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Kyra 'Asset' Vost - Details

STR

10 (0)

DEX

10 (0)

CON

10 (0)

INT

10 (0)

WIS

10 (0)

CHA

10 (0)

Administer

2

Connect

2

Exert

2

Fix

-2

Heal

-2

Know

-1

Lead

1

Notice

-1

Perform

-2

Pilot

0

Program

2

Punch

0

Shoot

0

Sneak

0

Stab

0

Survive

-3

Talk

-1

Trade

1

Work

-1

MAX HP

30

Speed

30 ft

Occupation

Chief Wellness Officer / Black Market Medical Broker

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Scarcity Broker / Tech-Healer

AC

10

Age

41

Species

Human (Cybernetically Enhanced)

Gender

Female


Backstory

Kyra Vost was born as 'Intern #8904' within the claustrophobic hierarchy of The Spire of Dividends on Encarys. Assigned to the janitorial 'Sanitation Division' (Menial/Cleaner) at age six, she spent her youth scrubbing the bio-filters of the Majority Shareholders' life-extension tanks. It was there, amidst the hum of ancient machinery and the stench of recycled air, that she realized the 'Gods of the Market' were just frail corpses sustained by machinery she could learn to control.

Possessing a natural aptitude for the Spire's ancient code (Program 2), Kyra embezzled processing power to download forbidden medical archives. She didn't learn to heal with her hands—she learned to automate the machines that decide who lives. Clawing her way up the corporate ladder through blackmail and efficiency, she achieved the rank of 'Middle Management' (The Elite), becoming the Spire's Chief Wellness Officer.

However, she despises the 'Corporate Culture' (Hates her job) and the senile Shareholders who treat her as a glorified mechanic. Her implants, installed to maximize her efficiency, grant her perfect recall, which she uses to track every debt owed to her. She is a healer in name only; in practice, she is a gatekeeper. If you want the autodoc to close your wound, you pay Kyra's premium. If you can't pay, she cites 'Supply Chain Issues' and watches you bleed. Her secret goal is to amass enough 'liquid assets' to crash the Shareholders' life-support systems (Revenge) and buy passage off-world with The Mortal Veil.


Description

Kyra presents a jarring silhouette of corporate sterility and cybernetic intrusion. At 41, her posture is rigid, draped in a high-collared, pinstripe executive suit that has been meticulously patched to maintain the illusion of opulence. Her most striking features are her eyes—completely replaced by blank, mirrored silver lenses that constantly whir as they autofocus and record transactions. Her skin is pale, almost translucent from a life without sunlight, with visible sub-dermal wiring tracing up her neck like blue veins. Her hands are manicured but cold, often tapping rhythmically against her thigh as if counting down seconds. She carries the scent of ozone and strong chemical antiseptic.
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