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Primality: Act 1

Samuel

S A M U E L T A V A R E S

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^{I C E ◼ O C T O B E R 2 7 ( 18 ) ◼ M A L E}

_{"Let's get together and chill some time"}

A P P E A R A N C E:

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Sam stands at 6'2 with a head of messy white hair and bright blue eyes (both of which used to be brown before his primal awakening). The school uniform works great for him so he doesn't have to worry about what to wear. Although he does have something of a personal "uniform" consisting of blue jeans and a navy hoodie, fashion isn't exactly a concern for Sam.

B I O G R A P H Y:

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Samuel was born and raised in southern Ontario, Canada. He grew up with his mom and dad, along with his younger sister and two cats. Fairly standard life.

His dad enrolled him in several sports growing up, believing physical fitness to be very important. The one that stuck for Sam was Tae Kwon Do. He participated until he was sent off to the Merryweather institute, and still practices to this day.

In high school Sam's dad got cancer, and after months of battling it he died. Sam took it hard, spending most of his free time in his room. It was also around this time he started having strange dreams where he was just on a snowy tundra in a snowstorm. He knew what this meant and didn't ignore the dreams. He thought maybe a change of scenery was what he needed to move on from the death of his father.

P E R S O N A L I T Y:

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Samuel may look a bit intimidating, but in reality he's a cornball with a bit of social anxiety and a bad case of RBF. He often employs lots of sarcasm and puns in his speech, and since his powers awakened there's been a lot more ice and cold related puns. He knows when to be serious, but is always ready to drop a "cool it" if need be.

A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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He is skilled in Tae Kwon Do, being a second degree black belt. This also included just a general level of fitness.

He can generate pieces of ice up to the size of a small knife very quickly, larger structures take longer to make. He can also cool down the area around him and object nearby, working better the closer he is to the object and even better if he is touching the object.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Nothing yet, maybe later

Primality: Act 1

I look forward to playing with everyone. Also, I kept forgetting to mention it, but @Carlyle is the founder of the institute named after the webtoon author Merryweathery? Because if not that's a crazy coincidence lol

Primality: Act 1

Samuel

S A M U E L T A V A R E S

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^{I C E ◼ O C T O B E R 2 7 ( 18 ) ◼ M A L E}

_{"Let's get together and chill some time"}

A P P E A R A N C E:

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Sam stands at 6'2 with a head of messy white hair and bright blue eyes (both of which used to be brown before his primal awakening). The school uniform works great for him so he doesn't have to worry about what to wear. Although he does have something of a personal "uniform" consisting of blue jeans and a navy hoodie, fashion isn't exactly a concern for Sam.

B I O G R A P H Y:

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Samuel was born and raised in southern Ontario, Canada. He grew up with his mom and dad, along with his younger sister and two cats. Fairly standard life.

His dad enrolled him in several sports growing up, believing physical fitness to be very important. The one that stuck for Sam was Tae Kwon Do. He participated until he was sent off to the Merryweather institute, and still practices to this day.

In high school Sam's dad got cancer, and after months of battling it he died. Sam took it hard, spending most of his free time in his room. It was also around this time he started having strange dreams where he was just on a snowy tundra in a snowstorm. He knew what this meant and didn't ignore the dreams. He thought maybe a change of scenery was what he needed to move on from the death of his father.

P E R S O N A L I T Y:

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Samuel may look a bit intimidating, but in reality he's a cornball with a bit of social anxiety and a bad case of RBF. He often employs lots of sarcasm and puns in his speech, and since his powers awakened there's been a lot more ice and cold related puns. He knows when to be serious, but is always ready to drop a "cool it" if need be.

A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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He is skilled in Tae Kwon Do, being a second degree black belt. This also included just a general level of fitness.

He can generate pieces of ice up to the size of a small knife very quickly, larger structures take longer to make. He can also cool down the area around him and object nearby, working better the closer he is to the object and even better if he is touching the object.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Nothing yet, maybe later

That's what I've got so far. If you want some more details I can beef it up a bit.

And no shade at not having Sarah finished, my wife is also a manager so I hear about how stressful it can be

Primality: Act 1

I saw the int check and thought this looked fun, I could use something a bit more casual to get me back into writing. I'm whipping up a character now, how detailed should the sheet be? Making the character sheet is always my least favourite part of doing an RP because I find myself wanting to discover the character as I write rather than deciding everything up front.

@Carlyle I see that Sarah doesn't have a whole lot on her sheet but you're the GM and obviously get special privileges lol

Also hi @IAmTheIsland, I promise I didn't search for you after our chat yesterday, I really did just find this RP by chance and you happen to be here lol

a Tale of High Adventure!

Druuk was more than happy to let Caleb inquire about speaking with Zaretha, Druuk was more interested in sizing up the bouncer, Ozza. He seemed like he'd be a good fight. Unfortunately now was not the time nor the place, fighting Ozza would just get him and possibly the rest of the group kicked out, and it would lose them their best bet for work.

Druuk decided to take Ozza up on his offer of a free drink and followed Kraseawei and Lucky up to the bar. "Whiskey. Neat. Ozza said it's on the house." Druuk just hoped whatever work they would get would start soon, he didn't like to stay idle for long, another reason the boat trip here was torturous.

a Tale of High Adventure!

Awesome, I got back from the honeymoon at the beginning of the week and figured I'd just wait for the next GM post to get back into it

a Tale of High Adventure!

I think so? Like I said before I got married yesterday and I'm going on my honeymoon tomorrow. I'll be back around the 14, so just assume Druuk is with the group looking vaguely grumpy, that's his standard resting facial expression.

a Tale of High Adventure!

Druuk gave the captain a curt nod before leaving the ship, he was a man of few words on a good day, but having spent the previous night drinking and sparring the the tougher crew members he had found during the journey he was not in a particularly talkative mood this day. Being on solid ground again was nice, though Druuk had similar issues to Harth in that the stillness of the land felt strange. Luckily standing in a long line gave him plenty of time to readjust.

The white noise of the crowd reminded him of cheering crowds in coliseums he had fought in. It was a comforting sound, and by the time Druuk got to the front of the line he was in a slightly better mood. Only slightly. The clerk in front of him went from looking bored to rather anxious as Druuk approached. That was pretty typical, he was used to it now, if anything he was proud he could strike fear into lesser people just from his presence alone.

"Um, name?"

"Druuk."

The clerk waited a moment for a family name but Druuk stayed silent. His mother was a wonderful woman, he didn't want her name tarnished by anything he might do. "Okay, Mr. Druuk, are you here for business or pleasure," the clerk continued after a moment.

"Pleasure," out of the two options pleasure made more sense. Druuk was here to find a true fight, he had already conquered all the great fighters of his home, he needed fresh blood.

"Y-yes, of course, erm, anything to declare?"

"No." The clerk took a glance at the sword on Druuk's one side and the flail on the other before looking back at him. Druuk simply glared. "You're free to go," as Druuk left he heard a loud sigh. He simply left to join the others who he thought would make good travel companions. They had proven themselves interesting on the ship, perhaps staying with them would bring him somewhere interesting as well.

a Tale of High Adventure!

Now the hardest part for me, an opening post when nothing has happened yet.

I saw Harth spoke to Kraseawai, are they presumably together? Perhaps Druuk could make it a group of 3?

Also, I'm getting married next week then going on my honeymoon. Which means I won't be able to post but I will be able to read and keep up that way. I'll be gone from October 4-13

a Tale of High Adventure!

Don't all good stories start with the characters hating each other a little bit? Regardless, early in the trip is when most minor slights like rude comments would be made and that would be Druuk at his most level headed. He understands he has to share a space with these people for a few weeks. Towards the end of the trip though maybe he just fights some nobody NPC after they bump into each other.

As for relationships, Druuk wouldn't really approach anyone on the ship. Don't worry, that doesn't mean it'll be difficult getting him into whatever the main thrust of the RP will be. I assume there will be some job posting and we all take it for our own reasons and work together that way.

The other easy in is if Kraseawei @Expendable approaches him and they become friendly. Druuk would recognize she's not exactly a fighter but her strength lies in finesse, something he is sorely lacking. From there he would stick with her and whoever she may choose to ally with.