Wakan

[Certified]

Reposting for ease of reference.

 

Wakan

Val Char Cost Roll Notes

16 STR 6 12- Lift 229.7kg; 3d6 [2]

20 DEX 30 13- OCV: 7/DCV: 7

15 CON 10 12-

17 BODY 14 12-

25 INT 15 14- PER Roll 14-

18 EGO 16 13- ECV: 6

20 PRE 10 13- PRE Attack: 4d6

14 COM 2 12-

 

3+25 PD 0 Total: 3/28 PD (0/25 rPD)

3+25 ED 0 Total: 3/28 ED (0/25 rED)

6 SPD 0 Phases: 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12

6 REC 0

30 END 0

33 STUN 0

 

Total Characteristic Cost: 107

 

Movement: Running: 8"/16"

Leaping: 3"/6"

Swimming: 2"/4"

 

Cost Powers END

33 Spirit Armor: Armor (25 PD/25 ED) (75 Active Points); Extra Time (Extra Phase, Only to Activate, -½), Requires A Skill Roll (Magic: Power ; -½), Visible (The hero’s body is surrounded buy wispy apparitions and animal spirits that block attacks and guard her. ; -¼) 0

13 Quickness of the Guide: +3 SPD (30 Active Points); Linked (Spirit Armor; Lesser Power can only be used when character uses greater Power at full value; -¾), Requires A Skill Roll (Magic: Power; -½)

33 Warrior Prayers: Multipower, 50-point reserve, (50 Active Points); Requires A Skill Roll (Magic: Power; -½)

2u 1) Hands of the Wise One: Healing BODY 3d6, Resurrection (50 Active Points); Extra Time (5 Minutes, -2) 5

3u 2) Call of the Spirit Guardians : Summon 2 225-point Ursine (50 Active Points); Extra Time (Extra Phase, Only to Activate, -½) 5

2u 3) Spirit Blades: Killing Attack - Hand-To-Hand 2d6-1 (3d6 - 1 w/STR) (25 Active Points) 2

 

Perks

10 Grandfather: Contact (Contact has useful Skills or resources, Very Good relationship with Contact), Spirit Contact (x2) (10 Active Points) 11-

 

Talents

20 Animal Friendship

15 Beast Speech

57 Danger Sense (general area, any danger, Analyze, Discriminatory, Function as a Sense, Targeting Sense) 14-

 

Skills

3 Animal Handler 13-

3 Climbing 13-

3 Concealment 14-

3 Deduction 14-

3 KS: Occult History 14-

3 KS: Tribal Cultures 14-

5 Language: Sioux (Dakota) (idiomatic; literate)

0 Language: English (completely fluent; literate) (4 Active Points)

3 Paramedics 14-

11 Magic: Power 18-

3 Research 14-

3 SS: Medicine 14-

3 Shadowing 14-

3 Stealth 13-

3 Survival 14-

3 Tactics 14-

 

Total Powers & Skill Cost: 243

Total Cost: 350

 

200+ Disadvantages

15 Dependent NPC: Erin Redriver 8- (Incompetent)

5 Distinctive Features: Full blooded Sioux woman (Concealable; Noticed and Recognizable; Detectable By Commonly-Used Senses; Not Distinctive In Some Cultures)

30 Hunted: HAAD 14- (As Pow, NCI, PC has a Public ID or is otherwise very easy to find, Harshly Punish)

5 Watched: BIA 11- (As Pow, Watching)

10 Watched: BMA 11- (As Pow, NCI, Watching)

5 Money: Poor

15 Psychological Limitation: Bound By Duty (Common, Strong)

15 Psychological Limitation: Wants to return home (Common, Strong)

15 Reputation: Environmental Activist and suspected terrorist , 11- (Extreme)

20 Social Limitation: Subject to Orders Very Frequently (14-), Major

15 Social Limitation: Distaste for urban environments (Very Frequently, Minor)

 

Total Disadvantage Points: 350

 

Background/History:

 

A native of Sioux City Iowa Willow was raised, Ashley Wilson. Her childhood was much like many others in the town. It wasn’t until high school she began to learn the truth of her ancestry. Her parents had adopted her at age two from a couple living in a reservation in Minnesota. They had been good to her through her youth but as she reached college age there was little she could do to shake off her desire to learn about her parents.

 

Against her parents best wishes Ashley left the University of Great Falls after only her first semester to visit the Lower Sioux Indian Reservation in Minnesota. It was almost a week before she could find someone willing to speak with her and three months of drifting from home to home before tracking down what had happened to her parents.

 

Both had died in a BIA raid on a drug lab not long after she was born. It was her grandfather who told her this, and gave her the gift of her birth name. When Willow was born her parents were barley able to make ends meet and to support a child would have been impossible. Neither had ever lived outside the reservation. Her mother worked selling trinkets to the store outside the reservation while her father made a living as a mechanic.

 

Both had known that the store sold marijuana and other drugs off the reservation to tourists and so Willow’s mother picked up extra money smuggling dope out of the reservation to the store. Willow’s adoptive parents had met her mother on the walk from the store home. Nine miles, they offered her a ride and spent the night in the small trailer. Her grandfather told Willow it had not been an easy choice to let her go but the couple was unable to conceive and even though they were getting by now she wanted a better life for her daughter.

 

In the nineties pot turned to crystal meth as labs sprung up through the community. There was no spiritual remedy just a cheap high and cheap labor to make it. When the BIA raided the lab her parents worked out of everyone was killed. The rumor was it was to make an example of drug dealers. Grandfather told her it was because the store hadn’t paid Sheriff Barlow his kickback in almost two weeks.

 

The months they spent together seemed to drift away as she learned about her and her people’s history. The story of her parents lingering in her mind. Her family had been warriors once, protectors of the tribe, now they were a storyteller and an outsider. Grandfather taught Willow to live off the land, how to listen to the winds and feel the movement of the world around her. These were lesions he had once taught to her father but he had turned away from the traditions early in life.

 

Months turned to years as Willow became part of the tribe, a teacher and a hunter. She danced with the fevered warriors at gatherings and felt a peace in herself as she embraced the old ways. As time passed she began to forget her childhood, instead she remembered the tales of the tribe and the great hunts gone by. She knew that not long after she had arrived she sent papers to have her name changed legally. As the years rolled on it seemed like a trivial gesture.

 

No child may sleep forever. Willow had traveled north following the trail of an eagle. Wandering into town it was as if she was reliving Grandfather’s stories. Men from the Bureau of Indian Affairs had six people lined up outside a trailer. Two men, three women and a child, without hesitation they opened fire, executing one after another. It wasn’t pride or a sense of duty or heritage or even anger, something deep within her was sparked inside.

 

Without thinking Willow chanted Grandfather’s prayers asking for the strength and protection of her ancestors. As she prayed Willow felt them her mother, father, grandfather and more circling her warding her from protection. She called for the land to give her guidance as two large brown bears charged past her. At the time she though she drew the knife as she cut into the first officer. Looking back she knew it had come to her. When it was over there were nine dead, four agents and five members of the reservation only the child had lived.

 

Her name was Erin Redriver, and both her parents had just died. It was six miles to Willow’s home and fearing taking her to the authorities Erin came with her. The girl didn’t question or complain, she didn’t really speak at all. At first Willow had worried that seeing her parents die had done something to her, it was then she noticed that they walked along the trail with the bears. There was no fear of them, Willow could look at them and know they were her guardians. To prove to Erin how safe they were the child rode on their backs most of the way home.

 

It was there Willow made her second realization. Her home was a burned out trailer. Tanned skins patched the holes in the roof and walls and a funnel on the roof collected water for her to drink. She had built this place Grandfather had shown her. Grandfather had died with her parents. Willow was all that remained of her family and their history. With a silent prayer she dedicated her self to helping other remember the forgotten ways and protecting those who no longer remembered.

 

Erin still lives with Willow who has taken on the name Wakan when she acts as a warrior. She sees Erin as a daughter and she helps to keep her grounded, no letting her get lost in Grandfather’s teachings. Barlow left the Lower Sioux Indian Reservation after sever of his men were caught by Willow. More than once she has tried to track him down, prove the extortion rackets that he runs on the reservations he’s assigned to. One of her few fears is his ability to be moved when Willow comes for him. She fears his connections in the BIA and who profits from his deeds.

 

[bubba smith]

Re: Wakan

 

well done

[HawksmoorSD]

Re: Wakan

 

Good job!