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Satori, Lesser Elemental Dragon of Wood

Satori is the Consor of the East, charged by Heaven to root out corruption among men and gods. While most Consors have fallen to the rampant bribery and indolence that afflicts the Celestial Bureaucracy, Satori is one of the very few who has remained true to his duties, though not out of any inherent goodness or loyalty so much as the fact that he simply enjoys hunting the wicked.

Satori wanders the East aimlessly in the form of a bent man getting on in years. He often catches minor spirits at various acts of mischief and browbeats them into serving as his network of spies and irregulars. When his hunting insticts are aroused by true perfidy, his smiling, carefree visage rarely shows it; even if he has proof of nefarious deeds, he rarely rushes to convict the criminal, instead making an extended game of cat-and-mouse of it, slowly circling in on the culprit, popping up where he's least expected, subjecting the subject to a barrage of seemingly irrelevant questions and observations that inevitably close the noose around his neck. When his prey's inventiveness at escaping is finally exhausted, he summons his personal entourage of Celestial Lions, who imperiously present his Badge of Office, informing the captives who their captor truly is. Most give up at that point without a fight, though most Exalted, Fair Folk or Demons usually try to make a break for it.

Image: Satori prefers the shape of a human male, with shaggy, unkempt graying hair, and a wrinkly face given to broad smiles. He normally dresses as a common tradesman, and often offers his many skills and services when he can't find criminals to hunt or as a means of getting closer to the ones he is running down.

In his true form, Satori is a giant dragon that resembles an animated statue exquisitely carved from the finest woods, his scales practically shining with a glossy finish. His teeth and claws strike like Perfect Ironwood swords, his breath blows like the gale-force hurricane wind that bends the trees...

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