Full Name: Tiresias (Τειρησίας) Kontosassus
Gender: Male
Age: Undetermined
Species: Human
Birthplace: Thebvae, Eudemonia
Height: 5'10
Eye color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark brown
Identifying features: Thick, neglected beard, spectacles, and a very heavy Selekusion accent that typically gets in the way of speaking other languages fluently.
Occupation: Foreign "diplomat" for Eudemonia
Personality: An eternal skeptic and pessimist, known to have an unusual sense of humor that often borders on the cruel. Due to his Selekusion, specifically Thebvae, upbringing he tends to have disdain, if not contempt, for those who are not Selekusion.
Abilities: Licensed Mechanized Panoply operator, as he used to serve in a company of Hypaspists before transferring to the intelligence division of the Civil Protection Service. General familiarity with firearms, as well as a well balanced educational background due to being born and raised in Eudemonia. The Machine, a special combat mode powered by psionics
Bio: Born on Thebvae, the child of two bureaucrats within the Council of Economic Order, Tiresias was raised to love Eudemonian and all that it stood for as well as upholding the values set forth by the founders in his daily life. Born into a time when Eudemonia was solidifying their foreign holdings, however, this same intellectual enthusiasm for the state also bred a contempt for foreigners and their continued resistance to Eudemonia''s generosity. After spending some time at one of the many universities of Thebvae, Tiresias joined the armed forces of Eudemonia as a Pezhetairoi, later transferring to a Hypaspist company after he showed a small degree of talent in the operation of mechanized panoply. After the completion of his duty, Tiresias decided to join the intelligence division of the Civil Protection Service, largely due to his desire to stay within Thebvae and avoid the frequent travelling to border territories that had plagued him so much as a member of the panoply arm of the military.
Tiresias' desire to stay near home, however, was not in accordance with the fates. After spending a very brief amount of time investigating cases regarding production fraud, a job he relished, he was transferred to the office of foreign affairs, a job his superiors felt was more in line with his enthusiasm for investigatory work. This, obviously, was seen as something of a death sentence in the eyes of Tiresias, due to his marked disdain for all things foreign, never mind being trapped in what passes for their civilizations day in and day out. Frustrated and bitter, Tiresias continues to begrudgingly file in as many reports as it takes to not raise suspicions, but for all intents and purposes he is a foreign diplomat in name only. Preferring to shut himself in his state-paid apartment with the consolation of liquor and whatever entertainment he can get his hands on, both his sanity and foreign contacts dry up as the days go by, a man in stasis as the gods bide their time and wait, having stolen the man's will a long time ago...
Attributes:
Strength- 5
Intelligence- 9
Magic Affinity- 1
Psionic Affinity- 7
Dexterity- 6
Will- 10
Mechanical Aptitude- 5
Charisma- 4
Speed- 5
Perception- 8
(I'll refine this as time goes by/my character gets better integrated into the world)
Updated for JunkPunk
