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Date: Mon, 02 Jan 1995 13:56:38 -0500 (EST)
From: Alvin Plummer <plummera@sheridanc.on.ca>
Subject: Three characters
I spent most of my holidays generating UWP's for c. 800 systems - by
hand (talk about dreary paperwork!) - and putting together a rough draft
of an adventure for submission to Challange. (Wish me luck! And yes, I have
the submission requirements...)
But, yesterday I created three new characters for publication here, so
here goes...
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Flott Trazyen
Spaceport Administrator
UPP: 955824-9 Age: 31 (31) in 1200
Born: 1169 Gender: Male
Career: Manager Rank: CEO, Nih Operations
Born: as one of two clones on Vinorian (Rhylanor: Spinward Marches/3111
B879610-9 Ni 610 Re M3 V M4 D)
Resides: Asculi (FR00212-9), aka Gillarm Zeta Ay, in the Vinorian
System. A thin ring, orbiting the gas giant Mallowan.
The station - called, appropriately enough, Asculi
Station - has 600 pernament residents, and 4000 temporary
residents.
Skills: Persuasion 4 (9) Survival 1 (9)
Admin/Legal 2 (4) Climbing 1 (6)
Bargain 2 (6) Mechanic 1 (10)
Leadership 1 (5) E. Pistol 1 (6)
Willpower 1 (9) E. Rifle 1 (6) [Laser only]
Zero-G 0 (5) Enviro. Suit 1 (6)
Computer 0 (2) Grav Vech 0 (5)
Possessions : Access to a 6 MCr line of credit, as administrator.
(Used sparingly.)
Appearance: Standard company overalls. Unusually, he prefers computer
printouts rather than a commplate, since he has only the
weakest familiarity with computers. White; slick, limp black
hair, no beard. Brown eyes and a nondescript Regency accent.
Has a holster, but usually empty (despite the low station law
level, no guns or weapons are permitted on your person.
Excluding that, what you do is your own business.)
Personality: Unrefined and lower-class, but cautious. (his high 'social
rating' is derived from his position, not his orgins.)
Seperates business from private life. A good conversationalist
and salesman when the situation warrents. Conventional
sense of morality... except when it comes to smuggling ("Why
shouldn't people get what they want?")
History: Born and raised as one of two clones (his brother, four days
earlier from the artifical womb, is also named Flott. The
difference is in the emphasis of the "Fl" with our Flott,
rather than the "ott" with his brother.)
The brothers were raised by professional parents, in a 'pod'
of 10 (that is 5 cloned twins). They chose to give their
Corporate Service in Provider Terraforming's corporate army.
Afterwards, they were fortunate enough to continue their
affiliation with Provider itself - rather than one of it's
lesser subsidaries or subcontractors - as managers.
They did well in the Company - the elder Flott was promoted
and transferred to corporate headquarters at Regina, the
younger obtained a good-paying position in Transport at
Asculi Station. However, someone at Head Office decided to
sell Asculi Station to the station employees in 1195. They
selected Mr. Trazyen to be their leader/spokesman, as well as
Spaceport Administrator.
Asculi station was originally a corporate SDB base to
protect Mallowan: it still acts a subcontractor of Provider to
guard Vinorian's sole gas giant with 2 SDB's. More and
more, however, it's acting as an unoffical "smuggler's cove" of
in-system Provider merchantman acting as part-time
smugglers, working to circumvent Vinorian's high tarrif walls.
About 6 of Provider's 8 spaceship's are involved, and all
make the Vinorian-Asculi run regularly. Also, 2-3 jumpships
come here also, some on legitamate business, some not.
Mr. Trazyen is looking for anyone who can drum up more
out-system business for his 'little operation'. More
importantly, he's desperate for information concerning
Provider's response - he *knows* that they know what's going
on, but they do nothing at all. (Perhaps it's because they
_can't_ do anything (every Provider ship is involved in some
way, after all)? It's too minor to act against? Or are they
quietly negotiating (sp!) with a starmerc? If bribery is
doing the work, who's bribing who? (His little 'bargain'
with the SDB captains is common knowledge outside of
Vinorian itself)
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Corvell Hippocompal
Wealthy Traveller
UPP: 57477A-8 Age: 44 (looks early 30's)
Born: 1156 Gender: male
Career: Wealthy Traveller
[ex-Trader, ex-Manager]
Born: Karin (Five Sisters: Spinward Marches/05334 A767768-C A Ag Ri
Amber 410 Re M7V)
Resides: on the yacht _Sundiver_, registered from Trin, with 8 other
wealthy men. Acts as Pilot.
Skills: Bargain 5 (15) Act/Bluff 1 (11)
Pilot Grav/Inter 4 (11) Computer 1 (8)
Streetwise 3 (13) Sensors 1 (8)
Communication 2 (9) Persuasion 1 (11)
Marketing 2 (9) Starship arch 1 (8)
Admin/Legal 2 (9) Machinist 1 (8)
High-G Enviro 2 (6) Gravitics 1 (8)
Enviro Suit 1 (5) Forgery 1 (8)
Slug Pistol 1 (6) Vilani 1 (11)
Unarmed MA 0 (5) Liaison 1 (11)
Engineering 0 (7) Airship 1 (8)
History 0 (7) Gambling 1 (8)
Zero-G Enviro 1 (5)
Possessions: A small flat on Glisten & Trin
A 3300 hectare ranch on Karin
2 MCr on Karin, .5 MCr cash on the _Sundiver_ in the form
of physical high-denomination coins, .5 Mcr in a Trin
account
Several 'high-tech' antiques, esp. ancient laser pistols, on
board
One modern slug pistol, for personal protection.
Appearance: A very handsome man, he could easily pass for a movie star.
Tall and fit, with brown hair, sky-blue eyes and an easy
smile. Excercises daily.
Personality: Well, actually Mr. Hippocompol (call him Carvell) doesn't
actually *have* a personality: instead, he determines what
others like to see, and projects that image.
He does have a major drive, however: success (much of which
he already has!) If anyone threatens his accomplishments,
he can easily enter into a rage. If you don't, then he's the
best of friends.
While on the chartered yacht, his favourate image is that of
"playboy". Debonair, wealthy, successful, sophisticated and
cosmopolitian are good descriptors of his public style here.
Perhaps the only 'real' facet of his life is his hobby as
a 'technological archelogist', that is, his desire to obtain
TL 7 to TL B artifacts, older than 800 years. His actual
knowledge of history is thin, but he's a good actor, and loves
the feel of history in his hands.
History: The first 8 years of Mr. Hippocompol's career was as a space
bum, working the few lines that operate in the Five Sisters.
This was his most happiest, most free period, but after a while
he realized that he needed real money to get where he wanted to
go - money only an officer could make. So he sought - and
quickly got - a berth as a 4th Officer with a shoestring
operation.
Except this free trader was a classic dead end. The 130-year
old ship had a drunken, abusive captain, a neurotic first mate
and a lowlife crew of 3 (excluding Hippocompol himself).
Eventually, robots with a "mild" Virus infection was used
instead of humans, with unfortunate results.
Somehow, Hippocompol mamaged to endure 9 years of this,
falling deeply into the captain's debt in the meanwhile.
Eventually, the captain died an unexpected death (details remain
cloudy: the ship's internal sensors went out a loooong time
ago). As the sole member of the crew to return, the ship was
his under Karin law, and he sold it to the scrappers for a fair
sum of money.
He reinvested this money in a part-ownership of a small business
for grav-furniture, and blossomed into this business' top
salesman. Spending 7 years, tirelessly working to make
something of himself eventually turned him into a very wealthy
man: his share of the business was bought out at the tune of
14 MCr.
And now, after all that agony and estascy, what to do? Well, to
become the man he always wanted to be - the playboy without a
care in the world. But the time the PC's meet him, he's tired
of playing around. He owes quite a lot of people back in the Five
Sisters, both in reward and punishment. Despite his good looks, he
can feel the age in his bones, and wants to 'clear his accounts'
before he dies. If the PC's accept his patronage, you should
perpare for quite an adventure.
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Grand Admiral Countess Zigum Shakhilur Murladiikash
Grand Admiral and Sea Lord of the Regency
Countess of Delrirook
Marchioness of Takahira, Rif ans Kamlar
Baroness of 22 fiefs (15 in Deneb sector, 4 in the Spinward Marches, 3 in
Vland Sector)
['Delrirook' is a multisystem fief if 11 systemd in Deneb Sector,
including Pika]
UPP: 548866-E Age: 147 (55)
Born: 1053 Gender: Female
Career: Wet Navy Rank: Countess
Born : Pika (Vast Heavens: Deneb/1633 B738A86-C Hi 612 Re K76 V)
Resides : Mora (sorry: no UWP this time!)
Skills: Leadership 7 (13) Liaison 6 (12)
Energy Artillery 7 (11) History 5 (11)
Heavy Artillery 4 (9) Recruiting 3 (9)
Large Watercraft 4 (12) Unarmed MA 3 (8)
Hovercraft 3 (7) Riding 4 (12)
Small Watercraft 3 (11) Electronics 4 (12)
Forward Observer 3 (11) Computer 1 (7)
Meterology 3 (11) Slug Pistol 1 (6)
Fixed-wing aircraft 3 (7) Swimming 2 (10)
Pilot (Inter/Grav) 1 (5) Zero-G Enviro 0 (8)
Possessions (excluding stuff at home)
- when travelling on offical business, rates a Light Cruiser
(10-40,000 Disp)
- a 350-Disp, TL G yacht
- actually owns a decommissioned, antique TL & aircraft carrier.
It's on Giikusu (Dunmag: Deneb/2316 E647ABC-B)
Appearance: for a pureblood Vilani, Countess Murladiikash is on the short
and squat side. Her light-brown skin, contrasted against grey
eyes and short salt-and-pepper hair, thends to leave the
impression of stolid, sensible stability rather than the exotic
and alien.
Personality: The Countess' naturally conservative, 'by-the-book' way of
living is exaggerated immensely by the fact that A) She's a
Noble B) She's Vilani C) She's in the least galmourous of the
Regency military services D) her long, long life.
She's also something of a grouch, endlessly complaining that
Things Today would never meet Gavin's/Strephon's/Norris'
standards, and that nothing today matches The Good Ole Days
of the unified Imperium / the Rebellion / the Domain Era.
Her favourate subject - and the high point of her long life
- was when she, as a young duchess on her war to the Imperial
Sea Navy Academy on Capital, was invited to witness Strephon's
coronation at 1071. PC's will quickly learn which key words
to avoid.
History: Countess Murladiikash is the oldest ruling noble alive,
outside of Low Berth. While not beloved like Norris or
Avery, she is respected for her loyality to the Regency and
her vigourous defense of the democratic reforms.
Her family line can be traced back to the rulers of a small,
seafaring Vilani nation some 150,000 years ago. She has
followed her families expectation in all ways, joining the
Imperial Sea Navy ("None of this revisionist "Space Navy"
nonsense - Only the REAL Navy for me!") and rising to a
subsector Admiral position by the time of the Rebellion.
Regency Sea Lord since 1181, the Grand Admiral has overseen
a major (and long-overdue) updrage of her forces.
[ And, in case you're wondering what a Wet Navy Grand Admiral
has to do with a navy of 12 different tech levels and over
3700 seperate oceans.... Well, it's mainly oriented to A)
maintaining a universal standard of training and equipment B)
logistics [ie. shipping TL F submarines to defend a TL 7 world
from Aslan attack.] C) distribution of resources, with
hi-pop water worlds (with their undersea cities) getting top
priority.
The Countess has taken special interest in developing
submarines fleets that can be dropped in from orbit. A very
select group of jump-capable subs has also been raised, and is
currently undergoing testing. ]
PC's can be involved as "personal reps" or a "personal xboat
service" for the Grand Admiral. Spying on Aslan fleets,
training wet navies, and looking in the Wilds for examples
of Virus naval tactics is also needed. (The players should be
wary of being used as bait for the last example, though.