Let’s take a look at what makes Professor Thaddeus Whistlebottom such a Badass Buzzard! Read more
Out on the frontier, there’s little makes a man feel more helpless than the ravages of disease. There ain’t a storm or stampede, flood or fire brings a man low as pox and plague. But there are those out here, where the bright beacon of science casts a dwindling twilight, for whom the deadliest contagion is a source of strength and power. They flock like buzzards to the carrion reek of pestilence that haunts the dreams of normal men, and dwell with pleasure amongst the putrid spawn of death.
There are few things in the world as revolting as a Buzzard. Sure, there’s nasty stuff around, like lookin’ up from drinkin’ in a stream to see the bloated corpse of a calf float by with’er intestines trailin’ like party streamers. But what makes the Buzzard worse’n all that is how he takes to it so natural. Read more
You can find pockets of backwoods folk all throughout the Republic, segregated by circumstance and secluded from the civilizing influence of modern sensibilities. In their stubborn ignorance such folk cleave to the savage customs of a bygone age, appearing as monstrous caricatures embodying the foulest passions of the human spirit. And then there are Walburns, a race of people unto themselves in which stubborn ignorance has been distilled through centuries of self-imposed isolation into a spirit so primeval in its cunning brutality as to seem hardly human at all.
Choosing a Persona is the most important thing about making an Exiles character.
A Persona tells you what kind of character you’ve got, whether it’s a fancy Gentleman, swarthy Gunslinger, hardass Trapper, or even something fucked up and weird like a skeletal Scarecrow or disease-riddled Buzzard. Read more