Character:Safiel

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Safiel
Biographical information
Birthplace

the deep southern desert

Birth

22nd Resplendent Fire, RY 752

Occupation(s)

hunter, spy, troublemaker

Hair color

black

Eye color

amber

Height

5'2"

Statistics
Type

Lunar

Caste

Full Moon

Anima

A female lion

Affiliation

The Silver Pact,

Safiel
Full Moon desert hunter and warrior

A slender but wiry youth clad in the loose sand-colored robes of a desert tribe. With the face mostly hidden behind the veil it is only the very sharp-eyed that would notice the fine silvery tattoos marking the youth as one of Luna's Chosen. Someone of equally sharp mind might realize that the eyes are of unusual shape and color, faintly luminescent in deep amber and with a cat's slitted pupils. Of course a person like that would also know not to comment or otherwise arouse the wrath of the child of the Argent Madonna.

Motivation

To find out what creature or phenomenon was responsible for the death of her family and tribe, and end it.

Intimacies

  • Self-sufficiency (pride)
  • Strength and wit (respect)
  • Luna (love)

(Intimacies in italic are protected by Charm effects)

Anima

Attributes

PHYSICAL: Strength 2 (3), Dexterity 6 (7), Stamina 5 (6)
SOCIAL: Charisma 2, Manipulation 1, Appearance 5
MENTAL: Perception 3, Intelligence 2, Wits 5

(Values in parentheses apply to the war form)

Abilities

Favored Abilities

Martial Arts 5, Survival 5 (Desert +2)

Unfavored Abilities

Thrown 1, War 1, Presence 2, Integrity 3, Resistance 3, Occult 1, Craft (Water) 1, Athletics 3, Awareness 3 (Combat Reflexes +2), Dodge 3, Stealth 3, Larceny 1

Backgrounds

Artifact 4 - The Worm's Teeth

Made from the teeth of some gigantic animal and inlaid with moonsilver designs these paired knifes were created by Safiel and her Silver Pact teacher toward the end of her mentoring period. Easy to conceal, quick to draw, and possessed of a vicious edge they are her favored weapons.

Moonsilver paired short daiklaves: Spd 4, Acc +6, Dmg +7L (P), Def +3, Rate 3. Cause crippling effects, become stronger by drinking the blood of the enemy.

Solar Bond 3

Safiel's Exaltation shares a strong bond with its Solar counterpart.

Heart's Blood 2

  • Cat
  • Raven
  • Simhata
    • Gazelle's Pace (3)
  • Sandworm
    • Armored Hide (3)
    • Fire Adaption (1)
    • Deadly Teeth (2)
  • Abacasteri
    • Fire Adaption (1)
    • Solid Gold Body (4)
    • Corrosive Saliva (4)
    • Burning Blood (4)

Merits and Flaws

[+1 BP]

Legendary Dexterity (3)

Enemy 3

Wanted 1

Charms

Knacks

Towering Beast Form (--, may assume shapes as large as a yeddim)
Deadly Beastman Transformation (5m, assume the warform, terrible man/lion hybrid)

  • Thick Skin (2) - +2L/2B soak
  • Claws & Fangs (2) - deal Lethal damage with natural attacks
  • Wolf's Pace - +2 base movement, +2 base jump distance, +1d to competitive running
  • Enhanced Sight - +2d to visual Awareness

Beast-Power Concentration (--, may gain benefits of enhanced physique and Gift charms in pure human form)
Hybrid Body Rearrangement (1m/mutation level, not committed, may assume qualities from any shape in the form library)

Dexterity

First Dexterity Excellency (1m/die, add up to Dex dice to a Dexterity action)

Stamina

Third Stamina Excellency (4m, re-roll a Stamina action or double Sta for purpose of a static rating such as soak)
Ox-Body Technique (--, four addition -2 Health Levels, two additional Dying levels)
Bruise-Relief Method (1m/HL, instantly heal bashing damage. 2m committed: heal 1B/action)
Halting the Scarlet Flow (2m/HL, instantly heal lethal damage. 3m committed: heal 1L/action)

Appearance

Third Appearance Excellency (4m, re-roll an Appearance action or double App for purpose of a static rating)

Combos

Essence & Health

Essence: 2
Personal: 20/20
Peripheral: 40/40 (46)
Committed to Charms: None
Committed to Artifacts: 6m peripheral
Anima Status: None

Health Levels: -0, -1, -1, -2 x6, -4, Incapacitated, Dying x7 (x8)
(wounds are designated as bashing, lethal or aggravated)

Willpower (4 BP)

OOOOO OOOO (Willpower 9/9)

Mental Dodge DV: 7

Virtues (4 BP)

Compassion: 3 -
Conviction: 3 -
Temperance: 2 -
Valor: 5 -

(Virtue Channels used: None)

Limit Break

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Limit Condition:
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Equipment & Combat

Join Battle: 10
DDV: 6
Soak: 3L/5B/0A

History & Personality

How old are you? I have seen the Sky With No Moon sixteen times. I have passed the rites, have chosen a calling and have been anointed a master hunter, but have not yet chosen a mate. I have been graced by the Bloody Huntress and marked by the Elders of the Pact. Does that satisfy your curiosity?

Where are you from? I was born and raised in the Land, what the white-beards of the big cities call the Mare Saburae at the edge of the Firestream Delta. Life is hard there and dying is easy, but for the longest time I knew nothing else. We are not like the soft northerners, we survive and we prosper no matter what the Land throws at us while they only know how to die. I have traveled to the lands of the north and found paradisaical places where water is plentiful and green everywhere, where luxury abounds and chilled water is served in cool houses. But while I may visit there, I will always return the Land. It would not do to become soft and the Land in its own way holds great beauty as well.

What was your family life like? I was the third child of my parents, Nemiel and Siorcas of the ??? sept, clan

How were you Exalted? A sandstorm hit the hunting camp of my sept. If you have ever been in one then you know that this alone is bad enough. Men are scattered and die if they are unprepared or weak like northerners. But that time ... there was something even worse within the storm, something unnatural. A terrible unearthly voice, speaking no language of men or gods. A killing intent to paralyze the strongest arm. My friends tell me I'm too stupid to be afraid, but on that day I was terrified. When the blow came it was almost a relief - I might be excused then for not standing up again to fight.
When the storm had passed barely any sign of our camp remained. Only tatters of tent cloth and a few scattered limbs. I myself was afflicted with a stomach wound, the kind that kills slowly but surely, but was hanging on to life yet. I searched for my family then and my friends, on two feet when I could manage and crawling when not. But no matter how far I circled I could find none alive. The first day was stupefied numbness, the second pain beyond measure and thirst. The third and fourth day passed in a fevered haze. Into the fifth day I emerged in a brittle clarity, knowing with the certainty of the dying that it would be my last, that the most I might achieve would be to spare myself further pain and exertion. But I refused that thought. Seeing the beauty of the land with clear eyes, clinging against all odds to the hope that my family might still be alive somewhere I went on. Through agony and terminal weakness I went on.
Evening came. The moon rose in the sky. And I was still alive, if by the most infinitesimal or margins. There was a cool hand on my shoulder then, a compassionate caress. "Safiel, my child," her silvery voice spoke, "you have come farther than anyone could expect of you. You can rest now, rest in peace." Rest? An end to the pain? Despite its seductiveness the thought could find no purchase. To give up? It was unthinkable. The sound I made was unintelligible but she understood nonetheless, and though with inflamed eyes I could not see I'm certain she smiled. "You choose more suffering then. More pain ... and also hope." Soft silver light penetrated my unseeing eyes then and cool lips touched my brow. "Fight, my child. Fight against the dying of the light." The next thing I knew was that she was gone again. But not without having left a part of herself within me: Exquisite coolness driving out fever, disease and all other weakness, flowing in my veins like liquid moonlight.

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