Perun (Smuggler/Logistics)

[Perun]

Player name: Paul
G-Mail: paulshao80@gmail.com
Link to Ledger: Link to Ledger


Character Name: Vanto Perun
Alias:
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Total XP: 5,120 (SoAF 30 SEP 24)
Unspent XP: 82 (SoAF 30 SEP 24)
Affiliation: Periphery
Sentiments/Federated Suns: Minimal personal interactions, but are supposed to be champions of liberty and personal freedoms. A naïve sentiment.
Sentiments/Lyran Commonwealth: Minimal personal interactions, but are supposed to be both wealthy and powerful. Caution and care should be taken with a mind on potential long-term repurcussions.
Sentiments/Draconis Combine: Minimal personal interactions, but are supposed to be a military powerhouse. Judgement reserved.
Sentiments/Capellan Confederation: Minimal personal interactions, but are supposed to have risen to prominence relatively recently. Likely both dangerous and risk-taking. Fighting with a chip on their shoulder.
Sentiments/Free Worlds League: Minimal personal interactions, but are supposed to be very well established. Possibly stagnant or at risk of splintering due to internal strife and rot.
Sentiments/ComStar: Critical corporation for interstellar communications. And they know it.
Sentiments/Periphery Worlds: Salt of Terra. Only true pioneers endure the harsh realities beyond the core.
Disposition: His lanky body and generally hunched posture practically scream 'nerd'. But it doesn't take much for him to straighten up and exude quiet confidence when speaking his mind or taking lead on something.


ATTRIBUTES

Attribute	Value	Link Value	XP Spent
STR:	2	-1	200
BOD:	3	-1	300
RFL:	5	0	500
DEX:	5	0	500
INT:	7	1	700
WIL:	4	0	400
CHA:	4	0	400
EDG:	4	0	400

TRAITS

Trait Name:	TP (Trait Points)	Page ref	XP cost
Fast Learner	3	p.117	300
Patient	1	p.121	100
Good Vision	1	p.118	100
Good Hearing	1	p.118	100
Wealth	-1	p.128	-100
Natural Aptitude (Perception)	3	p.121	300
Natural Aptitude (Career/Logistics)	3	p.121	300
Natural Aptitude (Gunnery/Mech) [inactive]	5	p.121	5 / 500
Natural Aptitude (Pilot/Mech) [inactive]	5	p.121	5 / 500

PHYSICAL DATA
Standard Damage: 0/6
Fatigue Damage: 0/8
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Height: 5' 10" (178 cm)
Weight: 145 lbs (65.77 kg)

: A seemingly unremarkable brown-haired man with a mop of hair parted to one side. He looks a bit weak of both physical strength and constitution, but keeps a keen eye about, constantly aware of his surroundings.


MOVEMENT: Measured in Meters per Turn (MPT)
Walk: 7
Run/Evade: 17
Sprint: 34
Climb: 3.5
Crawl: 1.75
Swim: 7

SKILLS

Skill Name:	Current Level	Target Number (TN)	Complexity of Action (C)	Link	XP
Acting	0	8	CB	CHA	16
Administration	1	8	SA	INT+WIL	24
Appraisal	0	8	CB	INT	16
Career/Smuggler	1	7	SB	INT	24
Career/Logistics	2	7	SB	INT	40
Climbing	0	7	SB	DEX	16
Computers	0	9	CA	DEX+INT	16
Gunnery/Mech	2	8	SA	RFL+DEX	40
Interest/Mech	0	9	CA	INT+WIL	16
Interest/History	2	9	CA	INT+WIL	40
Investigation	1	9	CA	INT+WIL	24
Language/English	0	8	SA	INT+CHA	16
Martial Arts	0	8	SA	RFL+DEX	16
MedTech/General	0	7	SB	INT	16
Navigation/Ground	0	7	SB	INT	16
Negotiation	0	8	CB	CHA	16
Perception	3	7	SB	INT	64
Piloting/Mech	2	8	SA	RFL+DEX	40
Sensor Operations	0	8	SA	INT+WIL	16
Small Arms	0	7	SB	DEX	16
Streetwise/Periphery	1	8	CB	CHA	24
Stealth	0	8	SA	RFL+INT	16

Combat Quick Chart: (MoS = Margin of Success)
- Ranged (Standard) Weapon Damage + (Attacker’s MoS x 0.25)
- Ranged (Burst-Fire) Weapon Damage + (Attacker’s MoS)
- Melee (Unarmed) (Winner’s STR ÷ 4) + (Winner’s MoS x 0.25)
- Melee (Armed) (Weapon Damage) + (Winner’s STR ÷ 4) + (Winner’s MoS x 0.25)
- Falling (Hard Surface) 0.2 x (Falling Distance in meters)
- Falling (Soft Surface) 0.1 x (Falling Distance in meters)
- Area-Effect Weapon Damage – (Distance from Impact in meters)

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[Perun]

Equipment

Carried/In Hand

Worn on Person
Standard issue DDF uniform

Pack
Provides +1 STR (CARRY/ENCUMBRANCE ONLY); SIMPLE ACTION TO DETACH; COMPLEX ACTION TO ATTACH
• Space: Cold Weather Gear. Suitable for -30C
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Stored in Lodging


Credits/Valuables:
100 C-Bills (Cash; Location on person)

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Gear Stats

Item	Ratings	AP/BD	Range	Cost	Mass	Notes
AUTO-PISTOL (SERREK 7875D)	C/X-C-B/C	3B/3	5/25/50/120	185/3	400 G/160G	Shots: 16,+1 TO ATTACK AND SERVICE ROLLS

[Perun]

Only son to Piotr and Olga Perun, homesteaders who fled criminal debts accrued in the deep periphery, Vanto became a student of the fundamental unfairness of life at a very young age.

Soon after the family arrived at Detroit to seek their fortunes in the building and/or operation of the prominent mech facility, a terrible work accident claimed the life of both his parents and left him an orphan. Stranded, alone and without resources, he quickly became one of the countless, faceless throng that compose the criminal underbelly of society merely doing whatever they can to survive.

Not particularly strong of body, Vanto was however, clever, diligent and astute. By 10, he led a small crew of runners that smuggled foodstuffs across customs checkpoints. By 11, his entire crew was pinched thanks to some bad intel along with an opportunistic rival (who now considers the matter square), and thanks to a recruiting program to bolster the ranks of the militia, he was given the choice of incarceration or enlistment.

What Vanto could remember of his parents were that his father Piotr would often relax after a hard day's work watching mech-sports with his mother nestled lovingly in his lap. Throughout their modest home before they decided to immigrate to Detroit were posters of various robo-gladiators with a picture of their mech of choice along with a spec-sheet of their mech layout. He knew that he was named after a long retired robo-gladiator named Eli Vanto, whose methodical acrobatic displays in his modified Phoenix Hawk are a foundation for his own dreams. His parents' decision to move was an effort to be closer to their bliss.

And so the decision was an easy one to make. He would enlist into the militia at Detroit with dreams of potentially someday aspiring to be a mech-warrior himself. Unfortunately, his aptitude tests placed him into logistics coordination. And he was surprisingly good at it.

For now, Vanto bides his time. He has completed his formal education and is now just beginning his tour of duty. He has little to his name but the shirt off his back, but hopes someday to prove himself worthy of joining the ranks of mech-warriors.