A person of ambiguous gender, immaculately dressed.
A person of ambiguous gender, with a soft face, languid eyes, and a sensual body. Trahn speaks with a soft androgynous voice, and dresses in luxe silk designer suits. (It is well-known he’s a man.)
a few luxe suits
a cane-sword (2-harm hand hidden)
an smg (2-harm close area loud)
Hardholder Special: If you and another character have sex, you can give the other character gifts worth 1-barter, at no cost to you.
Leadership: When your gang fights for you, roll+hard. On a 10+, hold 3. on a 7-9, hold 1. Over the course of the fight, spend your hold 1 for 1 to make your gang:
- make a hard advance
- stand strong against a hard advance
- make an organized retreat
- show mercy to their defeated enemies
- fight and die to the last[/list]
On a miss, your gang turns on you or tries to hand you over to your enemy.
Wealth: If your hold is secure and your rule unchallenged, at the beginning of the session, roll+hard. On a 10+, you have surplus at hand and available for the needs of the session. On a 7-9, you have surplus, but choose 1 want. On a miss, or if your hold is compromised on your rule contested, your hold is in want. The precise values of your surplus and want depend on your holding.
Hey boy, you unlucky boy, Tranh’s heard you gone down the old ravine-way. Down by our scavenging grounds. Oh? Didn’t know that was our territory? Well, you do now, boy, and you’ll be paying us handsomely for all that scrounge you stole from us. Else we rip up that pretty face o’ yours, make you look like last night’s dog food.
Oh. Oh, yes. Now you understand.
You must be joking? Never heard of Tranh? Boy, eeeeeverybody ‘round these parts heard o’ Tranh. Tranh owns this city, takes care of the people real good. We got the market, we got the barter, boy we got aaalll the jingle. An’ we got the guns an’ muscle to back it up. We got the Nines. Them’s the boys that drug you in here. An’ them’s the boys gonna dig your grave if you don’t get payin’. So get! Go on back to your kin an’ tell ‘em Tranh owns that ravine an’ all the scrounge in it.
Tell ‘em we mean business. An’ that we’re always open for business….
It’s a burden, I tell ya. A reputation is made, an’ a rep must always be defended. People must always need reminding’. I seized control o’ this gang an’ this holding’ seven years ago — seven, can you believe it, Princy? sometimes it seems like yesterday — yet half the people I meet just don’t get it. I run this gang because I’m a hard @^#%$, because I don’t think twice afore openin’ your gullet an’ feeding’ you to the birds like I did old Captain Sun when I walked in on this joint. So, why in the world, please tell me Princy, do people keep messing with me? They should know I don’t stand for it. They should know it. But no, they need remindin’.
Princy, be a dear, would you, and have somebody follow that boy back to his kin and murder every last one of them.