Ok Innmates due to Alacrity shutting down all but one of his games because of more important real life matterís, I find myself with time once more to try and run my proposed DEATHLANDS game. So as the Title said Iím looking for 3 players to round out a 6 player party. I already have 3 players signed up but that still lives 2 Male and 1 Female character needing players.
The characters open along with their backgrounds are below. However be aware Iím gonna be a little picking on the party leader position as thatís a very important role in this type of game.
RYAN CAWDOR (Party Leader) FILLED
Known to many as a legend in the Deathlands due to his extensive travels. His reputation is almost as great as the Trader's. Many have crossed his path and ended up chilled (slang for killed) or set free from a tyrannical baron. Ryan prefers wag travel to walking on foot, yet finding a fueled and operable vehicle is rare. He can be seen wearing a dusty worn denim shirt and olive drab combat fatigues. He wears a white scarf that serves as a weighted garrote which is often overlooked when he is stripped of his weapons.
His hair is black, thick and curly. His most distinct features are a white scar running down the side of his face and a black eye patch over his damaged eye. His visage earned him the name 'One Eye Chills' by the native American tribesmen. As a boy, Ryan killed a man over the ownership of a horse. The other man ended up dying. He was about to be hung when a woman claimed that she saw the whole thing and managed to persuade the mob to leave the boy alone. Reluctantly the mob agreed and he was given into the care of the woman, who, used him each night in her bed for saving his life, her name was Sharona Carson.
Ryan first met the Trader as a younger man at the age of 21 after having left Sharona the Trader had his own security locks built into all his war wags. He was just returning to War Wag one which he used as both home and office. After activating the security code he slipped inside and was about to start the vehicle up when he felt the cold metal of a handgun dig into the back of his neck. A cold, calm voice warned him that if he moved he'd have his brains splattered all over the windshield.
Warning his would be assailant that if that happened, he'd outlive him by about thirty seconds if he was lucky, he was told by his assailant that he heard that nothing fazes the old warrior. Trader laughed and said that yes, he's bothered at having a large caliber handgun placed against the back of his neck. He then ask the intruder how he managed to get past the sec locks.
The intruder answered without a trace of cockiness that it had been quite easy. Trader knowing that gaining access to War Wag One was far from easy, knew that it was not simply the intruder being boastful, but being open and honest. The Trader then asked the man if he was there to steal the vehicle. The man answers that maybe he does, but he wants to head outside and talk about it.
When they stepped outside the Trader was able to take a good look at the man who introduced himself as Ryan Cawdor. With his blaster aimed just below Trader's heart, the Trader asked Ryan if he planned to kill him or if he rather join him instead after a moments thought Ryan answered yes to the joining and so it was that Ryan Cawdor became a member of the Traders Convoy
While traveling with the Trader he has gained a large amount of combat experience. As point man for the group he employs an 18 inch panga and a SIG P226 with a well worn silencer. When covering his companions he attacks his enemies with a 5.56mm M4 Assault Rifle.
Ryan is disdainful of both science and religion. He almost always speaks about the pre-war scientists poorly, calling them 'White Coats'. Doc Tanner has consistently painted a picture of pre-war scientists as ruthless in their quest for knowledge. Throughout his travels he has seen a few videos and photos from the 20th century. He knows that life before sky dark was full of technology, food and people living in large cities. He is always looking for fragments of pre-war life.
While living at Front Royal, he learned to read and write although he almost never reads for pleasure, as he regards this as a bittersweet reminder of his life there. He is mostly pragmatist, yet he does have some semblance of morality and purpose of life. As a young man, Ryan grew up as privileged as one could be in the Deathlands, he was raised by a caring mother and father. His first fire fight as a young man was against a web fingered mutant who he killed with a worn Armalite AR-18 old rifle. Some time later, Ryan killed a man in a heated argument over the ownership of a horse. He was about to be executed in a public hanging, but a sultry woman from the mob claimed that she saw the whole thing and managed to persuade the crowd to leave him alone.
After the crowd disbanded and the situation was defused his guardian became that same woman. She had sex with him each night as payment for saving his life. His father, Lord Titus Cawdor, was killed in an attempted power grab by another citizen. Lord Titus was murdered by his second wife Rachel while intoxicated on the drug Jolt. His older brother Morgan was killed that same night. Ryan resents his brother for playing a poor part in his upbringing. Ryan was forced to flee Front Royal from his second brother, Harvey, who had seized power in a coup. Wounded, he headed for the back country of Virginia to escape his brother.
There he met the famous Trader and was accepted into his ranks and was named War Captain after 10 years and many a firefight.
An albino teenager from the Atchafalaya Basin swamps just north of Lafayette, Louisiana, Jak appears to be a young man of 23, but is in reality, only seventeen. He is very lean but well muscled his face is thin and pinched, appearing to be malnourished. His nose is narrow and has a crooked scar across it. Another scar is on the left cheek, tugging the corner of his mouth upwards into a crooked smile. His hair is a tumbling mane of the purest white, like fine silk.
He is probably the best martial artist in all of the Deathlands, quicksilver fast, deadly to the extreme. His aim with his throwing knives is impeccable, but he is only an average shot with a handgun.
Like Kristy, Jak is a mutant. At the age of fourteen, he was already considered a legendary warrior by his West Lowelton gang. Through his skills at cunning and brutality he earned the nickname, "The White Wolf" from his gang.
In their first meeting, Jak, in a challenge of leadership, threw one of his throwing knives several feet into the air and on its descent, caught the leaf bladed knife between his teeth impressing Ryan and Kristy. However that same night amidst a coup he witnessed his father tarred, burned and hanging from a flag pole in retaliation for his winning. Ryan and Kristy seeing the odds against him took him under their wing and convinced the Trader to let him join the group. A natural hunter and tracker, he can find nearly any trail, and move silently and unnoticed almost anywhere. Due to being an albino, his eyesight is reasonably normal in light, but in the dark, he has astounding night vision. Death surrounds Jak like a cloak and there is no one better at causing it then this albino.
DR. MILDRED WINONA WYETHFILLED
A 20th century doctor of cryogenics, a top class surgeon and trauma specialist and Olympic silver medallist sharpshooter. Dr. Wyeth an African American, was placed in cryogenic sleep in December of 2000 in an attempt to save her life after a life threatening allergic reaction to the anesthesia that was used in an operation almost killed her. Having been found by the Trader deep inside the twisted climate of Minnesota at a military research complex called Blackwood Center for Chemical and Neurological Research her body resting in a nuclear powered computer-controlled cryogenic suspension unit at the Shelly Cryogenic Institute.
She was unfrozen to find herself in perfect health after 100 years asleep. Mildred at first fell under the groups moniker 'Freezie' a name used to describe the few individuals who had been awoken from their pre-dark cryogenic state. However with her background revealed, via the cryogenic patient database, she was revived from the cryogenic suspension immediately for her skills.
The revived Mildred is headstrong, strong willed and was acknowledged by the Traders people to be the best shot in the entire Deathlands. She has become close friends of with the other five members of the small group referring to them playfully to others as a redheaded medium, an albino street punk, a two hundred year old fart, a gun freak and a one eyed killer.
Almost from the onset her and Doc Tanner began a friendly rivalry. They constantly snipe at one another but when the chips are down they will defend each other to the bitter end. J.B. Dix and Mildred have at times become romantically involved, in a friends with benefits type of way, as emotional expression is not one of J.B.'s strong points, though the fact that she saved his life once has caused the bond between the two of them to grow even stronger.
Mildred often serves as an instructor and interpreter of pre-dark culture when found.
She is the group's sniper and Medic.
For more info on the characters themselves Stats, Weapons, Hit points, etcÖ go to the Q/A section and look up the DEATHLANDS CHARACTERS thread. Most of your questions should be answered there but if not feel free to send me a PM or post it here. I look forward to getting this game once more off and running.
Posted on 2012-04-25 at 16:59:07.
Edited on 2012-04-27 at 18:55:30 by TannTalas
Looks like we have our party Leader so I'm still looking for two more.
Think about it Innmates are you strong enough to survive in a post nuke world 100 years after what became known as "Skydark". I know there's at least one more Lady and one more Gentleman bold enough to make the attempt.
Loki you say if you have Time you'd maybe like to join the game as Jak. My question is will you have enough time to devote to a one post a week minimum type schedule. Thatís what Iím looking for in a player for this game.
Chessicfayth just last week you posted that you would be in and out of the Inn to lurk but due to Real Life had no time for a game and you apologized to your present DMís. Has that changed somehow? If not then Iíll have to thank you for the Interest but say no to you joining. However if you feel you can devote the time Iím looking for in a player I will give you a chance if Loki does not come through.
As itís unclear if Loki and Chessicfayth can devote the time to the game, Iím still looking for 1 more player. Please do not be afraid to show your interest in the character and the game.