Character:Weaver of Infinite Potential

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  • Weaver of Infinite Potential
  • Caste:No-Moon
  • Concept:Perky and friendly spider-monster web-master with a dark secret
  • A hairless black chitin-covered 4-armed 6 foot tall creature with fangs and pedipalps, and 8 unusually expressive eyes. The rare times she is seen in her (now rather unfamiliar) human form, she's a surprisingly plain, petite woman. In her warform, she wears a flowing robe of shimmering moonsilver spider-silk, a gift from her Silver Pact mentor before his untimely death. In battle, she wields razor-sharp moonsilver strands of essence webbing, using them to flow and cut around her opponent. In battle, she moves like a black shadow lined with shining silver, staying in one space and moving the flow of battle around her, instead of the other way around

Motivation

  • To weave a network of connections throughout Creation so breathtaking that even Luna on her Silver Throne will stop and stare in wonder

Intimacies

Natural

Negative

  • Her Human Form (Fear, Distrust, Contempt)

Positive

  • Giving Aid (Kindness)
  • Keeping My Secret Safe (Shame, Fear, Guilt)
  • The Uniting Potential of Communication (Hope)

Supernatural

Negative

Positive

  • Ten Thousand Steps (True Love)
  • Defending Creation's Future (Protectiveness) (Righteous Lion Defense)

Anima

Describe here in full your Caste anima power.

  • A shimmering spider weaves and weaves it's web above Weaver, eventually the incorporeal quicksilver webbing surrounds her like a coccoon as she moves.

Attributes

Physical

  • Strength 2 (3)
  • Dexterity 5 (6) *Favoured
  • Stamina 4 (5)

Social

  • Charisma 7 (+3 with Necklace of Solar Charisma) *Favoured
  • Manipulation 2
  • Appearance 5 (+3 with Necklace of Solar Charisma)

Mental

  • Perception 4 *favoured
  • Intelligence 5 *favoured
  • Wits 5 *favoured

Abilities

Favored

  • Martial Arts: 5 (+1 War Form)
  • Survival: 3 (7) (+4 from Armoured Hide Blight in Warform)

Unfavored

  • Craft: 5 (All 4 types)
  • Lore: 5
  • Occult: 5
  • Dodge: 2
  • Awareness: 3
  • Athletics: 1
  • Linguistics: 3 (Old Realm, Forest-tongue, Rivertongue)
  • Resistance: 4
  • Integrity: 1
  • Investigation: 4
  • Presence: 2
  • Socialize: 3

Backgrounds

Each Background

How much you have in it, and describe it

Merits

Each Merit

Describe the Merit and it's cost

Flaws

Each Flaw

  • Describe the Flaw and it's cost

Charms

Each Ability or Attribute

Charms for that Ability/Attribute (include short description and page #)

Essence

  • Essence:
  • Personal: /
  • Peripheral: /
  • Committed to Charms:
  • Committed to artifacts:
  • Willpower: /
  • Anima status:

Virtues

  • Compassion: 5
  • Conviction: 2
  • Temperance: 4
  • Valor: 3
  • (Virtue channels used: None)

Limit Break

Describe your flaw and record here your limit

Conflict

Physical

  • Join Battle:
  • Dodge DV:
  • Parry DV:
  • Soak: L/B/A

Movement

  • Move:
  • Dash:

Social

  • Join Debate:
  • Dodge MDV:
  • Parry MDV:

Health Levels

  • -0, -1, -1, -2, -2, -4, Incapacitated
  • (wounds are designated as bashing, lethal or aggravated)

Equipment

  • Moonsilver Spider-silk Armour
  • Necklace of Solar Charisma
  • Jewel of the Rabbit's Sword

History

  • Hailing from the jungles of the East, Weaver was bitten by the vicious Aranxian Tyrant-Eater, a spider whose venom is strong enough to wear away at the body of even a Tyrant Lizard. Refusing to die, she lurched through miles of untamed forest-land until she reached the border of Halta, and Luna, impressed by her tenacity, kissed her on the forehead and left her shifting mark upon her. She has stayed in her warform for years now, and is always much amused by newcomer's reactions to her appearance. She is rather guileless and almost always optimistic, She loves children, and is surprisingly accepted around her home as "The Spinner Who Comes Bearing Gifts", for her habit of leaving dolls of soft spun silk at the doors of couples with newborn children. She makes money by taking commissions on her weaving, making such wonders as ropes that can bear great loads, light gowns and clothing that can provide as much protection as chainmail, and once, an entire hut that withstood a hurricane.

And all that was before she met Ten Thousand Steps, a Chosen of Journeys that she saved during an unfortunate incident involving Raksha and the ground. They fell in love, and after months spent together in the jungle, Steps returned to Yu-Shan to join the tiny Silver Faction, but this time offering a powerful member of the Silver Pact as a contact. They share the dream of a way to unite all of Creation together through communication. With help from her Sidereal lover, she knows that she’ll be able to find a way to tie all of Creation together so that it’s population may speak to and help one another no matter the location...

But first, she has found Lookshy being assaulted by the Mask of Winters and has chosen to leave her mountain lair and her experiments to help save them. She cannot allow Lookshy’s resources to fall into the hands of that undead abomination.

Personality

  • Weaver is an optimist, despite her past. She tries to find the best way to help everyone in any situation, remaining cheerful throughout. She's quick to make friends with people, and tries to be as honest as possible. She hesitates to say hurtful things to her friends, but is also terrible at lying, particularily to anyone with the power of the Celestial Exalted. Despite her essentially loving nature, Weaver knows how to fight very well, and has allowed herself to submerge into the Lunar's battle fury when she felt there was no other choice. Her shame and guilt at what she has done and the mistakes she has made are kept deep inside her, where they remain like a pearl formed of foulness and despair.

Goals

Family

In a small village deep in the Haltan Border

Each Member

Circle

Each Circlemate

XP

  • Earned: #114
  • Spent: #114 (make a list of all purchases here)
  • Unspent: #0