentation at the clans disposal.
They accepted and were released after carrying out the augmentations that were asked of them and Harvey and his clan set off for the site of the most constant fighting amongst bandits, mercenaries and the other less honorable folk of the world intending to unite or annihilate the clans under his own rule.
Strength: 8 (4)
Dexterity: 2 (~1)
Reflexes: 6 (3)
Intelligence: 3
Charisma: 1 (4)
Anything I forgot:
Augmentation : Harvey.
Positive.
Metal flesh. : His skin has been replaced with power armor making him very hard to injure and enhancing his strength and reflexes.
Internal weaponry. : Has Inferno blades hidden inside both arms that extend from the top of his wrists and a pair of energy guns tucked into his shoulders that extend upwards to stand either side of his head. ( Controlled by a chip implanted in his brain which makes him as skilled as a veteran soldier with those weapons. )
Genetically enhanced senses. : Has far superior sight and hearing over other species able to see in any lightning and hear as well as a dog. Sight also allows him to read body language boosting his charisma. ( Because he can tell what effect his words or actions have on people by reading body language. )
Negative.
Metal flesh : Metal flesh is heavy and results in his speed being lowered and making it completely impossible for him to perform stealth actions except at very long range.
Internal weaponry. : The chip in his brain makes it impossible for him to use non implanted weaponry.
Genetically enhanced senses : Complete loss of all other senses.
Augmentation : Minions.
Positive.
Metal flesh. : There skin has been replaced with power armor making them very hard to injure and enhancing his strength and reflexes.
Internal weaponry. : Has inferno blades hidden inside both arms that extend from the top of there wrists and a pair of energy guns tucked into his shoulders that extend upwards to stand either side of his head. ( Controlled by a chip implanted in his brain which makes him as skilled as a veteran soldier with those weapons. )
Computer link : Minds are able to receive information from Harveys mind directly.
Negative.
Metal flesh : Metal flesh is heavy and results in his speed being lowered and it being impossible for them to perform stealth actions except at very long range.
Internal weaponry. : The chip in there brains makes it impossible for them to use non implanted weaponry. ( Controlled by a chip implanted in there brain which makes them as skilled as a veteran soldier with those weapons. )
Computer link : Unable to understand any other form of communication.
From what you can tell by eyesight alone, there are two hover craft with two jeeps escorting a troop transport truck filled with armed soldiers. The jeeps and hovercraft are armed with light armor and machine guns, though the truck looks to be unarmed in itself. A good distance behind them is the small tank, with an escort of about a dozen men. There is also the artillery to worry about, though they would probably have to call targets in this galaxy.
The terrain is flat, and desolate, giving no cover to either side. There are several craters that may slow the vehicle down, otherwise they have a mobility advantage.
Knowing the enemy, would you like to change or continue with your plan?
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Name: X5
Profession: Vigilante (See Bio)
Race: Augmented - Sub-Dermal armour - Inbuilt armour, provides protection whilst reducing speed. && Computer aided vision - Allows extra vision modes such as infra red and targeting, but vision can be overloaded for a short time and can glitch.
Appearance: X5 is large and well built, with close shaved brown hair. Most of the area around his eye is occupied by his Visual Augmentation system, and his other eye socket is completely empty.
Bio: Victor Kar was in his early life a member of the IEF - International Elite Forces. This group operated under it's own control, taking on tasks which only the brightest and best could achieve in return for two things, a roof over their heads and a certain amount of freedom from the law. With intergalactic travel, their services became more and more neccessary as crime moved rapidly through juristictions and traditional policing had little effect. And in free space, where the raiders often lay in orbit, there was no law at all.
The man himself was known for his no nonsense approach to his work - he took no prisoners and was known for his tenacity and the fact that he had never once backed down for a challenge. Of course, he only had to fail once in the end. A mission on Earth, seeking a criminal - Derius Kar, his brother - who was making people dissapear without any trace whatsoever. He found the villain there, and a massive battle commenced. All the IEF members lost their lives, Kar included. And as he was shot, he witnessed his killer run through a doorway to nothing, and simply vanish.
Kar awoke in a lab, surrounded by the corpses of his squad. Bodies that lay, cold, blue, and lifeless, outlined in red in his head. But he wasn't. And clearly, he had changed.
It took two more years of training before the cyborg deemed himself ready. The process that had ressurected him had failed on those he considered family, and his true family was responsible. Disgusted, Victor discarded that name, and took the project's codename as his own - X5. Then he set out, searching for Derius, a man who dissapeared through the portal.
Items: Winchester 20V Shotgun (2d6) (2/6), Persuader Pistol (1d6)(3/6)(Quick), Sub Dermal Armor (1d6)(-1)
Health: 8
Additional Status:
Skills: Shotguns (3), Hand Guns (3), Heavy Guns (2)
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 3
Reflexes: 4
Intelligence: 2
Charisma: 2
Charisma: 3
"Wo, put that thing away mate." One of the men states as they back away, hands in front of them in the "stop what you are doing" motion. "Nothing in here is illegal, mate. We didn't even get it from the mob or nothing." "Yeah! We didn't even get it on our side. That's why we were stopped yesterday. We were making all the stuff we couldn't make on the other side."
"You see mate, we gonna sell this stuff here. Ain't no law against it, ain't no cops to stop us. They ain't never heard of this stuff here. We will get em all hooked on our stuff, selling it real cheap, then raise our prices. They will give us whatever we want! It'll be just like...just like...damn, what did you call it?" "The Opium wars." "Yeah, just like the opium wars. Our stuff ain't high quality or nothing, but we will get the whole country begging for it like it was the best ever cut. We will be kings, and ain't no one gonna even try to stop us!"
Looking at your gun, they back off a little bit. "But we ain't greedy mate, we will give you a cut of the profits if you want in. Just put that thing away..."
What do you do now?
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