You shoulda givens me the boozies when I -hic- ahsked ya. Ya know who I am? I'll lets ya into a little shecret.... I'm a DEMON! Yessh -hic- I am, powerful magicsh I wields and so nows whats its -hiccup- gonna be, death or... something?
A drunk after you stopped serving him
You are
The Generous Brewer
Background:
Wine is an amazing gift from the gods is it not? It makes a man's friends funnier and it makes a man's wife prettier. It makes a man's troubles hard to remember and it makes a man's pain not hurt.
You were always fond of drink ever since your mother passed away and your father gave you swigs of wine instead of hiring a wet nurse.
However, your love for booze went to a whole new level recently. After having been traveling for several weeks, you were waylaid by bandits and robbed clean. With no food and no money, you were easy pickings for the unmerciful sun, and on your way to the nearest city you collapsed from exhaustion.
Most men would have died in that situation but thankfully things were different for you. Pisuf the party god was wandering around and found you dying. He gave you wine and restored your energy and then he gave you his secret to make the most divine wine.
Since that day, to honor the god, you have been brewing wine in the manner he told you and share the blessing with others. This made you very unpopular with the bartenders where you lived as you were ruining their business so they conspired to kill you.
One night on your routine booze drops, four bartenders showed up armed with broken bottles. However, just as they were about to stab you to death, the god Pisuf showed up with a well shaken bottle of wine and sprayed the **** out of your assailants.
After the close call, you decided to leave your city and join one of the voyages to a new settlement, where you may spread drunkenness in peace.
Battle Rating:
1 – Why fight when you can drink together eh?
Abilities:
Serve Drinks: Every night, you brew your special wine and leave it in front of a settler's house or tent. Whatever they are doing that night will have to wait for a night of hitting the sauce.
Victory Conditions:
Outlast the usurpers (settler victory)
Public Role:
I am not a cook!
A crook
You are a
Cook
Background:
The story of you becoming a cook is a long and odd one. It all began when your friends wanted to play a practical joke on you.
They told you of a mysterious place called the food pyramid where witchcraft was practiced. You were sent to infiltrate the food pyramid and gather intelligence for secret missions and other cool stuff you did as kids.
When inside you saw the most horrific occult acts imaginable. The witches inside would perform bizarre rituals where they would sacrifice animals and then skin them, remove their organs, and then chop them up. They would then toss these animals in boiling cauldrons and add intoxicating herbs; obviously some form of incense that pleased the demons the witches served.
It took you a very long time to realize that this witch coven was in fact a training camp where newly married women go. You yourself got a very good domestic education.
However, it seemed that the people in your village were not very open to the idea of a man cooking and you were mocked and ridiculed, which is why you ventured off to start a new life.
Battle Rating:
3 - Though you have no military training, your experiences in the kitchen have made you proficient with knives and given you a keen sense for vital organs.
Victory Conditions:
Outlast the usurpers (settler victory)
Re: The Settlement (IN PLAY)
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Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
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