Firefly: Reavers of the Rim - Xiulan

Huáng Xiùlán ("Julie") :: Ninja Secretary/First Mate

Sharply Dressed	Harmless Looking

Character Quote

Listen up when the captain speaks softly. If you don't, my words will be... sharper.

Attributes

|| Physical || Mental || Social ||

Trained Skills

Fight

Focus

• Intimidation

Influence

Move

Notice

Sneak

Throw

Trick

Untrained Skills

| All others |

Distinctions/SFX

Checked SFX are active.

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First Mate - You’re the captain’s right hand, but as often as not you’re his fist.

☑ SFX, Hinder: Roll Instead of for 1 PP

☐ SFX, Got Your Back, Sir: If your captain fails a die roll in your presence, step up or double your Attribute on your next die roll.

☑ SFX, Right Here, Sir: Spend 1 PP to join a scene involving the captain that you weren’t already in.

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Xiákè - You walk in the footsteps of legendary warriors and heroes, an examplar of both your fighting tradition and the code of xiá. There are many warriors who swim in the jianghu, from corporate enforcers to Triad legbreakers, but you live by your conscience and the eight virtues, defending those who cannot defend themselves. Perhaps someday, someone will make a movie of your deeds.

☑ SFX, Hinder: Roll Instead of for 1 PP

☐ SFX, My Kung Fu is Superior: Use Fight instead of Influence to intimidate or impress someone. Treat both 1s and 2s on the roll as jinxes..

☐ SFX, Get Behind Me: Step up a Complication involving your charge to step up an Asset from a to a

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Hidden Dragon - You trained in a hidden village for life as a discreet mercenary, and you've crossed paths with a lot of folk. Some of them even know who you are, though most just know who you were claiming to be.

☑ SFX, Hinder: Roll Instead of for 1 PP

☑ SFX, Remember New Budapest?: Spend 1 PP to create a Asset declaring you have a history (for good or ill) with a NPC. If you use this asset in a roll and fail, that person either turns against you or remembers how to trip you up instead. Turn the Asset into a Complication and gain 1 PP.

☐ SFX, We don't have time for this: During a Timed Action, you may reroll a die in a failed Trick roll by taking or stepping up an "Evidence We Were Here" Complication.

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Signature Assets

Concealed Martial Arts Arsenal Xiùlán is never unarmed, no matter what, and almost always has at least 2 ceramic knives concealed on her body; she usually also has a rope dart concealed as some sort of belt, nunchaku tucked somewhere, and throwing needles in her hair. At a minimum.

A Wardrobe for Any Occasion A well-fit suit goes a long way in many settings, but won't always fit in. With a bit of time to get dressed she can look like she belongs just about anywhere.

Background/Bio

If anyone asks, she used to be the executive assistant at the Lufkin Rubber & Paper Company on Hera, which collapsed in the Unification War when Alliance saboteurs burned and blighted the tree plantations. This is actually true, but it's far from her whole story.

Huáng Xiùlán was born in Lóngmén, Greenleaf, which is ostensibly a logging town deep in the rainforest-covered mountains. Like many such towns in the New Sōng Mountains, it hides a martial temple as an open secret, preserving and refining fighting styles brought from Earth-that-Was. The Lóngmén temple specializes in the ancient art of Jeet Kun Do, tracing their style to the work of the warrior-poet Bruce Lee who built the first monastery deep in the now-mythic hills of Hollywood. Her uncle was next in line to be Abbot since before she was born, and her mother is one of the temple's top talent agents, finding placement for newly minted warriors who feel the need to go out and test themselves and bring money back to their families. She grew up with a lot of expectations. Many graduates of the fighting school go on to the Triads or private security, and Xiùlán's mother already had several Triads bidding for right of first offer. There was just one problem...

Xiùlán didn't want to be a killer. She didn't even want to fight, really.

Before she finished learning the advanced techniques, she ran away, got tattoos that couldn't mesh with Triad tattoos, and looked for work wherever she could get it. In addition to her combat training, she'd helped her mother with the many managerial tasks that came with being an agent, so she had experience she was able to use to land a job as the secretary to a logging company boss on the distant world of Hera.

And then the war happened, and the life she'd tried to build away from fighting burned. So she went back to Lóngmén and begged her uncle to let her resume training with the most punishing regimen possible, so she would be ready to go to war as soon as she could.

The Independent recruiting officer was skeptical of the harmless-seeming young woman seeking to join up until said apparently-unarmed woman had pinned one of his arms to his desk by his sleeve out of nowhere.

During the war, her first assignments involved counterintelligence, disposing of Alliance spies and turncoats that could cripple their bases of support. Xiùlán had already met Mel while working with her former boss, and she was assigned to his entourage as Browncoat political figures came under greater threat. When Alliance commandos breached the planetary HQ on Priam while Mel was visiting, trying to decapitate the leadership, she went from 'secretary with a uniform' to slitting throats left and right in the blink of an eye. After the war came to its crushing end, she returned home to pay her debts to her family, but made sure Mel still had her commcode...