Penny

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Hider

Miranda Castle

Sex Female | Age 27 | Race Human

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Basic Info

Alias: Locks

Look: Classy eyeliner and a business suit

Heritage: Imperial

Vice/Purveyor: Luxury - Wild parties, wanton extravagance, sex, drugs and futuristic synth music.

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Stats

Insight 2 | Prowess 0 | Resolve 3

Stress:

Trauma:

Starting Abilities:
Consort 2
Command 1
Sway 2 (You get more with a kind word and a laser rifle than just a kind word)
Hack 1 (these books aren't going to cook themselves)
Study 1 (Regrettably, it pays to do your homework)

Special Abilities:

• Disarming
• Air of Respectability

Friends:

• Je-zee (Enemy) - Diplomat, it wasn't my fault that peace talks fell through!
• Manda - (friend) A guild executive who made a lot of money when I made those peace talks fall through!
• Arryn - A noble I left at the altar
• Kerry - A doctor who always treats me, even though he despairs of my sinful ways

Equipment:

• Fine Clothes- expensive suits, elegant dresses
• Legitimate ID - Miranda Castlereagh, Hagemony Intercessor
• Luxury Goods - Expensive liqours, drugs and jams
• Momentous of a past encounter - Wedding Dress

Bonus Dice

Gambit

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Miranda Castlereagh

Speaker

Starting Ability: Air of Respectability
Special Ability: Disarming
Heritage: Imperial- Disinherited younger daughter of a noble house from the Core.
Background: Noble - Former wild child shamming respectability as an Intercessor.

Dots -
Consort 2
Command 1
Sway 2 (You get more with a kind word and a laser rifle than just a kind word)
Hack 1 (these books aren't going to cook themselves)
Study 1 (Regrettably, it pays to do your homework)

Ratings - Insight 2, Prowess 0, Resolve 3

Influential Friends

Arryn - A noble I left at the altar
Je-zee (rival) - Diplomat, it wasn't my fault that peace talks fell through!
Manda - (friend) A guild executive who made a lot of money when I made those peace talks fall through!
Kerry - A doctor who always treats me, even though he despairs of my sinful ways

Men vs. Women Race to 1000: Version 2.0

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We can not know each other if you prefer, no probs

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Maybe I bailed you out from a lunch mob on some backwater world in exchange for helping me steal the Starchaser to help pay off some powerful underworld type to whom I am indebted

Dogs of War: Old World Mercenaries

“I think the term is wreck,” Emmaline pointed out pedantically, leaning close to the smokey fire to warm her hands. The fuel of choice seemed to be peat rather than wood and neatly chopped cubes were piled in one of the corners of the hut. There was considerable relief to be had in the mere presence of men even if they were of a wild and strange sort but while she was relieved to be free of the murderous elves, being stuck in another distant land did not fill her with enthusiasm.

“Cam git ye in a dris tha tae not make ye look li’ a whorr,” declared a fearsome looking woman whose pudgy jowls shook to emphasise her evident disapproval. She wore a grey dress that was a few sizes too small and stained with smoke and cooking grease besides, giving her the aspect of an ornery boar.

“I’m sorry what?” Emmaline asked, completely defeated by the heavy accent.

“Cam wit mae,” the woman declared, seizing Emmaline by the elbow and dragging her bodily from the hut. The hut across the seat was of a better sort, still a hovel by civilized standards but tidy and well kept. A pair of girls, younger and slimmer but of unfortunate resemblance to their mother stood gawping slack jawed.

“Lits ga ye in tae a dacent driss,” the woman declared unintelligibly and reached to take off Emmaline’s silken shirt.

“Get your hands off me,” Emmaline snapped, swatting the woman’s meaty paw away from her. The shirt of elven silk was the only thing she owned in the world other than her staff and she was unwilling to be parted with it. The woman glowered at her and seemed to consider forcing the issue.

“Ah wael sate yeaself, ba yae be putin on a draes,” the woman glowered and then picked up one of the dresses of grey homespun wool and all but hurling it at Emmaline. The alchemist snatched it out of the air and regarded it with distaste for a moment before pulling the garment on over her silk. The weave was scratchy and it smelled faintly of mold but she had to admit it was warm.

“There are you happy?” she asked the woman.

“Ael be happy wheen ye and ya sae traesh be gain,” the woman declared truculently.

“Ahhh… well the same to you I guess,” Emmaline returned, completely at sea as to what the woman was on about before retreating into the street. It was fully dark now and watch fires were burning in concave copper sheets attop the parapet. Emmaline couldn’t imagine that was much help, especially given that the omnipresent fog had shown no signs of lifting, but she imagined the clansmen knew their business. She crossed the street to the original hut and stepped inside only to find Amal gone.

“Now what?” she asked the empty hut irritably, she couldn’t imagine there was anything in this dung heap worth stealing.

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I'm from the government and I'm here to help myself

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My character type is a government official on the take so basically a shady corrupt beuracrat

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There is no such thing as a black market, merely an underserved one!

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My vote is for Stardancer as well