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Character: Peter Satner

Story:

A guy in a dirty all-weather coat sits on a park bench with a bottle of water and a half eaten loaf of bread. Every now and then he rips a piece off the bread and chucks it to a nearby crow.

"Y'see Frank," he says to the bird. "Don't mind if I call you Frank do yer?" The bird gulps down the bread. "Thought not," the man continues. "I'm there banged to rights at her Majesty's Pleasure doing 10 - 15 in solitary for blowing up that mosque. Tit for tat and all that. Then the mother of all sh**storms kicks off. Panic in the prison, talk of infection and a complete lock down."

He rips off two bits of bread: one goes into his mouth, the other he flicks to the bird. "I suppose you're not seeing so many people in the park now eh?" Chewing the mouthful, he washes it down with the water. "So five days in and I've not had a bite to eat. The cistern's about dry and I'm wondering if the power'll come back on when I hear a key go in the door. It's Mutty: big black guy you don't wanna cross. He don't look too good either. Eyes all puffy like he's been bawling and neck swollen up like he's swallowed a pillow. He says nothing and tosses me the keys."

The bird starts cawing.

"Alright, give me a mo, you greedy bird..." Rip. Throw. "So I'm out of my cell. The place stinks of sewage and something worse: death." He looks at the crow and chuckles. "You'd have been fine though eh? So I take a look around and Mutty's wandering back down to his cell. He just goes in and sits down. I stick my neck in and ask him what's up. The big guy's hands flex and shut. Dead, he says. They're all dead. Everyone outside."

The storyteller pauses and looks out into the distance. "A few hours later, I've got a brew on and the gates are blown open. A bit of a rushed job, but no one seems to mind. Mutty was right. Leeds was like a ghosttown. There's litter all over the place and not a soul in sight. I guess that's why you and me are having a chin wag."

He swigs the water. "Guess you gotta appreicate the irony, huh? I get out of solitary only to be on my own. What a p*sser." He throws a few more crumbs to the crow and then sets off. He hauls a backpack over his shoulder. A small satchel bounces gently against his hip. Precious chemicals should he need to ply his trade again. "C'mon Frank," he calls. "There's gotta be someone left. I ain't that special."

Background:

Satner was doing time after being convicted for blowing up a mosque in Leicester. Rumour has it he did it as a favour for an anti-government terror group New Republic. NR's criminal operations had been under threat from a cell working from inside the mosque and Satner put an end to it..... that and two dozen regular folk who just happened to be near the car bomb.

Four years later there's no sign of getting out. No for a serial 'problem solver' like Satner. "Satchel" Satner. The guy who let three kids drop satchels off at a Derry train station before levelling it and a number of British soldiers.

Peter's had a long time to think, tucked away in his cell. Drawing up ideas for locks, a minature wind mill but never anything that'd go bang: he's sure They read everything.

Now outside, he's alone - except for his occasional shadow, Frank - and the world is a very different place. There's no government to bring down. No secret police man to feel his collar. Peter's slow burning hatred of the system kept him warm. Now, alone. He's getting cold. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe society - and Peter - get a chance to start over. If there's anyone left that is....

Character:

Name: Peter 'The Satchel' Satner

Human Male Tough Hero 2 / Smart Hero 2

Representing: Synik

Strength 14 (+2)
Dexterity 14 (+2)
Constitution 11 (+0)
Intelligence 17 (+3)
Wisdom 16 (+3)
Charisma 10 (+0)

Size: Medium
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 175 lb
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Skin: Light

Talents:
Remain Conscious
Savant -- demolitions

Total Hit Points: 23

Speed: 30 feet

Armor Class: 15 = 10 + 3 [class] +2 [dexterity]

Touch AC: 15
Flat-footed: 13

Initiative modifier: +2 = +2 [dexterity]
Fortitude save: +4 = 2 [base] +2 [great fortitude]
Reflex save: +2 = 0 [base] +2 [dexterity]
Will save: +5 = 2 [base] +3 [wisdom]
Attack (handheld): +4 = 2 [base] +2 [strength]
Attack (missile): +4 = 2 [base] +2 [dexterity]
Grapple check: +4 = 2 [base] +2 [strength]
Reputation: -2 = 1 [base] -3 [low profile]

Action points: 24 (lifetime)

Light load: 58 lb. or less
Medium load: 59-116 lb.
Heavy load: 117-175 lb.
Lift over head: 175 lb.
Lift off ground: 350 lb.
Push or drag: 875 lb.

Technician (starting occupation)
Craft (chemical)
Craft (electronic)
Craft (mechanical)

Feats:
Builder (+2 on two craft skills) [please hand-edit]
Creative
Great Fortitude
Low Profile
Simple Weapon Proficiency [free]
Gearhead

Skill Name / Key Ability / Skill Modifier / Ability Modifier / Ranks / Misc. Modifier
Balance Dex* 2 = +2
Bluff Cha 0 = +0
Climb Str* 4 = +2 +2
Computer Use Int 5 = +3 +2 [gearhead]
Concentration Con 0 = +0
Craft (Chemical) Int 6 = +3 +2 +1 [Technician]
Craft (Electronic) Int 6 = +3 +2 +1 [Technician]
Craft (Mechanical) Int 7 = +3 +3 +1 [Technician]
Craft (Structural) Int 3 = +3
Craft (Visual Art) Int 3 = +3
Craft (Writing) Int 3 = +3
Demolitions Int 9 = +3 +4 +2 [savant]
Diplomacy Cha 0 = +0
Disable Device Int 7 = +3 +4
Disguise Cha 0 = +0
Drive Dex* 3 = +2 +1
Escape Artist Dex* 2 = +2
Forgery Int 3 = +3
Gamble Wis 3 = +3
Gather Information Cha 0 = +0
Hide Dex* 3 = +2 +1
Intimidate Cha 2 = +0 +2
Investigate Int 4 = +3 +1
Jump Str* 2 = +2
Knowledge (streetwise) Int 5 = +3 +2
Knowledge (technology) Int 5 = +3 +2
Listen Wis 4 = +3 +1
Move Silently Dex* 3 = +2 +1
Navigate Int 3 = +3
Perform (Act) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Dance) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Keyboards) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Percussion) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Sing) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Standup) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (String Inst.) Cha 0 = +0
Perform (Wind Inst.) Cha 0 = +0
Repair Int 9 = +3 +4 +2 [gearhead]
Research Int 3 = +3
Ride Dex 2 = +2
Search Int 7 = +3 +4
Sense Motive Wis 4 = +3 +1
Sleight of Hand Dex* 3 = +2 +1
Spot Wis 7 = +3 +4
Survival Wis 6 = +3 +3
Swim Str** 3 = +2 +1
Treat Injury Wis 3 = +3

wearing armor

This character also has 2 ranks in Read/Write Languages.

Human

* Extra feat at first level (already included)
* Four extra skill points at first level (already included)
* One extra skill point at each additional level (already included)

Class HP rolled
Level 1: Tough Hero 10
Level 2: Tough Hero 6
Level 3: Smart Hero 4
Level 4: Smart Hero 3 +1 to constitution


Peter's Equipment:

Warm clothes
Waterproof jacket
Army boots + thick socks
Set of spanners, screwdrivers and assorted tools held in a rolled up carry pack
Hammer
Crowbar
Large rucksack
Wetwipes
Assorted medicines (pilfered from a Chemists. Bandage, antiseptic cream, etc. Nothing 'hospital')
Various cigarette lighters (gas, parafin, etc)
Small gas canister (for cooking)
Cooking attachment for gas canister
Wind-up torch
Wind-up radio (currently broken)
Dog-earred copy of Leeds A to Z
Small satchel (contains assorted checmicals to make a few 'home brew' explosives + fuse cord).

Peter's Languages:

English

Peter's Allegiance(s):

None. Everyone's dead.