Salitre

Name: Salitre

Gender: Male

Race: Unicorn

Class: Sapper (Rog/Smi)

Skills:
-Natural Catalyst: passive; Your horn allows you to manipulate magic as if it were just another limb. You always count as having a Catalyst in addition to other equipment.
-Unicorn Telekinesis: spell; You possess the unique ability of telekinesis, manipulating objects with your mind and sheer force of will. Complex tasks and heavier objects may require more focus.
-Hornlight: spell; Never get caught in the dark without a light again. You can use your horn to cast a minor light spell illuminating your immediate area or as a flashlight to search for objects. +1 bonus to perception at night or in dark areas. This cannot be used to blind enemies.
-Sabotage: Recharge 3; Ensures something will go horribly, horribly wrong when it needs to. Takes one turn to rig the target. Once rigged, the Smith can, at will, call a single critical hit on it starting from the next turn. Aware, alert, complex and large targets are hard to rig. Doesn't break stealth on success. No more than one "untriggered" sabotage may be on a target at once.
-Stealth: become hidden. Enemies cannot attack you until you reveal yourself. An attack used in stealth Autocrits. Can be used at DC8 in combat.
-Appraise: instant; Determine the number of remaining hits and wounds on an enemy, and possibly weaknesses. More powerful enemies may be harder to Appraise. Out of combat, quickly determine value of objects, study mechanisms and documents, size up other ponies, etc.
-Tinker: Can repair broken objects, restore negative quality weapons to +0, fix up worn down loot to make it more valuable or get a poorly working mechanism back into shape.

Talent: Demoman: Salitre can rig an additional target for Sabotage, and gets +1 to the skill.

H/W: 5/5

Gear:
-Locked and chained wooden crate full of explosives
-Remote detonator
-Key to the crate
-Notepad and pencil
-Copy of 'Don Quixote'
-Seemingly limitless supply of frag grenades (Ranged)
-Monkey wrench (Single)
-Box of cigarettes + lighter
-Fuel can (one time use only)
-Coinpurse (200 bits)

Traits:
Salitre is a mercenary hailing from Mexicolt, specializing in demolitions. He always appears deadpan, rarely cracking a smile, being surprised by very little and remaining ever calm even in the face of imminent danger. He takes his job extremely seriously, priding himself in his demolition skills.
He was born to a family of florists, which he found to be an incredibly dull affair. He helped his parents around the place until the age of 15, when the laundry next door exploded due to a gas leak. Amazed by the power of the explosion (often calling it a sign from the Gods), he soon left the flower shop behind and left to seek his fortune elsewhere, hoping to learn how to use such power. He went into training for a while as a pyromancer, but was never able to master magic properly outside of incredibly basic spells and so turned to ordnance instead. Despite having abandoned his family, Salitre keeps in correspondence with them when he can via the mail, and has a healthy relationship with them, often sending them money so they can open up another shop.
Salitre is a tall, thin, somewhat unsavory-looking unicorn with a yellow coat and an oily black mane that he wears swept back. He sports an impressive bushy moustache that covers his upper lip, and moves around somewhat when he speaks. He looks perpetually weary, with bags under his eyes and a five o' clock shadow to boot. He does not seem to have much of a sense of humor, although this is most likely due to the language barrier. He is somewhat snarky when he does speak, but despite his standoffish attitude is loyal to those he befriends. He can understand Equish just as well as any other pony, but his speaking skills are quite lacking, often speaking with fragmented grammar. His greatest passion is making things explode, but he also has a knack for drawing and painting, often practicing his sketches while at rest. He also carries around a battered old copy of his favorite book, Don Quixote, which he has read dozens of times.
While not at work, he owns a dingy apartment in Manehattan that he retires to, often painting or reading. He is very private, having little to no people that he'd consider to be friends. He is distrustful of ponies in general, as well as the media, and does not own a television as a result. He also has no interest in sharing his personal life with anypony, keeping to himself most of the time.