OK carrying on from another thread I posted a couple of days ago I fleshed out one of the concepts I suggested then. Below is my Rover character. I've done most of the calculation for him and written his background but not filled out his weapons or equipment.

Could someone look through his stats for me and point out any glaring errors.

Cheers

Jamat

Name: Kai Tan
Archetype: Traveller
Race: Rover
Motivation: Re-discovery

Primary Attributes:
Body: 2
Dex: 3
Str: 2
Char: 2
Int: 3
Will: 3

Secondary Attributes:
Size: 0
Move: 5
Init: 6
Stun: 2
Per: 6

Health : 5
Defence: 5
Style points: 1

Skills:

Acrobatics: (3/2) Rating 5 Avg 2+
Archery: (3/2) Rating 5 Avg 2+
Net: Rating 6 Avg 3
Athletics: (2/3) Rating 5 Avg 2+
Swim: Rating 6 Avg 3
Craft: Carpentry(3/2) Rating 5 Avg 2+
Medicine: (3/1) Rating 4 Avg 2
Melee: (3/2) Rating 5 Avg 2+
Spear Rating 6 Avg 3
Sailing: (3/3) Rating 6 Avg 3
Survival: (3/2) Rating 5 Avg 2+

Talents:
Exotic, Farsight, Waterborne, Aquatic.

Flaws and racial traits:
Susceptible, slight, Amnesia

Weapons:....Rating.....Size.....Attack.....(avg)..........Cond.
Spear............3L..........0..........9L...........4+L..........Good
Net...............1............0..........7L..........3+L...........Good

Armour:......Def..........Str..........Dex.......Cond.
Leather.......+1...........1.............-............Good

Languages:
Rover, Ascondean

Background:
Kai Tan’s community thought of him as blessed he was typical of the Rover culture, wiry of frame and slight of build. What made him different and thus a person of pride in his community was that he’d been touched by the sea.
Just below his ears on either side of his neck were a small set of gills and between his toes and fingers was a small thick membrane of skin. These evolutionary additions to his makeup allowed him to spend unlimited time in and under the ocean.

Although he was not embarrassed about his body he kept to himself most of the time he was a shy person by nature and preferred to be out in one of the small fishing boats for days or even weeks finding food for his community and family.
When his floating clan docked at one of the many ports along the coast for supplies the oceans couldn’t provide them he kept on or close to the boats. The landers, as he called them, tended to look at his gills and webbing as deformities and when he’d been younger he’d been badly beaten by some of the local youths.

So Kai’s life was one of seclusion and open water, with nothing around but the sea and the horizon. All that changed the night the world cried. On his boat miles from the safety of his family he was just settling down having decided to turn back with his days catch first thing the following morning, when a slight swell rocked his boat.
Looking up he noticed the sea was getting a little choppy perhaps he was in for a storm, not too worried having ridden out many a rough time at sea and confident in his abilities to handle the boat. He checked that all was secure then settled down again. As the minutes went by and the boat started to ride the swell the motion started to rock Kai off to sleep.

He was suddenly woken by a large wave that nearly capsized the boat. Realising he was in for a tough night he set the boat into the wind and that’s when he saw it. First he thought the horizon had gone but in the dim light he realized with a sinking sick feeling in his gut that it had moved, it was high above him.
Minute my minute he watched the distant line move towards him spell bound. Not really comprehending the magnitude of what he was seeing until it was too late and he realised he was facing the mother of all wave. It towered miles high above him. It’s force was such that it was pulling the sea around him up its huge grey green face.

Sudden realisation that he was in trouble brought him back to reality and he quickly turned the boat into the wave, hoping that he could ride up the face of it for a while before turning the boat to ride along the wave. Sadly it didn’t quite work out that way.
He guided his craft up the face but he miscalculated, the wave was far too steep and as he reached the half way mark his boat just couldn’t take it and tilted back on it’s stern. For a second Kai thought of staying with the boat but in a storm like this he’d be dashed to pieces against the wooden hull so as the boat reached the apex of its flip Kai did a perfect and graceful dive from the bow of the boat and entered the water.
He swam down as far as he could so as to not be caught up in the wreckage of his boa when it was smashed apart but he was unprepared for the ferocity of the ocean below the wave.
Kai had dived into a maelstrom of superhumanly strong under currents and could do nothing but let them take him where they would.

With little else to do Kai relaxed his body and floated on the turbulent currents. The darkness was complete under the surface and he must have slept for he woke many hours later.
He swam up to the surface to see if the unusual storm had blown itself out but much to his surprise it was even more intense, if that was humanly possible. Kai sank back down to the relative calm of the slip streams and carried on his journey.

After a while his thoughts turned to his family, he was relatively safe with his gills and webbing but his family were in serious danger if they had been hit by the same wave formation.
Going up was out of the question and going back against the currents was not an option so Kai did the only thing he could he went down deep down Hoping that he would spot something that would indicate land was nearby where he could attempt to get to and from there search for his family.

He was totally unprepared for what confronted him in the depths. There were houses there trees stone buildings land. Sudden realisation knocked him for six. The wave was so vast that it must have covered half the continent.
As more and more land masses appeared below him he started to see flotsam and jetsam in the distance, great floating fields of it, timber, carts, and then the bodies, hundreds of them he panicked and headed back to the surface.
That was his first mistake, not thinking straight he breached right into the middle of floating carnage. The wild seas swept debris all round. Suddenly he was struck from behind he would never find out what it had been but it cracked his head so hard that darkness took him. When next he awake he was in calm water. He was not sure how long he’d been out but he knew his head didn’t hurt anymore. He also knew he had been in a bad storm and that he was a Rover and had a family. He could remember the storm was the worse he’d ever encountered and that he needed to get back to his family but he could remember very little else.

Kai surface and looked round he was shocked at what he saw. He was floating in a large lake maybe a couple of miles across with sloping sides of rock on either side. He swam to shore and pulled himself out. Over the next couple of hours he searched for any signs of life. Finding none he fashioned himself a spear out of a branch and a piece of flint and headed up one of the rock faces.

The climb was hard but not impossible and when he stood at the top his stomach did a flip and he felt sick to his core. All around as far as the eye could see was desolation. The land looked broken, out of place as if some great giant had taken the mountains in the distance and rolled them up over the land and then scrunched it all up like a piece of unwanted paper. With nothing else to do Kai assessed his situation and then headed east.

Kai has been travelling since in the months after the storm a great chill came upon the land and many times he thought he’d die but he found shelter and even life. He came upon a small community where they gave him shelter in return for his skills as a carpenter. For many months he huddled under the shadow of a great cliff face and waited out the cold. Eventually the thaw set in and he made his goodbyes determined to keep heading east to the sea and hopefully his family. He doesn’t know how far he will have to go but he realises the great wave had carried his unconscious body half way across the continent and that he had a long way to go before he found his family.

The wound on his head has long healed but he still gets days were he head is fuzzy and he cannot recall things that the day before he knew, sometimes he wakes screaming from a dream he cannot remember only to drift back into fitful sleep soon after.

He’s come across a few settlements on his journey so far, some have been friendly, some aggressive. He has traded his skills as a fisherman, boat builder and carpenter for supplies and shelter. He stays for a while then wakes one morning with a need to be moving, there is something drawing him on that he can’t quite focus on then he sets off again his pack on his back until he comes to the next settlement and a few days or weeks of respite.

Neat character, Jamat. The concept looks solid and there's a couple of good hooks (no pun intended) to use for roleplaying.

I did notice some glitches in the skill write-up:



Athletics is based on Stength so the base value should be a 2, not 3. Craft is a Broad skill, which means you have to define a discipline for it and each discipline is a separate Skill. So in his case, the Skill is Craft/Carpentry with a rating of 5 and no Specialization.

So the final write-up would look like this:

Skill/Base/Levels/Rating/(Average)
Acrobatics/3/2/5/(2+)
Archery/3/2/5/(2+)
- Nets 6/(3)
Athletics/2/2/4/(2)
- Swim 5/(2+)
Craft(Carpentry)/3/2/5/(2+)
Sailing/3/4/7/(3+)
Survival/3/2/5/(2+)

Personally, I'd drop a point off Sailing and put it over on Athletics, to bring his Swim back to 6. But that's just me.

Thanks for that Nestor (any your PM JohnK)

I did notice my craft mistake just now do have altered the stats.

I took your advice Nestor and reduced sailing by 1 and increased athletics by 1. Then the 3 points I spent on the specialisation for carpentry I spent on specialisation : Spear

Jamat

Great background story. I like how his Skills and Flaws were so smoothly incorporated into it. It would be a fun character to GM because you could drop hints from his past in at any time, letting him remember bits of the horror from the Night of Fire, or of the good times Before. "All that changed the night the world cried." Great line.

Thanks for the comments Jamie

I used that line because it seemed appropriate to the setting and what I see the Rover culture to be... Slighty back to nature with a hint of new age hippy in there 2.

Cheers

Jamat

Hullo, Jamat,



I pretty much agree with Nestor's comments regarding the Sailing skill change, and you already know from the above and my PM about the Craft business. The two languages the character starts with are Rover (native) and Common Ascondean. One other thing, in the section at the top of the game stats, you forgot to put a simple version of the character Motivation.

Other than that, I really like the character a lot.