Sunday, January 18, 2026

Expedition Leader, Tundor Milli


 Medium Humanoid (vinci): Archaeologist 3, Adroit Inventor 11

    This bookish-looking fellow has slicked back hair with a short ponytail. His eyes are alert and his nose seems to quiver with excitement.

    The man is a odd mixture of absent-minded professor and suave adventurer. He dresses in fine clothes that are quite tasteful, but seems to talk through people - not to them. It is well known that adroit inventors get a little... strange... as they develop their intellect, so maybe that's all this is.
    Although...
    There was that incident just after he came aboard the ship. He entered the kitchen and went beserk - screaming about filth in the room and heathens eating unspeakable things. He smashed the room to splinters while throwing most of the food and kitchenware off the side of the boat before calming down. Now he acts like nothing of the sort ever happened. He did replace all the pots and pans he threw overboard, but never confessed that he had anything to do with it. None of the crew seems to know what set the man off, but they hold their breath each time he enters the galley or the kitchen.
    It is said that Tundor has a secret benefactor - one that provides him with all the funding and resources he might need in his studies and strange tinkering. He certainly has spared no expense in obtaining the services of Captain Tranio and The Windscreamer. Nor is he stingy with how much he pays for his assistants and their equipment. There is a full-blown labrotory on board the ship with people doing all sorts of strange experiments and others writing notes around the clock.
    Not all of his workers seem to just be hired hands and minds, either. He has a devoted following of people who listen to his every word as if it were defining reality itself. These followers are lead by Binaca - a tough customer and brillant scholar in her own right.
    Tundor considers himself to be a man of logic and learning. He is very smart and seems to have studied more topics than most folk have even heard of, including "the mysteries of the planes", whatever those might be. He has been rather vauge about what he is searching for out amoung the Spice Islands, but whispers, "We are getting close now," to himself when he thinks no one can hear him.

Combat
    Tundor enjoys a good scrap and seems to be constantly looking to find one. He is very alert to threats and is always ready for a fight - even if it's just fisticufffs. He wears a fancy magical hand T-cannon on his hip and posseses an amazing quicksilver whip that seems to be made of liquid metal. Not only does he walk around armed no matter where he goes, but armored as well, wearing some glammered studded leather rubberized nickel armor that he brags he made himself - then paid a Maji to enchant it massively.

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