
You grew up in the unforgiving wastelands of Mythos Earth, a sprawling, desolate landscape that's littered with the decaying remnants of a once-great civilization. This is a place where concrete ruins erupt from the earth like forgotten tombstones, each crumbling structure a haunted relic of the old world. From an early age, you learned that survival was a daily struggle fought on multiple fronts: against the environment, against mutated creatures, and sometimes against other desperate souls like yourself.
The dangers of your home environment forced you to become resourceful. Scavenging isn't just a skill; it's a way of life. You can spot the gleam of valuable old-world metal under layers of grime or discern the faint hum of a dormant piece of technology among ruins. But scavenging also has its perils—decades-old traps, volatile machinery, and territorial raiders to name a few. Still, you persisted and honed your skills, finding a way to thrive where others merely survived.
Your intimate understanding of both technology and decay makes you valuable. You can rig an ancient generator to power a desperate village for another cold night, or maybe you've pieced together a rudimentary weapon from rusted scraps. It was you who navigated the dark labyrinthine interiors of dead skyscrapers or delved into subterranean rail systems, always with the thrill of discovering something invaluable—medical supplies, working tech, or maybe even books that held fragments of forgotten knowledge.
Fending off mutated creatures is another constant struggle. You know the signs of a radwolf stalking its prey or the eerie silence that precedes an attack by tunnel-dwelling horrors. You’ve seen the grotesque results of arcane and technological accidents—mutants, abominations, and monstrosities that defy natural order.
Your life has been one of isolation punctuated by brief, intense camaraderies. Trust is a rare commodity, and you've seen how quickly it can be spent. But for all its perils, the wasteland has also given you a peculiar kind of freedom, the wild liberty of the lone wanderer who answers to no one but the gods of survival and chance.
- Skill Proficiencies: Survival, Investigation
- Tool Proficiencies: Thieves' Tools
- Languages:
- Equipment: A set of common clothes, a crowbar, a bag of 10 random trinkets from old-world ruins, a belt pouch containing 15 gp
You granted the Scavenger's Eye feat.
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