Sly

Sly

Shaman
40 Snakes in a Trenchcoat
Magician's Magician
Player	Coy-Coyote
Metatype	Naga
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
Titles and Awards	0
CDP	0
D.O.B.	02/29/60
Folder	[1]
Priority	Metatype - C Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - A Skills - E Resources - E

Character Information

Background

The hive clutch in the Sierra foothills he was born in matured only eight other siblings out of a litter of twenty. He had no memory of a mother - only the darkness, and the rejection of the others in the litter, the awareness of his abnormality; then, years of fire and blood and carnage. His siblings left or vanished one by one, until his was the last body in the cave alive - and he ventured out to find meaning. A few years after the trouble in the Sierra foothills died down with the JIS and the CFS, he decided to come out of hiding and mosey his way up to see if there was any more high desert northward - without many carcasses of soldiers, civilians, and stray hikers to eat any more, it seemed like a good time to change neighborhoods. A few of the other hatchlings in the brood had gone south, so he figured he'd be the different one, especially having been the albino cave-dwelling snake-nerd shunned by his siblings. He linked up with a cell of ecoterrorists working in the the Truckee Meadows trying to help out where he could. Some of the magical folks he met there were friendly, but cautious, recommending he make his way to Seattle where he might try to find people who could get him an in with the SSC - possibly even a SIN or a job, which sounded intriguing. At least there he'd be eligible for a national SIN and probably find mentors to help develop his magical talents. After a few years working with the cell, a mission in Portola went sideways, cluing the PCC in to his existence and putting the cell in danger of looking like a bigger threat than they really were; the group decided to cut ties and split up, vowing to maintain the struggle and find new groups to work with around the country. It took him a while, (but what is time to a reptile?) but he finally slithered his way up into the Salish basin and was discovered by a wandering free spirit resembling a squirrel. The squirrel spirit brought him to the Cloister of the Sacred Texts, a commune on the forested border with the SSC in Snohomish, where the brothers and sisters of the community took him in as a refugee and helped him establish an identity in the shadows.

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Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
Axolotl	5	2	Fixer	Sneaky Snake	Metasapients, Aztechnology, Metaplanar Guide, Talislegging, Corporate Security, Magical Security	Even
Danielle Daggett	3	4	Custom(A,N,K,G)	Face Shadowrunner	Extorted, Shadowrunner, Facing, NAN, Ecoterrorist, Horizon	Even
Henry Lamplighter	3	2	Service	Logistics Facilitator	Logistics, Metasapients, AI, Smuggler	Even