Description

Personality

Sod-off is nice, really, in that he's too simple and aimless to be anything but harmless. Charming and clueless, if one crossed a puppy, a skunk, and cabbage, you'd probably get his twin brother. He's willing to do just about anything you tell him to, though you'd best be careful with complicated instructions.

Equipment

Sod-off is very poor, with only his I-guess-you-could-call-them clothes, endless pockets (full of a variety of you-never-know-when-you-might-need-a-shoehorn type objects), and uniquely pervasive smell to his name.

History

After living in the street for most of his life, everything changed at the age of 18. While watching a parade, suddenly his eyes began to glow as Holy Matron Fiona passed by, and he leapt through the crowd on to the street. Before the guardians of the Matron could stop him, he had reached her; and to everyone's surprise, he pulled off her wig and mask. A slender, dark-haired man with a mechanical eye lay underneath the guise, and he stared, dumbfound, at the crowd before he tried to bolt into a nearby alley. Sod-off, eyes still glowing, caught him quickly. As soon as the impostor was apprehended, however, his eyes returned to normal. He didn't remember what had happened, and couldn't even explain how he'd ended up in the middle of the street. Townspeople hailed him as an avatar, touched by the Goddess, and tried to Saint him. Unable to appreciate or even understand his sudden fame, he fled to Anastoria--where he's lived in much the same way in different streets and gutters ever since.