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Eris Moirae

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(BRIEF)BIO/HISTORY:

INTRODUCTION

-five percent increase.” An excited voice declared with triumph usually reserved for lottery success or childbirth. “It’s an amazing figure sir. W-” Todd Lankey, the personal secretary to Eric North, CEO of Clotho Enterprises exclaimed to his boss. He was running over the companies figures and celebrating on yet another successful year.

They were both in Eric North’s penthouse office, a wide space overlooking London. It was an elegant room with beige and white tones. It like Todd’s speech was all terribly boring to Eris. The handsome young CEO shifted his attention from the doodle he was scribbling and back to his assistant. At this time his companies ran themselves. All of them.

No, it‘s time to do something fun he thought to himself. With a cheeky grin Eris adopted a stern expression and addressed his secretary. “Todd, how about we go out to celebrate?” “-beg pardon sir?” Eris flashed a million dollar smile and rose to his feet. Todd was one of his favorite assistances, not only was the young man brilliant at his job and intelligent, he was attractive to boot. And he had a sister..the fun never ends.

“Lets go out and celebrate” Eris repeated. “Um..s-sir, is that r-really appropriate?” Todd squeaked as Eris advanced. Honestly he should be used to this game by now. Before he could respond the doors to the elevator entrance opened and two figures in dark suits and grey shades strolled in. Todd glanced at them and heaved a sigh of relief before straightening up and turning to intercept them.

Eris pursed his lips and leaned against his desk with folded arms and a light scowl. “Who are you?” He asked before either Todd or the newcomers could speak. As they approached Eris say that they were remarkably similar and different at the same time. One was male and the other female, by their bone structure they were clearly related, if not twins. “Mr. North,” The male began, “We are from GAAP and are here to speak to you on urgent matters.” By their first words Eris had already begun tuning out. Todd would handle it from here.

“Im sorry ma’am, sir, but Mr. North is quite busy at the moment.” His secretary said, as he engaged the duo’s attentions. “I’m sure if you made an appointment-” His words were cut off as the women lowered her shades and fixed Eris with a firm grey gaze. “Mr. North, this is about Moirae.” That word tweaked Eris’s attention, he made a small gesture and straightened as Todd took his cue and left the room.

In a matter of seconds the lazy CEO shifted into a sharp and ruthless man. “Where did you say you were from again?” He asked as a finger tapped a light beat on the desk behind it. The pair smiled then, wide sharp grins that were more akin to a shark than a humans. “Were with the government, and we have need of your particular talents.”

BACKGROUND

Eris is an ancient being. A child of the Fates, Norns, Crones, they go by many names, which Is the true if any of them are no one knows, if he himself is aware he does not speak of it. Eris has lived for thousands of years. He has moved between the worlds of the unknown and known, walked lines of mortality and transcendent for countless centuries. Despite his age and immortality he has done all he could to remain attached to the world. Even so he sometimes finds himself at odds, he thinks differently from his shorter lived kin, and during times of great stress it shows.

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CHARACTER NAME: Eris Moirae
ALIASES: Eric North
SPECIES: Demi-god
GENDER: Male
HAIR: Brown
EYES: Blue
HEIGHT: 5’9’’
WEIGHT: 155 lbs

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“I have forgotten more in a decade than you will ever know in your entire life.” - Eris Moraie

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ABILITY SCORES Total: 5 W 1 R

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INT: 5
STR: 2
AGI: 3
SPD: 2

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VITALS Total: 9 W 0 R

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HEALTH: 04 (2W)

ENERGY: 18 (4W)

RECHARGE: 5 (3W)

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ACTIONS Total: 20 W 2 R

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Reference Chart: Area (Distance) Chart:
1-5 feet
2-10 feet
3-25 feet
4-50 feet
5-100 feet
6-200 feet

Reference Chart: Weight Chart (Specific Focus/Person)
1-100 lbs
2-100-250 lbs
3-250-1000 lbs
4-1000 lbs-2 tons
5-2-5 tons
6-5-10 tons

Business Skills: 5 (3w)
Crafty and cunning Eris makes a formidable opponent on the end of business arrangements. He views his long life as one vast deal and he’s always looking for a way to come ahead.
~Charm
~Ruthless Predator
~Negotiation
~Management
~Deception/Manipulation

Child of Fate: 7 (6w)
As a distant Child of the Fates Eris holds power over probability and to a minor effect fate. The gift is highly dependent on Thaumaturgy and sympathetic magic and limited in scope. However if enough time and preparation is spent it can be a potent ability.
Out of Control Without Device (-2CL-Requires fate thread, Fate Threads are created using an object of the person.)
~Scrying
~Love Enchantment
~Weakness/Curses
~Cause Injury/Pain
~Fate Threads (Functions as voodoo dolls)
~Fear
Power out of control without device

Close Combat: 2 (2r)
Despite being thousands of years old Eris has not dedicated his time to the arts of the body but of the mind. Still, he maintains rudimentary skills in self defense.
~Agility Bonus
~Mixed Martial Arts
~SwordCane

Demi-God: 6 (4w)
The blood of titans flows through Eris’s veins. Diluted and weak but still potent. The gift of his ancestors allows Eris to tap into the primal powers of chaos and shape them to his will.
~As Mastery of Magic
~Out of Control Without Device (-2Cl-Without Lachesis using this action is purely chaotic in effect-dm decides what happens.)

Mystic Lore: 4 (2w)
~Int Bonus
~Artifacts
~Supernatural Creatures
~Mysticism
~Demonic Protocol/Exorcism

Private Investigating: 6 (4w)
One would call him nosey, Eris claims inquisitive, either way, spying, tracking, and generally digging into things that aren’t his business is a skill Eris has honed over the years.
~General Investigative skills
~Tailing/Shadowing
~Interrogation
~Breaking and Entering
~Information Hacking
~Locating Individuals
~Bribery/Blackmail

Ranged Combat: 3 (1w)
One of Eris' favorite hobbies is knife throwing, darts, daggers, anything small and aerodynamic, whether sued for intimidation purposes or just plain fun.
~Agility Bonus/Weapon Modifier
~Knife Kata
~Throwing Knifes/Daggers

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MODIFIERS Total: 8 W 0 R

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Immortality: (1w)
Eris is truly immune to the effects of age, he seems to vary in appearance from early twenties to early thirties, however time does not ravage him.
MN: 1

Reflexive Dodge: 2 (3w)
MN: +3

Wealth: 6 (4w)
Eris is exceedingly wealthy.
Net Worth: 100 million
Per Month/Issue: 1 million

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CHALLENGES Total: 17 W 0 R

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Demi-god (5w)
Eris titles himself a Demi-god. Divinity from a lesser house and a child of fate. As such he enjoys an extraordinarily long life. In fact it is his speculation that baring maladies of the flesh (Death) he will endure the passage of time forever. This presents a unique problem to him, as the years pass he must expend more and more effort to retain humanity. He must focus more to engage with mortals less he loose sight of how their frenzied minds think. This is more and more difficult to manage with technology and awareness growing in the day and age.

~Must attend at least one social function of some kind every month or suffer penalties to his business skills. (12 a year)

Sympathy for the mortals (3w)
Eris holds a degree of sympathy for his short lived cousins. The bout of emotion is tied to his presence among them. Prolonged exposure tends to leave Eris in a conflicted mesh of decisions stemming from helping those he views as needy or being on his way.

Vanity-Arrogance (2w)
As a timeless creature older than most civilizations Eris views almost everything else as lesser in one degree or another. It is difficult for a man old enough to predate ethnicity to see any normal human as a terribly important individual. In his eyes all will be dust save him.
~When injured Eris will be frank and downright rude. -2 to business skills.

Immortal Disposition (2w)
Not much in mortal life interests Eris for long. When he‘s far removed from people or among strangers he finds their problems to be trite and never quite as serious as they think. This stems from his endurance through time and knowledge that all things shall pass. For this reason Eris tries to avoid forming attachments less he develop sympathies for them.

Enemies (5w)
Nearly every secret organization of witch hunters, spell crushers, zealots, and at one time the catholic church. Have met Eris in one incarnation or another. He is far to old and active to stay out of the radar for long. Though he makes a habit of being discrete, those who ‘are in the know‘ are aware of someone like him if not him. In his life he has most certainly forgotten more enemies than he remembers. A truly sad tale.

Latest-Vincent Micael

Micael is an italian thug who made his way into the status of Don. When his ventures crossed Eris’s in England Eris crushed them. This upset the Don. When Eris made moves in Italy and stepped on Micael’s fingers the mobster became enraged. He now launches covert attacks on Eris’s business, both legal and illegal.

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EQUIPMENT Total: XX W XX R
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Lachesis
See Demi-God Power
As its name Lachesis is a mystical artifact that allows Eris to properly measure the amount of chaos that runs through his blood.

Atropos
Bought with Wealth
Atropos is a thin but flexible rapier set in a cane Eris totes about. Aside from being elegant and classical the blade is balanced perfectly for Eris‘s hand
~+2 to close combat.

Blades of Hermes
Bought with Wealth
A set of razor edged balanced throwing daggers Eris keeps concealed on his persons
~+2 to ranged combat
~Armor penetrating.

Clotho
Wealth
Clotho is the name of Eris‘s company. Titled after the Greek fate, the sister whom forms life of chaos. It is a powerful and versatile conglomerate that Eri‘s heads in one form or another.
~Wealth!
~Private Jet, Limo, various cars at will. Henchmen, mansion in England, townhouse in every major city.
Personal forger.

Custom Pi Kit
Bought with Wealth
A set of custom tools Eris utilizes when he snoops, gloves, lock picks, computer hacking tools, etc.
~+2 to private investigating
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[Puck]

Second Edition for Apocalypse game

A young man on the cusps of manhood Remy struggles to live in a modern world while his family does its best to drag him into the dark ages. He hates his abilities, and is loathed to even acknowledge them, despite his family insisting he use them to perform for their rituals and ceremonies. Only he knows deep down that he loves the power, and is simply afraid of letting it swallow him.

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DESCRIPTION

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[/tr][tr][td]CHARACTER NAME:[/td][td] Remy Jean Thériot[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPECIES:[/td][td] Human[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]GENDER:[/td][td] Male[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HAIR:[/td][td] Black[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]EYES:[/td][td] Dark brown[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGE:[/td][td] 18[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HEIGHT:[/td][td] 6'2"[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]WEIGHT:[/td][td] 170 Lbs[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]APPEARANCE:[/td][td]At six feet two inches Remy is tall. He is well built with muscles that are more toned than rippling. By the way he moves its clear that his muscles are for show and perhaps health not use. His hands are remarkably unclosed. He is always decked in the latest fashion and seems to take particular care in his appearance. [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]PERSONALITY:[/td][td] Remy is a charming young man. Polite with the right amount of mystique. He's quick to draw one into his world and if they are not careful devour their soul for the pleasures he can afford them.[/td][/tr][/table]

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ABILITIES

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[/tr][tr][td]INTELLIGENCE:[/td][td] 3[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]STRENGTH:[/td][td] 2[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGILITY:[/td][td] 3[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPEED:[/td][td] 2[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]DURABILITY:[/td][td]2[/td][/tr]

[/tr][tr][td]HEALTH:[/td][td] 2[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]ENERGY:[/td][td]18[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]REGENERATION:[/td][td] 6[/td][/tr]

[/tr][tr][td]WEALTH:[/td][td] 4[/td][/tr][/table]

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ACTIONS

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Standard Weight of Manipulation Chart	~1-100 lbs ~2-100-250 lbs ~3-250-1000 lbs ~4-1000 lbs-2 tons ~5-2-5 tons ~6-5-10 tons
Standard Distance of Manipulation Chart	~1-5 feet ~2-10 feet ~3-25 feet ~4-50 feet ~5-100 feet ~6-200 feet

[/tr][tr][td]Acrobatics: 3[/td][td]
Remy is a professional competitor in Gymnastics. Not the greatest or most manliest of professions but it is one he enjoys. Not many know the rigorous difficulties Gymnast really go through.

~Agility Bonus [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Hodoo: 4[/td][td]
Every few generations in the Theriot family finds one among them. A child capable of wielding the magic of the spirits of their ancestors. Unless trained the gift eventually falls into slumber, to one day awaken in a state of duress.

~Accumulate Energy
~Manipulation of Magic
~Magical Barrier
~Magical Blast
~Illusion/Prestidigitation
~Magic Defense
~Fast Cast Spells

Beseech the Guardian Loa

The spell crafted to call upon the favors of the Theriot familys guardian spirits is potent. By funneling his own power to the spirits Remy gains a formidably magical barrier of varying degrees of effectiveness.

4 stones of Energy into Defense (4), 2 into duration (Tattoo)

Defense 4, 10 panels. area (self)


Gift of the Bokor

This spell draws on the knowledge of the vodou sorcerers, whose dark magic focused on the destructive aspects of the craft. It draws on the spirit and negativity of the user to forge flames and shadows into the world.

1-4 stones of energy (+3 from tattoos added at will).

Range 4, Damage 1-6

Gris Gris Bag of Hoodoo

The ju ju bag is a talisman that centers and focuses Remy. When he utilizes it he can perform minor magics without the extended preparation

-Minor Loa Summoning

2 stones for duration, 3 stones for range, 1 stones for power

Duration 10 rounds, range 25 feet, power 100 lbs

-Light

1 into light 3 into range, 2 into duration

10 rounds, extends 25 feet.
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[tr][td]Hoodoo Healing: 3[/td][td]
Ability to utilize Voodoo Knowledge and Mystical ability to heal and repair harm.

~Magical Healing
~Can Heal or regenerate AN # of red stones/panel
~Spend 1 red stone to heal/restore 1 red stone
~Can heal AN# of white stones/day
~Spend 3 red to heal 1 white
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[/tr][tr][td]Social Skills: 3[/td][td]
~Charm
~Young Adults
~Gymnastics Leagues[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]Voodoo: 4[/td][td]
Akin to witchcraft voodoo is generally practiced by witch doctors, Bokor and Houngon. It is a heavily religious field and those who follow it walk between shadow and light.

~As Witchcraft
~Communication with the dead (Requires sentimental object from person, body part or at location of death)
~Communicate with forces of nature, beasts. Birds, loa etc. Requests and speech not summoning
~Scrying through animal sight
~Zombies.
~Zombie Brew
~Weakness/Curses
~Cause Injury/Pain
~Voodoo Dolls
~Fear
~Herbalist
~Poisons/Potions[/td][/tr]
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MODIFIERS

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Reflexive Dodge:	2
Photographic Memory
Energy Battery	4
Deep Reserves	4

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CHALLENGES

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Being a Houngon: 2w	As a descendent of an ancient line of Houngon and Mambo Remy's family acknowledges his abilities even if he does not. They urge him to behave properly as a high priest of their line should. Needless to say he dislikes the constrictions of such a title.
Annoying Family-3	His family members are ALWAYS pestering him, perform a ritual, behave as a proper priest, attend a burial, contact the Loa. His entire extended family. Who dwells in their manor attempt to browbeat him into doing his duties.
Conflicting Interests: 2w	Though he hates his family's pestering he feels obligated to obey, to pitch in as one of the family. If not because he believes in their nonsense, but because he's a fair man. He partakes of the family wealth and must do his part. Rarely does he liek it,a nd often does he try to bend the strange tasks they ask of him. But most often does he go through with them.
Vain: 1w	Remy is somewhat vain about his appearance. He likes to be well groomed and clean. Possibly another method of rebelling against his family's casual behavior with the dead, herbs, and other rituals.

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EQUIPMENT

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Cell Phone
Car
Motor Cycle
Basement of all the tools required of a Houngon (Compliments of his family)
Brotha Cale (Arm and Leg Tattoos)	When he hit Puberty Remy's family made him acquire tattoos. They did not tell him at the time but the ink for the tattoos were mixed with the ashes of the last Houngon. These ashes serve not only to empower Remy but to provide a conduit to which he can speak with his ancestor should he need to. ~Can add up to 3 stones to any magical action
Brotha Cale (Torso Tattoos)	Invoking the power of his innate magical ability Remy can take to the skies. When asked one would often say they witnessed a bird in flight or a denser patch of fog. (As cloak of levitation) ~Free flight 3

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[Puck]

Scraped from a potential game~ May come back to it later

INTRODUCTION

Growing up a New York Socialite in the household of a Archaic and domineering father Jane Van Dyne had little in her future to look forward to other than years of trophy strutting and childbearing. Despite her father’s best attempts she exercised her mind as she grew. Restless in the life plan laid out for her she took every opportunity to rebel in the best way she know how. By being better. In this day and age men call a strong independent women a Bitch. To Jane its one of the higher compliments.

Instead of marrying young and fading to obscurity she took action. She got jobs and took loans. After graduating from College with a degree in business and fortified by stock in daddy’s company she started her own business up. Her pretty face and background were the seeds to The Van Dyne Modeling agency.

Through well placed investments, lucky breaks, and carefully researched gambles Van Dyne Modeling Agency flourished, all the while she continued to buy stock in her fathers company through subsidiary companies. By the time daddy retired she had enough shares to perform a neat takeover.

At the top of her game Jan became CEO of Van Dyne Enterprises. A company that produced parts of everything from cars to houses for other companies. Combined with her own Modeling Agency Jane crafted herself into a shrewd and successfully business women and a strong individual in her own right.

Accomplishing the crust of her goals before thirty should have left Jane with nothing much to do the young women turned to the remainder of her life. So much revolved around proving to her father that she could complete any task a man could. It took little to no time for her to begin to seek a mate. It was, after all natural. Fortunately for Jane her standards weren’t set so high that it was an impossibility. Especially for handsome lawyer Jared Deraly.

Son of an Industrial titan, Jared Deraly chose to break away from his fathers mold and do as he pleased. This initial spark drew Jane to the man like a moth to flame. Whirlwind passion ignited and two years later engagement followed. Through Jared, Jane was able to turn her attention outward to the world at hand, she allowed herself to see the deterioration of society and followed in Hank’s footsteps as he strove to better it.

It should have been a perfect match and a life of bliss. And it would have, save no one can anticipate the insanity of a villain, nor the drive that motivates those with above normal abilities. During a organized rally against Von Doom Technologies for questionable Research and Development methods the couple were brought face to face with another blight on the world. The Mole Man’s armada.

Tragedy struck during the invasion and Jane found herself alone and bereft. Battling anguish and fury over the loss of her partner the Businesswomen did what she had done her whole life. Bottled up the frustration and turned it to fuel. When her life had taken a turn for the worst she went out and fixed it. She would do it again. And a friend of her deceased lover was the first step.

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“Hello?” The faintly distracted modulated tones of Hank Pym echoed over the speaker.

In the sky rise office of her penthouse Jane reclined in her chair and smiled. She always smiled when she spoke over the phone. People could hear it. “Hello Mr. Pym. My name is Jane Van Dyne, I was engaged to..Jared.”

“Ah, Ms. Van Dyne, Im sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you, but this isn’t a personal call.”

“Of course, what can I do for you?”

“I’d like to continue Jared’s work Mr. Pym. He said great things about you, I’d like to help if I can.”

“Help?”

“Yes, fund your work, lend a hand..” Jand pauses to let a trickle of her sorrow lace her voice. “I need to stay busy.”

“Well..there are clauses and so forth, but I will consider your offer Ms. Van Dyne.”

“Please do, and call me Jane.”

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DESCRIPTION

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[/tr][tr][td]CHARACTER NAME:[/td]Jan Van Dyne[td] [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SECRET IDENTITY:[/td][td]Wasp[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPECIES:[/td][td]Mutagenic[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]GENDER:[/td][td]Female[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HAIR:[/td][td]Dark Brown with gold highlights and chocolate lowlights[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]EYES:[/td][td]Dark Grey[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGE:[/td][td]32 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HEIGHT:[/td][td]5’2 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]WEIGHT:[/td][td] 110 lbs[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]ORIENTATION:[/td][td]Heterosexual[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]APPEARANCE:[/td][td] Jan Van Dyke is petite. Her body is well toned with muscle use to regular exercise and use. Her eyes are large and striking and her general appearance adds up to form a powerful or imposing women.
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[/tr][tr][td]PERSONALITY:[/td][td]Jan Van Dyne is in one word determined. She has a strong presence that shines in any situation. Outwardly she presents a confident façade. Whether calm in the face of danger or heated in frustration she remains a resolute font of strength.

Beneath that boils the carefully banked smoldering fury over the death of her fiancé. Even a decade or so later and countless acts of Heroism under her belt the injustice still rankles her, as does the unfinished business.[/td][/tr][/table]

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ABILITIES

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[/tr][tr][td]INTELLIGENCE:[/td][td]3 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]STRENGTH:[/td][td]2 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGILITY:[/td][td]2 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPEED:[/td][td]2 [/td][/tr]

[/tr][tr][td]HEALTH:[/td][td]4 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]ENERGY:[/td][td]12 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]REGENERATION:[/td][td]4 [/td][/tr]

[/tr][tr][td]WEALTH:[/td][td]6 [/td][/tr][/table]

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ACTIONS

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Standard (Distance/Area) Chart:	~1-5 feet ~2-10 feet ~3-25 feet ~4-50 feet ~5-100 feet ~6-200 feet
Standard Weight Chart (Specific Focus/Person)	~1-100 lbs ~2-100-250 lbs ~3-250-1000 lbs ~4-1000 lbs-2 tons ~5-2-5 tons ~6-5-10 tons
Business Skills: 5	Jane is a shrewd and experienced businesswomen. Running multiple companies and exercising her study has given her the wherewith drawl to make lightning face decisions at a moments notice. Intelligence Bonus
Close Combat: 3	Part of growing up ensured Jane knew the basics of self defense. When she became Wasp she revisited that knowledge and expanded it. Strength Bonus Fighting Larger Opponents Aerial Combat Mixed Martial Arts
Flight: 3	When she shrinks below four feet Jane gains wings strong enough to lift her. Only when shrunk
Force Blast: 4	By channeling her bodies excess energy Jane can emit bio electrical blasts from her hands and eyes. By varying the degree of intensity she can cause intense pain or simply short circuit nerves. Damages or stuns at will Range 4 Energy
Leadership: 3	Leading a business and observing her captain on various teams Jane developed the skill and experience necessary to take charge in times on need. Assign up to 2 red stones/player Total per panel = to AN
Shrink: 7	The main ability of the Mutagenic manipulation done by Pm particles is the ability to reduce her molecules until she physically shrinks. As this happens her bodies strength increases exponentially. Insect Strength. (Strength increases by 1 for every 2 levels of shrinking rounded down to max of 6) 1 red stone per size reduction, at will return to size Free to maintain, free to resume 1 red 4 feet, + 1 to RD 2 red 2 feet, +1 to RD 3 red 1 foot, +2 to RD 4 red 6 inches, +2 to RD 5 red 3 inches, +3 to RD 6 red 1 inch, +3 to RD 7 red half an inch, +4 to RD
Social Skills: 5	Growing up as a socialite and debutante Jane has been at the fore of human reaction for her entire life. Developing these skills in results of her life choices has only been a natural progression. Socialite Charm Deception Seduction Police Protocol Criminal Behavior
Modeling/Acting: 3	Utilizing her natural charisma and beauty Jane indulged in a little modeling and acting in her youth, its rare these days but the memories are there.

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MODIFIERS

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Animal Senses: 3	Senses Vibrations around her
Reflexive Dodge:	2 Bought with animal senses
Targeting	2
Attractive	1 Natural physical beauty and charisma
Extended Lifetime	Due to her mutagenic alterations Jane ages at half the normal rate a normal human does.

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CHALLENGES

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It‘s a man‘s world -3w	Jane grew up in a chauvinistic household. Her father was domineering and archaic. To protect herself she grew thorns, turning into an Alpha Bitch to prepare herself for life. Sometimes the remnants of that armor may color her thoughts and reactions.
Favored Enemy: Moleman. Revenge-3w	Jane’s entire purpose in obtaining her abilities and becoming a superhero is twofold. The main focus is vengeance. Vengeance against the mole man for the loss of her fiance.
Guilt-2w	In contrast to the burning desire for revenge is the ever present pool of guilt. Guilt at deceiving Ant man, guilt at the lies of omission and secretes she keeps from her close friends. Unwilling to relinquish her driving force Jane copes with the guilt of her actions, forever quarreling with her consciousness. Jane suffers -2 stones when defending against Telepathic or illusionary attacks aimed against her consciousness.
Kinship-2w	Jane feels a kinship with other female superheroes. Its not always proper, or even wise but she allows herself to develop the feeling. She draws strength from it to help combat her ever present guilt. Jane always takes a females side in a ambiguous situation if applicable. Often times this clashes with her leadership skills. When this happens Jane looses 2 AN from leadership.

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EQUIPMENT

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Costume	The Wasp Uniform
Cybernetic Helmet	A helmet akin to Ant mans. Allows control and summoning of up to 6 stones of insects in short radius,

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THEME SONG



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[Puck]

Another cad didnt quite make a cut, but I love this one so much he shall return!

INTRODUCTION

“Siodhachan! Siodhachan!” An exasperated voice calls through the waning afternoons light. “This forest gives me creeps..Shawn please come out and lets go back to the castle.” Stumbling over roots and assorted foliage Nanny Ferig searched for her charge. The little demon had stared at her with those cursed puppy dog eyes. Only a devil could refuse them. “Ha! And look where that‘s gotten you eh Fera.” Cursing under her breath the old women rounded a copse of trees and ran her bespectacled gaze along the treetops. At ten the young master Siodhachan could and did often hide among the branches and leaves.

“Made of the wood that boy is.” The Irish women mumbled as she picked up the hem of her dress and forged on. “Which is good because he’s going to be intimately introduced to my spoon when this is over.”

“Aww, Gram gram, don’t be like that.” Ferig suppressed a startled squak as her charge dropped from a nearby branch and barreled into her. At three feet he was so very small. His tiny hands clung to her skirts and his feathery hair flapped about as he began his usual routine. A practiced schedule guaranteed to worm its way into her good graces.

“Ye need a haircut lad.”

“I know I know, but later, were’ having so much fun!”

“Ha, ye don’t know fun yet boyo, just wait till we get home”

“Aww, gram gram!”

“None of that lad! Ye’ve got me Irish up now.”

.~.

Castle O‘ Callaghan had been a ancestral home for generations. That is how it was retained in the family. Siodhachan, heir to the O‘ Callaghan name lay prone on the floor of his father‘s study.

“Father, where is mother?” He asks as he stares into the flames.

“She’s busy taking care of her people Siodhachan.”

“Her people? Does she love her people more than us?”

“No, not at all. She just has more of them to care for than we do. We must always remember she is a very important women and to cherish her visits.”

“Is she a queen father?”

“Yes, she’s a queen”

“Am I a prince then?”

Unbeknownst to the boy Atticus O’ Callagan froze. Dread squeezed his heart and stole color from his flesh before he managed to master himself.

“No, not of her kingdom, but you’re my little princeling and that’s all that matters.”

.~.

“Father, Im going Hunting!”

“You know the rules Siodhachan, stay within the grounds.”

Rolling his eyes Siodhachan grumbles and bounds from the foyer and whistles sharply.

“Come Caliban! We fly!” Laughing he wove through the branches, dodging around thick stands to foil his falcons sight.

“Im nearly twenty, that’s a full man and yet I’ve never been off grounds alone.”

A screeching cry was his only response.

“Yes yes, all right we won’t break the rules, but one day, I promise, one day I’m going to go out into that world”

.~.

At the manor Atticus rocked back and forth. Before him lay dozens of runes scattered about, a mug of tea drained to the dregs lay next to it.

“Why can’t I see anything” He murmurs to himself, lost in the void of nothing that consumes his sons future.

“I haven’t needed a stronger medium for divination in years…am I so feeble..”

“Your potency has not diminished Atticus O’ Callagan,” The cold voice tore Atticus from his revelations. So deep in thought was he that he missed the tell tail whisper of voices long gone, the crisp bite of fresh wind, the lengthening shadows.

Without looking he turns and bows.

“Milady.”

“Where is my son Atticus O’ Callagan.”

‘Our’ son, he thought bitterly to himself. But think is all he did and that only fleeting. For the creature that stood before him was not mortal, not even human whatever her guise. Morrigu, the Tuatha de Danaan. The Phantom Queen.

“He is on the grounds hunting milady.”

“Mmm, I think I will join him.”

“He would like that very much.” Despite his fear and resentment Siodhachan did very much enjoy the time he spent with his mother, even if she did not tell him her true nature. No father could resent the joy of his child.

“You do not like me Atticus O’ Callagan.” A flash of pale skin forestalled any response.

“No, no lies between us Druid. It is not surprising, you did not wish our coupling, you do not follow my path. But you are uniquely suited to this task. Our son is safe and prospering and for that I can tolerate your dislike.”

A faint rustle of feathers whisper through the room as the Morrigan falls silent.

It is hours before Atticus dares to look up, and find the room empty.

“My son..what does she plan for you.” Glancing at his failed divinations Atticus rises and brushes off his trousers and the residual fear the Demon Queen’s presence always brought. Once composed he heads to the kitchens. He would try entrails.

.~.

Siodhachan had been tracking the night owl for the past three hours. For some reason or another he could never get a clear shot on it. Granted he wasn’t much a hunter and wasn’t much trying. He mainly just wanted to get out of the castle.

It is with much amusement Caliban watches his master fumble about in the dark, and it is with a banked pleasure The Morrigan watches her son’s antics. She had done this quite often in the past. Watched from afar. It wouldn’t do to acclimatize the boy to her presence, not yet. But soon, soon she would be able to look upon her child in her true form and watch as the shell he wore burned away to reveal the spark within. A spark lit by her own fire.

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DESCRIPTION




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[/tr][tr][td]CHARACTER NAME:[/td][td] Siodhachan
O' Callaghan
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[/tr][tr][td]SECRET IDENTITY:[/td][td]Darkling[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPECIES:[/td][td] Half-Sidhe[/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]GENDER:[/td][td]Male [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HAIR:[/td][td]Black [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]EYES:[/td][td]Gold/Black with Red Iris and thin vertical black slits [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGE:[/td][td]20 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]HEIGHT:[/td][td]5’6/6’2 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]WEIGHT:[/td][td]115 lbs/150 lbs [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]ORIENTATION:[/td][td]Pansexual [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]APPEARANCE:[/td][td] Under his Glamour Siodhachan is short, lithe with the barest hint of toned musculature. He has acorn smooth acorn brown skin and dark curly hair. He possesses sharp features and soft expressive golden eyes.

In his true form Siodhachan is tall and strong. His body is toned and hardened, skin like moonlight and flowing hair that dances in a ethereal wind paint a picture of eldritch beauty. His voice is a soft caress on the wind and the air about him murmurs with ghostly voices. If that were not the strange markings and silver horns that grow from his head complete the picture of inhuman demeanor.
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[/tr][tr][td]PERSONALITY:[/td][td] Siodhachan is a soft spoken young man. He prefers to study and think before he speaks. He is thoughtful and deliberate with a penchant for studying.

Conversely Siodhachan is partially removed from his Fey half. Instinct and race memory often override him when he gives over to his other self, no doubt a legacy of his mothers.[/td][/tr][/table]



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ABILITIES

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[/tr][tr][td]INTELLIGENCE:[/td][td]3/6 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]STRENGTH:[/td][td]2/4 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]AGILITY:[/td][td]2/4 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]SPEED:[/td][td]2/4 [/td][/tr]
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[/tr][tr][td]HEALTH:[/td][td]3/6 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]ENERGY:[/td][td]9/15 [/td][/tr]
[/tr][tr][td]REGENERATION:[/td][td]3/5 [/td][/tr]

[/tr][tr][td]WEALTH:[/td][td]7/0 [/td][/tr][/table]

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ACTIONS

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Standard (Distance/Area) Chart:	~1-5 feet ~2-10 feet ~3-25 feet ~4-50 feet ~5-100 feet ~6-200 feet
Standard Weight Chart (Specific Focus/Person)	~1-100 lbs ~2-100-250 lbs ~3-250-1000 lbs ~4-1000 lbs-2 tons ~5-2-5 tons ~6-5-10 tons
Acrobatics: 0/4	To accentuate the natural grace of the half sidhe side Siodhachan is trained and practiced in Acrobatics. A gymnast growing up the young man plied his craft among his family estate. Moving from tree to banister and turret. Agility Bonus Movement Action Subtract AN from stones of falling damage
Animal Training: 3/0	As part Sidhe Siodhachan is attuned to nature in some form or another. He holds a kinship to Avian creatures, no doubt a minor boon from his mother. Avian Stones vs. Scenario Description
Business Skills: 3/0	Contacts, access, practiced eye, acumen. One skilled in Business can spot favorable opportunities and use them to further their goals. Intelligence Bonus
Close Combat: 0/3	Trained in combat as a means of exercise and self defense Siodhachan is a skilled martial artists. He also possesses some knowledge of sword craft. Strength Bonus Swordsmanship Jeet Kun Do Aikido
Dance: 3/5	All fey can move with wild abandon. In Half breeds it manifests in something less than the irresistible dance but something more than an eldritch tune. Following the strains of otherworldly music Siodhachan can draw people into a different world with sinuous movement and direction. Influence moods, attitudes, actions Combine stones with Social Skills when appropriate Can create minor but lasting impressions
General Knowledge: 4/0	Booksmarts and study allow Siodhachan to accumulate a broad range of knowledge over various subjects. Intelligence Bonus Encyclopedic General Knowledge Ask relevant questions of DM Action Number vs. Scenario Description Celtic Mythology Geography History Occult Affairs
Sidhe Magic (As Mastery of Magic): 0/4	Through his ties to the Tuatha De Danaan Siodhachan can draw upon the ancient magic that flows through his blood. As potent as any human or demon sorcery the Sidhe Magic offers many avenues that stem from enchantment, misdirection, and animation. Unfortunately it is bloodline magic and bound to certain aspects that make up its foundation. Manipulation of Magic Magic Barrier Magic Blast (Range Four) Magic Defense Prestidigitation/Illusion Magical Research Accumulate Energy Bound by Ancient Law - If Siodhachan enters a home or dwelling uninvited much of his power is left behind, his Mastery AN drops in half.
Psychiatry 4/0	A natural sensitive Siodhachan is well adapted to listen and adapting to social situations. With a clear head and a soft demeanor he can open up or entice others to by effort alone. Intelligence Bonus Mutant Psychology Demon Psychology Human Psychology Fey Psychology
Social Skills 0/6	Under the influence of his Fey wild Siodhachan looses a deal of the gentle focus required for subtle arts. Though he gains much in instinctual grace and elegance. His bearing and demeanor accented by his divine blood allow him to make connections far easier than he could otherwise do. Occult Circles Demon Protocol Fey Protocol Persuasion Seduction Intimidation
Call The Blood (As Summoning):0/4	Through the deeper ties with his divine kin Siodhachan can call upon their power. Whether drawing from their domains with invocations or summoning lesser kin or the divine themselves his connection is capable of great power. However no matter how close he can be he is still a Halfling, mortal. And the Fey are not, it is impossible to fully comprehend how such creatures think and failure to respect their differences can led to quick and painful deaths, or worse. Intelligence Bonus Call and Control otherworldly beings and direct their energy Summoning: Stones vs. Durability+1 stone per specification (Known entities excluded) Maintaining Control: stones (and or other requirements) vs. Control Factor Binding: Stones vs. Binding Factor Invoking: 2 for 1 stones, duration 1 red/panel, can pre pay
The Sight (As Telepathy): 2/2	As son of the Morrigan Siodhachan can hear, the voices of the dead and spirits As a Goddess of War, Fate, and Death the Tuatha De Danaan imparted the ‘gift‘ of knowledge of the other‘s to her blood. Can’t Read Minds Hear Voices of spirits or dead Add to Mental Defense Intelligence Bonus

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MODIFIERS

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Immortality _/+	Directly descended from one of the Tuatha de Danaan Siodhachan rises from the river of time at the age of maturity. Baring disease or other malady of the flesh he will enjoy his longevity for all time.
Photographic Memory +/_	When the race memory of his other half is not pressing upon him Siodhachan possesses a eidetic memory.
Fey Senses: 1/3	In his Glamour Siodhachan can detect faint auras and living energy that permeate the world. Bound to his instinctual side can detect even the faintest disturbances. Life Energy Aura Fog or Smoke Life Energy Auras Darkness Energy Patterns Into Other Dimensions
Glamour	As transform self, 1 form

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[tr][td]Gift of Babylon: _/+ (Translation: Universal) [/td][td]Siodhachans ancestry gifts him with the ability to understand any and all language, spoken, written, or otherwise. He can easily translate any form of communication to any sentient creature. [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Reflexive Dodge[/td][td]0/2 [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Toughness[/td][td]0/2 [/td][/tr]
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CHALLENGES

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Half-Blood - 6w	Siodhachan is half human half Faerie. Despite the strain of walking in two worlds he possesses a lethal allergy to ferrous metals. Within his glamour he sickens around to much. In his true form its presence is akin to radiation and its touch poisons his body. Receives x2 dmg from ferrous weapons, x3 from Cold Iron. items with ferrous metals dilute his invoked spell damage by 2 stones if it is Fey Based. Every Hour spent unglamoured in strong presence (A small enclosed room of iron) reduces his regeneration by 1 until he’s comatose.
Child of the Goddess-5w	Descended from a mortal Druid and The Morrigu Siodhachan walks a difficult path. Any of the Tuatha de Danaan are alien entities to the perception of man, but the Queen of Demons is a convoluted roll altogether. A triune deity his Mother has layers of plans and expectations that he finds all but impossible. In addition she does not always approve of his actions and communicates in the basest way possible. Still, she loves her offspring and though they are often times at odds with each other she guides him and does what she can to ensure no lasting harm comes to him. That being said she does not hesitate to interfere with his goals if they are counter productive to her own. It is a strained relationship at times.
Bound By the Old Ways-2w	While he is not a Druid Siodhachan is bound to the old ways. As his knowledge and understanding grow he must adapt and shift his life until it parallels the base concepts of the practice. Failure to do so can result in his kin forsaking him and the lessening of his power. This tends to center around appeasing his other kin.
Leviathan Horror-3w	The greatest enemy of the fey are the ancient Fomorian. The dark ones defeated and banished by the combined might of the Tuatha de Danaan. Such are these horrid creatures that many never speak of them. While they are best left to nightmares it is a dangerous practice. Particularly when one of the blood dabbles in conjuration. Siodhachan must always be on alert, less one of his mothers primordial rivals attempt to free themselves through his power.
Walking in Two Worlds-3w	As a creature of the human world Siodhachan is partially a product of the modern era. However raised under a Druids care and the watch of a Goddess elicits a different set of mannerisms. For this reason Siodhachan often finds it difficult to sympathize with other mortals and all but impossible to focus around the Fey in trying situations. In such circumstances he reverts to his baser instincts for better or worse. When conversing with Fey and Humans Siodhachan has a -2 to social skills to either or, as he adopts a side. This can also strain his human relations as he tends to side with the Fey if not for the blood connection than the power they offer.

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EQUIPMENT

Castle O‘ Callaghan	A sprawling manor estate with miles of ground. Tailored to his kind Castle O‘ Callaghan is bereft of such annoyances and dangers as ferrous metals and the like. It is a Haven in a difficult time, set in the forested isle of Ireland apart from man‘s world as one can be.
Plastic Jet	A plan completely devoid of metal
Moonlight‘s Kiss	A family Heirloom Moonlights Kiss is a sword of enchanted silver. Safe for his use and eternally sharp the blade is a gift from one O’ Callaghan to another. +2 to CC X2 dmg
Dread Bearer‘s Amulet	A gift from his Mother, The Dread Bearer‘s Amulet imparts the gift of flight to the wearer. Often taking the appearance of black feathered wings. The Item itself is in destruction and the by product of its function regenerates as soon as its damaged. When not in use it is a long black animate cloak if visible at all. As Cloak of Levitation, Free Flight 3
Druidic Library	An Ancient Library hidden beneath his Ancestral home; of which Siodhachan has been studying since he was a boy. The Library contains much Mystic Lore, his focus being the various Tuatha de Danaan and lesser fey he can call upon and how to appease them.

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THEME SONG


Night wish - Amaranth



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Invocations

These are four invocations Siodhachan uses regularly (1 per An) And 2 summons on the wish list

Wrath of Nemain

“Let Nemain’s wrath consume you!”

Ranged 4, Energy Attack, 2x dmg or stun duration = dmg

Nemain will not answer the invocation unless Siodhachan is in battle or has been struck.

Cloak of the Sea

“Lord of the sea, I beseech you, veil your kin in the hidden world”

Creates Weather cover (Fog, Hail, Rain)

Manaan Mc Lir requires an offering of incense or herbs to gain his attention

Mother’s Womb

“Mother! I beg a reprieve! Remake me in the image of our cousins”

Metamorphosis = to AN animals only

The Morrigan grants her power in accordance to her will. If her son is following her wishes she will freely give her gifts. If he is contrary to her demands she has no qualms about leaving him stuck in a form if it suits her.
Special Note: If Siodhachan is at less than half hp she always gifts her power.

Dagda’s Embrace

“All father accept us, hold us close in your arms and shield us from the darkness beyond.

Force Field = stones spent, nullify 2x dmg

Dagda will not parcel out his strength unless Siodhachan requires protection. He does not deal in prevention.
Siodhachan must have taken damage to invoke Dagdas Embrace.



Kiralean

Baen-Sidhe

A Baensidhe of a lesser order Kiralean hovers in between until she senses danger. Her wail pierces sleep and unconsciousness, rousing those who are coming to harm.

Abilities:

Int-7
Str-3
Agi-1
Spe-1
Dur-3

Actions:

General Knowledge: 7 (Intelligence)

Modifier:

Wail (limited As Prescience) - Grants to summoner
Factors:

Control: 1 white stone + 1 per instance.



Sidhe Warrior- Galivisto

Abilities:

Int-1
Str-7
Agi-3
Spe-3
Dur-5

Actions:

Ranged Combat: 7 (Strength)

Invisibility: 4

Teleport: 3

Factors:

Control: 1w/round unable to use Magic or loose control

Binding Factor: 21

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