Name: Patricia Driscol
Gender: Female
Race: Hybrid - Gazer
Age: 25
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Perks and skills:
Trap master- Would probably be employed to oversee a dungeons defenses and make sure they were good enough. (
+1 Bonus to wits when creating or upgrading traps)
Travel sized torture- She is able to create little trap modules off-site, allowing for easy set-up of them later. (
Can make portable traps, allowing them to be set up quicker when needed.)
Always room for improvement- She is never quite happy enough with something to leave it alone, meaning she has gotten better at improving things. (
+1 to upgrading or learning a new improvement for weapons and armour.)
I spy- What a might big eye she has. All the better to see with. (
+1 to perception)
Anarchist's cook book- It may me gunpowder and not flour, or a bomb and not bread, but you may as well be a chef in some way. (
+1 to learning properties and recipes of ingredients)
Disadvantages and Drawbacks:
Tunnel vision- When the girl has her mind on something, it can be hard to focus on anything else... (
-1 to perception if engaged in something, and negate I spy)
It's a trap... Kinda- when a trap is made to be easy and quick to set up anywhere, it can sometimes come at the sacrifice of effectiveness... (
portable traps get -1 to not being noticed, and -1 to working effectively)
It's in my eye!- Bigger eye, bigger target, bigger vulnerability. (
-1 to avoiding attacks based on her own vision. Blinded, dazed, et cetera)
Funny looks- for some odd reason, people find someone having only one eye unsettling... (
-1 to an initial presence or manipulation check)
Technology on the brain- She cant help it, she is like a moth to the flame... if the moth was more interested in how it worked. (
-1 composure to resisting things involving new technology.)
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Appearance:
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(Just ignore the eye stalks, pretend they are a pillow or something.)
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Class: Tinkerer (Mental + Finesse)
+2 Intelligence, +1 Strength, +1 Presence
+3 Wits, +2 Dexterity, +2 Manipulation
+2 Resolve, +1 Stamina, +1 Composure
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Backstory:
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Tricia while never having had a rough or dark childhood, it was one filled with seclusion due to the half of the race she had gotten from her mother's side, her father having been a tamer who decided to take a gazer as his familiar... And from how he treated her, wife as well. This meant that they more grew up along the outside of the village they stayed in, along with kids usually not being very interested in something that was so obviously not completely human. Patricia however never seemed to mind anyways, always and still to this day keeping a happy smile on her face and cheerful attitude as she grew up, listening to her father's stories before finally coming to find her true love one day around the age of 14 when a human decided to set up a workshop near her home. Tinkering. Every day she would keep going down to the workshop to watch the man work and sell his trade to the villagers, both repairing the existing and creating the new, always busy at work on discoveries, something which fascinated the girl...
It was probably why the man soon came to expect her visits, not questioning her for staying about so much and why sometimes on a slow day he would call her over to look at the new project he was working on. It was probably also why it came as no surprise when a couple of years later she came to him and asked to be his apprentice, which he happily accepted. From there, she grew up learning the tricks of the trade, trying to make her own breakthroughs and discoveries while learning those that already exist. After so many years though, it got to the point where Patricia finally felt like she was getting to a point where it was time to move on, the little workshop being great, but if she ever wanted to learn to do much more, she would have to do more... and being a hunter seemed like the perfect fit, allowing her to keep up the arts of progressing technology, while also having ample opportunities to find new things to learn from, and to actually have a way to test them out.
Honestly as they headed into the new outpost set up on that island, they couldn't be happier with that choice, having already said goodbye to her parents and the man who helped her get on this road in the first place, the latter of which she was sure knew what to expect by now, only giving her a knowing smile and a hug before sending her back out of the shop with a wave, saying she had been wonderful in the time he knew her.
Tell me if there is anything that needs changed, and hopefully this is okay