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
Robber Leader
Health: Dead
Size: Large Human
Distance: 100
Action: Dead
Additional Status: Dead
Robber 1
Health: Perfect
Size: Human
Distance: 120
Action: Retreating
Additional Status: None
Robber 2
Health: Perfect
Size: Human
Distance: 130
Action: Retreating
Additional Status: None
You jump out from cover and quickly cast firebolt. The arrow of light and heat launches from your walking stick, flying through the air like a badger. Everything goes perfectly. A fist sized hole appears in the center of the head robber, with dark blood boiling around it. He falls immediately to the ground, never to move again. In other words, Critical hit! Its super effective!
"Screw this, I am out of here." The remaining robbers say together as they race toward the boat.
What do you do now?
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I didn't want the leader to die in one hit, but you got perfect dice, so I thought why not.
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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
"Id hope you would say that, mate. Welcome to the team, if only for a little bit." The man welcomes you. You set up camp with them and leave the next morning. The tire was easy to fix, and you were off just after sunset. The two men were in the front of the truck, using the seats, leaving you in the back. "Sorry mate, no room up here." was all he said to you on the topic. The back of the truck was dark, filled with different items. Cardboard boxes marked "Fragile", glass with medical supplies marked with a red cross, and more boxes of different size. There is a small opening were you manage to stand. The bus starts up and you move at a decent pace, with only a few major bumps.
The trip goes monotonously for a few hours. You got tired eventually, and decided to sit on one of the sturdier boxes not marked "fragile" as a chair. It was made of steel, so they shouldn't mind and you shouldn't break anything. After half a day's travel, you finally stop. You are feeling a little hungry and thirsty, though it isn't to bad. The doors open up, letting light in for the first time in several hours. "We are here mate, guess we didn't need your protection after all." said the first man, shrugging. "Goodluck." he said, as he motioned you out to the dirt road in front of you. All you could see is dirt road, winding off into a grassy plain, and the men who drove you here. You get off the box to thank them, but accidentally knock the box down, spilling its contents.
You are about to say or do something when you look at what was spilled out. Bags of cocaine flowed from the box you were sitting on. Looking around, you find that the rest of the items are all illegal drugs as well. Heroine, cocaine, hyper hallucinogens, and the chemicals and plants necessary to grow and make more. How was it possible for you to not notice this?
What do you do now?
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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.
You and your men continue waiting, sleeping with several guards out at one time. Nobody attacks you, but the valley is filled with the sound of fighting at random intervals the whole night.
Dawn comes fast. The mercenaries and the castle stop plinking at each other, for one reason or another. There is a temporary peace. But once again, the man who spoke with you earlier does not show up. Perhaps he is done speaking? If you want to talk to him, maybe you should take the initiative, going to him?
What do you do now?
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