Description and Background
Description:
Dressed in clothing that is a bit more scruffy then not Payterish makes his way though the crowd. A heavy and stained leather hat with a wide brim rests atop his tussled blond hair. His shoulders are covered by the thick canvas of a tan watch-coat that reaches down towards his knees. A green canvas sack hangs by a strap from his left shoulder while the right one supports a sturdy looking wood and metal pole that is capped by a leather cup. Oil-cloth is wrapped around a strange mechanism that occupies a spot two thirds of the way down the wood and metal pole. Those who are familiar with strange devices would know it as a blaster-pike.
At his belt, under the long watch-coat, can be seen the unadorned hilt of a longsword, and close to that is a strange thin sheath which contains a blade that appears to be a cross between a very thin dagger and a short sword, but the visible hilt lacks anything which looks like a normal handle. Judging by the haversack straps which crisscross his chest over his green tunic it would seem that he has more pouches and bundles hidden by the drape of his coat. The brown trousers and sturdy boots are stained with the dust of walking the streets of the city in all kinds of weather.
Background:
Trait: 'I face problems head-on. A simple direct solution is almost always best.'
Ideal: Responsibility 'I do what I must and obey orders.'
Bond: 'Someone saved my life on the battlefield. To this day I refuse to leave a friend behind.'
Flaw: 'I obey the law. Even if the law or my orders cause misery.'
Payterish grew up as a nobody on the streets of his home city. He spent much of his time fighting bullies and trying to protect some of his 'brothers and sisters' in the orphanage from street gangs. Then, at the age of fifteen, he was accused of stealing food. He was given a choice, loss of some fingers, or enlisting in the Urbistadt Guard. He chose to enlist, and served for several years before hid debt was declared paid. Then he was inducted into the ranks of the Blast-Pikes. This is where he found the home he'd never really had, and even earned the nick name of 'Payter-Piker' because of his dedication to duty and following orders. After that last campaign, however, where he earned the rank of Sargent, he couldn't see a future in the Guard anymore. He left, and now seeks something else larger than himself to serve. |
|