Post-Apocalyptic
New Vance City is a post-collapse RPG where survival means customizing everything—classes, skills, races, and gear are all unique. Set in 2070, a year after the world cracked and the infected rose, this cyberpunk dystopia pulses with story-rich factions, brutal politics, and unforgettable characters. Forge your path in a smog-choked ruin where the line between savior and syndicate blurs with every shot fired. Fight zombies, raiders, and mutated creatures and test your survival in New Vance City!
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 growing up in 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.
| Played | 5545 times |
| Cloned | 199 times |
| Created | 124 days ago |
| Last Updated | 3 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Grand Councilor Eleanor
Level 5 Baseline Human Trader -
A pragmatic leader with a commanding presence, Eleanor is a survivor and a visionary, dedicated to rebuilding New Vance City amidst the ruins of a lost world.
Details
| Race | Baseline Human |
| Class | Trader |
| Level | 5 |
| Alignment | |
| Pronouns | She/Her |
| Location | -23, 121 |
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 | 75 |
| Credit | 10 |
| Cred-Bit | 10 |
appearance
Eleanor stands tall at just over five and a half feet, her frame lean from years of rationed living but strong with purpose. Her olive-toned skin is sun-faded and wind-worn, the kind that tells stories of work done outside climate control. Her high cheekbones frame steady, sea-glass green eyes—sharp and reflective, constantly scanning both people and systems. Her dark hair, streaked with gray, is cropped short in practical layers. She wears a tailored utility jacket marked with the glowing emblem of the Citadel Council, its fabric interwoven with light armor and built-in data ports. Cargo slacks, reinforced boots, and a holographic armband broadcasting her clearance level complete the look. A battered tool belt still hangs low on her hip, stocked with both planning instruments and a compact energy pistol. Her left brow carries a small scar. And clipped to her side is a laminated, faded ID card from a long-dead department: "Dept. of Urban Sustainability."
personality
Eleanor is a rare blend of warmth and ruthless efficiency. She listens before she speaks, values compromise over conflict, and genuinely mourns the freedoms that had to be traded for survival. While others in the Council lean toward authoritarianism, Eleanor advocates for slow reform, long-term stability, and maintaining a moral center amidst the darkness. She mentors young planners and coders, always pushing for balance between control and compassion.
backstory
Before the Collapse of 2069, Eleanor Salken was a senior infrastructure planner embedded deep in the civic heart of old New Vance. When the infection came and society fractured, she didn’t flee to bunkers or private enclaves—she stayed behind, organizing relief efforts and helping coordinate the mass migrations into the Citadel. Her calm under pressure and knowledge of old systems earned her a seat on the emergency governance panel, which would evolve into today’s Citadel Council. Now titled Grand Councilor, Eleanor directs the city’s rationing systems, citizen ID networks, and diplomatic strategies. Though some see her as a relic of bureaucratic optimism, others whisper she’s the only thing keeping the Citadel from becoming a techno-prison.
Stats
Strength
12
Dexterity
14
Constitution
14
Intelligence
16
Wisdom
15
Charisma
13
Armor Class
15
22
22
Max HP
38
Speed
30
HP
38 / 38 HP
XP
6,5006,500 XP13,999
Level 5
Equipped Items
Spellbook