Adam Spencer

Resistance info-broker

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Adam Spencer
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Joined: Mon Apr 22, 2019 2:28 pm
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Race: Human
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Writer: Costello
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Mon Apr 22, 2019 2:39 pm

Adam Spencer

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Race: Human
Birthday: Yaris 57 2693
Age: 25
FC: Robert James-Collier
Place of Origin: Vienda, Anaxas
Current Location: Vienda
Occupation: Information-broker, journalist
Organization: The Resistance
Archetype: INTP: The Logician
Player Name: Costello

Physical Description

Adam's slightly built for a human, but at a rangy six feet, not short enough to mistake for a galdor. He's got the look of an intellectual about him, with fine features, deep-set eyes, and a shock of dark hair. What he lacks in relative physical strength, he makes up for in deftness and alertness. Always clad in a manner suitable for the occasion, he favors neutral clothing to anything more striking, but what he does have is neat and well-kept. His speech is crisp and measured, though occasionally a bit too fast to follow when a mercurial idea strikes him.

Personality

In his daily life, Adam is the human contact for Vienda papers; he mostly works for the Vienda Weekly, but he'll dash off a few lines for some of the regular magazines as well. The galdori believe him to be a steady source of info in places they don't deign to set foot, and that's largely true. To most of the world, he presents a neutral face, not politically minded or particularly interested.

However, to those in the Resistance who know him, he's got an almost singleminded focus in setting up his broadsheet. The Gadfly, set for release in summer 2719, aims to tell the literate humans (who will then tell the illiterate ones) what the real story is. His focus on it would border on the maniacal were he not making actual progress; the driven fellow beneath the bland reporter's mask would surprise those galdori with whom he acquaints himself.

Deep down, he's a driven, focused man. His life's work is making sure that's only apparent in the written word, and only anonymously, and that the wrong people -- from Seventen on up -- never catch on to his plans.

Backstory

Born a couple of years before the turn of the century, Adam Spencer was destined for relative mediocrity. The middle son in a large household of laborers, he wasn't singled out for any particular interest. Left to roam, his education an afterthought, he was lucky enough to land a job sweeping up at the library. Putting two and two together didn't take long, but it was a few long weeks before he could put titles together. Titles led to frontispieces, which led to full books.

He was smart enough to keep this burgeoning literacy a secret for as long as he coud, but eventually the proverbial fort dropped. He was fifteen and more clever than thoughtful, and accidentally let it slip to some galdor's overconfident daughter that he could read better than she. The girl was incensed, and took the first opportunity possible to rat him out to the library staff. But, perhaps unfortunately in the long run for galdori society, the staff took pity on Adam. They couldn't keep him on the library staff, but they could find an apprenticeship for him somewhere that suited his skills: the daily papers. A long three years ensued before he got his name in the paper, on a tiny article on the back page about human social gossip.

But it was an opening, and it was useful. That back page single column article led to larger and larger ones, and he eventually became less anonymous. In this case, though, he was more thoughtful than he previously had been, and when the Resistance came calling as the result of an onlooker who had been reading his articles, he stepped blindfolded into the How with his eyes nonetheless wide open.

As time progressed, he simply started to leave some human gossip out of his articles. There were never any lies -- not exactly -- but there were some things that went untold to the papers, and there were some embellishments of minor materials made to look like they were much bigger than they actually were. He was a careful dissembler, but eventually that became less worthwhile than his new project: he would publish a paper of his very own, come what may.

The Gadfly has been his passion project for a little over a year now. Carefully storing away a little money at a time, he has been arranging things so he can get his hands on a mimeograph. The first edition will be handwritten in a penmanship not his own, set for release in the summer, but copies will be easily obtained via that mimeograph. He's squared it away with his cell leader, and Jon Serro hasn't said not to do it -- and Adam takes that as a sign of agreement at present.

It's put something of a dent in his personal life, not that he's had much of one to begin with. He's had to keep moving to avoid suspicions about the gap between his paycheck and his lifestyle. At the moment, he maintains a fixed address he hasn't lived at for a matter of weeks. None of that matters to him if the paper goes out, though -- anonymously published and containing the truth about who was really behind the riots, it'll be timely enough to cause the cataclysm he's spent years waiting for and working towards.
Aptitude Skills

Mental
Score: Good
Physical
Score: Average
Social
Score: Good

Focus Skills

Combat

N/A

Linguistics

Estuan: Fluent
Riverword: Conversational
Tek: Conversational

Magic

N/A

Professional

Journalist: Proficient
Printmaking; Proficient
Law: Beginner


Career and Income

Occupation

Adam works as a face of the humans for the galdori publications that exist in Vienda, although his occupation takes him to Brunnhold and Old Rose Harbor fairly regularly and perhaps even beyond. On the sly, however, he's been working for some months to set up an underground paper for the literate humans who exist in Vienda, with an information network ready to roll to disperse the major points of the articles through gossip in human quarters.

Income: Average

Of average wealth, but with higher mobility than one might expect from that bracket, Adam lives simply to the point of ascetism-- mostly because he's been funneling what money he makes towards the paper he's been working on setting up. He's got a rented room and a rented bed; he's sold off the second chair he had for the table, and the landlord hasn't noticed yet. The one thing he takes pains about is to be presentably dressed for working in close proximity to the galdori.


Housing and Inventory

Housing: Rented Room

(Note: Housing is intentionally lower tier.) A room somewhere in the slums (it's often moved), Adam's rental is always as-is, and he'll make do with whatever's there. His personal possessions are intentionally made to be carried with him if and when he needs to move. He maintains a fixed address for his job, but he hasn't lived there for some weeks.

Inventory


(Note: Inventory is intentionally lower tier.)
  • Three or four changes of clothing (one nice suit)
  • One multi-use pocket knife ("Sheffield contrivances, assuming the exterior - though a little swelled - of a common pocket knife; but containing, not only blades of various sizes, but also screw-drivers, cork-screws, tweezers, awls, pens, rulers, nail-filers, countersinkers." TM Hermann Melville).
  • Journalist's writ.
  • Set of toiletries.
  • Sturdy knapsack (big enough to carry all but nice suit).


Goals

  • Publish the Summer 2719 inaugural issue of The Gadfly.
  • Establish the paper as a legitimate alternative news source in Vienda and beyond.
  • Make and maintain contacts in Brunnhold and beyond to funnel the paper throughout Anaxas and, eventually, Vita as a whole.
  • Keep up a reliable public face to the galdori.

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