Editing Kenneth Jameson

Kenneth Jameson
Nature: Drifter
Demeanor: Survivor
Regret: Never Did Anything With His Life
Death: Car Accident
Former Life: Worker Bee (metaphorically, of course)

Mental Attributes:
Wits: 4
Perception: 3
Intelligence: 3 

Physical Attributes:
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 3
Stamina: 3

Social Attributes:
Charisma: 2
Appearance: 2
Manipulation: 2

Talents (5)
Search: 2
Empathy: 1
Awareness: 2

Skills (9)
Stealth: 3
Repair: 2
Fast-Talk: 3
Intrique: 1

Knowledge (13)
Investigation: 3
Computer: 2
Science: 3
Bureacracy: 3
Enigmas: 1
Area Knowledge: 3 (Dublin)

Arcanoi: (5)
Argos: 3 (Can use Enshroud, Phantom Wings, and Flicker)
Inhabit: 3 (Can use Surge, Ride the Electron Highway, and Gremlinize) (5 Freebie Points)

Backgrounds (7)
Eidolon: 2
Haunt: 2
Memoriam: 3

Passions (10)
Create Something Interesting and Lasting 3 (Creativity)
Prevent Other People From Dying Like I Did 2 (Courage)
Get Involved in Something Important 3 (Ambition)
Explore the World 2 (Curiousity)

Fetters (10)
The Street where I got hit in Dublin: 4
The dropped Cellphone I picked up on the Street: 3
The Blank Canvas I Never Got Around to Painting (Now in a storage locker): 3

Willpower: 6 (2 Freebie Points)

Pathos: 10 (1 Freebie Point)

Merits: Danger Sense (2), Computer Aptitude (1 Point)

Flaws: Distinctive Appearance (scaled Digitigrade feet) (1 Point)



Personality: Kenneth has changed since he died. He's become dead-set on not getting stuck in any big organization, so he's remained a Renegade since he was lucky enough to have been Reaped by a Ferryman. That said, he's been careful to not antagonize the Hierarchy either. He spends most of his time exploring and generally sticking his nose into the business of the living. Due to this, he's become rather well-known in the Dublin Shadowlands as someone who knows what's going on in the city, and as a guide to visiting Wraiths. His talents with Argos and Inhabit allow him access to a lot of secure information. Kenneth's personality is very curious, always wanting to check out a new place. If he's asked to help guide someone (or break into) somewhere that he hasn't fully checked out yet, he'll be more then likely happy to oblige. He likes listening to music, watching TV and using computers, He has an Attuned computer in an office building that he uses at night when there aren't any employees around. Despite his distrust of large organizations, he does like working with others. He's a generally helpful and genial guy who's still looking for his big purpose in death after his life's purpose never conveniently showed up at his door. He only died a couple of months ago, when he stopped to pick up a cellphone that had fallen out of someone's pocket while he was crossing the road. When he straightened back up and turned his head to call out to the person, an old, slightly rusted car smashed into him from the side. He was pronounced DOA at the hospital.

Appearance: Kenneth looks like he's in his late 20s. A big ruddy man with a very slight amount of paunch around his chest and stomach, curly red hair, freckles, and a quite neatly trimmed goatee. His corpus includes a light brown leather jacket covering a greyish-white sweater. He wears a pair of twisted glasses with lenses so cracked that they look like they could shatter just by breathing on them. They're the same glasses that he was wearing when he was hit by the car. He wears a pair of khaki-coloured jeans with grass stains on them. Underneath those are his feet, which are by far his oddest feature. For some reason unknown to anyone, least of all Kenneth, he arose in the Underworld with his feet changed beyond recognition. Instead of human feet, he has a pair of black digitigrade scaled feet ending in short claws, like something that belongs on a dinosaur instead of a human. The claws aren't sharp, and don't have any use in combat that he's seen. Still, when asked about what it feels like, he comments that at least he doesn't need any shoes. His balance and speed are the same as anyone's with human feet would be.