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Even the most casual of glances at the life of Martin, bastard son of Random of Amber, would see a trail of blood loss and blithe carelessness of the integrity of skin (his and that of other people) a mile wide.
Which is not to say that he takes his hobby as an EMT lightly, just that if you're in his way he'll incapacitate you and then patch you up all pretty.
Regardless, the idea of him as a yuppie is enough of a terrifying thought that there is no argument when he asks for the usual assortment of dead animal, salad, and coffee (black, still boiling).
This player sure as hell isn't going to try to make him be a yuppie.
Which is not to say that he takes his hobby as an EMT lightly, just that if you're in his way he'll incapacitate you and then patch you up all pretty.
Regardless, the idea of him as a yuppie is enough of a terrifying thought that there is no argument when he asks for the usual assortment of dead animal, salad, and coffee (black, still boiling).
This player sure as hell isn't going to try to make him be a yuppie.