Ravirn
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set me aflame and cast me free;
Name: Ravirn
Age:
Birthdate:
Birthplace:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Black
Skin: Pale
Height: 6'2"
Weight:
Image Song: VNV Nation, Kingdom (Restoration)
before the faceless name of Justice;
Name: Ravirn
Concept: subtle king of a desperate nation
Caste: Waning
Totem: raven
Anima banner:
Motivation: to protect his people and improve their lot at any cost
Intimacies: his people
Attributes:
Str: 2
Dex*: 3
Sta: 2
Cha: 2
Man*: 5
App: 4
Per*: 3
Int: 2
Wits*: 4
Favored Abilities:
- Survival 2
Other Abilities:
- Archery 3
- Lore 3
- Martial Arts 1
- Melee 1
- Performance 3
- Presence 3
- Ride 1
- Socialize 3
- War 3
- Thrown 1
- Investigation 3
- Larceny 2
- Stealth 2
- Resistance 1
- Bureacracy 1
Charms:
Virtues:
Compassion:
Conviction:
Temperance:
Valor:
Willpower:
Essence: 3
Personal:
Peripheral:
Limit: 0/10
Backgrounds:
Merits:
Flaws:
- Nightmares
- Enemy 4
- Throwback 3
Backgrounds:
- Influence 3
JB:
DDV:
PDV:
MDV:
MPV:
sever the line to the guilty past;
like some law unto myself;
Lost Rainbow Maiden, above all, is cold. She cares little for people: a childhood spent isolated in the company of a mad terrestrial goddess, plus heartbreak just when she was trying to reach out, pretty well sealed the bargain. She is logical and precise and driven, cold as the heart of winter, and extremely intimidating as well, bitter and sarcastic and just all in all, something of a loose cannon as well. Uptight and humorless, as well as just not quite getting how things work, she is just overall very menacing, and grumpy. Very very grumpy. And brooding.
Even years later, she is haunted by the memories of her childhood, of what she witnessed, and this, more then anything, has influenced her development. It is why she is so passionate about hunting down and punishing the corrupt: it is why she longs to cleanse the corruption from the Celestial Bureaucracy. Even now, she resents her mother: she loved her, as well as hated her, and even years later, cannot seem to reconcile this.
shadows fell on futile games;
Lost Rainbow Maiden is a rather tall-about 6'2"-young-appearing woman, slender, lithe, and athletic, with pale porcelain skin, long and flowing black hair that she wears loose, and the star-flecked deep violet eyes of a Chosen of Endings, strikingly beautiful in a delicate, cool way. She is perpetually frowning or scowling, and she carries herself with perfect, flowing, grace, yet somehow efficient, and favors wearing long and flowing sleeveless dresses of the deepest violet, carrying her Foe-Clearing Halberd with her.
No matter what she does, she always has an air of menace surrounding her. Which she doesn't even try to do anything about.
and then there was nothing more;
sever the line to the guilty past/to the ones who brought us nothing/spoke of futures brave and proud/and brought only hate and war/lined the roads with hollow praise/marked the land with paper statues/shadows fell on their futile ways/and then there was nothing more
