I'd be interested. What kind of posting rate are you expecting?
I've got a character pretty much ready to go for whatever slots are open. I kind of want to try out Baron Mojo. I haven't double-checked him for accuracy yet, so there may be a few things off.
[spoiler=Baron Mojo]
Alias: Baron Mojo
Name: Trevor Dyson
Race/Ethnicity: Human/Caucasian
Gender: Male
Role: Hermetic Mage Superior
(Priorities - A: Magic, B: Attributes, C: Skills, D: Metatype, E: Resources)
ATTRIBUTES (20/20)
BOD 3 WIL 6
AGI 2 LOG 5
REA 3 INT 5
STR 2 CHA 2
EDG 4 ESN 6
MGC: 7
INI: 8 + 1D6/10+2D6(A)
Limits (M/P/S) 7/4/6
Monitor (P/S) 10/11
SKILLS (28/28 : 2/2)
Active
Physical: Perception (1)
Magical: Assensing (4), Binding (6), Enchanting SG (2), Counterspelling (6), Spellcasting (6), Summoning (6)
Social: Con (4), Negotiation (4)
Technical: Computer (1)
Knowledge (20/20)
Academic: Magic Theory (4)
Professional: Awakened Security TTPs (4), Magic Research (4)
Street: Magic Organizations (3), Magic Threats (4), Seattle Safehouses (1)
Language: English (N)
QUALITIES (25 – 21 + 5 = 9)
Positive: Exceptional Attribute (Magic), Focused Concentration (1), Quick Healer
Negative: Prejudiced (Non-Awakened)
CONTACTS & REP (2 Karma Spent)
Piker, Male Dwarf Rat Shaman (2/1): Piker is a rat shaman running with the Red Hot Nukes. He knows the general lay of the land in the Redmond Barrens and is fairly well versed in the magical and mundane threats that exist there. Mojo and Piker don't necessarily like each other, but if something presents itself that would be to their mutual benefit if they worked together, they're willing to see past any personal issues.
Susan “Hex” Hecker, Female Dwarf Talismonger (3/2): Hex is a dwarf shaman following the Bear totem. She runs a small shop on the outskirts of the Redmond Barrens simply called Hex. It's a small run-down shop that serves the small Awakened population of the Barrens. Given the general lack of cash flow among the population, the majority of the goods are reagents and supplies for creating lodges and circles, rather than foci or other expensive goods. She can create foci and spell formulae on commission.
Current Karma (2), Total Karma (0), Street Cred (0), Notoriety (0), Public Awareness (0)
GEAR (Current Nuyen: 15)
Armor Vest: 500
Meta Link w/Electronic Paper: 105
Flashlight: 25
Credstick [Standard]: 5
Fake SIN (2) [Michael Harrington]: 5,000
1x Month Squatter Lifestyle [Cramped, Dangerous Area]: 350
Spells
Combat: Ball Lightning, Shatter, Manabolt
Detection: Extended Detect Enemies, Mind Probe
Health: Increase Reflexes
Illusion: Improved Invisibility, Mass Agony
Manipulation: Control Thoughts, Levitate, Physical Barrier
Description: Dressed in a shabby suit, the man before you still carries himself with a certain degree of stature. The suit is one of those odd hooded numbers that corporate wage mages wore about 10 years ago, but he still manages to pull it off fairly well. The man’s hair is a premature gray and his eyes are nearly the same color. Worry lines tracing across his face seem to add ten years to his age, but you peg him around 40 years old give or take a year. Briefly, you wonder what the man could have gone through that brought him so low. That thought disappears as the man catches your glance and gives you a cruel smile, in what appears to be a silent challenge.
Personality: Baron Mojo is arrogant, despite his recent brush with mortality and failure. An incredibly gifted mage, he does have reason to be proud of his abilities, but it certainly doesn’t make him many friends. His spell repertoire generally reflects his personality, with a fairly substantial number of them causing harm or taking away control from his opponents. His treatment of spirits also leaves much to be desired, most of the ones he binds dislike him greatly for the way he treats them.
Background: There comes a time in every runner’s career when he has to simply burn everything to the ground and start over. For Baron Mojo, that time is now. After a run against Renraku in Boston went horribly wrong leaving half his team dead, Baron Mojo grabbed his go-bag and got the frag out of the city. Fleeing to Seattle to hide, he found himself destitute with nothing more than a commlink and a drek fake SIN. Presently holed up in a coffin motel in the Redmond Barrens, Baron Mojo has been slowly gathering his strength and testing the Seattle shadows for work. When he isn’t working a job, he has been working on a contract basis for “Hex” Hecker, selling her hermetic reagents that he harvests in the Barrens.[/spoiler]
