Tyler ne connaissait pas la voix de qui c'était, mais ils avaient l'air très authoitave et en ce moment c'était assez bon pour lui. Il se pencha immédiatement vers le son de la voix et commença à courir dans cette direction. Il a probablement sauvé sa vie, parce qu'à ce moment-là, le faisceau de tentacules qui étaient sur un parcours de collion pour frapper à travers sa poitrine se retrouvait se déchirant dans le tronc d'un grand arbre à la place.
Il entendit la fissure qui éclatait derrière lui, et se tourna pour regarder à droite comme les tentacules se déchiraient du tronc et le grand vieux arbre commença à tomber vers lui. Il s'échappa du sentier de l'arbre qui tomba et redoubla d'efforts alors que la chose tombait à terre à côté de lui, une branche égarée lui coupant la tête pendant qu'elle descendait. Il trébucha, tomba, roula vers ses pieds dans le même mouvement, et courut comme un ivrogne le reste du chemin avec une enflure saignante dans sa tête.
Malgré cela, il l'a fait. Il est arrivé aux gens qui avaient l'air de savoir comment gérer ça. Peut-être plus de sorciers. Il s'en est moqué, s'est promis qu'il ne reviendrait jamais à New York, et s'est effondré sur le visage à leurs pieds.
Real name: Tyler Bacon
Age: 29
Appearance: Tall, sort of out of shape Caucasian male with short brown hair. Built like someone who has only just recently started to show the effects of steady exorcise.
Personality: It is very rare to see Tyler Bacon truly happy, but on the other hand it's rare to see him truly angry. He mostly seems to exist in a state of perpetually perplexed melancholy, the strongest emotion he ever shows is annoyance. A very practically minded person whose sense of wonder seems to have shriveled up and died a long time ago, he's liable to be more impressed with someone starting a fire with a flint and steel than, say, obliterating and entire countryside with a concentrated blast of it. Generally stupid, having a very simple view of most all situations. Doesn't like to bother people with his problems.
History: Tyler is a traveler, though not by his own choice. A delivery man and furniture mover, he hit it off with a rich heiress named Stella Trombold while helping her move in to her new mansion. For the life of them their friends could not understand what she sees in him, but prevailing theory is that she enjoys his simplicity and the fact that he doesn't talk back much. Stella herself is a bit of an adventurer, and Tyler dutifully gets dragged along to the four corners of the Earth by her. He would much rather they be at home, doing something simple like watching television and while he's sure the bug and frogs and things are lovely if you like them, he would much rather have a sandwich. He tells her these things as often as they come up, but never actually finds it in his heart to refuse.
He is currently on another vacation right at this moment, Stella having given him a little free time to wonder about on his own.
Starting items: Small traveling bag, Guide to (Wherever he is before the first jump), three sandwiches, 2 bottled water, $650 cash allowance, small umbrella, cellphone.
Ability: Phantom Limb
A third hand that floats about independently of Tyler, controlled by his will. About as strong and dexterous as a normal human hand, but doesn't get tired and is much faster. Able to move freely through non-living things. Tyler always knows where the hand is.