Post-Apocalyptic

Survival in New Vance

Pollution

In 2070, a zombie virus threatens mankind. A futuristic, dystopian, cyberpunk test of survival!

Author's Note: The year is 2070, one year after the Collapse. The place? New Vance City. Skeletal remains of skyscrapers pierce the smog-choked sky. Patches of overgrown desert flora claw at cracked asphalt. Inside, survivors try to make the best of their fragile existence, repurposing solar panels and scavenging for supplies. Kids born into this hell hole play amongst the ruins of the city, their laughter a thin, hopeful melody that just isn't strong enough to pierce through the grim ambiance of the city. Life here is filled with nothing but scarcity and fear. Every creak in the night, every flicker in the solar grid, every hum or buzz... It's all enough to send shivers down your spines. Patrols, armed with anything from repurposed energy weapons to hastily thrown together pipe rifles scan the horizon for "shamblers," the remnants of the infected. Yet amidst the hardship, the community is still blooming. New Vance City still stands, at least for now. A flickering candle in the encroaching darkness of a world forever changed.

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Silas Cross

Level 20 Glower Hacker -

Silas, a ghostly Glower Scavenger, is the enigmatic leader of the Shadow Syndicate, manipulating the economy and information in New Vance City from the shadows.

Details

Race	Glower
Class	Hacker
Level	20
Alignment
Pronouns	He/Him
Location	-432, 348

Skills

Acrobatics

Animal Handling

Arcana

Athletics

Deception

History

Insight

Intimidation

Investigation

Medicine

Nature

Perception

Performance

Persuasion

Religion

Sleight Of Hand

Stealth

Survival

Ispreparedcaster

Isspellcaster

Currencies

Solar Credit	50
Credit	30
Cred-Bit	40

appearance

A male Glower Hacker with bioluminescent skin patches, wearing a tattered cloak that blends into the shadows. His eyes glow faintly, reflecting the flickering screens around him. He has short, unkempt hair and a gaunt face, marked by the harsh realities of survival. His hands are calloused, showing signs of both manual labor and delicate manipulation of technology. He is surrounded by salvaged tech, with a holographic map of New Vance City projected in front of him, displaying areas of Syndicate activity.

personality

Silas Cross is a calculated enigma, a master manipulator who operates from the shadows. He's pragmatic, valuing information and control above all else. He's ruthless, exploiting the city's desperation to solidify the Syndicate's power. His intelligence is sharp, allowing him to anticipate moves and manipulate events. He is patient, building his network and influence over time. He is a master of secrecy, using coded messages and anonymous intermediaries to protect his identity. He is a cold strategist, viewing people as assets or liabilities. He is a skilled negotiator, able to forge alliances and manipulate rivals. He is a phantom, a whisper in the dark, feared and respected in equal measure. He is a collector of secrets, valuing information above all else. He is a survivor, adapting to the harsh realities of the post-Collapse world. He is a dealer of information, and goods, trading secrets like currency. He is a ghost, moving unseen, unheard, and unknown.

backstory

Silas Cross, a ghost in New Vance City's neon-drenched ruins, emerged from the Collapse's ashes. Whispers paint him as a Citadel exile, a mutated survivor, or a tech-seer with pre-Collapse data. He forged the Shadow Syndicate, a black market titan controlling illicit goods, tech, and crucial information. He infiltrated Gear Rat operations, subverted Hydro Hegemony deals, and even traded with the Static Cult, securing rare tech and water. He manipulates Cred and Solar Credit, forging currencies, and controlling the city's economy. His informants, from street kids to Citadel spies, feed him secrets, allowing him to anticipate rivals and manipulate markets. Silas, a phantom, wields information like a weapon, his whispers the most valuable, and dangerous, currency in this shattered world.

Stats

Strength

Dexterity

Constitution

Intelligence

Wisdom

Charisma

Armor Class

Max HP

160

Speed