Post by Adam on Jan 24, 2016 22:40:17 GMT -5
Damn! Blank's original character page has a lot of views! Anywho, same character, reset sheet, and background for this campaign.
Character Sheet
Background:
Blank's wanderings had brought her to Mynos. She expected her time here to be the same as it had been in the previous towns and cities, a few years of minor jobs before slowly building up to something major and then disappearing, never to be heard from again. She always used different alias's in every location; Shadow in one city, Raven in another. Ghost was persona she had prepared for Mynos. Yet her meeting with her first client was a startling one...
"You Ghost?" was the brusque question her contact, a burly man with a ragged yet grizzled mien, asked as he eyed her over. In the near pitch dark room her identity wasn't easily discerned, least of all her Drow heritage which she kept hidden from all. A silent nod was her only response. He scratched his stubbled cheek for a moment before continuing. "Funny," he began to smirk, "you're a dead ringer for Blank..." Blank's eyes went wide as the familiar name was uttered. Could this man be a bounty hunter? A guard in disguise? Or simply a man seeking vengeance for a now forgotten crime? Whatever the case, she immediately drew he daggers, preparing to silence this man. Frightened, his expression rapidly shifted to one of placation. "Whoa, whoa whoa!" He held his hands up, hoping to halt her attack. "I'm just here to talk to you about a better offer!" Had he not shifted to panic so quickly, the man would already be dead. Instead Blank simply waited; her blades still draw and her eyes fixed squarely at the man for any signs of deceit. After a moment of uneasy silence he continued, "This guy, Weston, he's a big shot around here. Got a team of treasure hunters he calls the Radiants. Says he's been watching you for a while. Now that your here he wants to offer you a job." Blank stared at the man as she contemplated the situation. She'd heard of the Radiant Few; suppose to be some of the best of the best on this team. She preferred working alone, but a steady job may be worth the trouble of babysitting a few other people. Her only concern was this man, Weston. If he had the resources to learn her identity and track her movements, he could be a threat to her life. She abhorred unnecessary death, but she had to learn more about him before coming to any conclusions. She made her decision. Her stance relaxed as she sheathed her weapons. "Okay," she whispered as she nodded to the man. A nervous smile crept onto his face, "O-Okay... I'll take you to him."
And that is how Blank's time with the Radiant Few began...
Character Sheet
Background:
Blank's wanderings had brought her to Mynos. She expected her time here to be the same as it had been in the previous towns and cities, a few years of minor jobs before slowly building up to something major and then disappearing, never to be heard from again. She always used different alias's in every location; Shadow in one city, Raven in another. Ghost was persona she had prepared for Mynos. Yet her meeting with her first client was a startling one...
"You Ghost?" was the brusque question her contact, a burly man with a ragged yet grizzled mien, asked as he eyed her over. In the near pitch dark room her identity wasn't easily discerned, least of all her Drow heritage which she kept hidden from all. A silent nod was her only response. He scratched his stubbled cheek for a moment before continuing. "Funny," he began to smirk, "you're a dead ringer for Blank..." Blank's eyes went wide as the familiar name was uttered. Could this man be a bounty hunter? A guard in disguise? Or simply a man seeking vengeance for a now forgotten crime? Whatever the case, she immediately drew he daggers, preparing to silence this man. Frightened, his expression rapidly shifted to one of placation. "Whoa, whoa whoa!" He held his hands up, hoping to halt her attack. "I'm just here to talk to you about a better offer!" Had he not shifted to panic so quickly, the man would already be dead. Instead Blank simply waited; her blades still draw and her eyes fixed squarely at the man for any signs of deceit. After a moment of uneasy silence he continued, "This guy, Weston, he's a big shot around here. Got a team of treasure hunters he calls the Radiants. Says he's been watching you for a while. Now that your here he wants to offer you a job." Blank stared at the man as she contemplated the situation. She'd heard of the Radiant Few; suppose to be some of the best of the best on this team. She preferred working alone, but a steady job may be worth the trouble of babysitting a few other people. Her only concern was this man, Weston. If he had the resources to learn her identity and track her movements, he could be a threat to her life. She abhorred unnecessary death, but she had to learn more about him before coming to any conclusions. She made her decision. Her stance relaxed as she sheathed her weapons. "Okay," she whispered as she nodded to the man. A nervous smile crept onto his face, "O-Okay... I'll take you to him."
And that is how Blank's time with the Radiant Few began...