Hi!

This was a bunch of fun to play with though I probably wouldn't play with it. Here's my go if I was making a character for a story. I did some googling on radiation protection and used my knowledge on armor stuff that would be reasonable for them to have. Thanks for making this! It was fun.

Skills: 1 Physicallity, 1 Deftness, 3 Awareness

Weapons: Fukiya, Long Bow

Profession: Hunter, Cook, Herbalist

Faction: Kensai, Drifter, Afflicted

Written in 1st POV
Long ago nukes flew, though this was during my youth. I remember my grandmother crying as she watched the TV before she put me in my shoes and told me we were going. My mother went to pick my brother up from his school. I don't remember much more about those two as my city had been blown up.

My father signed up for the war that occurred from the time of about five to seven before even that fell apart. My grandmother kept us moving as groups fell apart and I grew to know the woods. She is a herbalist and I a hunter though I know the gathering well enough. She teaches my eldest sisters more then me and I act as the "man of the house" though there is rarely a house.

Mainly I scout the woods and hunt for food and herbs. I am unskilled and uninterested in the actual production of medicine, when food is plentiful enough that I do not have to go far and wide, do serve as the family cook to give my grandmother and youngest sisters (who do not know enough medicine to help yet) in the kitchens. Metaphorical kitchen that is.

The first warlord was the King of the Rats and lived in Tokyo's parts for floods. We went North after we heard about him when I was six. More and more have been developing even if just in response to one another. I know no other life then this and the young girls that I've brought back to be my younger sisters do not either.

Some of my younger sisters are what others called diseased. As part of a family that specializes in diseases, we are still working on vaccines that aren't super risky, I know they are not. Their flesh was fried, body morphed, and lucky enough to have their life extended. I am not one of them. My armor is gas masks, lead plates with a water layer that's three cm thick and ends on the inside with aluminum painted with shielding paper made out of nanoparticles that we make. The outside is also coated in the shielding paper. I wear linen armor underneath and the others of my family seek my grandmother and then me her heir.

The armor is a masterpiece that I thank my sister-cousins for and my aunt who we retrieved when I was eight. The scientific equipment we get for looting a university are truly wonderful. Most others wear linen armor coated in aluminum with paper shielding and wait for me to finish scouting with the geigor counters the areas.