You are The Psyensil

Background:

Everything is accessible to mankind. Or at least to certain men. Or at least to a certain man. You.

Nobody knows (or cares) where you born or to who, but yet you still write that you are the most important man on the world due to the fact that you have acquired wisdom and thrown of the chains of superstition and ignorance. Now if only the others would see it that way...

You were a pretty normal child growing up, dirty, stinky, and always annoyingly asking Why? Why? Why? The only difference is that you didn't outgrow this habit but rather embraced it in your adulthood and styled it as a method of polemic. With this valuable method, you were able to win any argument.

However, proving others wrong became unsatisfying after a while (not to mention socially isolating and even physically dangerous at times), and you began to turn your method inwards after both your arms were broken by an brothel owner and prostitution apologist who you humiliated after you convincingly argued: "Even if you contend that ******* are ****, then I would contest that this is most certainly a social mistake, as intrinsically this is not so and it is of those things you profess, and so you should not pretend to the contrary when the truth is that ******* ain't ****” (although he claimed that the beating was due to the fact that you did not pay for his venue's services).

With this new attitude of introspection, your most important ideas sprouted. You began to not only criticize existing notions, but promote alternatives to fill their place. Your alternative was that of a worldview that would be based on sound reasoning and empirical evidence. You began to investigate every phenomena (theoretical, natural, social) using your methodology and provide explanations for them within its parameters.

An enlightened paradigm emerged, and it (along with your new found commitment to personal hygiene) began to draw to you a great number of followers, usually young nobles fed up with the traditional restrictions that suffocated their free thinking. Obviously, it also drew the ire from the conservative elements in both the religious and political spheres, where you were charged with blasphemy (as you believed men created the gods rather than vice versa) and promoting rebellion to the old order (as the entire framework on which the priest kings ruled was challenged by you).

You fled from court to court of different priest kings, only to find you quickly overstayed your welcome. You were evicted on many pretenses bastardized from your actual teachings. Especially prevalent were the accusations that you were a foreigner who wanted to erase the memory of the gods to replace them with a new set of foreign gods and that you were a a wicked sorcerer who possessed a deep understanding of nature such that you could use its powers.

So you found yourself having to leave the mainland as the majority of the people were not ready for the enlightenment that you preached. Perhaps a new settlement away from the shackles of the old ways would be a better setting in which the seeds of your teachings could germinate. While you have a lot of money from your generous patrons over the years, some of your poor personal hygiene habits have resurfaced and you are too busy immersed in the vast oceans of thought to look after your personal grooming or dress.

Battle Rating:

4 - Although you are physically weak, you have invented many contraptions which serve to terrify the uneducated masses (although to an enlightened man like yourself they simply exhibit the normal properties of the physical world). You thus have a huge psychological advantage, as people are wary to cross what they perceive as a demon sorcerer.

Abilities:

Investigation: Every night period, you may attempt an investigation on one settler. This will involve breaking into his tent or house to get a glimpse of what he is up to beyond the public appearances. You will collect all sorts of empirical observations and then subject them to rigorous analysis to formulate sound conclusions. You are confident that your results will produce solid evidence which you then can take to the town to catch the usurpers, thus solidifying your position in society and paving a way for a general acceptance of your worldview.

Victory Conditions:

Outlast the usurpers (settler victory)

Public Role:

You are a Sweeper

Background:

You used to be a down-trodden beggar until the gods smiled upon you one fateful day. A grumpy old man just came up to you and handed you a masterwork suit of armor. It was constructed from the finest materials and so richly adorned that it would be the envy of the greatest kings in the land.

So many potential opportunities opened themselves up for you that day. You could become a great warrior! You could use the suit of armor to buy a great manor with a lot of land and many slaves! You could walk the streets decked out in the armor and have all the ladies of high lineage and low morals flock to you!

All of those scenarios seem to pale with the one that immediately confronted you. A most savory merchant seeing you with the armor, offered you a bargain you could not resist. He pulled out a broom, an object so versatile that it boggled your mind. You could make an entire career with it as a sweeper! You could use it as a weapon! You could use it to make a scarecrow! That was just the tip of the iceberg too, the possibilities of what you could do with the broom were endless, so you quickly made the trade.

When you heard about the expedition to new lands to found new settlements, you saw a great opportunity for adventure with your broom! Brand new streets to sweep and a lot of time to think...

Battle Rating:

1 - You have never had any military training and the only weapon you have is your broom. You may place a great deal of confidence in it but a fact's a fact: you are an easy pushover in a fight.

Victory Conditions:

Outlast the usurpers (settler victory)