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[sitandspin]

Name: War Crier (Before becoming the War Crier his name was Snare)
Canon: Mad Max

Age:25 - 30ish
Physical Description: He's about 5'6" and generally fit. Here's what the War Criers look like when not sitting in their chairs:


Like all War Boys he's covered in chalk dust, brands and various scars. It would be under his mask too but here's a pic of him with some of that washed off:


Here's what his face would be painted up like under the mask:


As for the scars and brands, he has a drum branded across his upper back, below the Immortan Joe symbol on his neck. His left arm has Scrotus' symbol (which can be seen on the guy in the background of this photo) and his left leg has a really deep scar running the whole length of it that's being held together with metal and leather strapping. That can be seen on the arm of the guy in the foreground:


Clothing: He wears a linen mask over his face that is tattered into tendrils down the back that resemble dreadlocks. He's always shirtless though sometimes he's wearing a harness that the drum would hook into. He has two basic outfits, the chair outfit and the war rig outfit. War Rig is the one in the photo above with the skirt and the hanging bags. Chair outfit is a pair of cargo pants with a bunch of straps and pockets (the pants that are shown in the photo of the face paint up there but without the crotch cut out) along with gloves and arm bracers.

Here's what his Chair looks like:




Background: War Criers are chosen for their ability to ignite battle rage in their comrades. They don't actually fight, but stoke the rage in the fighters around them.

Snare was born in Gastown a part of the Wasteland under Immortan Joe's control, ruled by his son Scrotus. He was part of the War Rig convoy but after Immortan's fall he was dispatched to one of the outposts that were under constant attack from other groups rebelling against Scrotus' control.

Personality: The War Crier is not exactly smart, and he's illiterate. He thinks that fighting or breaking things can solve any problems and doesn't think further ahead than maybe a few minutes. He's impulsive and violent, single mindedly focused on his drums and on battle. But he's also incredibly naive and could be easily tricked or exploited.

He's not the best fighter, since he's normally hanging out in a chair above all that. But he's tenacious and won't back down unless he actually thinks he's going to die.

As a War Crier he's revered by the War Boys. He's there to help them be better fighters and seal their places in Valhalla upon their death. War Boys are not afraid to die, in fact they welcome it. However; they need someone to witness their glorious death in order to live again, so if he's alone he's not all that eager to die.

Here's some of the things War Criers say when they're the last person left in a camp.