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Thursday, December 1, 2016

More Baroque Space Backgrounds

More backgrounds for Daniel Sell's Troika! system:

CURSED ASTRO-MARINER
Your dead eyes have beheld things no man was meant to see. Adrift in the Tartarean reach beyond Saturn, you bore witness to the protean horrors of the Titans of Chaos, stared in cold wonder at legion ruined Gamorrahs of the rebellious Nephilim, and suffered at the peril of your immortal soul the sirens’ allure of alien Atlantean heathenry. You returned alive, but not unchanged.

Possessions
Vials of soporific
A locked box 6 inches square, 8 deep, whose contents you frequently examine, but show no one
Brace of Pistols
strange tattoos

Skills
2 Astrology
1 Healing
2 Pilot
2 Pistol Fighting
2 Second Sight

RAT-CATCHER
You are a Vermin Disposal Expert, though they often diminish your work, naming you merely "rat-catcher." But who among them has seen what strange vermin arise from the putrefaction of wastes of scores of space crews mingling in the cesspits of an asteroid? Much less hunted and captured those foul things? You have.

Possessions
One-eyed terrier, inured to space travel
d4 animal traps
d4 specimen collection jars, at least one contains a slime of some sort
Club
Blunderbuss

Skills
2 Awareness
1 Blunderbuss Fighting
2 Club Fighting
2 Tracking
3 Trapping
3 Tunnel Fighting

URCHIN
Gangs of half-feral children like yourself prowl the lower levels of cities and congregate in crude suburban camps. Many are eventually snared and sent to houses of correction for aggressive humoral adjustment, but a few incorrigibles such as yourself manage to elude that fate.

Possessions
A cheap Eidolon image of a beautiful woman you claim to be your mother to elicit sympathy
slapjack
knife

Skills
2 Climb
3 Sneak
2 Run
2 Sap Fighting
2 Knife Fighting

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Baroque Space Troika! Style

Reading over Daniel Sell's rules for Troika! Basic, and I am utterly charmed. I wrote up some backgrounds for Baroque Space using the ruleset. It's a great way to get really setting-appropriately flavored characters easy:

BLEMMYE (ACEPHALOID)
You are a squat, muscular savage, belligerent and possibly anthropophagous, with a face on your torso.

Possessions
War club
Filed teeth (damage as knife)
Fetish or Talisman

Skills
6 Language (their own savage tongue)
2 Awareness
3 Club Fighting
2 Strength
1 Tracking
2 Wrestling

BROTHER OF THE BELT
You are a buccaneer of that rebel society of the asteroids, who find fraternity among thieves adhering to a simple code: No member may  rob or cheat another, loot must be apportioned by established rules, and no captain may command without being elected by the crew.

Possessions
Cutlass
Mechanical eye, hidden mostly behind a patch, but capable of scuttling ambulation on unfolding limbs. It can record what it seems for 15 minutes and relay it upon reinsertion.
Pistol
breathing-dress (counts as modest armor)

Skills
2 Astrology
3 Climbing
2 Pilot
2 Sword Fighting
2 Pistol Fighting

GAMESTER
You are an inveterate gambler, late of the Jovial gaming houses.

Possessions
Deck of Marked Cards
Dueling Pistol of overly elaborate design 
Jovian Dice (d6, in various kaleidoscopic Neoplatonic solids)
Non-Euclidean Laputan Habiliments

Skills
2 Awareness
2 Etiquette
1 Evaluate
1 Sleight of Hand
2 Pistol Fighting
3 Secret Signs - Tells


LUNAR CASTAWAY
You have been recently rescued from the silvery Lunar wastes where you were long marooned.

Possessions
Antique Musket
Fantastical yet rustic clothing
Journal and writing implement
Semi-transparent body owing to long subsistence on Lunar fruit

Skills
3 Awareness 
2 Language - Selenite telepathy
1 Musket Fighting
2 Run
2 Tracking

MERCURIAN COURTIER
What is there in life for you now that you have been compelled to flee the shining court of His Heliocephaliac Majesty, Helios XXIII, Emperor of Mercury? The other worlds are so cold! Still you persevere. 

Possessions
Mercurian Court Fashion: powdered whig, cache-sexe, corset, jabot or a doublet, pantaloons, stockings, and heels --and a mantled cloak.
Mercurian shaded lens on a stick OR goggles
Light-blocking ointment
Muff Pistol
Stiletto

Skills
3 Etiquette
2 Gambling
3 Language - Mercurian
1 Knife Fighting
2 Pistol Fighting

RUDE MECHANICAL
You are a Mechanical android. Glimpses of variegated lights blinking through the crack in your brazen skull tell the tale: You are malfunctioning and masterless, certainly, but also possibly possessed of radical political views.

Skills
2 in a weapon or improvised weapon of choice
3 in a skill related to your primary function (Etiquette, Mathmology, Evaluate, Craft Skill, etc.)
2 in a Language of choice
1 Strength
1 Run

Possessions
Repair kit
Weapon or improvised weapon of choice

Special
Mechanicals do not heal like natural folk, but must spend an evening in repair. For each hour of rest with access to repair tools regain 3 Stamina.
You always have the equivalent of light armor.

SPACE COOK
You are a veteran of many voyages and an essential member of any astronef crew. It is often no mean feat to wring something edible from the bounty of the spontaneous generation vats, and occasionally, you succeed.

Possessions
Bottle of rotgut
Cleaver
Pistol
Vials of salt and various exotic spices
Venerian Jabbering Monkey 

Skills
1 Awareness
2 Cooking
1 Strength
2 Axe (Cleaver) Fighting
2 Pistol Fighting
2 Fist Fighting