Editing Warlock Náríel

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==Skills==

{| class="wikitable"
|-
! Warrior
! Rating
! Seer
! Rating
! Prince
! Rating
|-
| Celerity
| 2
| Farsight
| 1
| Glory
| 2
|-
| Assault
| 4
| Channeling
| 5
| Politik
| 1
|-
| Firefight
| 1
| Wraithsight
| 2
| Strategy
| 2
|-
| Fortitude
| 1
| Artisan
| 0
| Merchant
| 0
|-
| Hunting
| 2
| Lore
| 2
| Will
| 5
|-
|}

==Stunts==

Tenacity: Will instead of Fortitude for Health

Thundering Strike: +2 Damage in Assault with a Witchblade

Destructor: No Phenoms when using Destructor

Warrior of Dreams: +1 Assault in melee

Mourning Light: Nariel wields the massive Witchblade called Mourning Light


==Aspects==

Path - The Path of the Seer

Doom - The Arrogance of the Eldar

Patron - Khaine

Mastery - Prodigious Psyker

Self - Eldar Patriot 


==Gear==

Mourning Light

Shuriken Pistol

Runic Armor


==Brief Description=

Náríel is a young warlock, considered amongst her august peers new to the Path of the Seer, and yet there she has found both a path which rests well with her spirit and in which she has found great early success. From the time of her exit from the Dire Avenger shrine, she has seen mastery of the art of Battlemancy come quickly. Her prodigious psychic potential has served her well, and her aptitude for the challenge of switching between the Self and the Warrior-Self is already known.

Nothing exemplifies her early success so much as her achievements on the Maiden World of Cariniel, when acting as part of a strike against human encroachment, she sensed the faint emanations of an ancient cache of weapons. To the horror of her squad, however, they had already been claimed and stolen away by the human locusts- the emanation had been the cries of the wraithbone to the humans plucking Spirit Stones from the walls with naked steel. Náríel led her squad on a chase across the surface, eventually catching the invaders on the very threshold of their vehicles as they tried to flee, reclaiming what was rightfully theirs.

Amongst the items discovered- claimed as her own prize- was the Heart of Mourning, an ancient and beautiful two handed wraithblade, which has not left her side since.

Despite her successes, however, the fates may not have kind futures in store for Náríel. More experienced Seers sense within her a rash streak, fueled by the confidence of her early successes. They see potential burning brightly in its youth, blinded by its own brilliance, threatening to burn those around it rather than light their way. Náríel sees nothing.