Christya Desdemona Heyrdahl
From UTRPG
| Christya Desdemona Heyrdahl | ||||||||||
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| Skills | types: space, combat, track | |||||||||
| Superb (+5) | Charm MG | |||||||||
| Great (+4) | Stealth, Resolve | |||||||||
| Good (+3) | Alertness, Agility, Bureaucracy | |||||||||
| Decent (+2) | Profession (Diplomat), Art, Brokerage, Stamina | |||||||||
| Average (+1) | Brawling, Communications, Demolitions, Medical, Assets | |||||||||
| Stunts | ||||||||||
| Have a thing: Haleogelethan Plinth | ||||||||||
| short range teleport, ignores a single barrier of any value at the cost of a fate point. | ||||||||||
| Military-Grade Charm | ||||||||||
| Culture/Tech systems | Areston | |||||||||
| FP | 5 | Refresh | 5 | |||||||
| Stress Tracks | Consequences | |||||||||
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mild | ||||||||
| composure | |
medium | ||||||||
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serious | ||||||||
Contents |
[edit] Background
[edit] Growing Up
Christya’s mother was a respectable academic on Ariston, until she scandalized society by marrying her gardener. Her career soon hit a rocky patch, as the insular academic society turned against her, and her theories fell under heavy scrutiny. She eventually commited suicide, when the social pressure became too great. Her theories were later officially exonerated, and a formal letter of apology was sent to her bereaved family. Christya was raised by her father under reduced circumstances, resenting academic society, but longing to belong.
[edit] Starting out
Fortunately there existed a scholarship for her as the daughter of a tenured professor, and because of the general guilt over her mother’s death, she was not poorly treated, although she was poor, and paid her way on the grift, discovering a natural talent for dealing with people, aided by her natural gifts. Once in university she studied intermittently, but mostly made her way using people to her advantage, graduation with the highest recorded marks in political science and theory and cultural anthropology. Getting an easy placement at U of A She did several cultural exchanges on other planets, further enhancing her *ahem* academic reputation, traveling through what amounted to high society on those benighted rocks, and finding some charm on each one.
[edit] Moment of crisis
Christya was undertaking a project writing comparative pieces referencing cultural deficiencies in proto-aristionian societies as exemplified by lesser developed systems, when she suddenly discovered she had no interest whatever in her work. Bored and seeking inspiration she was visiting a wealthy friend, when she developed an interest in an odd piece of sculpture that he possessed. More strangely still he refused to give it to her as a present. Deciding that fortune favoured the bold, she set about aquiring the piece through means much more vertical than usual- she scaled the wall of his house, disarmed the window locks with his passcode (which she happened to possess) and lit out with the piece in the heat of the early afternoon. The thrill of the experience completely reawakened her drive, sending her on a spiral of high-end burglaries. The problem emerged when she sought out a fence to sell her ill gotten gains; everything apart from the odd statue the man took happily, but claimed he would have to find a special buyer for the last item. Unfortunately the buyer (Jacob Ogilvy) not only recognized it as the capstone of the great haleogelethan plinth, but had been repeatedly denied the chance to view it by its previous owner. Without meeting Christya, he brought enough pressure on the pawnbroker that the man cracked, sending the local law enforcement agencies on a hunt for a mysterious stacked woman, who he believed possessed more such irreplaceable artifacts.
[edit] Sidetracked
The Aristonian police of course concentrated their inquiries on the servants and the Aristoffs, and Christya was easily able to deflect their questions and allay their suspicions, although for some reason the primary investigative officer repeatedly called her in for follow-up questioning. She stayed cool under pressure, but could see things getting a bit sticky, and figured her best bet was to find a way to get off planet until things laid down, and until this viagran archaeologist got off her tail, when she remembered an academic golden boy whose family owed her a favour. Meeting Preston, she convinced him and his family to get her a job as an accredited diplomatic envoy of ariston, the perfect excuse to get offworld, make some good money and find some people with things they really didn’t need.
Read Preston's account of the story
[edit] On my own
As a diplomat, She found all of my talents working in synergy; from information gathering to her penchant for meeting helpful people. Her superiors were amazed by her performance, and her subordinates were happy to be under her. She found that even her interests in other cultures came in handy, and she feels ready to take on the world.
[edit] Other adventures
While visiting the charming deathworld/paradise planet of Erewon, Christya had a fling with a successful weapons contractor, inadvertently causing his death and could have made his funeral somewhat awkward, once the surveillance videos showed why he didn’t notice a 20-story tall bear "sneaking" up behind him. Feeling somewhat guilty for causing the death of this fellow, the bereavement of his somewhat hideous wife, and the inconviencing of his son, Christya undertook to aid the younger Trevelyan in erasing the evidence of his father’s embarrassing death, during which time they bonded over their mutal love of illicit electronics. Despite their mutal skill, the job went bizzarely wrong, ending with the two lost in the eyrie of a wealthy judge engaged in attempting to engineer hybrids between the invisible eagles and humans, with skill and daring, and a rather uncomfortable romantic interlude between james and a 9 foot tall woman with the loveliest beak you ever did see, the evidence was erased, the eyrie was torched, and while James was left with a series of unusual scars, Christiya found herself held up as an example of a scarlet woman by a moralizing judge interested in concealing his erstwhile hobby.
Read James' account of the story
