I call myself Abadin
I awoke, several years ago, in a greasy hotel in the slums of
-—. My left arm and right leg were no longer flesh but some mixture of biology and mechanics. Not understanding how I knew that and knew nothing before waking up confused me.
No clues were to be found in the room, the desk clerk told me the room was registered to A Badin. Leaving the Hotel I found myself surrounded by a cloud of what I thought were gnats but soon learned they are a part of me, the nanos give me power.
Since then, the School of Hard Knocks has taught me many things. I am wary of people, places and things, but my curiosity to find out who I was and what my intended use is keeps moving me forward. I can find and identify and use many Numenera and artifacts, searching for them constantly. I have learned to heal myself and sometimes others. I can open most locks or make them not work. I learned how to survive.
While traveling the Wandering Way meeting people is a part of life. This group seems to be headed the same way and eagerly shared food to give us all some variety – they will help me find answers to my past and my future.
I am Abadin.