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THE PROFILE

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Name: Chorrask Smarmi

Nickname: Char, Fuzzball, The Doc, Goggles, Spaz

Title: Explosive Fuzzball

Species: Ravien

Race: Platypus

Visual Age: 30

Factual Age: 44

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Role: Navigator

Class: Bender

Specialization: Getting angry

Theme Song: The Plob theme in Dragon Quest: Rocket Slime

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THE DIAGNOSTICS

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Hair: A purple ducktail

Facial Hair: None

Eyes: Totally white

Eye Brows: None

Ears: None

Nose: Platypus bill

Lips: None

Build: Pudgy midget

Skin Tone: Black skin obscured by white and grey feathers

Height: 3' 7"

Weight: 48 lbs

Voice: Surprisingly low, except when infuriated. Then it rises to a squeaky high pitch.

Handed: Left

Body Markings: None

Scar Tissue: None

Unique Body Features: Platypus ankle spurs, filled to the brim with deadly poison. Can spit that poison as well, but not very accurately.

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THE DOSSIER

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Quirks: Chorrask has terrible anger issues, and when his rage finally boils over, his body fluffs up to half again as large and his voice becomes super squeaky.

Virtue/Creed: "Violence isn't the problem, it's the answer"

Motivation: To be dignified and respected as the Navigator of a famous pirate crew.

Goal: To steer a ship to treasure.

Fear: Cats.

Likes

1. Maps
   
   
2. Drawing
   
   
3. His pipe
   
   
4. Ladies
   
   

Dislikes

1. Red meat
   
   
2. People that make fun of him
   
   
3. Sharp, pointy, or heavy things.
   
   
4. Menial, boring tasks like polishing cannonballs
   
   

Strengths: Cunning mind able to change gears on the fly. Short stature makes people underestimate him. His squishy platypus body allows him to get through places he can fit his head into.

Weaknesses: Being under 4 feet tall means that you need lots of help from people to get things. Also, a lack of muscle makes him laughable in a fist fight.

Physical Description: Even midgets look down on poor Chorrask. Standing at a meagre 3 foot 7, he could break records for lack of height. His saving grace is his ducktail hairdoo (even though it is composed of the naturally growing feathers on his head) which lets him break even at 4 feet. His physical body type is similar to a ball, if a ball could be inflated to his proportions. Chorrask's stubby arms and legs don't really help him in the fields of reach or strength, but his nimble hands and webbed feet have come in handy in the past.

Personality Description: Chorrask is normally a nice enough little guy, but his inner rage is like a bomb set to "hair trigger" and kicked into an earthquake. Char doesn't mind helping out around the wherever, but if people start to pity him and baby him, he really gets going. The only reason he is ever finally given respect is when he blows peoples mind with his intellect. Due to his physical inadequacy, Chorrask is constantly competeing with each and every person he meets until he bests them at something.

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THE TALENTS

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Combat Prowess
Very Poor Hand-to-Hand Combat: Chorrask can only hit people hard enough to get their attention.

Very Poor Melee Combat: Barely able to lift a bag of potatoes, Chorrask wouldn't be of much use in a melee.

Excellent Armed Combat: Char is a crack shot with a pistol or other small arms, but rifles and the like are beyond him.

Excellent Magic Combat: One of Chorrask's nicknames is Char for a reason. He's been a fire bender since he was a boy, and has since perfected the art into Plasma bending. His white hot plasma will melt all opposition!

Very Poor Mounted Combat: Don't even ask him for either.

Racial Abilities
Perfect Water Foul: Chorrask secretes an oderless, tasteless, colorless and water soluble neurotoxin, which paralyzes creatures up to the size of oxen for 30 minutes or more. Smaller creatures can die from it.

Good Clever fingers: The four digits on his hands are triple jointed and quite strong, allowing Chorrask to use them in many different tasks effectively.

Excellent Racial Ability-Not quite a Bird: Being an odd amalgamation of animals, the humble Platypus has always had a great friendship with birds of all sorts due to its odd physical appearance.

Bloodline Traits
Excellent Webbed feet: Makes swimming a splash.

Excellent Spurs: Deadly stealth weapons that can't be disarmed without surgical intervention.

Poor All quacked up: Looking like an easy meal isn't very genetically friendly.

Class Skills
Good Berserker: When he's at the peak of his anger, Char can engulf himself in plasma, allowing him to achieve flight. If he makes an impact with anyone in his flight path, they are vaporized by his flames. He needs to have been enraged to the point of insanity for this ability to work.

Above Average Hothead: Chorrask is a very apt fire bender, and knows how to create distractions and pepper the enemy with potshots.

Good Handy: Being a flame bender doesn't always mean being a crazy fire throwing maniac. Chorrask found ways to use the power of fire to help in times of peace as well. He gives great back and foot massages (though he only uses them on the ladies).

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PIRATE SKILLS

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Average Sailing: Chorrask had to learn to sail a ship to get his Navigators license, so he can do it, but not very well without a stool.

Very Poor Gunnery: Char can't fit into the guns, so he doesn't even try to use them.

Poor Leadership: People don't take Chorrask serious enough to follow him. Plus, he's too busy trying to show everyone up to lead them effectively.

Very Poor Fighting: A physical inability to fight makes one's skills weak.

Average Tact: Char is too prone to blow ups and anger fits to be considered Tactful.

Poor Charisma: No one really listens to the 4 foot fuzzball that quacks like a duck.

Average Honor: Chorrask isn't adverse to nicking someone's handbag or coinpurse if it'll get him something shiny.

Good Courage: Not one to back off from a challenge, Chorrask will rush headlong into a charging bear if he thinks it'll make him more popular.

Average Bloodthirst: Killing won't deter this psychopathic platypus

Excellent Intelligence: Chorrask is blessed with an over abundance of mental capability, but he is sometimes lacking in sense when it comes to knowing when to stow it and when to show it.

Good Wealth: Chorrask has connections to some affluent alchemists who ensure his coinpurse is never empty.

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CLOTHING & ARMOR

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Head A pair of welding goggles to hide his odd eyes.


Neck Simple coinpurse on a leather strap.


Chest Char usually wears a harness with a bunch of charms and totems hanging off it. It was a gift from a past lover, who was very superstitious.


Back Nothing


Arm/Shoulder Small bangles with notches on them for how many crews he's served with. There's a lot of notches.


Right Hand Nothing.


Left Hand Small skull shaped ring made out of cast iron, worn on first finger.


Right Accessory Nothing.


Left Accessory Same as Right Accessory.


Waist A simple leather belt with duel holsters for his weapons.


Legs A simple pair of flame retardant pants.


Feet Nothing. Shoes defeat the purpose of webbed feet.

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ARMAMENT

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Primary Weapon
Weapon Name: Pepperpots

Weapon Type: Pistols

Material: Alchemically hardened Steel barrels, ebony wood handles, ivory inlays along the barrels.

Ammo: Hollowpoint Mule rounds

Length: 6 inch barrel, 3 inch grips. (they look ridiculous on him)

Weight: 1 lb. each

Weapon Description/Info: A pair of huge(for him) pistols. The grips are curved forward to allow the weapons to sit naturally in the hands, allowing maximum accuracy. The Pepperpots are revolver style pistols, each holding three shots. Any more and the weapons would be too heavy to use. Intricately ingraved barrels adorn these death dealers, the ivory inscribed in a waving flame pattern along the length of the steel. Everything about the pistol was custom made exclusively for Chorrask. It is designed to fire the devastating Mule heavy caliber round. The Mule round is a 1/4th inch thick, 1 1/2 inch long brass round with a wax cone pressed into the tip to increase aerodynamics.

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EQUIPMENT

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Items None


Technology None.


Weapons Pepperpots

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BACKGROUND

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Marital Status Single


Relatives
Mother: Chiririp Smarmi
Father: Barskul Smarmi
Older sister: Cantosi Umbasa (married)

Birthplace The beautiful cliffside town of Ghulcim, in southern Carrim.


Occupation Navigator


Recruitment Not recruited


Bio/History Born as the second child to his already overworked parents, Chorrask led a difficult life for his childhood. He was put to work in the kitchen as a servant and cook, and his workdays were long and arduous. One can only be oppressed for so long before rebelling, however, and when he reached manhood (14 in his village), he moved away from his parent's house and went to look for work elsewhere. Ironically enough, he discipled himself to a blacksmith, a big, burly bear Ravien named Hammel. The Ravien was a harsh taskmaster, but Chorrask studied hard under him, and practiced hard every day.

The smith had Chorrask taken to a surgeon to have fire bending engines grafted into his arms and legs. The process required that a special tank be grafted into Char's belly area, and the engines were hooked up to it with special hoses. The surgeon explained to him that he'd have to alter his diet to include things with a special chemical in them to keep it fueled up. After a month of rest and recovery time, Chorrask's training and workdays became twice as demanding. He was an apt enough pupil, however, and soon the mischevious young lad was able to out bend his master. The proudest day in young Chorrask's life was when his master presented him with his pistols, declairing him a true man and worthy of a blacksmith's job.

After finishing his servitude to the kind blacksmith, Chorrask figured that the next thing to do was to join up with a crew of sailors. Maybe one of the empire ships would take him, or at least a private firm. What Chorrask didn't expect was to be jumped in a dark alley and enslaved onto an empire ship. Still, it wasn't all bad. He recieved 3 meals a day, had a place to work, and even made friends. One of the crew members, a half breed majnun named DeVargo, took pity on the diminutive Ravien and backed him up one day as he was being bullied. The empire forced Char to empty his flame tanks, so he was pretty much defenseless, but the kindly DeVargo talked the other crew members down. After that day, they became fast friends.

Things changed on one fateful trip. They'd recieved mysterious orders from the empire, declairing that a city of Ravien needed to be wiped off the maps, and that it was their special task alone. The whole thing didn't sit right with Chorrask, but he wasn't one to rebel against the people with power over his life. When they got to the place, it was a massacre. The Ravien simply couldn't fight off their attackers. To make it worse, the ordeal was simply a setup. After they killed their victims, the empire sent in a cleanup crew to do what they did best. Everyone he ever knew or was friends with was murdered. He alone survived by hiding in a barrel of fish.

Since then, Chorrask was a Ravien scarred. He was a surly, foul mannered crewman, but a damn fine Navigator. He changed ships more often than money changed hands in a marketplace. His most recent crew was about to kick him off the ship when they were attacked by a rival pirate crew. Everyone on board was slaughtered or imprisoned, except for him. Luckily for Char, a bubbly woman pirate named Taissa abducted him and turned him into her personal fuzzy slave. Even though he would never admit it, Chorrask loved having attention showered upon him and he worked faithfully to his crew because of it.

Faithfully until he accidently blew up the helmsman, that is. He'd been warned about his anger issues before, but Char insisted that he was justified because the helmsman cheated in a game of knucklebones, and that was the last of Chorrask's money. The captain wasn't having any of it, however, and banished both him and his guardian, Taissa, from the vessel as soon as they docked in Cassim. He took it pretty hard, but is hopeful of finding a new crew to make it up to Taissa.