SOTDL: Charracter 4
Name :: Felwyn, Red Warden of the Citadel[edit]
I think we can all agree this became much more interesting.[edit]
Attributes 
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|| Charm 
|| Endurance 
|| Finesse 
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|| Power || Reason || Will ||
Trained Skills [edit]
Craft
"'Fight'"
"'Focus'"
"'Influence'"
"'Know'"
"'Labor'"
"'Notice'"
"'Ride/Drive'"
"'Shoot/Throw'"
"'Survive'"
"'Track'"
- Knacks
- "Honey, not Vinegar"
- "Tongues, Trailspeak"
- "Ride Anything"
Untrained Skills 
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| fix 
| move | perform | pilot | sneak | treat | trick |
Distinctions/SFX 
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Checked SFX are active.
Red Warden of the Citadel
Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a 
instead of a 
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
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.
Signature Assets [edit]
Asset or Description
Background/Bio[edit]
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.