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The stats I have only thought up. I haven’t had much of a chance to fine tune.
 
The stats I have only thought up. I haven’t had much of a chance to fine tune.
  
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||Dex 3||Man 3||Int 4||
 
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||Bureaucracy|| ||Larceny|| ||Melee|| ||Ride|| ||Thrown||
 
||Bureaucracy|| ||Larceny|| ||Melee|| ||Ride|| ||Thrown||
  
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||Compassion* 3||
 
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||Valor 3||
 
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Latest revision as of 08:57, 26 November 2013

She was raised among barbarians of a superstitiously spiritual tribe in the Northeastern forests. This tribe worshiped a spirit or fae that has a nasty habit for mortal sacrifice. As Ursula was coming of age, she was quick becoming one of the Hunters of the tribe. But this glory went to her head. So much so, that she often hunted alone. During one such hunt, Ursula encountered a mother bear and her two cubs. The mother attacked quickly in defense of her young. Ursula was so unprepared that the only reason she got away was because she’s smart and played dead. She returned to her people broken of body and of pride. With the loss of her pride, and her movement, the fight was taken from her. After her leg healed, she was humbled so much that she began to train as a ‘holy’ woman. Over months of training and learning the ‘set’ religion of her people, she came to the conclusion that mortal sacrifice is not right, and is not a fair trade off. Leading some of her people to insight, there was a small rebellion and the tribe split. In a matter of days the “patron” felt the lack of worship and instead of being vengeful “they” tried diplomacy. “The Patron” (for now it’ll be a ‘he’) sent emissary to bid her to his presence. She agreed after much thought, and set out towards the agreed meeting. Along the way she was stopped be a young girl of her tribe, crying, alone and injured. Ursula lifted the girl and took her back to safety, comforting her, and telling the girl of her personal recovery. After that small distraction Ursula felt empowered in a way, like she was doing the right thing, going down the right path. She continued on her journey with a renewed sense of being, and hurried to her meeting. “The Patron” was waiting for her in a clearing, taking human form for the diplomacy part of the meeting. While he tried his best to trick her to returning to his fold, she had a new backbone and resisted. He soon grew angry and attacked, expecting to only strike out at a pathetic mortal, he was wrong, with his first blow averted, she erupted into a silvery light, instantly casting the surrounding area in brilliant moonlight. Temporarily stunned by her exaltation, she used his shock to escape the clearing. Once again rejuvenated, she moved home with haste. Outside her home she once again encountered the girl she helped save. Before her very eyes the girl transformed into a beautiful woman, Ursula knew her to be Luna, and bowed. Luna instead told Ursula to rise and bowed in turn to her. “You have known great strength, and great cunning. You know both how to love and care for others, and you know how to lead them in a time of great stress. I would be honored to exalt one with half your courage and cunning. You are among my chosen few, you I have chosen to carry my blessing with you through creation. I have seen you stand up to that which you see as wrong, and I have seen you refuse to back down when it might have meant your life. It is because of your inner strength that you are my chosen…” Ursula waited with baited breath to hear Luna’s title for her. “… To lead others to stand and to strike down the enemies of the Lunars.” Luna smiled upon Ursula again and she felt like she could do anything. So with this feeling, Ursula opened her mouth, “Luna your every wish I will obey as long as I have breath in my body. I only wish to know what title you would exalt me as. Am I your warrior? Or am I your Shaman? Which?” Luna looked puzzled and then nodded with understanding. “That, my child, is not entirely up to me. I have given you power, and that is all I have to give. You do not need a title with me. Your peers, the others like you, my other chosen, will have their title they will give you when you show them what you are meant to be.” Ursula was beginning to feel slightly deflated. “Luna, if you have exalted me, are you not the one who should choose me for what I am? You are the one who has chosen to exalt me for my past deeds, and…” Luna hushed Ursula then. “I see my child, my chosen, that you require some insight. Take this.” Luna put a gentle hand on Ursula’s shoulder. Leaving a faint imprint of moonsilver there. “Take all that I have given you. Make of it what you will. But know, you need no title, no rank while with me. As my child, I have chosen you before you adorn such things, and love you both with or without.” Feeling once refilled with confidence, Ursula watched as her new Patron walked into the forest and disappeared. She returned to her people the next morning covered in blood and wearing an Bear skin draped around her shoulders, wearing proudly the mark that was still on her shoulder, in moonsilver her Exaltation.

The stats I have only thought up. I haven’t had much of a chance to fine tune.

||||||Stats|| ||Str 3||Cha 3||Per 4|| ||Dex 3||Man 3||Int 4|| ||Sta 4||App 2||Wit 4||

||||||||||||||||||Abilities|| ||Archery|| ||Crafts|| ||Linguistics|| ||Occult* 2|| ||Sail|| ||Athletics|| ||Dodge|| ||Lore* 2|| ||Performance|| ||Socialize|| ||Awareness|| ||Endurance|| ||Martial Arts|| ||Presence|| ||Stealth|| ||Brawl* 2|| ||Investigation|| ||Medicine* 2|| ||Resistance|| ||Survival* 2|| ||Bureaucracy|| ||Larceny|| ||Melee|| ||Ride|| ||Thrown||

||Virtues|| ||Compassion* 3|| ||Valor 3|| ||Temprence 2|| ||Conviction 2||

Essence 3
Finding the Spirit’s Shape, Infection Resisting Method, Bruise Relief method,
Halting the Scarlet Flow, Lick Wound, Mother’s Touch, Form Fixing Method,
Spirit Scenting Technique, Steel Paw Technique