"Grass" Pender

    Basic Information

    Race:
    Human
    Gender:
    Male
    Age:
    22years
    Handedness:
    Right
    Height:
    1.9 m
    Weight:
    88 kg

    Ability Scores

    STR/STA:
    45/45
    DEX/RS:
    60/50
    INT/LOG:
    65/70
    PER/LDR:
    30/30
    Initiative Modifier:
    +5
    Punching Score:
    +3
    Ranged Weapons:
    30%
    Melee Weapons:
    30%

    Movement

    Walking: 10 m/turn
    Running: 30 m/turn
    Hourly: 5 kph

    Racial Abilities

    none

    Skills

    Primary Skill Area:
    Biosocial
    Melee Weapons:
    Level 1
    Projectile Weapons:
    Level 1
    Environmental:
    Level 2
    Medical:
    Level 1

    Background

    My Momma named me Theodore and she called me Teddy. Pa never called me Teddy...or Ted...or even Theodore, he just called me Grass. Momma always said it was 'cause I grew like a weed, but she also had a saying about the grass bein' greener and a full cup'a water or somethin' and I knew Pa prolly thought the same way, especially since there weren't no grass on Laco. And then my Pa was killed by a hovercycle gang while he was pending the flock. See, back a while ago there weren't no hover gangs...but that all changed ever since the hops to and from the Rim got more common. Pending was a way of life here ever since before the time the population swole up so big. We almost lost our flock, small as it was, but managed to make it because we were a fringe field...not even close to Castle Station. Everybody either died or left except the Dust Devils...and they killed my Pa. Me and Ma moved to Point Glass. My Grammpa lives there and he understood why I couldn't stay. Got to be somebody comin' in on one of these freighters that can help me soon...

    Equipment

    Standard Equipment Pack
    Explorer's Vest
    Whip
    Bow
    Quiver: 24 Arrows
    Vibroknife
    All-weather Blanket
    ID Card
    Sungoggles
    Infla-tent
    Water
    Vitalsalt Tablets
    Travel rations