SOTDL: Charracter 6

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Name :: Felwyn, Red Warden of the Citadel

Attributes

|| Charm || Endurance || Finesse ||

|| Power || Reason || Will ||

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Trained Skills

Craft

"'Fight'"

"'Focus'"

"'Influence'"

• "Honey, not Vinegar"

"'Know'"

• "Tongues, Trailspeak"

"'Labor'"

"'Notice'"

"'Ride/Drive'"

• "Ride Anything"

"'Shoot/Throw'"

"'Survive'"

"'Track'"

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Untrained Skills

| fix | move | perform | pilot | sneak | treat | trick |

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Distinctions/SFX

Checked SFX are active.

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Red Warden of the Citadel

Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a

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Inquisitor

Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a

SFX:Take a Breath step up or double Influence when used in an action to disarm or calm a potentially violent situation.

Role Ability: Once per scene you may spend a PP to succeed on a Know action to tell whether someone is speaking the truth. If an Effect die is needed, the action counts as a

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Wildwarden

Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a

SFX:Honey Trap You are expert at lulling folk into a false sense of security with a perceived weakness, only to turn that so-called weakness against them. Spend a pp to turn a current complication into an asset for an action.

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Signature Assets

Asset or Description

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Background/Bio

So you want the quick version? Alright, here goes:

I was mauled by a bear near the mountains behind my home. I died, or maybe didn’t really die, not sure which, but in any case I should have died. My Father brought me home after but it wasn’t the same. I was different, and my family was different because of it, so I left. Like many, I made my way to the coast, following the Salt. After a few seasons of farm labour I was looking up at the gates of the Citadel. Never seen anything like it. I found out where I belonged, one way or another.

After some questioning I would characterise as 'intense', I started working in the kitchens under Big Barody. He was kind, but did not mess around. I kept my mouth shut and learned a lot. Warm cot, plenty of food, and fair treatment. Reminded me of home, before the end.

Alright, now the good stuff. After a good half season of this I noticed that a seeming important person stalking the kitchen areas. They stayed out of sight, but after the first time, I could feel a sort of 'pull' towards them when they got closer. I found out later that they felt the same, and I found out why.

Well, I’ve probably said too much already. Perhaps, if we travel the road a while longer together, I can tell a bit more.

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