Bare Nuckelavee

SIX BACKGROUNDS DREAMT BY AN INSOMNIAC (Troika)

I haven’t been sleeping much, so I wrote some Troika! backgrounds instead. They are mostly concerned with bodily fluids, cosmic mistakes, and terrible jobs. Use them the next time you need to roll up a replacement character after the party gets digested by a dimensional garbage truck.

1. Astral Whaler's Orphan

You were born in the belly of a leviathan that swims between the spheres. You smell faintly of ambergris and ozone. The crew left you at a spaceport on a plastic asteroid when you were eight. You're still looking for them, or maybe you're just looking to get paid.

2. Defrocked Gastromancer

You used to read the future in the entrails of golden geese, until the Guild caught you eating the profits. Now you make do with pigeon guts, synthetic sausages, and stale prophecies.

3. Misprinted Demiurge-spawn

God made man in his image. You were printed on a machine with a jammed metaphysical cartridge. You're smeared, entirely two-dimensional in certain lighting, and completely furious about it.

4. Gland-Harvester of the Third Sphere

The aristocrats of the upper spheres need new glands to feel new emotions. You cut them out of the poor who feel enough emotions as it is. It’s a living. You have a terrible bedside manner, but an incredibly steady hand.

5. Echo-Monger

You collect interesting sounds in glass jars and sell them to deaf poets. You haven't spoken a word in years, mostly because your own voice is too valuable to give away for free.

6. Porcelain Homunculus (Chipped)

You were built to pour tea for a wizard who died a thousand years ago. After sweeping the same tower for a millennium, you finally decided to go outside. You are fragile, technically immortal, and easily startled.