Grackle

Grackle

Eccentric Necromancer
"Waste not, want not, that's what poppa always said! Well, he didn't use those exact words..."
Discord	@TheSplendidSerpent
Reddit	[1]
Metatype	Gnome
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	0
D.O.B.	2/18/2065
Age	20
Folder	https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Qb-i8v3bG-3lE0klV1-Z36qXPz0vENA-?usp=drive_link
Priority	Metatype - C Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - A Skills - D Resources - E
#Max IGs/Ascension	1

Character Information

Summary

An Appalachian necromancer with a shaky understanding of modern society, social norms, and technology. Esoteric knowledge of the 4th world- and its undoing- have left him a jumpy mess.

Goals

• Make a Friend - It's not paranoia if it's true! The world is full of danger- the police, malicious spirits, large birds, and worse! I need people I can count on if I'm going to survive!
• Uncover Forgotten Lore of Yore - In the Age of Legend, mages weaved mighty spells that broke the laws of magic as we know it- and did so with as much ease as I would cast the most basic of magics! Imagine what I could do with that...
• Awaken the Sleeping Masses - The world is dying, the cycles are ending, ad the Enemy is at the gates. People have to know, they have to prepare...

Background

How does this.. Is it recording? Just speak and it writes… oh, shit, uhh, how do I…? Oh, nevermind, I’ll just start now… How should I… right… So! I’m Grackle, real name Wilbur Blackmore. I was born… somewhere in eastern Tennessee. Mountain country. I don’t think it’s on any maps. I’ve not checked. So I guess… What's important? Why am I here? Well, it goes back to my grandfather, old Joshua Blackmore. As far as I understand it, he was looking to breed a sorta… race of wizards? People who could use hoodoo like back in the old days, in the age of legend.

You see, he was pretty certain that the wicked things that ate up the 4th world were gunna come back and eat up the 6th, and we were woefully unprepared for it. Back in the day they had a whole legion of magic and powers like we’ve never seen, but we’re supposed to do what they couldn’t with just guns and bombs? Anyway, he tried to work with the Aztlaners to make the great race- he’s a smart man, got a degree and everything- but it didn’t work out. For whatever reason they stopped funding him over at Aztechnology (man, he never shut up about it either) so he decided to go his own way with the work.

And uhhh, that's how I was born! What led to me being born. Seven kids born in my generation, well, seventh to survive. There's complications, and some don’t awaken fast or strong enough and end up going away. Still, I come from a pretty big family, poppa said we needed a big “stock” to work with, but I was the best so far. Still not near what he was looking for, but he said I was gunna help make things better. I wasn’t too keen on the idea if I’m being honest… I mean I understand, saving the world is important! I just… wish it didn’t mean not getting to pick who I got with, you know? All that was picked out when I was still a kid, engaged to an awakened girl from our community before either of us really understood what the word 'engaged' meant. In the end it didn’t really work out anyway.

Things kinda… reached a tipping point when I got caught with the neighbor’s son and from there I couldn’t really stick around. I dunno if he was more mad I was with another boy, or that it broke whatever marriage pact they unwillingly shackled me to but either way I wasn’t gunna find out what the punishment was. I got the hell outta dodge, made my way west. I figured if I went far enough I’d find some place the old man wouldn’t look. I hitchhiked and walked, begged, borrowed, and stole, ‘til eventually I reached the ocean and couldn’t really run anymore. I don’t… really have many skills, just what the old man taught me… nobody’s really looking for my kinda clever craft though. Well, nobody but shadowrunners.

Fuck. Why’d I do this? Delete entry. Delete… Erase entry! Guh… Stop Record.

(Further information on Wilbur's life and grandfather, for GM context) https://docs.google.com/document/d/1rX_1NEkIB2x9xT-B_3_89ksjoFnNSAUJOS7_ocYFjDY/edit?usp=sharing

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Spirit Whisperer - Wilbur has always been fascinated by spirits, ever since he was a child and his grandpa showed him how call them up from the lands below. For whatever reason, the spirits seem interested with him too...

• History Is Not As Certain As We Are Taught - Wilbur's grandfather was obsessed with the power of the 4th world, and with the great Enemy that destroyed it. He made sure his favorite grandson has the harsh lessons of the old world burned into his mind. "World wheel's turnin, Wilbur, and we've gotta be ready fer whats comin'."

• Thermographic Vision

• Arcane Arrester 2

Negative

• Computer Illiterate - Raised in a backwood farmstead with no internet, and little electricity, Wilbur practically lived the life of a luddite peasant. He barely even knows what a google is, or why it's worth so much.

• Distinctive Style - With a style one might call at best... eccentric, Wilbur is rather easy to pick out of a crowd. Even when he's not dressed like a wizard plucked right outta a fantasy story he acts squirrely and uncomfortable in modern attire, sticking out as suspicious.

• One Born Every Minute - Socially stunted, Wilbur never really learned to read people. He tends to take strangers at face value, after all, why would they lie to him?

• Mild Autophobia - When he's alone, the dread thoughts like to creep in. Wilbur prefers company, and gets anxious when he doesn't have anybody around. Still he's not picky on company, after all, zombies are people too!

Run History

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Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
Tin Can Bill	2	1	Fixer	Fixer	Unreliable, Word On The Street, A Little Birdie Told Me..., Secret Stash, We All Float Down Here	Even
Dr. Triboulet	4	2	Gear	Mortician/Talismonger (Necro-Magic)	Resurrectionist, Charles Triboulet: Reanimator, A Man of Class, Relax! I'm a doctor!, Overworked, Well-Stocked Medicine Cabinet, Distinguished Clientele	Even

In Character Information

Grackle, real name Wilbur Blackthorn, was born somewhere in the mountainous wilds of eastern Tennessee. The exact location is hard to place since he was never issued an official SIN, likely it was never on the map to begin with, . He lived much of his life under the heavy hand of his grandfather,

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1	Very little Matrix presence, as though he doesn't use it. Can be inferred to be a CAS native.
3	Follows a variety of personal tutorial videos on subjects from cooking to home repair, some of which are obviously unhelpful or outright faked.
6	A squatter living in an abandoned house outside city limits. No family, no friends, no real life outside the shadows.

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1	A CAS expat native living somewhere on the outskirts of Seattle.
3	A magic freak with an interest in some of the darker aspects of magic. Blood magic, shadow spirits, the works.
5	A necromancer, with a dangerous fixation on the magic of the 4th world.

Assensing Table

Threshold	Result
1	Awakened
2	No Cyberwear, Magician
3	No Alphaware
4	No Bioware, Essence 6, Magic 6
5	No Deltaware, Gene Treatments, or Nanotech. Not a Technomancer.

SINs

None

Appearance

Grackle is a young man standing at about 2'9" tall, with pale skin, ice blue eyes, and a mop of dark hair over his head.

Clothing

Grackle dresses about 1000 years out of date, and looks more prepared for a renaissance fair than the mean streets of Seattle. He wears a ripped and stained T-shirt a few sizes too big, a well worn pair of brown breeches, and a truly ancient pair of riding boots adorn his feet. Over that sad ensemble, he wears a hooded cloak, and a partly buttoned up blue long coat that covers most of the more normal gear he wears beneath. The coat has seen heavy modification over the years, extra pockets have been sewn into the insides, additional layers of Kevlar or chemically treated materials added, it looks like the well maintained work of a madman. Typically, he wears a set of soft white gloves, more to hide fingerprints than actually protect his hands. Most prominently a wide brimmed pointy hat, stereotypical of the fantasy wizard, sits on his head.

Matrix Persona

Default Gray Humanoid Avatar. He doesn't know how to change it.

Character Plot Hooks

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