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Vándor Nándi
Elkérhetem a neved?

A 2-Victory Newbie Contractor played by GMCsaba in Budapest After Midnight

Vándor Nándi is a horror author who will risk his life to become the ultimate nightmare incubus and return the nightmare to those that gave him to the fae.

He is 32 years old, lives in Budapest in a middle class area on the Buda side, and often appears as a charming man with medium length black hair and an unassuming positive demeanor.

Vándor Nándi lives in Budapest After Midnight, a setting in the Budapest area where the supernatural works from the shadows. His journal has 4 entries.

Attributes

Brawn

3

Charisma

5

Dexterity

3

Intellect

3

Perception

3

Abilities

3 Alertness

0 Animals

0 Athletics

0 Crafts

3 Culture

0 Drive

0 Firearms

4 Influence

0 Investigation

0 Medicine

2 Melee

3 Occult

2 Performance

0 Science

0 Stealth

0 Survival

0 Technology

0 Thievery

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Initiative: 0 dice
Movement: 0 feet
Dash: 0 feet
Perception + Alertness: 0 dice

Injuries

(Vándor Nándi is unharmed)

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Battle Scars

Dice penalties from Battle Scars do not stack with Stress

(Vándor Nándi has no Battle Scars)

Body 7

Stress

9 Mind

0
Miffed
0
Agitated
Bruised
0
Distracted
Hurt
-1
Rattled
Injured
-1
Worried
Wounded
-2
Alarmed
Mauled
-3
Frantic
Maimed
-4
Delirious
X_X

Limits

Animal-Lover
Betrayal
Capture

Traumas

(Vándor Nándi has no Traumas)


Source


Circumstances

Average Finances
From Assets and Liabilities
You can live stably off your money. You have access to $2,500 (or equivalent currency) per Contract.
Polyglot: Mandarin, French, English
From Assets and Liabilities
You are fluent in three additional languages. You can speak, read, and write in the chosen languages. You may be given a roll to decipher some amount of meaning from a related language at GMs discretion.

Conditions

From Assets and Liabilities
Nightmares: Evil fae, putting spells on him that make him sprout leaves and branches, that turn him into mud, ogres eating him, things of that nature Your sleep is plagued with horrible nightmares. At the start of each Contract and each time you fall asleep, make a Self-Control roll. If you fail, you take one Mind damage.
Deep Sleeper You require more sleep than most people, and are quick to fall asleep but slow to wake up. All attempts to put you to sleep succeed automatically. A full restful sleep requires at least 10 hours of sleep. Attempts to wake you up while sleeping, as well as Perception checks you make while you’re sleeping, are at +2 difficulty.
Vengeful An insult to or an attack on your person simply cannot be tolerated. Each time someone wrongs you or disrespects you in a major way, you must succeed a Self-Control roll to resist taking revenge.
Fairy Rules You must abide by the major social conventions of the fae. You cannot lie and must keep any promises you make.
Jack of All Trades You are naturally capable of most things, even without any training. When making a roll which utilizes a Primary Ability that you don’t possess, you do not suffer the standard +1 Difficulty penalty, and you receive +1 dice to the roll.
From Budapest After Midnight
Infested With an Alien Parasite The parasite you swallowed has taken root in your stomach. It lies dormant. . . for now.

Loose Ends

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Advancement

Newbie
2 Victories - 0 Failures
Remaining Exp: 14
(Earned: 164 - Spent: 150)
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Questionnaire

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Moves

Vándor Nándi has made 0 Moves.
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Biography

Nándi is a 32-year-old horror author who is slowly becoming a living nightmare. He was a child stolen by fey and replaced by a changeling. He was experimented on, terrified, and threatened with supernatural threats like being fed to trolls, making him sprout trees, turning him into the mud, and the like. When during his early adolescence he escaped, he started traveling the world. He learned languages, worked odd jobs and ultimately settled back in his home country to continue his work as a horror author.

Below will be small stories added as I learn more about the character myself.

The friend that was buried alive.

His real name was Kövesdi Ferenc, but we all called him Frankie. Frankie and I used to frequent the same literary pubs for a long time. We often talked about writing and horror fiction, as well as real-life horror stories, true crime, and the sort. One night, we got really drunk and talked about our fears to one another. I told him I'm terrified of a rock troll eating me because I was too mischievous. He laughed, thought I was joking, and he revealed to me that he is terribly claustrophobic to the point that he can't take the metro. I neatly stored that piece of information in some dark recess of my mind.

After around 3 years of knowing each other and being part of our friend group at Három Holló, he revealed that he published a horror short story that received critical acclaim! We were all glad, but I was shocked. Why did he never tell us about it until now? Then I realized. I went home and read the story. It was basically my first draft of something I was working on and asked his opinion about earlier. He gave me some suggestions that he seems to have implemented here and got published. Critical fucking acclaim for some half-baked body-horror. Preposterous. That night I visited him with drinks to congratulate him on his success. Of course, I put some of the good stuff in his drinks, just some hard sleeping pills, the kind of drug you should not mix with alcohol on a good day. Frankie was knocked out and I knew what was next. I bound him, gagged him, and I drove him to Megyeri Cemetery. I knew the operation wouldn't be easy, but all you need is a convincing smile and some money. I found a plot that was already dug out, but not used up yet. I brought a casket and put his body in there. Putting him in the whole like that was difficult alone, it was not a pretty operation. The casket dropped, I heard the banging of his head, and suddenly, muffled screams. It wasn't loud enough through his gags to be audible to anyone else, but I could barely contain my laughter. When I put him in there finally, I was giddy to finish the impromptu burial. I left that night and hadn't visited since. After all, that would have been a risk, and going to jail would have probably been terrible for my career.

This was around 5 years ago now.

Assets And Liabilities

Assets

-0 Finances: Average
-12 Jack of All Trades
-3 Polyglot
Language: Mandarin, French, Spanish

Liabilities

+3 Deep Sleeper
+3 Nightmares
Subject: Evil fae, putting spells on him that make him sprout leaves and branches, that turn him into mud, ogres eating him, things of that nature
+6 Vengeful
+9 Fairy Rules