"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
—Lovecraft
Date of Birth:
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Apparent Age:
19
Occupation:
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Nationality:
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Hooks
Notoriety - A gaian who has danced the spiral, and who has joined the Uktena
Breed - He smells like a spiral, but different. Not as rotten.
Theurge - Need a gift? Talens? Fetish? I would /love/ to help you, even if it's running a scene where we hunt down a spirit for you to learn a gift from.
Mask - That shit is creepy looking.
Anorexia - The man is unhealthily thin.
Accent - His accent is... Strange. It's a hint Scottish, a hint American and a hint British.
Overview
Contacts
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Description
xxxxx<font-size: 9pt">A hooded figure stands at a height a couple inches short of six feet. A dark leather cloak wraps his form, breaking up his silhouette quite well, but it is not too difficult to see the thin and gaunt body beneath. The limbs are too thin, his stomach visibly concave beneath the off-white tunic he wears. His legs are covered by black cloth pants. His feet covered by black leather boots with steel buckles that clasp up the front.
xxxxx<font-size: 9pt">His face is hidden beneath a mask; a terrifying mask of steel that strongly resembles a human skull with much of it's face broken but kept strong and in one piece by seemingly crudely wraps of wire that strings together the jaw bones. Beneath the hood it can be seen that the man has dark hair that's length brings it right past the ears..