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Toon: [[Character:A.M. Phineas|A.M. Phineas]]
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Toon: A. M. Phineas
  
HEX: [[Character:William William William Rogers|William William William Rogers]]
 
 
WoD: [[Character:Rebecca Saunders|Rebecca Saunders]]
 
 
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Move: 2d6 → [5,6] = (11): 15
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Resiliency: 1d6+3 → [4,3] = (7): 8
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[quote][B]Signor Uomonesto's Tilean Fables:[/B]
Strength: 0: 1
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[B]The Green Dog and the Greedy Man[/B]
Age: 1d100 → [30] = (30)
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Skill points: 1d6*10+380 → 400
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In a small sea-side trading port there once lived a kindly old Doctor.  Time had been less than kind to him, and his youthful vigour and charming looks were long gone.  But if the doctor always looked like Morr was constantly one step behind him, that was nothing compared to his dog.
Radiations: 1d6 → [6] = (6)
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Height: 6d6+48 → [1,6,5,2,4,1,48] = (78)
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Nobody remembered when the Doctor originally got the dog.  As long as any in the village could recall, the dog had always been the Doctor's one constant companion and by now it was ancient. It was thin, mangy, flea-bitten and toothless, and it had been born with only three legs, but all this was nothing to the dog's most distinguishing feature: some accident of nature or science had permanently dyed the dog's skin a striking shade of green.
Weight: 5d6 → [1,3,5,3,3] = (15), by fan formula: 15 * 67 / 4 = 251.25
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H&W modifier to moves, resiliency, & strength: -, +2, +1
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Now, in this same village lived a [b]Greedy Man[/b].  All day long he sat in his house, wearing his [b]fancy clothes[/b] and thought of things he would like to take from others to make his own. But all the while thought and stuffed his [b]fat belly[/b] and stroked his [b]large sideburns[/b], the one object he desired more than anything was the Doctor's [b]Three-Legged Green-Skin[/b]ned Dog.
Maximum carrying weight: 30 + (strength x 10) pounds = 40lbs
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Gender: Male
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The [b]Greedy Man[/b] was no slouch, and he knew that the Doctor would never willing part with his [b]Green-Skin[/b]ned Dog until Morr himself came for one or both of them.  So he sat and he scratched his [b]grey head[/b] and he plotted and he planned.
Natural Abilities: Drive Vessel, Intimidate, Tracking, WS Blade Paired
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Natural Inabilities: Medic, WS Thrown
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Finally, one day while the Doctor slept and the Green-Skinned Dog was roaming throughout the village, the Greedy Man sent his servants to catch the Green-Skinned Dog, and when they did he placed it in a secret room deep under his mansion so that only he could have it.
Bonus to move: 1d6 → [3] = (3)
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Skills:
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Now, when the Doctor awoke he found that his companion was gone, he was heart-broken. He walked around the village, asking anyone who might know if they had seen his dog.  Finally, he found some villagers who said that they had seen the Green-Skinned Dog near the mansion of the Greedy Man.  But when he went to speak to the Greedy Man, he was told that his Three-Legged Green-Skinned Dog was dead.
Radiations:
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1d1000 → [592] = (592): Thyroid condition, 1d2;2d6 → [1] = (1) (Add), 1d2;2d6 → [5,6] = (11), +1 +1 +1
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"He fell down a hole and broke his neck," said the gardener.
1d1000 → [671] = (671): Community, 1d1000;1d6 → [351] = (351), 1d1000;1d6 → [2] = (2)
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"Choked on a bone," said the cook.
(351): Homesick
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"Was rabid and had to be killed after he attacked the Master," said the maid.
1d1000 → [234] = (234): Toxic freedom
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"Get out of here before I run two-feet of steel through you!" said a private guard.
1d1000 → [185] = (185): Sage
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1d1000 → [278] = (278): Insect (Compound eyes)
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So the Doctor left heart-broken, for though he was good and kindhearted he was poor and could not fight the Greedy Man.  And the Greedy Man sat and gloated.
1d1000 → [318] = (318): Microwave
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Renown: 0
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Perhaps not a happy tale, good citizen, but there is at least a moral: [i]When the Greedy Men start to lie, keep your eyes on your purse.[/i][/quote]
Money: 3d6*100 → 1400$
 

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