Valerian

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under a blackened sky;

Name: Valerian
Age: 16
Birthdate:
Birthplace: Thorns
Hair: White
Eyes: Violet
Skin: Pale
Height: 5'6"
Weight:
Image Song: Sarah McLachlan, Wait

sleeping on empty dreams;

Name: Valerian
Concept: overworked young healer
Caste: Endings
Anima banner: violet
Motivation:
Intimacies:


Attributes:
Str: 2
Dex: 3
Sta: 4

Cha: 2
Man: 2
App: 3

Per: 4
Int: 4
Wits: 3

Caste Abilities: Integrity 4, Medicine 4 (+1 Infections), Martial Arts 1, Awareness 4, Bureaucracy 2
Favored Abilities: Resistance 4 (+1 Poisons), Lore 3, Occult 3 (Ghosts +1), Performance 3 (Singing +1)
Other Abilities: Craft Air: 1, Dodge 4, Athletics 1, Stealth 1, Linguistics 1 (Native: Riverspeak, High Realm), Presence 1 (Death Glares +1)

Charms:
Dodge

  • 3rd Dodge Excellency
  • Absence
  • Duck Fate

Resistance

  • Someone Else's Destiny

Medicine

  • 2nd Medicine Excellency
  • Smooth Transition
  • Peaceable Conclusion
  • Terminate Illness

Integrity

  • 3rd Integrity Excellency
  • Compassionate Essence Replenishment

Willpower: 6
Essence:
Personal:
Peripheral:
Paradox:
Limit: 0/10

Virtues:
Compassion: 3
Conviction: 3
Temperance: 3
Valor: 2


Merits:

  • Enchanting Feature: voice (1)

Flaws:

  • Nightmares (3)
  • Enemy 3
  • Secret: 3 (oh hey it's a Sidereal/Anathema/whatever. In Thorns)
  • Greater Curse 1

Backgrounds:

  • Connections 2 (The Puppet Court)
  • Acquaintances 2
  • Resources 2
  • Familiar 1 (Yune, a little songbird.)

Essence: 2


JB: 7
DDV: 5
PDV: Doing It Wrong
MDV: 6
MPV: 3

when all we wanted was the dream;

Backstory to come.

and there is a love that is inherently given;

Personality.

that precious little thing;

Valerian is a painfully thin-not slender, that is far too kind-, slight, ghost-pale boy, with longish white hair that he usually wears tied back, and violet eyes, standing at barely five and a half feet tall. He rarely speaks, and when he does, it is barely above a whisper: however, despite this, there is a strangely compelling quality about his voice, enchanting. He is something of a pretty thing, with the promise of startling beauty, and if he put on weight, and smiled, he would be rather attractive. He dresses in a nondescript fashion, in grays.

oh i know that would be the death of me;

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