REDACTED, undaunted by his luck with rolling, tossed the dice again. A 5 on a d10, which translates to a 3 on a d5. Three minor mutations. That's not so bad, the GM must have been thinking. Could have been worse. Could have been... REDACTED rolled for one of his minor mutations. 100, then 100. That, if you did not know, turned minor to major mutation, and then the most major of major mutations. Hellspawn. Hellspawn that is OBVIOUSLY CHAOS IN ORIGIN. Let's just say, Victus Khan looked... difficult.
He now had From the Beyond, Daemonic, Fear Rating 2 and a Psy Rating of 2. He makes eight out of every ten "normal" people go into shock just for seeing him.
REDACTED continued. Two more rolls to go, he said. Fucker. Two more rolls. Tox Blood and Brute. Thats a +10 to resist poison, +10 to S and T, and -10 to Ag. Also -1d10 to both Fel and Int. He rolled a 1 for Fel, and a 10 for Int. Oh goodie. A retard strong daemonic Adept with an Int of 22 that makes people gibber when they see him. Who is also psychic. And has toxic blood. But no! said REDACTED. He's a good, religious Imperial Worlder. Certainly he would either be shamed enough to turn himself in or kill himself just to be sure!
Well, yes, maybe. If his Int wasn't now 12. This, by the way, puts his mind on the equivalent level as a small child's Strength. He wasn't too sharp. The GM mulled this over, and while he mulled it over, REDACTED put together the last bits of his... character.