On Planes: Faraway

It was estimated by the grand Magi of Tarr that the exact number of planes is somewhere in the thousands. Lay knowledge claimed only a couple of these, with spurious rumours of others which the Magi doubted exist. 

The thinking has somewhat changed over the past couple years, with disastrous experiments to measure the circumference of the world. The Professors in the Academy have devised a new theory, one which makes stuffy Magi huff and puff in annoyance. 

It is the idea that the Planes are one plane. One, impossibly large, and possibly infinite realm wherein all the possibilities of the material exist. They have named our region the Mundane, but as the urban legend would tell it, after overhearing a confused conversation by students high on Isle Zgentil 'shrooms, dubbed the rest "The Faraway."

Academy Professors are entirely correct. In fact, the Plane teems with life, personalities, and of course, the City. Many names exist for it, all of them entirely correct.

Chaos and Law are the winds, or currents, across this Plane. Think of the hairy ball - Chaos is that which cannot be combed flat. 

The Bureaucracy of Daey

The Nine Dukes rule this massive, impossibly large bureaucracy. An opulent Jade palace with numerous demon accountants and committees, the Dukes living in opulent penthouses. Intensely non-euclidean in the most frustratingly bureaucratic manner possible.

This sprawling administration of souls is a gigantic pagoda, built on an island of amber, harvested from those Aster Whales. Burnt to keep the smell of the putrid acid sea away.

Madness

The maelstrom of thaumic currents. Matter has no say, thoughts have their way, fears come alive. Apprentices not versed in planar elocution find their energies inevitably drawn into it.

Fey and Fell

Reflections of the Mundane, most say, but more probably either the flotsam and jetsam of the Mundane, or that which give the Mundane its depressive or joyful elements. Both are considered extremely dangerous.

They can be understood in many different ways. Where the Mundane is normal growth, Fey is cancer, Fell is wasting. Where the Mundane is a sine curve, Fey is an erratic line which breaks the axes, Fell an imperceptible line infinitely close to the x-axis.

Ahi

Otherwise known as the Eyrie. Home of the celestial Dragons, corresponding to the Elements; Water, Earth, Air, Fire, Metal.

A peak, reaching to the heavens, or so they say.

Elemental Planes

So pure, as to immediately destroy all Material around it. Water is pure, so is Earth. These are not to be messed with. As Madness is Chaos, this is Order.

Apsu

The Deep sea. The primordial. From its depths come those that no man will ever conceive or ever know.

(I like to think of this as the Immer from China Mieville. Just as endless/timeless. Those who travel to Apsu, or the surface thereof, find themselves in a cavern drip-dripping with dark water.)

Kur, or, the Forgetting

Every thing in the Plane has a lifespan, and eventually, these things slowly get eroded over time. If not remembered by those that can see, they are forgotten.

This is where those that are dead or in the process of being forgotten, are. Go deep enough into the earth or sky and you will find yourself there. A grey sky, dust for miles, and ruined buildings with strange people that stumble and grope in dim memory. They eat dust, never to be filled.

The Sky

Where the Mundane is below, Apsu is...somewhere, and the Mundane is "above" them, the sky is above the Mundane. Go far enough out, and things do not make any sense. Suns stand still in the air, stars wink out, air becomes solid. It is possible to travel through here using those ships of the ancients to the other lands, faraway.

The Sun, Moon & Stars

It is frighteningly confusing. In some cases, people land on small balls of earth in an unbreathable climate. In others, the land below winks out, to be replaced by a coloured country. Travel far enough, and you end up back in the Mundane. Are they part of the planes? Are they portals? Gods? In some cases they are, in others not.

Questions

Where the hell are the Gods?

I do not know, but I'd like to think of them as emanations of the Universal Current. Self-Aware (if that is even close to the right term) hyper-consciousnesses, like a 11th dimensional bird swarm.

If they are emanations of the current, then technically they are planes. This does mean you can travel "into" a god.

Towards SF Knave, or, Belta

I ran this game once, using the system Offworlders. It ran for a couple sessions, and I never felt comfortable with it. I do get Storygames, it was the longest pet peev of mine that I didn't grok them. Until I did - just do what it says on the box.

Anyway.

I want my own SF hack. I checked out SWN (too much), Impulse Drive (Storygame), White Star (your classic OD&D clone), Any Planet is Earth (haven't really played it yet, but it feels a bit vague to me.)

I want my own, and I used Knave because it's a toolkit and "HACK ME" is written all over.

Main idea - make it simple, and something which can be used quickly. A pick-up-and-play affair which sticks to the basic mechanics in Knave to make something newer, and broadly compatible with SWN and other OSR products. Allow for customization, but keep that simple, and up to rulings and Group-Rulebook interplay.

I had several ideas, like adding back classes and item-class-slot customization, but I eventually threw them away, might add them as supplemental.  The biggest "issue" that struck me was essentially that the Knave inventory system is barely suited to SciFi gaming unless you are playing a survival game. Buuut, the slot system is still neat, and I thought I'd still use it - only it'd become a central feature of your characters background and abilities, and not just a way to track weight.

Call this my SciFi Hearthacker

Belta

Your Character

Read Knave, just sorta add this to it.

Roll in order. Your Slots are your Con Defense+highest Bonus. Health is d8+Con Bonus.

You get a weapon, an object (healing patch, armour, drone, universal communicator etc) and 3d6x200 credits. Put these in your slots (not credits). Then from the bottom you build your Roll or choose Periods/Augments/Psionics. These reflect things you have done in your life, and/or just pick and choose. They each take up a certain amount of slots. Psionics can be chosen only once on initial creation, and you should choose your Psionic Discipline. Check the pic below for more.

I came up with three basic things. SF staples. A history (in the vein of Traveller), which I call Periods, Augments, as for Cyberpunk, and Psionics with the Disciplines ported from SWN. I gave the d12 some lovin' and made essentially these things.

Psionics rules: All Psion Slots = uses. Level 1 Bio = 5 uses. Level 1 Bio/Telepath = 5 uses split between the two. Recharge after hella good rest, whatever that is - Intense mediation, exercise, watching movies. Nothing which messes with your chemistry because oh boy. You can forcibly use the next level of your ability, but you would need to spend a month recuperating or suffer -d6 to all rolls.

Ships/Combat

Ship combat can be boring, I wanted to make it not. So I guess involve everyone on some level.

Three Stats: Pilot/Hull/Weapons. 3 open Slots for Augments or Cargo or whatever else.

Put in stats, 1/1/2. Pilot and Weapons point equals a d6. Your first hull point is 6, the next ones add 3.

When it comes to combat each player says where they want to be in the ship. The Pilot, Weapons, Otherwise indisposed (On an augment for example.)

Each player adds a d6 to the "Stat", relevant skills get ADVd6. Example: Ship has a stat of 2, adds 2d6. Pete and Wam each add 1d6, for a total of 4d6. If Wam has ADVd6 one d6 would be rolled twice, using the highest roll.

When you attack, the players in Weaponry add a d6 for a stat point, and a d6 or ADVd6 for participation, to beat the combined Pilot Roll+Hull points of the opposition. If the weaponry beats the oppositions Pilot+Hull, the difference is damage. The same thing is done when being attacked. A 1 on a dice leaves progressive dice being rolled at a DisADV. Exampe The Weapons:1 fires. Two PCs man it. the rolls are then 3, 4, 1. A DisADV is imposed, starting on the Stat point. Next Roll: (2,5), 3, 4 = 9 Next Roll: (3,4), 1, 3 = 7. Another DisADV is imposed. Next Roll, (2,3), (1,5), 4 = 7. Any ADVs are cancelled first.

Not so sure about the HP of the ship. It is possibly a good idea to abstract it into Hull = HP. I'm just not sure how or how much. For now, I'll multiply it by 3.

Roll group initiative each round. Movement is something like 20 units for an average ship. Jumps into Hyper/Sub Space as an action. Stunts can be attempted as per what seems reasonable - assume hacking is against a 6.

Travel is essentially 1 trip :1 fuel per impulse trip in a system. Per Hex luxspeed trip with working, living crew 1 trip: 2 Fuel per person + engine. Per hex luxspeed with sleeping crew 1 hex: 1 fuel per person + engine. Ship augments increase the fuel cost by 1 per upgrade. Sleeping on your trip means you could get lost, or captured en route. For now, fuel is equal to the (Pilot Stat+Captain/s)x6.

Mechanics

Essentially like Knave, with stunts and all. I dunno if I should have floating modifiers (+2) for the customization system or just straight advantage. Throwing 2 dice is always fun. A System Strain is basically just a -d4, -d6, -d8 for all healing and all Checks. System Strain is received using Drugs, Health Packs or Psionic Healing. 

Items

Ugh - I want basics. Treat as per Knave for now. Bow and Crossbow are Gun and Laser-pistol respectively. Laser pistols have 8 shots, Guns have 6. Simple. Armour is Ascending as per normal. All prices on the Knave items multiply by 10.

Critiques

More powerful = less carry even when they should be able to carry more. Weird but eh.

Space combat could be boring - fair.

Ur-Niligal the Archivist

I was bored so I made an Into the Bronze character. Use as you wish.

Into the Bronze Sorcery

To start off, Sumerian is literally only known from the writings they have left behind - we have no clue if there were some tonal variations, or if what we read even sounds like how the ancient Sumerians spoke. Since the written language developed from accounting records, I would make the solid guess that if we spoke what we read to them, it would be equivalent to a foreigner with an understanding of English vocabulary just saying random words at you until you got their meaning.

That being said we're doing it for a game, and are speaking collections of syllables with meanings which have probably not been spoken for over 2000 years, so have fun!

Also, quick disclaimer - this is supposed to be for fun, I have almost certainly mistranslated or messed up because well, it's an ancient language. Let me know in the comments!

The Wisdom of Shuruppak

Sources

• Sumerian Lexicon by John A. Halloran
• Sumerian Lexicon Search - Check out the list of links at the bottom of this page
• Wikipedia Cuneiform
• The Electronic Text Corpus of Sumerian Literature - Such a beautiful set of Myths, Stories, Debates, Hymns, Wisdom. Several of my favourites are The Wisdom of Shuruppak (The best bit: "Do not dispense judgement while drinking beer"), The Sumerian Farmer's Almanac, and A Drinking Song.
  
• A weird Ancient Astronauts Amateur Sumerian Dictionary

It was surprisingly difficult to do "joiners" or "verbs" so as to elucidate meaning. I would recommend you just add what makes sense. Or use the resources to find the correct word, conjunction or verb.

 

Magical words are known as Achdugar - the spittle of sorcery (ch as ch in loch) or Namshub - Spell.

1. Fire = Nemur
2. Water = A
3. Earth = Ki
4. Wind = Imi/Im/Em
5. Temperature = Kum (hot)/Ten (cold)
6. Treason = Namlul (treachery)
7. Velocity = Kash
8. Clay = Imi/Im/Em
9. Shadow = Ngissu
10. Light = Zalag
11. Nature = Ningnamtarra (fate of a thing) Shagina (ones true heart)
12. Rock = Na
13. Time = En
14. Forgiveness = Shushungar
15. Destruction = Kush
16. Unity = Adach
17. Dream = Mashngi
18. Steps = Ngiridu
19. Bone = Kak
20. Sound = Gu

Now, the dictionary is huge and extremely detailed. Open it and choose whatever words you want. Here are 20 more for your game.

1. Beer = Kash
   
2. Truth = Ninggina
   
3. Clean = Eshda
   
4. Entry = Mu
   
5. Confusion =  Dalhamun
   
6. Beauty = Hili
   
7. Spirit = Alad (life force)
   
8. Fear = Nite
   
9. Plant = U (general object)
   
10. Evaluate = Shadi-/thing/-di
    
11. Weapon = Udug
    
12. Awe = Niguru
    
13. Write = Dubsar
    
14. Quarrel = Du
    
15. Seal = Kish
16. Smell = hab (foul)/ir (fragrant)
    
17. See = Igisi
    
18. Pleasure = Ul
    
19. Alone = Ash
    
20. Hair = Sig
    

"Into the Bronze" from Lantern's Faun

Sumer and the Bronze Age - the aesthetic, are the shit. Bias outta the way, here goes.

click the cover to buy the game

This book is a a startlingly short hack of Into the Odd by Chris McDowell. I have actually not looked at ItO specifically much, but have come into a lot of contact with its hacks; namely Electric Bastionland, Silent Titans, Death is the New Pink, Maze Rats and Mausritter. For brevity, it's excellent.

Writing

Terse, to the point. Almost everything makes perfect sense on the first reading. If not, it is the Referee's prerogative to make a ruling. The only problem is that the book leaves us with very little of what constitutes a ruling - the empty space is nice because it allows each game to morph to the tables expectations, but considering the firm aesthetic (portrayed through tables), this can be seen as a pro or con. I, personally, see it as both.

Layout

Firmly, firmly Artpunk. It takes from public domain art and edits and formats it to create something absolutely a pleasure to look at. The author is a graphic designer and has made many other things here. An excellent use of Sumerian imagery, and the white space.

System

Like I said, an Into the Odd hack. Classically has the Str, Dex, Wil, with HP, and Obsidian as its currency - reference the two to get your background. Additionally, it makes has a fun if slightly confusing traits table (it has physical traits which include animals as items, as well as animals in background equipment lists - simple to rule at the table but a weird choice.)

Its lovely innovation is that all damage is d6 but the strength of the weapon is dependent on the roll it Explodes at, and deals double damage. Fun and swingy.

What is very odd (heh) is that for skills it uses a d20, for weapons d6, and on the "Dead or Dying" table the only other dice - a d8. For those who play Pen & Paper RPGs (which it plainly states it expects the reader to be familiar with), they should have these dice, but again, a strange choice.

Sorcery

Choose words, imagine an effect which uses all the words, and a price. Made for ruling by the Referee.  I would have liked a Sumerian translation for fun, and real-life reading of the spells. Hell! Even a simple language system! Consider that my first hack. (If you're aching for that check out the PbtA game The Bloody-Handed Name of Bronze, has a list of Sumerian-like syllables)

Referee & Adventure Creation

It works well as a framework to throw your, and your groups personality in. Doesn't say it explicitly, but encourages the Referee to make plenty of rulings.

In that same vein, I would encourage the person running the game to give the entire game a good read through. There are tidbits in the backgrounds, creature descriptions and adventure creation tables that hint at a strange world. Whether you interpret it as Cosmic Horror, Science Fantasy, Fantasy or anything else, what it does do well is beg for interpretation.

The tables, as setting, work well. But there are tables where I would have liked more content, which are oddly sparse considering their subject matter (Looking at you Secrets table)

Conclusions

I love Sumeria, I love the Bronze Age. This game is in my ballpark. It has beautiful graphic design and is nicely streamlined, and I will assuredly run it, even use it for a campaign. Only quibble is the pro/con that that due to its minimalism, it leaves a lot for the person running it to interpret or create. If only for the art, I would buy it.

On Tiroeth: Orist

Here is a picture of the main village/town, Orist, in my one-on-one Tiroeth Campaign powered by Scarlet Heroes.

The Player Character is one from a previous game, which I just hacked into Scarlet Heroes - he is pretty powerful, but generally so are the forces that he is dealing with and have aligned himself to.

Legend

1. Orist Proper, Old and Run Down. Has a Shrine to the Lady of the Lake, Fishing Warehouse and an old disused wall around it.
2. The New Artuk'hon settlement. The big building in the north is the Grain Silo Temple to the Sower. The Area is relatively new and new refugees from the Vale stream in every day. Every piece of greenery is productive to some degree.
3. The Lake. The Lady of the Lake is the local goddess/deity. She's been here forever, and protects this place.
4. The Wandering Mountain; A Stable and Inn. Owned by white whiskered Syfrizian.
5. Mama Jek's house; ancient wise-woman. Generally knows everything about the area. House is surrounded by a garden and inside are hanging herbs.
6. Veki encampment; The halflings have been here for a while, it's part of their route across Tiroeth.

Ongoing Troika! backrounds

So as you may very well know, I love Troika!

The initial idea was to take my dime-a-dozen/snowflake setting and just use Troika! as a rule base, and add all those juicy ideas I had for the setting from the beginning. Most of the descriptions I had were pretty neat, and perfect for Backgrounds.

I took the original document, copied it, and started editing, and editing...

...and editing.

It started with the Shajzean Elves. I always had a vague idea that they were encrusted with Salt, and it all whirled out of control from there. I'll update this as I make more. It's enormous fun.

Anyway, here you go!

11 Arrixian Merchant 

Excellent Arrix! Heavenly Arrix! Who can compare the lofty guildhouses and murmuring Jenever Bars of the Old Stadt, the perfumed gardens of the Reaches and tenements of the Moulin Quarter!

You are a socialite, a haggler and merchant of this grande floating metropolis! Armed with the word of Council, Gold of the Battle Spheres and an excellent sense of style you swindle your partners and friends, and sail Air Barge to new markets.

Possessions 

1d6 Battle Gold

Gaudy Pantaloons

A Rapier (As Sword)

A license to trade

3 dubious rumours

Skills

2 Swindle

2 Etiquette

2 Evaluate

2 Run

1 Rapier Fighting

1 Air Barge Piloting

1 Spell - Assassin’s Dagger

1 Spell - Amity

Special

The Guildhouses are notorious Rumour-Markets; you yourself take ample compensation of your knowledge of the world.

Once per session you can claim knowledge because of a rumour you bought.

12 Academie Wizard

Those pompous Magi know nothing. Nothing! Your thaumic geometries are flawless, phlogiston dating confirmed by Ray Imp! The calculations triple-checked! How dare they claim it was “derivative” and “chromatically unsound”! 

You’ll show them! You’ll show them all!

Possessions 

1d6 Unfinished Papers

Sword-Cane (As Sword)

Ruby Lorgnettes

Tweed waistcoat (Imbued with 1 Spell - Ward)

A battered grad student (Named...Starts with an S?)

Skills

3 Lecturing

2 Evaluate

2 Mathmology

-2 Etiquette 

2 Spell

2 Spell

1 Spell - Ward (in Waistcoat)

1 Spell - Random

1 Spell - Random

13 Vanara 

You are the contemplative curious, a percipient pragmatist who will always strive to know more. A simian philosopher, weavers of wise words and the caretaker of an estranged wood, seeking to unravel its mystifying machinations. With wisdom as your guide and your weapons your wits, you wander the wooded wastes of Kuru’Jisu following its intangible twists. But, despite all you have learnt, you are aware that enlightenment is infinite and are still ignorant.

Possessions 

A Ribbon-Scroll, stitched with your philosophy (As Whip - |1/1|2/1|3/2|4/4|5/6|6/8|7+/12| )

1d6 Glass-Sap Fruits (as Provisions)

A reason to leave

A prehensile tail

Skills

3 Acrobatics 

3 Climb

2 Awareness 

1 Ribbon Fighting

1 Glass Weaving

1 Second Sight

1 Spell - Thought Vapour

1 Spell - Helping Hands

1 Spell - Sentry

Special

Once per session you may attack a creature within sight with Mind Spike (As Longsword, ignores Armour)

14 Dwaemor Monk

Atop a peak you stand and practice the routines  Llamas and Masters. The icy wind catches your hands and stings your toes but you know the Stillness, the Placidity of Heroes. The eternal doldrum and ever-dripping water of the will. You steel yourself and strike out into the cold, the forge of your heart and body burning bright, melting, subliming the creeping fingers of frost. 

Possessions 

Magnificent Beard, braided in the style of your Order

Bright Gi (as Modest Armour)

1d6 Dwaemor Bread (As Provisions. As Club. Test Luck to consume)

Skills

4 Fist Fighting

3 Acrobatics

2 Awareness

1 Evaluate

1 Inexorable Will

15 Aethalfsfar

Sometimes, when the light catches the desiccated peaks you remember the Shine spires, Uberbaum Gardens and Golden Barges glittering across the heavens. The iridescent Aetheric Rays your people fed into the fabric of creation. 

Now?

This ancient world only remembers you as a half-rumour. Your mundane - their divine. 

Your eyes search the horizon for just one of those baroque vessels…

Possessions

1d6 Plasmic Cores

Crystalic Phaser (as Fusil)

Ruby Lorgnettes

A dear memory of before

1d6 lumps of dream sludge (as provisions)

Aetheric coverings (as modest armour)

Skills

2 Language - Auld Sprache

2 Secret Signs - Aethalfsfar

2 Second Sight

1 Phaser Fighting

1 Remembering

1 Spell - Random

1 Spell - Random

1 Spell - Random

1 Spell - Random

1 Spell - Random

16 Siquian Aristocrat

Long ago Siqui nobles decided to uproot their estates, grow them into walking complexes which now traverse the landscape, scraping at the sky. 

Once, you peered down your ivory nose at the salted flats, scoffed into your ElmWood Liquor, gossiped about court, the latest fashions. 

If it wasn’t for that innocent, simple dalliance.

 

Possessions 

A flask of Elm Wood Liquer 

An unfashionable Peruke

Aster Bough Court Makeup

A set of fine (and worn) clothes

Your tale of Court repudiation

Skills

4 Etiquette 

3 Gossip

2 Scoffing

1 Botany

1 Makeup

1 Second Sight

1 Spell - Babble

21 Salt-Bound

Your people made a deal with the Salinic Demons of the Unterzee for a good life on land, 

Indebted, they became a voracious, violent extension of their master’s hydrophilic appetites.

Possessions 

A voice of your clan Demon

Magnificently Coloured Body Salts (as Modest Armour)

Coral Blade (as Sword)

Shell Shield

Skills

2 Sword Fighting

2 Strength

2 Tracking

1 Language - Unter Salt

1 Cooking

1 Spell - Affix

2 Spell - Leech

22 Air-Pirate Spelunker

Even as you sail into the Bay of Haut, or beside the Cliffs of Baraja, you see signs of ancient civilisation built into the dusty geography. An intrepid spelunker can find bizarre weapons beyond imagining, a smart Core prospector will walk between buildings crusted with sun-bleached coral and filled with gold and art. 

Treasure is here, but so are the other people who want it.

Possessions

A Weapon of your choice

1d6 Plasmic Cores

A map of a local ruin

1d6 gems that change colour in sunlight

Skills

3 Air Barge Piloting

2 Spelunking

2 Evaluate

2 Weapon Fighting

1 Climb

1 Run

1 Sneak

1 Second Sight

1 Secret Signs - Antiquaric

23 Imperial Antiquarian

The Empire fell, but you weren’t there. You came back dusty and proud after your last dig, to find barbarians and weeping widows.

Possessions 

A professional grudge (Please name)

Crossbow with 1d6 Bolts

Your latest find

Prospecting Equipment (A Hammer, Chisel, Shovel and various sizes of brush) 

Skills

3 Digging

2 Evaluate

2 Awareness

2 Secret Signs - Antiquaric

1 Second Sight

1 Sleight of Hand

1 Tunnel Fighting

24 Kthonic Spy

An industrial wasteland - for miles around you see smoking chimney stacks, metal, brick and grime. Below the Masters languish and scheme in gothic elegance.

Above the world builds and creates the weapons for the vicious overlords below. A factory above a palatial honeycomb.

Possessions 

Velare

1d6 Poisons

2d6 deadman’s thumbtacks

Obsidian Blade

A mission to fulfil

Skills

2 Gothic Elegance

2 Poison

2 Disguise

1 Etiquette

1 Sneak

1 Spell - Callous Strike

1 Spell - Invisibility

25 Traveller from Dreq

The photonic libraries  of the Madrassa speak of a journey, of a landing in strange land. Of struggle and sacrifice and rending change

You have been taught the ways the stars move, how glass bends and refracts, what aether  is and how to channel it. In the cool crystal houses under the gong of the desert sun, you were lectured in Kwariz and the notions beyond space, beyond time, beyond the physical.

Armed with eyes that may see beyond, you have left those multihued ruins  - nothing is beyond your ken. 

Possessions 

White Madrassa Robes

3 Dreqi Serum Naartjies (Eaten - As Provisions. Dried, Burnt and Inhaled - As  Spell - True Seeing)

Dreqi Lenses (as Ruby Lorgnette) OR Pythagorean Equipment (+1 Mathmology) OR A Hyperscope (as Star Map of Corda) 

2 stolen Photonic manuscripts (Name the subject for each)

Skills

3 Mathmology

2 Astrology

2 Second Sight

1 Secret Signs - Aethalfsfar

1 Spell - Read Entrails

1 Spell - Astral Reach

1 Spell - Find

26 Paladin of the Sower

Your people have tended the Vale for generations. Raised cattle and goats, farming rye and sorghum. 

So the Sower decreed; your tongue will sow his will in this fecund creation and your scythe will reap the unthinking corruptions.

Possessions 

Sower Scythe (As Longsword)

1d6 Packets of Seeds (As Provisions)

Leather Vestments (Modest Armour)

A childhood toy

Skills

3 Reaping/Scythe Fighting

2 Preaching

1 Healing

2 Spell - Life Line

2 Spell - Exorcism

31 Bureaucrat of the Ministry of Magic Allotments

No society like yours can function without careful checks and balances of every single magical transaction. To send off via the imp tubes triplicate signed form  and ensure that Mrs. Wetton gets her daily cantrip stipend for the month audited.

Possessions
A hefty accounting book (as club)
A ridiculous hat of your post. It is 5 metres per side. Reality will bend itself to accommodate (a 3 m ceiling will grow another 5 m)
A magnificent flowing bureaucrats robe (sleeves as Imp tube network within bureaucratic areas)
1d6 tube imps, saucer eyed and ink stained (4/2/4). One has an important message.
A set of thaumic pens and papers

Skills
4 Bureaucracy
3 Etiquette
3 Mathmology
2 Spell - Assassin's Dagger
1 Secret Signs - Arcane Loopholes
1 Spell - Babble
3 Spell - Zed
2 Spell - Presence
1 Spell - Languages
1 Spell - Befuddle
1 Spell - Random
1 Spell - Random

32 Graffiti Golem

The streets of Troika are awash with ambient magic, and when the poor mudskipper gave you life in his own idiosyncratic style, you coalesced. The streets
have so much to see, and you have made friends with hobos and urchins, alley-wizards and trashrakers.

Possessions
2d6 types of paint (Can be sprayed on an enemy for a ratio specific amount of stamina, can be replaced in a day)
The item you live on (usually flat enough for you to exist)
1d6 wall doodles, living as yourself
Hardened Chewing Gum (As Moderate Armour)

Skills
3 Secret Signs - Hobo
3 Secret Signs - Graffiti
2 Keeping still
1 Spell - Sentry
1 Spell - Illusion

Special - Spray
You are made of various paints. You can spray this on enemies to render them blind, or as a poison (a little obvious, cheap paint tastes foul.) The amount of paints you rolled is the amount of paints you were painted in, and every time you use a paint, you decrease your Initial Stamina in a proportional fashion eg. You are made of 5 different paints, Stamina 20, when you use one paint, your stamina permanently decreases by 4. This lasts until you take a full day to have it repainted by an enterprising painter.