Post by orwelles on May 14, 2018 8:40:21 GMT -8
Porter Whatley
Resolve level:
0
-Appearance
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Physical Description: Porter is a man slightly shorter than average (around 5'11), with pale skin, sullen brown eyes, and ginger hair. As of his arrival to the Hamlet, it is cut short. Most of his face is rather statuesque, with high cheekbones and a chiseled jawline, making the broken, piglike nose all the more jarring.
Personality wise, Porter is a mixed bag.Taciturn, stolid, and with pride bordering on arrogance, he often sours first impressions easily, a fact not helped by his contempt of those he considers "uneducated." However, Porter shows an ardent dedication to those who align with his interests.
Motivations/Aspirations: Porter's main goal is to discover the source of the Crimson Curse.
Attire:
Porter most commonly wears a leather jerkin, with a shirt underneath. This is most typically paired with a set of trousers and sturdy boots. During winter, the jerkin is substituted for a linen gambeson.
-Biography
Quirks:
Thick Blooded: "I'm fine. Whatley's are tougher than most. It's in our blood."
Love Interest: "Not today. I'm waiting for someone."
Hard Noggin: " Told you I wasn't bluffing. Don't worry, I'll pay for the table."
Ruminator: “Give it a couple of days. It should be fine. Crippled? Of course you’ll be crippled. I was talking about infection.”
Backstory Synopsis: The most recent “scion” of a once noble Hamlet family, Porter seeks to understand the condition that has both blessed and cursed his progenitors.
Full Backstory:
The Whatley’s have a long and storied history with the Hamlet. In bygone days, they were the first in the door at the estate’s events, and often the last to leave. Though never as prominent as the Baron and his ilk, the Whatley’s always had a place in the gentry, one notable member even bearing the rank of Chevalier. Through inevitable social indiscretions, many of the servants eventually bore Whatley blood within them. It is of the latter branch that Porter is descended from, as they are the only members to survive the horrors of the Courtyard. As gamekeepers, they kept themselves relatively cloistered from the rest of the court, and were more inclined to notice the changes in their charges. Despite this forewarning, however, they were not left unscathed. A strain of the Crimson Curse was carried with them, albeit a milder variant than their noble counterparts. While the… dietary restrictions were present, animal blood would assuage the inevitable thirst, though the blood in question would have to be infected with that same strain. In exchange, the Whatleys have enjoyed a resistance to most conventional diseases. Capitalizing on this, they built a life dealing with the detritus of others. Relickers, dredgers, and sewage workers were the first of this new branch. As time went on, they expanded into the field of medicine, seeking to analyze the family affliction (as was the case for Porter), and clandestinely began to explore the occult. The connection to the Hamlet slowly lessened, until it was almost impossible to make it at all. Until the letter arrived, the year Porter, in a misguided sense of genealogical pride, acquired a coat of arms. It was an invitation by a “Mrs. Phyllis Whatley, husband to the Honorable Reginald Whatley, esq.”, claiming that this development has both “validated our claims, and expunged our detractors,” thereby proving the “unruly branch” worthy of reintroduction. It directed Porter to a court that no longer existed, enclosed money that was no longer valued, and recommended meeting a person long since dead. For him, this was a chance to uncover the truth behind his condition. He set out right away.
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
The invitation itself is a sight to behold. Drawn up on leathery, skin-like parchment, penned with what looks like a mixture of mire, ash, and blood, and contracting when brought near any light source, the mere sight of it would make most people gag. The contents are hardly any better, with the message being almost incoherent, the child of atrocious, spidery handwriting, and an anachronistic amalgamation of phrases, adages, and abbreviations. It took Porter three and a half days to decipher the general intent.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons: An oak cane sword, with an iron stud at the top, and a short steel blade at the base.
Armor: In addition to the aforementioned clothing items, Porter owns a set of thick leather gloves, designed for the handling of specimens.
Other gear: A journal, 1 jar of black ink, a quill pen, a leather satchel containing: 7 test tubes (filled with blood) labeled “Control”, 35 empty test tubes, sealing wax, an Occult Society seal ,1 vial of an unmarked crimson liquid, a knife, a funnel, and an airtight tube. Porter also possesses a large glass terrarium, currently empty.
Strengths: In addition to his academic knowledge, Porter is a decent combatant, though his adversaries were exclusively human. Though his stamina is nothing to write home about, Porter possesses a better resilience to most conventional woes, be it physical harm or pestilent maladies. Due to both his upbringing and choice of study, he knows more than most about the nature of the curse, though he has never encountered any examples like those in the Hamlet.
The Strain: The variant of pestilence the Whatleys carry is a subdued but demanding variant of the infamous Crimson Curse. Despite the ostensible benefits, such as a constitution that can only be described as "unnatural", the consequences of failing to acquire blood are severe.
Psychologically speaking, the infected individual becomes increasingly more psychotic the longer they go without blood. Paranoia, heightened emotional sensitivity, and in extreme cases, disassociation from reality. Should sanguine sustenance be unattainable, they will become animalistic, seeking to acquire blood through any means necessary.
Physically, as soon as the infected hits the "craving" stage (1-2 weeks without blood), any disease protection immediately disappears. The curse is more focused on preserving itself then the host at that stage. Should the lack of blood persist further (3 weeks or above), the infected develops a form of hemophilia. At this point, the curse considers its current body a lost cause, and seeks to infect as many as it can.
Weaknesses:
Inexperienced against Eldritch: Though versed in the subject of the supernatural, it’s been generations since the Whatleys have returned to the Hamlet, rendering their knowledge theoretical at best.
Curse Volatility: There’s no telling how the curse will react when returned to its spawning grounds. Whether the environment serves as a catalyst or an inhibitor remains to be seen.
Recalcitrant Partner: In addition, his resistance to change and abrasive attitude can quickly become a liability to any group working with him.
Resolve level:
0
-Appearance
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Physical Description: Porter is a man slightly shorter than average (around 5'11), with pale skin, sullen brown eyes, and ginger hair. As of his arrival to the Hamlet, it is cut short. Most of his face is rather statuesque, with high cheekbones and a chiseled jawline, making the broken, piglike nose all the more jarring.
Personality wise, Porter is a mixed bag.Taciturn, stolid, and with pride bordering on arrogance, he often sours first impressions easily, a fact not helped by his contempt of those he considers "uneducated." However, Porter shows an ardent dedication to those who align with his interests.
Motivations/Aspirations: Porter's main goal is to discover the source of the Crimson Curse.
Attire:
Porter most commonly wears a leather jerkin, with a shirt underneath. This is most typically paired with a set of trousers and sturdy boots. During winter, the jerkin is substituted for a linen gambeson.
-Biography
Quirks:
Thick Blooded: "I'm fine. Whatley's are tougher than most. It's in our blood."
Love Interest: "Not today. I'm waiting for someone."
Hard Noggin: " Told you I wasn't bluffing. Don't worry, I'll pay for the table."
Ruminator: “Give it a couple of days. It should be fine. Crippled? Of course you’ll be crippled. I was talking about infection.”
Backstory Synopsis: The most recent “scion” of a once noble Hamlet family, Porter seeks to understand the condition that has both blessed and cursed his progenitors.
Full Backstory:
The Whatley’s have a long and storied history with the Hamlet. In bygone days, they were the first in the door at the estate’s events, and often the last to leave. Though never as prominent as the Baron and his ilk, the Whatley’s always had a place in the gentry, one notable member even bearing the rank of Chevalier. Through inevitable social indiscretions, many of the servants eventually bore Whatley blood within them. It is of the latter branch that Porter is descended from, as they are the only members to survive the horrors of the Courtyard. As gamekeepers, they kept themselves relatively cloistered from the rest of the court, and were more inclined to notice the changes in their charges. Despite this forewarning, however, they were not left unscathed. A strain of the Crimson Curse was carried with them, albeit a milder variant than their noble counterparts. While the… dietary restrictions were present, animal blood would assuage the inevitable thirst, though the blood in question would have to be infected with that same strain. In exchange, the Whatleys have enjoyed a resistance to most conventional diseases. Capitalizing on this, they built a life dealing with the detritus of others. Relickers, dredgers, and sewage workers were the first of this new branch. As time went on, they expanded into the field of medicine, seeking to analyze the family affliction (as was the case for Porter), and clandestinely began to explore the occult. The connection to the Hamlet slowly lessened, until it was almost impossible to make it at all. Until the letter arrived, the year Porter, in a misguided sense of genealogical pride, acquired a coat of arms. It was an invitation by a “Mrs. Phyllis Whatley, husband to the Honorable Reginald Whatley, esq.”, claiming that this development has both “validated our claims, and expunged our detractors,” thereby proving the “unruly branch” worthy of reintroduction. It directed Porter to a court that no longer existed, enclosed money that was no longer valued, and recommended meeting a person long since dead. For him, this was a chance to uncover the truth behind his condition. He set out right away.
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
The invitation itself is a sight to behold. Drawn up on leathery, skin-like parchment, penned with what looks like a mixture of mire, ash, and blood, and contracting when brought near any light source, the mere sight of it would make most people gag. The contents are hardly any better, with the message being almost incoherent, the child of atrocious, spidery handwriting, and an anachronistic amalgamation of phrases, adages, and abbreviations. It took Porter three and a half days to decipher the general intent.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons: An oak cane sword, with an iron stud at the top, and a short steel blade at the base.
Armor: In addition to the aforementioned clothing items, Porter owns a set of thick leather gloves, designed for the handling of specimens.
Other gear: A journal, 1 jar of black ink, a quill pen, a leather satchel containing: 7 test tubes (filled with blood) labeled “Control”, 35 empty test tubes, sealing wax, an Occult Society seal ,1 vial of an unmarked crimson liquid, a knife, a funnel, and an airtight tube. Porter also possesses a large glass terrarium, currently empty.
Strengths: In addition to his academic knowledge, Porter is a decent combatant, though his adversaries were exclusively human. Though his stamina is nothing to write home about, Porter possesses a better resilience to most conventional woes, be it physical harm or pestilent maladies. Due to both his upbringing and choice of study, he knows more than most about the nature of the curse, though he has never encountered any examples like those in the Hamlet.
The Strain: The variant of pestilence the Whatleys carry is a subdued but demanding variant of the infamous Crimson Curse. Despite the ostensible benefits, such as a constitution that can only be described as "unnatural", the consequences of failing to acquire blood are severe.
Psychologically speaking, the infected individual becomes increasingly more psychotic the longer they go without blood. Paranoia, heightened emotional sensitivity, and in extreme cases, disassociation from reality. Should sanguine sustenance be unattainable, they will become animalistic, seeking to acquire blood through any means necessary.
Physically, as soon as the infected hits the "craving" stage (1-2 weeks without blood), any disease protection immediately disappears. The curse is more focused on preserving itself then the host at that stage. Should the lack of blood persist further (3 weeks or above), the infected develops a form of hemophilia. At this point, the curse considers its current body a lost cause, and seeks to infect as many as it can.
Weaknesses:
Inexperienced against Eldritch: Though versed in the subject of the supernatural, it’s been generations since the Whatleys have returned to the Hamlet, rendering their knowledge theoretical at best.
Curse Volatility: There’s no telling how the curse will react when returned to its spawning grounds. Whether the environment serves as a catalyst or an inhibitor remains to be seen.
Recalcitrant Partner: In addition, his resistance to change and abrasive attitude can quickly become a liability to any group working with him.
