Difference between revisions of "Character:Darcy O'Dwyer"
(tweak rising conflict) |
(still need first adventure, guest stars) |
||
Line 2: | Line 2: | ||
== Knight of Swords == | == Knight of Swords == | ||
[[File:DarcyODwyer.jpg|border|upright|top|right]] | [[File:DarcyODwyer.jpg|border|upright|top|right]] | ||
− | '''Templates:''' | + | '''Templates:''' Emissary of Power |
=== Aspects === | === Aspects === | ||
− | '''High Concept:''' | + | '''High Concept:''' Harbinger of the Apocalypse<br /> |
− | '''Trouble:''' Mushroom Management<br /> | + | '''Trouble:''' Mushroom Management<br /> |
− | '''Other Aspects:''' My Father's | + | '''Other Aspects:''' My Father's Sword, My Heart Belongs to the Sandhyā Sampradāya, ???, ???, ??? |
=== Fate Points === | === Fate Points === | ||
− | '''Base Refresh:''' 10<br /> | + | '''Base Refresh:''' 10<br /> |
− | '''Adjusted Refresh:''' | + | '''Adjusted Refresh:''' 1<br /> |
− | '''Current:''' | + | '''Current:''' 1 |
=== Stress === | === Stress === | ||
− | '''Physical:''' ▢▢|▢▢<br /> | + | '''Physical:''' ▢▢▢|▢▢<br /> |
− | '''Mental:''' ▢▢▢▢<br /> | + | '''Mental:''' ▢▢▢▢ (and an extra mild consequence)<br /> |
− | '''Social:''' ▢▢▢ | + | '''Social:''' ▢▢▢ |
'''Consequences:''' none | '''Consequences:''' none | ||
=== Powers === | === Powers === | ||
− | * | + | [[File:GJ_Sword.jpg|border|right|top]] |
− | * | + | * Marked by Power (−1) |
− | * | + | * Soulfire (−5) |
− | * | + | * Item of Power: Aidan O’Dwyer’s bronze sword (+2) |
− | * | + | ** Inhuman Strength (−2) |
− | + | ** Inhuman Speed (−2) | |
** Inhuman Toughness (−2) | ** Inhuman Toughness (−2) | ||
− | + | ** Catch: bone weapons (not hard to get, extremely obscure: +2 reduced to +1) | |
− | ** Catch: | ||
=== Skills === | === Skills === | ||
− | ''Superb (+5):'' Discipline<br /> | + | ''Superb (+5):'' Discipline, Resources<br /> |
− | ''Great (+4):'' Conviction, | + | ''Great (+4):'' Conviction, Lore<br /> |
− | ''Good (+3):'' | + | ''Good (+3):'' Athletics, Weapons<br /> |
− | ''Fair (+2):'' | + | ''Fair (+2):'' Alertness, Contacts, Scholarship<br /> |
− | ''Average (+1):'' | + | ''Average (+1):'' Empathy, Endurance, Intimidation, Presence, Rapport |
− | '''Languages:''' English (native), | + | '''Languages:''' English (native), Sanskrit, ??? |
== Spellcraft == | == Spellcraft == | ||
− | Darcy’s | + | Darcy’s particular version of Soulfire is more apt for Spirit than for Fire evocations. It cannot be used for veils, since its agenda is to call the righteous to apocalyptic battle, not to skulk around pulling black ops. |
− | === | + | === Focus Item === |
− | + | crystal pendant (+1 complexity to divinations and wards) | |
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
− | |||
== History == | == History == | ||
Line 83: | Line 51: | ||
Someday Aidan O’Dwyer would come back for his little girl. That’s what he told Darcy the night he disappeared, and that was the hope she clung to through years of neglect and abuse by her adoptive parents, who’d discovered a little too late that maybe they didn’t want a child after all. | Someday Aidan O’Dwyer would come back for his little girl. That’s what he told Darcy the night he disappeared, and that was the hope she clung to through years of neglect and abuse by her adoptive parents, who’d discovered a little too late that maybe they didn’t want a child after all. | ||
− | Well, Aidan died fighting the good fight, but his masters in the | + | Well, Aidan died fighting the good fight, but his masters in the Sandhyā Sampradāya were happy to take charge of his 16-year-old daughter, who by that time would just about have sold herself into slavery to get away from home forever. Which is more or less what happened. |
− | '''Aspect:''' My Father's | + | '''Aspect:''' My Father's Sword |
=== Rising Conflict === | === Rising Conflict === | ||
− | The | + | The Sandhyā Sampradāya took Darcy in, trained her, honed her talents, gave her a purpose in life. As difficult and painful as the training was, she never felt unwanted, never had to wonder what would happen if she crept downstairs to fetch herself dinner when her mother was in one of her moods, never had to wait until her father had left for work so he wouldn’t come into the bathroom while she was showering. She ''belonged''—but no one loved her. |
− | Then another trainee arrived, a boy a little older than her named Martin. They became lovers. Martin chafed under the harsh discipline imposed by the cult; he longed to escape into the world of television and junk food, to live a normal life without being ordered around by masked and robed adepts with no justification ever given. He planned an escape. They might be homeless and on the run, but they’d be together. | + | Then another trainee arrived, a boy a little older than her named Martin. They became lovers. Martin chafed under the harsh discipline imposed by the cult; he longed to escape into the world of television and junk food, to live a normal life without being ordered around by masked and robed adepts with no justification ever given except “It is dharma.” He planned an escape. They might be homeless and on the run, but they’d be together. |
− | Darcy knew | + | Darcy knew Martin would be executed if she turned him in. She did it anyway. |
− | It never occurred to her to suspect a deliberate test, and in fact it wasn’t one—Martin was exactly what he seemed to be. Nonetheless, she passed; the training master declared her ready for | + | It never occurred to her to suspect a deliberate test, and in fact it wasn’t one—Martin was exactly what he seemed to be. Nonetheless, she passed; the training master declared her ready for fieldwork. |
− | '''Aspect:''' My Heart Belongs to the | + | '''Aspect:''' My Heart Belongs to the Sandhyā Sampradāya |
=== First Adventure === | === First Adventure === |
Revision as of 17:30, 14 August 2013
Contents
Knight of Swords
Templates: Emissary of Power
Aspects
High Concept: Harbinger of the Apocalypse
Trouble: Mushroom Management
Other Aspects: My Father's Sword, My Heart Belongs to the Sandhyā Sampradāya, ???, ???, ???
Fate Points
Base Refresh: 10
Adjusted Refresh: 1
Current: 1
Stress
Physical: ▢▢▢|▢▢
Mental: ▢▢▢▢ (and an extra mild consequence)
Social: ▢▢▢
Consequences: none
Powers
- Marked by Power (−1)
- Soulfire (−5)
- Item of Power: Aidan O’Dwyer’s bronze sword (+2)
- Inhuman Strength (−2)
- Inhuman Speed (−2)
- Inhuman Toughness (−2)
- Catch: bone weapons (not hard to get, extremely obscure: +2 reduced to +1)
Skills
Superb (+5): Discipline, Resources
Great (+4): Conviction, Lore
Good (+3): Athletics, Weapons
Fair (+2): Alertness, Contacts, Scholarship
Average (+1): Empathy, Endurance, Intimidation, Presence, Rapport
Languages: English (native), Sanskrit, ???
Spellcraft
Darcy’s particular version of Soulfire is more apt for Spirit than for Fire evocations. It cannot be used for veils, since its agenda is to call the righteous to apocalyptic battle, not to skulk around pulling black ops.
Focus Item
crystal pendant (+1 complexity to divinations and wards)
History
Background
Someday Aidan O’Dwyer would come back for his little girl. That’s what he told Darcy the night he disappeared, and that was the hope she clung to through years of neglect and abuse by her adoptive parents, who’d discovered a little too late that maybe they didn’t want a child after all.
Well, Aidan died fighting the good fight, but his masters in the Sandhyā Sampradāya were happy to take charge of his 16-year-old daughter, who by that time would just about have sold herself into slavery to get away from home forever. Which is more or less what happened.
Aspect: My Father's Sword
Rising Conflict
The Sandhyā Sampradāya took Darcy in, trained her, honed her talents, gave her a purpose in life. As difficult and painful as the training was, she never felt unwanted, never had to wonder what would happen if she crept downstairs to fetch herself dinner when her mother was in one of her moods, never had to wait until her father had left for work so he wouldn’t come into the bathroom while she was showering. She belonged—but no one loved her.
Then another trainee arrived, a boy a little older than her named Martin. They became lovers. Martin chafed under the harsh discipline imposed by the cult; he longed to escape into the world of television and junk food, to live a normal life without being ordered around by masked and robed adepts with no justification ever given except “It is dharma.” He planned an escape. They might be homeless and on the run, but they’d be together.
Darcy knew Martin would be executed if she turned him in. She did it anyway.
It never occurred to her to suspect a deliberate test, and in fact it wasn’t one—Martin was exactly what he seemed to be. Nonetheless, she passed; the training master declared her ready for fieldwork.
Aspect: My Heart Belongs to the Sandhyā Sampradāya
First Adventure
coming soon
Guest Starring
coming soon
Guest Starring Redux
coming soon