Underwood Submission Contest - Original NPCs

[Breaker]

This thread is for all TF submission contest original non-player character sheets. For more information see the main thread.

[Hysteria]

Jimmy ‘the Rat’

Age: around 40, but his hard life has made him look far older.

Occupation: Informant, scoundrel, thief and beggar, in that order.

Description:
If a man deserved his nickname any more than Jimmy the Rat, then he was unheard of in the city of Underwood. The Rat embodies his namesake in every way, with a skinny body, pale wrinkly skin and a sharp pointed face. Most of the hair on his head had migrated down to his face, producing a long scraggly beard. Dressed in the same frayed and tattered grey cloak day in and day out, it is important to stand or sit upwind.

The Rat’s wheezy voice is matched with a guttural speech, and he never misses an opportunity to swear and curse or drop a dirty joke.

History:
Underworld has always seemed to have Jimmy The Rat. For nearly twenty years he has haunted the seedy bars and back streets. Whenever something goes missing, a secret is uncovered, or there’s a spare gold piece to be made, The Rat will be there, making sure to protect his interests. Despite numerous run-ins with the local law, he has managed to stay out of jail.

Skills:

Sharp Senses: Nothing escapes the attention of The Rat. His eyes and ears are attuned to detecting what is going on, even to the point of near ESP. Especially if it bodes danger for him.

Informant: Want to know something? Well if its going on in Underwood, then there is a good chance that The Rat knows something about it.

Disappearing Act: When times get tough, The Rat gets going. He always knows where the exit is, and where another exit is, and most of the time a third. Blink and The Rat will be gone.

[Ganlon Martel]

Douglass “Big-Nose” of the Watch
Age: Twenty-something, his mother was a Whore. He is unsure of his real birthday.

Occupation: Solider/Watchman

Description:
Douglass, the man is six foot, seven inches tall. His shoulders are almost as wide as he is tall. Douglass’ arms and legs look as if they were sown onto his body, giving him a walk that is more a bounce than a stroll. His eyes are the blue of his mother; but, his most pronounced feature is his Bulbous Nose. The nose protrudes four inches from the front of the man’s face and can fluctuate from the pink of a Lilly bud to the red of a ripe cherry. The color of his nose reflects his mood. He is generally a happy type of character who greets all who pass through the south gate of Underwood’s new wall.

History:
The son of a Watchman and a whore, Douglass doesn’t fit the profile of a soldier of the watch. He wears a uniform that is half of the uniform and half homespun. He has withstood the jibs, barbs, and prods of the fellows of the Watch and the whores of his mother’s brothel for years with a humor that would belittled a saint. He moved from the foot of his mother in the whore house to the job on the watch with a vigor that comes from the pain of his childhood and lack of self esteem. He takes his job seriously and will not be bribed or belittled into allowing someone past his post who should not be in the city. His father gave him two things in life, his nose, and his spear. Douglass stands post with the spear left to him by the father that never taught him to use it.

Skills:

Nose for the Truth: Douglass can smell if some one is lying. The scent given off by a person lying comes out in their pheromones and it is one of the benefits of Douglass’ Big-nose.

Pole arm skill: Douglass learned to the use the spear with great proficiency by watching the fights in the Pit of Dandsel. He practiced every day and has crossed weapons more than once with the Soldiers of the Watch.

Human Blood Hound: Douglass can follow any person that he has met to their current location with in 24 hours of them passing by his location.

[orphans]

Two NPCs in one, as they both staff/own the bakery.

Name: Jackson Aunders

Age: late 30s

Occupation: Owner of The "Welcome Home" Bakery.

Description: Jackson is just shy of seven feet tall, impossibly muscular, and a barreled chest that is the very epitome of a warrior's perfection. His face is angular with piercing hazel green eyes while his expression is hidden by a drooping mustache that only ever quivers in excitement when he talks about bread. His dark brown hair is just long enough to be combed back and tied in a small pony tail.

History: At one point in his life Jackson was an adventurer of sorts, but he never sought out to slay dragons or anything grand. Instead, he traveled the world in search of master bakers and studied under them. Along the way, he fell in love with a lumberjack's daughter in Underwood, and decided to settle down. Originally from Salvar, the change in climate never bothered him, as his days were spent close to the ovens of various bakeries.

His wife died, however, after giving birth to their daughter. That week was the only week he had ever closed the bakery. Times were hard for a while, but eventually, Jackson pulled through, finding a new resolve to continue with the bakery, as it was built by his wife's own hands.

To this day, Jackson continues to create wondrous breads that surpass anything a royal baker in the service of any king could provide. His fame is well deserved and has spread, but those dealing with him should be warned that the man is rather eccentric about bread. He is convinced that everyone is as eager to learn about bread as he.

Skills:
Master Baker - Jackson's skills at making bread is legendary, as he is able to convert plain water and simple flour into... well, simple bread, but it's amazingly delicious, simple bread. Ingredients still need to be procured.

Unrivaled Creativity - As long as Jackson is dealing with ingredients for making bread, he is able to make any sort of bread imaginable, in any shape imaginable.

Perfected Balance of Body - Jackson's body, after years of travel and even longer time spent making bread, is able to endure much more than the common man and his strength would be a match for any warrior. He has no desire to fight people, however, he does manage to injure people occasionally in his excitement.

Unbridled Excitement - Jackson becomes extremely excite when there is talk about bread and ingredients needed for bread. So much so, that he forgets that many people are actually... much weaker than he is. With his near berserk strength, he has slapped the backs of lesser men and floored them and crushed many hands in shaking them too eagerly. He has also chased a terrified merchant down in his cart, to thank him for exceptional quality flour.


Name: Willow Aunders

Age: late teens.

Occupation: The "Welcome Home" Bakery face and worker.

Description: She stands about five feet six inches and is quite lithe, but well toned. Her features aren't the typical girlish looks of delicate creatures who spend their days grooming themselves. Instead, they hint at a rough and tumble sort of girl, being a tomboy at heart. She keeps her shoulder length, silver blond hair bound in bandannas while her bright hazel green eyes are on the constant lookout to help those who enter the bakery. She is the more sane and practical one in the family of two.

History: Born in Underwood, she was raised for the majority of her younger years by an orphanage keeper who was kind enough to help her father, Jackson. As such, she grew up playing with boys and girls who mostly ran wild in the grass and woods nearby.

Eventually, she was old enough to help her father in the bakery, handling the customers so her father could devote his full attention to baking. Willow was able to grow close to her father through their work and at night, when he would tell her stories and what her real mother was like.

Life wasn't perfect all the time, but Willow grew up wise enough to know that her father relied on her to deal with the customers while he dealt the with ovens. She enjoys the pace of Underwood and seeing the familiar faces everyday and has no real plans for the future, content to take life one step at a time.

Skills:
"Father, your bread is burning..." - While Jackson will never actually let his bread catch fire (except when he makes "Dragon's Breath"), Willow knows how to poke and prod her father to dance to her tune. She doesn't do this for self gain, but does so to protect frightened customers when they see a giant man covered in flour, burst forth from the bakery proclaiming the wonders of bread, their superior textures and nutritional value (and attempting to force people to eat his creations).

Exceptional Eye for Quality - While it's easy to find ingredients for bread, Willow has developed an exceptionally good eye for high quality ingredients that he father needs. While Jackson could go and buy the supplies himself, Willow is much less intimidating and less likely to chase a merchant across the market square.

Cool and Collected - Willow is the night to Jackson's day. She is constantly thinking about ways to approach situations that is least likely to offend, frighten, or confuse people. While not highly educated, she is well spoken and also has a gift in keeping the store's records in good order.

The Baker's Daughter - In addition to growing up with and playing with orphanage children, the life of a baker demands constant work. From stockpiling and splitting the wood needed for the ovens to moving heavy sacks of flour, grain and over various supplies, there is always something to do. As such, Willow is able to push her body to much more stress than most people can handle and is stronger to boot, despite her looks.