Jamren Sabreeny's Screenies

[RagingPurpleGiant]

The Man With No Shits To Give Has Died In A Fight Over Feces

RIP JAMREN SABREEN
THE GODS DAMN PREFECT OF THE HOUSING VAULTS [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669096[/ATTACH]
 
(Picture credit goes to Ixion. You da man.)

The Core Concept
I made Jamren to see how far a character could get by having no useful skills, a horrible personality, but handing out money like it was going out of style. The character was constantly dirt poor in an attempt to buy the loyalty of others because it's the only way anyone would tolerate being around him for more than five minutes. I developed a nice long personal code of douchery for Jamren to ensure that his terrible attitude was more unique than just being a jerk to everyone, and ended up with a very entertaining little narcissist.

The Goal
Retire.

As far as Jamren was concerned the world ended the moment society moved underground and everything became terrifying and bizarre. When you already consider yourself dead the only thing left to live for are the few pleasures you can eek out of existance before being eaten, and for Jamren that meant doing and saying whatever he wanted all the time without compromise regardless of situation. He lacked a concern for public opinion of himself, gathering friends, or having allies, all he wanted out of however long he still had in life was not to have to give a shit about anything or anyone. The hope was for him to speed like a bullet toward cultivating a situation in which he could do that without reprecussion: A small personal kingdom of his own run entirely by hired thugs and goons ensuring he'd never have to leave his big mansion full of fancy exotic wines and ritzy prostitutes. A land where he'd be free to execute people who looked at him funny. A place where he could treat everyone like shit because it was swarming with thugs loyal only to the man with the most money, Jamren Sabreen. There he'd live out the rest of his days until the world finally ended free from the things that bothered him: Monsters, weird looking things, talkative people, and anyone who could try ordering him around.

Jamren's Background
Jamren was the son of a wealthy and kind hearted Nawab in Durpar. Jamren was giving everything he could want from an early age and became both very spoiled and very bored. Eventually he fell in with a tough crowd of bandits that raided trade caravans from Mulhorand and became their "leader" because he bought them anything they wanted, and he quickly realized they would tolerate him regardless of how terribly he treated them. Eventually his father learned of his activities and decided to disown him, which was when Jamren decided to pay one of his friends to smother his father to death, which failed miserably and resulted in Jamren being sent to a forced labor camp where he was sentenced to mine gold for the next five years. He'd planned to plot and scheme during those years, and work his way back into fortune and claim his father's Chaka for his own..

Unfortunately for him the world ended only a few months into his imprisonment and after his work camp was overrun he fled quickly into the opening portal which led to Sanctuary. Learning that the world had ended and he was doomed to spend his remaining years of life not in luxury, but rather penniless and in a cave he fell in with the Ibrandulite cult known as the Feasters in hopes to waste away in what small amounts of hedonistic luxury he could until Dendar consumed the world. Once the Feasters were slain in the cult war while Jamren was out buying wine, he resolved to leave the increasingly hostile and bizarre Lower to gamble everything on a shot at his dream of being left alone in luxury somewhere in Upper Sanctuary.

Screenies
Jamren loathed crazy rabble that madadventurers, physical contact, and although suicidally committed to his goals and attitude wasn't very keen on being around terrifying monsters. So naturally the majority of his screenshots are just boring bits of conversation with important NPCs, and that one quest he did with Agent Thynne to try to convince her to sell him a bunch of barrels of Crazygas to nuke half of the Housing Vaults to death. Unfortunately I seem to have missed all the good bits of dialogue, so we're left with what I've got.

Jamren walks in on Ma Murik and Castling arguing over appointing him to the Prefecture. Apparently the Chief Herald has something against loudmouth loansharks with an attitude problem. Ma on the other hand was thrilled!  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669087[/ATTACH]
 

Jamren Had Some Amazing Conflicts in the vaults in his early days as a prefect. I want to extend a personal thanks to the players of Rebecca Locke, Sand, Mattrem, and all the other Exile Collective players in the early days. That constant exciting PvP and struggles for control gave Jamren a purpose and really made the early days of Jamren Sabreen some of the best I've had on EfU. While I also want to thank the PC's who played Jamren's allies it was really the opposition that made the story such a blast. As a character who refused to engage in combat himself and relied on his confrontational attitude to spur others into action you're participation made all the difference. Without your Sherlock Holmes to constantly thwart and incite my Professor Moriarty I'd just be sitting in an inn sipping wine and scowling at people. You're the real MVP's, and always extremely courteous and supportive OOC. Here's a screenie of one of our many tense standoffs at the border of Resistance Row and Simm's Square.  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669094[/ATTACH]
 

Jamren's Big DM Quest Adventure with a large number of the playerbase's toughest characters ends when everyone dies in a terrifying battle against a swarm of driders in the Temple of Lloth. Fortunately Jamren survived invisible, wandered throughout the complex complaining about everyone's incompitance, solved the puzzles, and found the boss room. Jamren, refusing to stop being a dick in the face of certain death, demanded that the Drider Priestess sell him the artifact they'd come for for two-thousand coins and not a copper more. His ability to unflinchingly remain a dick even in the face of the powerful foe confused and frightened the creature, who mistakenly assumed Jamren was some powerful and dangerous entity that had battled his way through the temple. Eventually he threatened to have some thugs break the creature's legs and it ran away screaming, leaving Jamren alone and annoyed.  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669088[/ATTACH]
 

It Dropped Some DM Loot on it's way out. While fleeing screaming a ring fell of it's hand, and gave Jamren his one and only precious piece of DM loot. Apparently both Calculator and BoM got a good laugh at Jamren's astounding luck with some bluff and intimidate rolls. It also gives 12 SR, color spray 1/day, and +2 to bluff, intimidate, and persuade. Jamren would use it very little, but I treasured it and the memory very much.  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669089[/ATTACH]
 

Jamren Buys Crates and Crates of Bloodshot to equip some of his thugs, and in preparation for turning the Housing Vault's Militia into a swarm of bloodshot crazed anti-monster zealots in the final push to purge the vaults of the gross things Jamren didn't want to have to look at. He was more than willing to die trying, and he was exceptionally willing to kill all his supporters in the attempt, so bloodshot was the perfect drug for the prefect. Unfortunately his business partner Turncoat Tommy met his end and Jamren was unable to supply the militia with the terrifying drug, nor was he able to enact a costly murder-crusade to turn the vaults into the most "normal" part of Sanctuary (Aka: New Lower)..  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669090[/ATTACH]
 

Jamren Agrees To Meet Director Markem after slandering him over the sending system.  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669091[/ATTACH]
 

Jamren Was Never Very Polite To The Directorate unfortunately I missed the majority of the good quotes and the hilarious reactions, but needless to say neither Markem of Chief Herald Castling seemed to enjoy their meetings with Jamren. In the end things often worked out of Jamren's agenda and were boiling to an intense climax.  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669092[/ATTACH]
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And Now He's Dead, it was an amazing ride and I wish I'd seen it through to it's conclusion, but my new work schedule really limited my ability to play during EfU's peak game times. As a character who relied entirely on allies and enemies to push his story forward things really slowed to a halt when my playtimes shifted out of those of all his allies and enemies. Because I don't foresee that changing in the near future I thought it best to move on to a character that would rely on fewer specific PC's being online, and with more agendas that could be furthered without much oversight. I didn't expect Jamren Sabreen to survive more than a week with his stubborn and uncompromising personality that attracted so many enemies, but this little INT based rogue has become one of my longest and most prominent EfU characters. I hope none of you took his scowls too personally, you're all amazing players and I had a pleasure interacting with all of your characters, and I hope to get to know them on a deeper level with my next PC. :)  [ATTACH=CONFIG]n669095[/ATTACH]
 


!!11!!!JAMREN FACTS : KNOW YOUR SABREENS!1!!eleven!!  [LIST=1]

• SMILE TIME FACT Jamren Sabreen has only smiled two times during his time IG. Both times were in the Red Lantern while watching dancing skimpily dressed women.
  
• THE SABREEN DRINKING GAME Jamren has had 6 different drinking apparatuses. Every time he was beaten unconscious by a PC while holding a beverage it would shatter and he'd have to get a new one. He never bought any fancy glasses after his first, his father's old wine glass, broke during a brawl in the square with Clarence Carlyle.
  
• THE PREFECT STORM Clarence Carlyle, the unstoppable ego, ran into the immovable object that was Jamren's attitude problem on many occasions (all of which were among my favorite moments on the character). Clarence Carlyle has broken 3 of Jamren's 6 wine glasses.
  
• THE NAME GAME Jamren knew very few people's names. If you weren't important to his goal of retiring he'd give you a personalized nickname so he wouldn't have to remember. Some of my personal favorites: Book Guy, Snake Guy, Snake Woman, Giant, Skull Guy, and Spongehead. What was yours?
  
• RICH IN FRIENDS To keep allies around Jamren would spend money as fast as he could get it. He was completely broke for most of his career. During my first week playing the character Jamren spent over 2000 gold paying people to hold his wine glass for him. It was totally worth it.
  
• FREAKY FRIDAY Jamren didn't actually mutants or monsters. He just didn't want them in his neighborhood because he didn't like having to look at them because he thought they were gross.
  
• FRIENDSHIP'S THE BEST SHIP Jamren didn't have or want any friends. Any time someone referred to him as "my friend" he would immediately snap back "I'm not your friend". Two exceptions were made and I'm still kicking myself over them. He called Sebastian Snyderson "friend" when hiring him on as General of his mercenaries, and he let Arthur Vlach call him friend because he wanted to see if the Dragon's Lounge would have fancy wine and classy whores.
  

.I hope you all enjoyed your time with Jamren. He was a hard character to play at times, but I enjoyed every moment. Thank you all for putting up with him for these last few months. Some of the smallest interactions we'd have would make my night, and I hope you felt that too. I look forward to see you all on my next PC.

[Pentaxius]

Just sublime.

[Dauerschlaf]

D: Renatus will miss Jamren, his loving frenemy. I genuinely enjoyed the conflict with him and the EC!

[TheSpooky]

He was the opposite of everything I thought a Vault Prefect would be, but he was a perfect and special boy. I'm gonna miss this jerk.

[Bottom]

RIP best friend Sabreen.

One and only client of my no name mercenary band of gold and red people.

[Calixto]

Sabreen was a blast. A character who was a complete a**hole even in the face of - near - certain death and somehow managed to survive this far, creating hilarious situations along the way. Congratulations!