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+ | When he fights he seems larger, stronger, more terrible. Tendons flex under the skin like iron rods and his fists crack armor and bone. | ||
<b><i>History</i></b><br> | <b><i>History</i></b><br> |
Latest revision as of 08:44, 12 July 2011
Name: Yihn
Caste: Slayer
Motivation: Atone for past mistakes
Urge:
Unwoven Coadjutor:
Anima:
Concept: Penitant Warrior
XP Left/Total: 0/0
Attributes
Strength •, Charisma •, Perception •
Dexterity •, Manipulation •, Intelligence •
Stamina •, Appearance •, Wits •
Abilities
Backgrounds
Virtues
Compassion •, Conviction •, Temperance •, Valour •
Torment
Limit
Willpower •••••
Essence ••
Personal
Peripheral
Health Levels 0*1, -1*2, -2*2, -4*1, Incapacitated
Charms
Combos
Sorcery
Combat
Join Battle , Soak , Dodge DV , Mobility Penalty , Fatigue
Punch: Speed 5, Accuracy , Damage , Parry DV , Rate 3, Tags N
Kick: Speed 5, Accuracy , Damage , Parry DV , Rate 2, Tags N
Clinch: Speed 6, Accuracy , Damage , Parry DV -, Rate 1, Tags C, N, P
Social Combat
Join Debate , Mental Dodge DV
Presence: Speed 4, Accuracy , Parry , Rate 2
Performance: Speed 6, Accuracy , Parry , Rate 1
Investigation: Speed 5, Accuracy , Parry , Rate 2
Intimacies
Description
He is tall and rail thin, almost gaunt. Dark hair hangs loosely from his head and he wears threadbare pants. His eyes are dark and beray the strugle of almost literal inner demons. He waxes and wanes between brooding and deeply introspective and times when his energy rules him and he acts like an ancient king suddenly reminded of what he is. His voice commands respect and action, his deeds holding undeniable merit no matter his actions, and his foes quiver before his divine might.
When he fights he seems larger, stronger, more terrible. Tendons flex under the skin like iron rods and his fists crack armor and bone.
History
Plot Hooks