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Ohlmahet Lanander cal’Mahan Isalanress 
Aspect: Water 
Anima: Peaceful, Rising Mist 
Nature: Savant 
Concept: Reluctant Magistrate and Master Bureaucrat 
 
Str 2 
Dex 3 
Stm 2 
 
Chr 3 
Man 4 
App 2 
 
Per 4 
Int 4 
Wts 2 
 
Brawling 3 
Performance 4 
Presence 3 
Lore 4 
Bureaucracy 5 
Occult 3 
Investigation 5 
Awareness 4 
Melee 1 
Ride 1 
Socialize 3 
Dodge 2 
Archery 1 
Linguistics 2 (High Realm & the local Lowland language) 
 
Backgrounds: 
Resources 3 
Backing 4 (Mandarin Hierarchy) 
Household 2 (He brought his family along with him) 
Reputation 3 (Former Head of the DSI & Demon Hunting Poet) 
Breeding 2 
 
Flaws: 
2pt. Disciple (Kharrin... His "apprentice") 
1pt. Unusual Appearance (Indigo hair) 
 
Compassion 2 
Conviction 2 
Temperance 3 
Valor 2 
 
Willpower 6 
Essence 3 
 
Charms: 
Language Learning Ritual 
Precision Observation Method 
Benevolent Master's Blessing 
Confluence of Savant Thought 
Drowning Embrace 
Blade-Deflecting Palm 
Indisputable Physical Anaysis Technique 
Scent-of-Crime Method 
Falsehood Unearthing Attitude 
Bloodhound's Nose Technique 
 
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His Description: 
Average height, with a light, slightly stooped build, oddly blue hair, and dark eyes.
Lanander is probably a little older than most of the others, and he brought his
wife, his children, his apprentice, and more-or-less the rest of his household
along with him on this posting since it looks like its going to take awhile...
Thus, he seems to be a little harried most of the time. 
 
 
His Monologue: 
 
Still waters dream 
Of autumn wheat; Sparrows rising, 
Reflecting winter. 
-from Lanander's ‘Seasons’ (Transition 3, Verse 7) 
 
Who am I, you ask? 
 
I am Lanander cal’Mahan Isalanress of the lineage of Ohlmahet. But that’s not
what you really wanted to know, is it? You wanted to know what use I may be to
you and how I came to be in this particular place at this particular time. 
 
An understandable curiosity… 
 
I came to this place from the center of the world, for I was born in the shadow
of the Great Mountain. I attended the Academy of the Thirteen Quills in
preparation for a life of quiet service to my family’s Lord, Gallian Lotus Fox, Chosen of the Twilight, in the capacity of Principle Scribe as my ancestors
have done before me since the young days of Creation. Alas… that peaceful life
of ink and parchment was not to be. 
 
You must understand, my Lord Gallian is a brilliant man. He is an ambitious and
visionary man. He is not, however, a man with much patience for details and it
has fallen upon his poor servants to keep many of his projects running smoothly
when he moves on to other things. He is known for his boundless creativity, my
worthy Lord, and thus has the number of his projects increased with every
passing year… while the number of we, his devoted servants, often has not. Many
among us have become things which we would not have dreamed of in our younger
days. A cook becomes a keeper of the menagerie. A guard captain becomes an
engineer… A scribe becomes a magistrate. A poet becomes a demon slayer. 
 
It was in that way that I found myself placed in charge of the daily operations
of the Division of Scientific Inquiry when Lord Gallian moved on to designing
palaces for the Lords of the West. It was fortunate that my temperament was
well suited to the task. Proof, I suspect, of my Lord’s wisdom. For several
years I went about my duties with no undue incident and… if I may be so bold as
to say so… I would like to think that my performance in that capacity pleased
my Lord. Our Division of Scientific Inquiry even came to the attention of the
Assembly once, when we solved the notorious case of the missing watch-tower. I
had a few small adventures of my own… the tales of which have grown far beyond
the measure of the deeds, I’m sorry to say… but it was largely a peaceful post,
and I had thought to spend the rest of my days content in the task to which I
had been appointed. 
 
Alas, that life was also not to be. 
 
As I have said, my Lord Gallian is a visionary man… He looks always towards the
future… And so, when others of the Chosen told him of a new kingdom but
recently settled, he began to ponder the many ways in which such a location
might be improved. It was, he said, as if they'd been given an empty canvas
upon which to create a masterpiece. When those others among the Chosen mentioned that this kingdom was a bit… lawless yet… it was my humble fate which they
and the Heavens sealed. 
 
Thus have I come to this place, with the blessing and the charge of my Lord to
set it to order, and to see that the Laws are followed and the populace brought
into the light of civilization and justice. Looking about me, I think that this
will not be an easy task, but then, the paths that we must follow are not often
easy ones. 
 
The noble Gallian, I fear, has already forgotten that he sent me here...

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