Player: Santiago Rivas
Character Name: Trowa (for the record)
Real name pronounceable only in the Elvish language
Race: Elf
Discipline: True Seeker
Concept: Convincing combat vet (What if Mr. Morden and Sebastian were combined)
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 160
Age: 42 (doesn't show it)
Gender: Male
Primary Attributes:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 3
Stamina: 2
Charisma: 5
Manipulation: 3
Appearance: 5
Perception: 4
Intelligence: 4
Wits: 3
Abilities:
Dawn
archery 2,
brawl 2,
martial arts 2,
melee 4,
Night
athletics 3,
awareness 2,
dodge 2,
larceny 1,
Zenith
endurance 1,
performance 3,
presence 3,
resistance 1,
survival 1,
Eclipse
linguistics 2,
socialize 2,
Twilight
investigation 3,
lore 2,
Specialties
acrobatics 1,
fighting w/
2 weapons 1,
enhanced
vision 2,
Theven social
etiquette 1
Backgrounds:
Resources 4,
Contacts 2,
(prince, minor)
Karma Ritual 2,
Charms:
Dragon-Grazed Weapon
Ghost-Fire Blade
Reed in the Wind
Excellent Strike
Donning Spiritual Armor
Uncanny Prowess
Spring Follow Winter
Ten Magistrate Eyes
Judge's Ear Technique
Harmonious Presence Meditation
Retrieve the Fallen Weapon
Crafty Observation Method
One Weapon, Two Blows
Irresistable Questioning Technique
Weapon:
Double-sided mono-sword (contracts into a walking stick)
Monosword handcrafted from Tir Tangire
Willpower: 5,
Virtues
Compassion 2,
Temperance 3,
Conviction 2,
Valor 2,
Anima: Celestrial Lion
HISTORICAL SUMMARY:
*Raised in traveling circus and became a popular knife thrower and trapeze artist
*Left Circus 2040 to attend University of Tir
*Graduated in 2044 with double B.A. in Political Science and Military Law(was on the varsity gymnastics team)
*2044 Olympic silver medalist in Men's Gymnastics (met Ricochet Rita then)
*2048 Olympic gold medalist in Men's Gymnastics (due to previous owner getting disqualified for cyberware)
*Volunteered in Tir Tangire's military following government's admission to the UN in 2048.
*Trained as licensed combat suit pilot
*Was on loan from Tir Tangire to UCAS military during Chicago campaign (kind of like the ANZAC in WWI)
*Served with Dargo in UCAS military, 24th Mech Division. Code name: Trowa
*Was on front lines at Chicago in 2054
BACKGROUND:
My real name is Tr(o')lat(a')ri Galdor Washa'lyt. The name can only
be pronounced effectively in an Elven tongue. (I have yet to know a
human who can do that). For ease of association with humans, the circus
troupe that I grew up in (as later the Tir government) gave me the
name Trowa...for the record. I've been called that so much that only a
selected few still remember the real name. The party is now among the
few.
I don't look like a 42 year-old elf who has been through circus performances (as a trapeze artist and knife thrower), combat in Chicago, horror attacks, and the Olympics. (Probably saw my Wheaties commercial 15 years ago). Then again, Chicago can change a person. I was part of the mech unit that engaged the bug spirits athat morning. Normally, I can put on the charm and have someone else do it, but not when bug
spirits are loose. Years of acrobatics and swordplay paid off (in it that I'm still alive). Knew Dargo as a lieutenant. Dargo preferred the ugly, cold, gun-toting approach. I preferred one-on-one with a blade. Nothing like getting personal with a blade. Always thought the impulsive troll would get himself killed (taking others with him). Was on loan from Tir Tangire during the conflict. I never liked warfare on such a gruesome scale. I sought a purpose in peacetime in a world consumed by conflict. I returned to Nantucket where I worked in the Diplomatic Corp. I'm the closer. The
public advisor. The political officer. The right-hand man. The !duelist in a warfare of a different nature: more economic and political than combat. However, I can hold my own if things get hostile (mostly by dodging bullets and slashing hands). Back in the military, my swordsmanship was unmatched. It's the charm. I can command a presence
at a party and convince any attendant to do whatever I want. This helps when you want to get a question or two answered. It's empty fulfillment at best these days. As for the
party...
I was intended to provide a link between the party and the Tir as ordered by Elf Prince _____. The party is more than shadowrunners, bug hunters, and/or time travelers. This is could be an organized group of adepts...very rare. But most of all, these were the fabled dreamers that hold the key to the coming battle ahead. The prince believed in that the adepts are destined for something: a battle, a future, changinging the fate of the world, etc. Destined for what, nobody knows. So, I was given the mission to
observe before the incident with the Boston Police. I sought their true nature (and eventually got more than I bargained for when engaging certain orks). To avoid diplomatic crises (and to save everybody's ass), I was given one final order: to leave the Tir and trail the adepts for their great destiny. Haven't contacted Tir since. He's been disavowed. Besides, during the last few years, I heard disturbing reports from home. There was a transport accident. My wife, Nienna, and my 10 year-old son, Lolindir, didn't make it. There was no reason to go back. (A picture of Nienna and Lolindir are all I have left.)
I am a seeker (or hopes to be). The party must be protected at all costs. There may be others out there, and I hope to find them. I've found a couple of newcomers already. I now know the destiny of the party (the prophecy is true). I now have a new purpose after Chicago and the death of my family. To prepare for the coming darkness, especially now that I know two agents of evil (Ragvorn and Mank). The party is the closest thing I have to a family these days. I hope that this destiny will help all of mankind.