Title: The Wind that Stalks and Feasts
Motivation: Devour the Neverborn
Anima: A spotted great cat that seems...hungry.
Concept: Crazy cannibal jungle girl
Deathlord: Prince of Dust and Ash
XP Left/Spent: 1/314
Strength ••••, Charisma •••, Perception •••
Dexterity •••••, Manipulation •, Intelligence ••
Stamina ••, Appearance •••••, Wits ••
<b>Athletics 5, Awareness 3, Integrity 5, Linguistics 1(Riverspeak, Flametongue), Martial Arts 5(Claws +3), Melee 5, Occult 5(Necrotic Essence +1), Performance 5, Presence 5, Resistance 5, Stealth 5, Survival 5
<b>Compassion ••, Conviction •, Temperance •••, Valour •••
Health Levels 0*1, -1*3, -2*4, -4*1, Incapacitated
<b>Athletics: Raiton's Nimble Perch(3m), Spider Pounce Technique(3m)
Integrity: Third Integrity Excellency(4m)
Martial Arts: Second Martial Arts Excellency(2m/success), Blood Scenting Hunger(2m), Leaping Horrer Approach(3m), Lunging Phantom Method(4m), Shrouded Claw Attack(3m), Hungry Ghost Form(6m), Labyrinth-Walking Prana(1wp), Power-Reaping Prana(1m), Unnatural Shambling Deftness(3m, 1wp), Consuming Entropy Strike(3m), Charm-Smothering Technique(1+m, 1wp), Scuttling Apparition Defense(4m or 6m), Blood-Freezing Technique(6m), Soul-Flaying Strike(10m, 1wp, 1lhl), Soul-Consuming Transcendance(10m, 1wp)
Melee: Third Melee Excellency(4m), Elegant Flowing Deflection(2m), Vengeful Riposte(3m), Eye of the Tempest(5m, 1wp), Death Deflecting Technique(3m, S)
Performance: Second Performance Excellency(2m/success), Performance Essence Flow, Soul-Desiccating Style(6m), Irresistible Succubus Style(10m, 1wp), Elegy For The Fallen(3m)
Occult: Spirit-Sensing Meditation(3m), Corpus-Rending Blow(1m)
Resistance: Spirit-Hardened Frame(3m), Soul Iron Frame(2m), Soulsteel Hardened Discipline(4m, 1wp), Ox-Body Technique*1
Survival: Mealstrom Weathering Indifference(10m)
<b>Join Battle 5, Soak 2B/1L/0A, Dodge DV 9/2, Mobility Penalty 0, Fatigue 0
Punch: Speed 5, Accuracy 11, Damage 4B, Parry DV 12/2, Rate 3, Tags N
Kick: Speed 5, Accuracy 10, Damage 7B, Parry DV 8/2, Rate 2, Tags N
Clinch: Speed 6, Accuracy 10, Damage 4B, Parry DV -, Rate 1, Tags C, N, P
Tiger Claws: Speed 5, Accuracy 19, Damage 9L, Parry DV 15/2, Rate 3, Tags M, P
<b>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
Her philosophies, her friends
Pale of skin she has spent most of her life under the heavy jungle boughs of the far southeast. From a primative culture she eschews the dress styles of those who dwell in cities prefering simply a sash around her full chest, and a thong of cloth held in place by a simple rope around the waist which hangs down to her knees. Many bones adorn her as well in the form of necklaces, anklets and bracelets. Her hair is dark and her eyes look...hungry more then anything.
The jungles of the east hold many minor barbarian tribes. They hunt, they kill, the fight. Sometimes the fae take them. Sometimes their shamans earn the favor of gods which keep their enemies at bay...at least until the sacrifices run out. Wind comes from such a culture. They primitively worship animal gods for strength while they hunt their enemies to sacrifice to their gods. The feast on the heart's and muscles of beast and man alike to gain the strength of the creatures of the wild and the bravery of mortals. Though time may have stopped for her she must have been in her early 20s before the Dark Breath.
Poisoned by another tribe, a sacrifice to be made to a terrible snake god an offer was made to Wind. Power for service. Life for loyalty. She accepted and with newfound power rose and slew her captors. Yet the emissary of the dark figure never arrived as promised. So she left, still hunting and feasting, seeking more power. She hears words in her head and oftentimes follows them. Many times they lead her to a worthy foe to kill. Yet sometimes she slays those the voices would rather keep alive but she recognizes as the greater source of strength. For this she has known pain. For this she has a plan. She will consume the voices one day.