Name: Donna-matrix
Age: 29
Sex: Female
Homeworld: Hive World
Divination: To War is Human (already have dodge, Agi+2)
Background: Outcast
Role: Warrior
WS: 48**
BS: 38*
S: 50**
T: 41*
Ag: 40
Int: 34
Per: 37
WP: 41**
Fel: 36
Inf: 30
*Denotes purchased upgrade
http://orokos.com/roll/584276 - Base stats (in order)
http://orokos.com/roll/584277 - reroll for int (lower than original)
http://orokos.com/roll/584282http://orokos.com/roll/584289Wounds (Critical): 13/13 (0)
FP: 3/3
Movement: 4m/8m/12m/24m
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Insanity: 4/100
Corruption: 7/100
Mutations: -
Skills (known skills in bold):
Acrobatics (Ag)Athletics (S)
Awareness (Per) Charm (Fel)
Command (Fel)
Commerce (Int)
Common Lore (Int)
- UnderworldDeceive (Fel)Dodge (Ag) +10
Forbidden Lore (Int)
Inquiry (Fel)
Interrogation (WP)
Intimidate (S)Linguistics (Int)
- Low Gothic
Logic (Int)
Medicae (Int)
Navigate (Int)
Operate (Ag)
Parry (WS) + 20Scholastic Lore (Int)
Scrutiny (Per)
Security (Int)
Sleight of Hand (Ag)Stealth (Ag)Survival (Per)
Tech-Use (Int)
Trade (Int)
Talents:
- Weapon training (Chain, Solid)
- Iron Jaw
- Crushing Blow
- Blademaster
- Frenzy
- Battle Rage
Traits:
- Teaming masses in Metal Mountains - Ignore crowds for purposes of movement, treating them as open terrain. Also gains +20 to navigate (Surface) tests while in enclosed spaces.
- Never quite - An outcast counts his toughness as being +2 for purposes of determining fatigue.
- Expert in Violence - May substitute Ws/Bs bonus for Dos on attack test, this costs 1 FP
Armor:
- Enforcer Light Carapace (All 5) - Rare
Weapons:
- Autopistol (pistol; s/-/6; 1d10+2 I; p0; clip 18; rld full) - AVG
- Chainsword (melee; 1d10+9 R; p2; balanced, tearing) - AVG
- Good Chainaxe (Melee; 1d10+11 R; p2; Tearing; +5 WS) - Rare
Gear:
Rebreather - Scarce
Survival Suit - avg
Photo Contacts - Scarce
Slaught x 3 - Scarce
Stimm x 3 - AVG
Cybernetics & Bionics:
Good Craftsmanship Bionic Right Arm - +10 for delicate manipulation tests.
Notes:
Aptitudes: Perception, Social, BS, WS, Strength, Offense, Defense,
XP (spent/available): 550/5450
XP Expenditure:
Parry - 100
Crushing Blow - 400
Intimidate - 100
Parry (trained) - 200
Dodge (trained) - 250
Parry (experienced) - 300
Slight of Hand (Trained) - 300
Blademaster - 600
Frenzy - 200
Battle Rage - 300
Athletics (Trained) - 100
Awareness (Trained) - 200
Stealth (Trained) - 200
Characteristic:
Ballistic Skill - 250
Toughness - 100
WS - 100
WS - 250
Str - 100
Strength (intermediate) - 250
WP (simple) - 500
WP (Intermediate) - 750
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Ordo/Faction/Allegiance:
Appearance: Lithe,
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Height:
Weight:
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Hair:
Eyes:
Notable Marks:
Outfit:
Personality: Mean-tempered and sadistic.
Background:
Hailing from the overcrowded Hive World, Cruthor's Edge, Donna was an aspirant to the gangers plaguing the lower habs of Hive 4-b, known locally as "Abby"
Her gang, The "Slaught onslaughters" was a slaught obsessed gang who zealously and mercilessly guarded their territory. Stimmed up and running amock, the slaught onslaughters ran every kind of racket to put thrones in the coffers. This drew them into a 23 year feud with another local gang, the bingo butchers. It was in this gang war that claimed many innocent that Donna found her stride. She ran daring hit and run attacks on bingo butcher positions with a group of fellow gangers. She was feared by the butchers for leaving macabre and bloody warnings to those who opposed them.
It was into this gang war that stepped a shadowy organisation known as the inquisition. Following clues of a chaos cult gang in the lower hab gang war, they searched the habs inch by inch for every clue to the identity of the chaos cult. Having established that neither the bingo butchers nor the slaught onslaughters were the culprits, they hired them and a few other gangs as muscle to help them ferret out the hidden chaos cult.
The bingo butchers and the slaught onslaughters were mortal enemies, and the thought of working side by side with those scab filled grox heads filled Donna, (now known as Donna-Matrix on the streets) with drug fueled hatred, but the thrones were too good to pass up for both gangs. They thought they were working for some bigwhig corp in the upper hives, and did not know the true nature of their quarry.
After a few weeks of muscling in, they discovered the chaos cult was another rival gang, the "twisted cleaver" and prepared for a final assault.
The interrogator accompanied them under the guise of a corporation admin consult, an overseer.
(Out of time, will continue)