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== The Last Soldier == | == The Last Soldier == | ||
− | <b><i>Character Names:</b></i> | + | <b><i>Character Names:</b></i>Sergeant-Major Donovan Corcoran, "The Last Soldier"<br> |
− | <b><i>Exalted Type: </b></i> Sidereal | + | <b><i>Exalted Type: </b></i> Sidereal, Chosen of Battles<br> |
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− | <b><i>Concept: </b></i><br> | + | <b><i>Nature: </b></i><nowiki>Martyr/Caregiver</nowiki> <i>(haven't decided which yet)</i><br> |
+ | <b><i>Demeanor: </b></i>Monster<br> | ||
+ | <b><i>Concept: </b></i>dogged pursuer of conflict<br> | ||
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+ | <b><i>Apparent Age: </b></i>43<br> | ||
+ | <b><i>Sex: </b></i>Male<br> | ||
+ | <b><i>Height: </b></i>5'11"<br> | ||
+ | <b><i>Weight: </b></i>185lbs<br> | ||
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− | <b><i> | + | <b><i>Anima:</b></i> Beginning with a dull crimson glow, Sharad's anima wells out into a spiralling cloud of vermillion orbs so close-knit as to seem to be united. Close observation might discern scenes within each sphere - soldiers massing for war, arrows in flight, the fallen hero bleeding to death. They are never pleasant scenes.<br> |
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− | <b><i> | + | <b><i>Charm Theme: </b></i>Battle! Chaos, conflict, destruction, pain, glory, brutality, grace, victory.<br> |
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== Description == | == Description == | ||
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− | + | Corcoran's age shows, and shows hard. His features are strong, with prominent cheekbones and nose, a sharp, lean jawline - he was probably rather dashing as a young soldier, but as the bloom of youth faded from him, the dignity of age replaced it. Long days in the sun haven't just bronzed his skin, but have tightened it, lending it a weathered quality, lending his face a sense of wisdom and experience. There's always a twinkle in those red eyes, though it's rarely a mirthful one.<br> | |
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− | + | There is a distinct dichotomy to him - he can seem perfectly calm and rational, thoughtful, introspective, but his insatiable taste for violence and simple knack for it have lent him a reputation as a ferocious killer with little beyond bloodshed on his mind. In truth, though, this is an act. The savage abandon he displays in combat, and the endless eagerness for battle is simply his way of acknowledging and utilizing his Mars-given strengths to further his goals; goals which, surprisingly, rarely include his own glory. Within his own mind, he is not the priest of conflict, the sergeant on the battlefield, or even the last soldier. To his own conscience, Donovan is a vengeful sentinel keeping watch over Creation, striking with reckless abandon, frequently to his own detriment.<br> | |
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=== Merits, Flaws === | === Merits, Flaws === |
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Contents
The Last Soldier
Character Names:</b>Sergeant-Major Donovan Corcoran, "The Last Soldier"
<b>Exalted Type: </b> Sidereal, Chosen of Battles
<b>Nature: </b>Martyr/Caregiver (haven't decided which yet)
<b>Demeanor: </b>Monster
<b>Concept: </b>dogged pursuer of conflict
<b>Apparent Age: </b>43
<b>Sex: </b>Male
<b>Height: </b>5'11"
<b>Weight: </b>185lbs
<b>Anima:</b> Beginning with a dull crimson glow, Sharad's anima wells out into a spiralling cloud of vermillion orbs so close-knit as to seem to be united. Close observation might discern scenes within each sphere - soldiers massing for war, arrows in flight, the fallen hero bleeding to death. They are never pleasant scenes.
<b>Charm Theme: </b>Battle! Chaos, conflict, destruction, pain, glory, brutality, grace, victory.
Description
Corcoran's age shows, and shows hard. His features are strong, with prominent cheekbones and nose, a sharp, lean jawline - he was probably rather dashing as a young soldier, but as the bloom of youth faded from him, the dignity of age replaced it. Long days in the sun haven't just bronzed his skin, but have tightened it, lending it a weathered quality, lending his face a sense of wisdom and experience. There's always a twinkle in those red eyes, though it's rarely a mirthful one.
There is a distinct dichotomy to him - he can seem perfectly calm and rational, thoughtful, introspective, but his insatiable taste for violence and simple knack for it have lent him a reputation as a ferocious killer with little beyond bloodshed on his mind. In truth, though, this is an act. The savage abandon he displays in combat, and the endless eagerness for battle is simply his way of acknowledging and utilizing his Mars-given strengths to further his goals; goals which, surprisingly, rarely include his own glory. Within his own mind, he is not the priest of conflict, the sergeant on the battlefield, or even the last soldier. To his own conscience, Donovan is a vengeful sentinel keeping watch over Creation, striking with reckless abandon, frequently to his own detriment.
Merits, Flaws
Attributes
<b>Physical </b>
Strength , Dexterity , Stamina
<b>Mental </b>
Intelligence , Perception , Wits
<b>Social </b>
Manipulation , Appearance , Charisma
Abilities
<b>Journeys</b>
<b>Serenity</b>
<b>Battles [Caste]</b>
<b>Night</b>
<b>Eclipse</b>
Charms
Combat
Advantages
<b>Virtues
Conviction
Compassion
Temperance
Valor
Willpower
Essence
Personal Essence -
Peripheral Essence -
Total:
Commited:
Base Initiative
Soak
Natural 3L / 7B
Soak 12L / 18B
Health Levels -0, -1, -1, -2, -2, -4, Incapacitated
Backgrounds