Brahnamin's Characters: Pip

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Pepper John :: Ship's Cook

Attributes

Physical || Mental || Social

Trained Skills

Craft

- Cooking

Fight

Influence

Know

- Current Events

Move

Sneak

Treat

Trick

Untrained Skills

| Drive | Fix | Fly | Focus | Labor | Notice | Operate | Perform | Shoot | Survive | Throw |

Distinctions

Browncoat Quartermaster [Sargeant]: It's not glamourous knowing what's what, what's where, how much you have, how much you need, and how much it will cost, but it's steady work.

Hinder: Roll instead of for 1 PP

[Highlighted Skills: Craft/Know/Treat]

Triad Ranking [Sargeant]: You fought, swindled, and bargained your way to a position of minor leadership in the Triad. Only problem is what to do now that you’re here.

Hinder: Roll instead of for 1 PP

[Highlighted Skills: Fight/influence/Trick]

Harmless Looking: You blend into a crowd like a rock blends into a quarry..

Hinder: Roll instead of for 1 PP

Couldn't Hurt a Fly: : Step back your Physical die to step up your Social die when convincing someone you’re not a threat.

Quick Change Spend 1 PP to create a Asset to help you disappear into a crowd

[Highlighted Skills: Move/Sneak/Trick]

Signature Assets

Fine Custom Cutlery You have a fine set of specialty knives for every conceivable job, all wrapped up in a neat leather roll bag for easy carrying.

Triad Ink Your arm, chest, and back are inked with intricate tattoos that indicate tong affiliation, rank, and deeds performed for the Triatds

Bio

Dimitri Lev was born into wealth and privilege, the scion of a proper Londinium family, and raised on the notion that Unification was as inevitable as the stark cold of the Black.

Yet, even before the war, and much to his family's dismay, Lev was already swimming neck deep in the anti-unification counterculture that had sprung up among certain affluent youth of the Core. Attending rallies, staging protests, and using his skill with computers to undermine the Alliance agenda was just de rigueur du jour.

When war finally did break out, it seemed like a no brainer to run off and join the cause, training as a supply pilot to support the Independents in a non-combatant capacity.

Or that was the plan.

But things didn't go as planned.

In his third week of training, Lev's jump shuttle was shot down in a police action initiated by an alliance gunship, and the doctors told him he'd never fly again.

That should have been the end of it, but a singularly plain looking man in a beat up leather jacket and aviator shades visited him in the hospital and offered to pay for his rehabilitation and put him back in a cockpit. Instead of shipping home in disgrace, Lev endured months of experimental procedures and intense therapy as they grafted muscle and bone and flesh and slowly stitched him back together.

Security Operations [Sec-Ops] signed him straight from the facility, and he flew for them until the end of the war.

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