delcha Fleet profile

Name: Delcha reddey
Fleet/Ancestor style name: Factotum Dogsbody
Blood Colour: 997700 (hue 47) (prefers anon #555555 for as long as he can socially get away with)
Fetch Modus: Suitcase
Strife: Pipekind (i.e. lead pipe)
Power: Psychometry, able to read information from objects including how old they are and who has interacted with them

Your name is Delcha Reddey, armchair philosopher, scrounger, information trader, all round grifter.

You don't exactly have a stable well defined role on the ship. A general peon doing all the little things that other crew feel are beneath them or are other occupied. You try avoid hard back breaking labour, even though you actually volunteer for all sorts of jobs to curry favour. In fact the number of tasks that found themselves needing doing suspiciously rose since you arrived. All part of the plan as long as you are doing something that can be half-assed with quick fixes. Or as you like to say, work smarter not harder.

You are a consummate and compulsive liar. At this point you can't help it, you lie even when it doesn't help you or when you could easily be found out. It's gotten you into troublesome situations many times over the sweeps but you've clawed your way out of just as many through quick wits and the gift of the gab. You have upwardly mobile aspirations and feel the need to lie about knowledge, skills, and achievements to impress people above you. You keep your blood anonymous for as long as you can figuring people might guess higher. Although your speech is full with a particular slang from where you grew up, you litter it with highblood terms for things. You frequently get them wrong, mixing up their words for load gaper and absolution trap.

You are an antique collector, keeping them in your suitcase. No that isn't a euphemism for stolen goods, although you might know where to find some of those if someone so desired. Your collection would look like junk to most people, and in some cases they'd be right. You define antiques as any bit of gubbins that looks like it's seen a lot of history. You can read that history off the auras with your powers of psychometry, and it's this information that you hoard. The way you see it any old brutish mug could come along and take all your worldly possessions (and you don't trust the value of the ceagar anyway) but what you know up in your pan will stay with you till you're dead.

With all this information hoarded you can get a little philosophical. Given your penchant for BULLSHITERY a troll could be sceptical, but this isn't you making stuff up like usual. You do have a genuine interest in works regarding the nature of life and existence in general. Not to mention the metaphysical aspects only someone of your psychic persuasion such as yourself might be aware of such as ghosts and the like. You value such philosophical musing as much as any mundane information.

Your trolltag is ________ and youre missing a certain letter that comes between  g and i plus some punctuation as well but seeing as you litter your speech with obscure slang thats the least of your troubles