Han'ya/TWotE
Tireless Warden of the Exterior, Soulsteel Caste of Xexas
Motivation: Explore the furthest depths of the Elemental Pole of Smoke and plunder its secrets.
Totemic Anima: A column of lightning-shot black smoke that follows him as he moves and strikes with his attacks, accompanied by the roar of plasma thrusters.
| Strength 3 | Perception 6 | Charisma 2 |
| Dexterity 4 | Intelligence 3 | <b>Manipulation 2 |
| <b>Stamina 4 | <b>Wits 4 | Appearance 2 |
| Compassion 2 | Temperance 2 |
| Conviction 3 | Valor 3 |
| Essence 2 | Willpower 7 |
| Archery 0 | Martial Arts 4 | Melee 0 | Thrown 0 | War 3 |
| Integrity 2 | Performance 0 | Presence 0 | Resistance 2 | Survival 0 |
| Craft 0 | Investigation 0 | Lore 2 | Medicine 0 | Occult 2 |
| Athletics 2 | Awareness 3 | Dodge 3 | Larceny 0 | Stealth 3 |
| Bureaucracy 0 | Linguistics 0 | Ride 0 | Sail 0 | Socialize 0 |
<b>Specialties: Awareness (+1 Surprise Attacks)
Backgrounds: Eidolon 3, Artifact 4 (Soulsteel tiger claws and articulated plate armor, autolabe and level-2 Essence capacitor), Charm 3, Class 3
Charms
1st & 4th Dexterity Augmentations 4th Perception Augmentation 4th Stamina Augmentation Toroidal Shockwave Catalyst Strain-Resistant Chassis Modifications (3x-2) Aegis Integration System Optical Enhancement :(Cross-Phase Scanner, Light-Intensification Filters, Ultraperipheral Awareness) Secondary Sensory Upgrades :(Tympanal Receptor Nodes) Manifold Transhuman Implants :(Wings, Enhanced Sight and Hearing) Manifold Transhuman Implants :(Inexhaustible, Chameleon, Giant)
Essence Pool: 13[10]/37[12]
Charm Slots: 5 Dedicated, 4 General
Notes: Tireless Warden of the Exterior is literally the first Champion ever constructed by the city of Xexas. His primary role at this point is the repulsion of gremlin excursions from the Elemental Pole of Smoke. He does not stray very far at all from the city, as he lacks the Charms to endure the Pole's environment for long, and is not quite a match for larger mobs of gremlins. His Clarity is intermediate, as his extensive body modifications largely confine him to his hangar and make normal human interaction somewhat awkward. His Manifold Transhuman Implants have given him a chassis roughly comparable to an F-16 fighter jet, with soulsteel articulated plate sized to fit. His Enhanced Senses, Optical Enhancements and Secondary Sensory upgrades take the form of a large ring of insectoid lenses circling his raptor-like head, and an antenna assembly reminiscent of bat ears. His face is totally obscured from the mouth up, and for all his size, the amount of his slate-grey skin that is visible could not upholster a chair. Needless to say, his appearance is more than somewhat intimidating.
As far as personality goes, he is a fundamentally cheerful individual, with a genuine love of exploration and flight. His loneliness makes him chatty, but he is not a creature of words by nature. He is a golem of letters, and his obscure expositions on some point of classical literature or contemporary philosophy have led more than a few of his Populat ground crew to think him a little mad as they fail to keep pace with his musings. That said, he will likely maintain a positive Intimacy best described as "puppylike need for attention" towards at least one shift of his hangar workers. He is lonely, and in the quiet hours of his sleep-shifts, when his hangar lights are down and the only illumination is the crackle of lightning through the city's spires, he feels a deep and abiding fear that this present state is all his life will be for all its long centuries.
