Name: The Uncrowned Princess
Caste: Midnight
Anima: A featureless black vortex, though one cannot escape the feeling that those beyond are watching from within
Motivation: Become worthy of the voice
Strength 2 Dexterity 5 Stamina 2
Charisma 5 Manipulation 2 Appearance 5
Perception 2 Intelligence 3 Wits 2
*Archery 3 (Powerbows +3)
Athletics 1
*Awareness 1
*Dodge 1 (Zero Mobility Penalty +3)
*Integrity 2
Investigation 1
*Linguistics 1
Lore 1
*Occult 1
*Performance 5
*Presence 5
*Resistance 3
Socialize 3
*Survival 0
The Crimson Bow 4
Followers 1 (Caress)
Resources 4 (Caress)
Whispers 5
Essence 2 Willpower 9
Compassion 2 Conviction 3
Temperance 2 Valor 2
Personal Essence: 15
Peripheral Essence: 32 - 9 committed = 23
Archery Triumphant
Whithering Feathered Maelstrom
Splinter of the Void - Bloodthirsty Arrow
Banished Bow Arsenal
Integrity Triumphant
Heart of Darkness
Performance Triumphant
Presence Triumphant
Injury-Absorbing Discipline
Ox-Body Technique
Spirit-Hardened Frame
Exceptional Breastplate - +5L/+3B - Mobility -0 - Fatigue 1
Good Luck Charm
Exceptional black funeral dress - +1 to Performance and Presence rolls
Bonus Points - Attributes 4, Abilities 1, Specialties 1, Willpower 4, Backgrounds 8
Intimacies:
The voice - Love
The girls of Caress - Useful servants
The Lover Clad in the Raiment of Tears - Forlorn lust
The Neverborn - Fear
The Uncrowned Princess doesn't really remember her life before her Exaltation. They tell her that that's a blessing. Only pain and anguish comes of remembering how things used to be, and her mistress, the Lover Clad in the Raiment of Tears, provided her a kindness by removing such traumatic memories.
She always had so much to learn. The cacophany of whispering voices started from the first instant that she can remember. She knows that she used to fight against it, trying to ignore their horrible tones and the dark images that burn through her mind. Now she can't remember why. She'd be alone, lost without them.
The only proof to the contrary came in a voice, booming and powerful. He told her that this wasn't her path, that he believed in her and that she would find the way back. She still doesn't understand, but she knows what she felt when she heard his voice. He saw something in her, that he knew everything she could be and that he would never give up on her. If she believed in love, she would almost think that he loved her. Of course, if she believed in love, she'd understand how she felt about him.
From then on, everything the Lover told her seemed hollow. Although the Uncrowned Princess never said so, the Lover quickly picked up on her deathknight's loss of adoration, and has since all but abandoned her. All the Uncrowned Princess would have to do is pray to the Lover and beg to return to her good graces...but she can't. She has to find out about this voice. She has to understand.
Now she lives in Nexus, set up in Bastion District with a whorehouse named Caress. Each of the five girls who works there has been well trained by the Uncrowned Princess, using the lessons she learned from the Lover Clad in the Raiment of Tears.
Rumors hold that she's a futa. Although the members of Caress neither confirm nor deny this, she does seem to hold a strong preference for females. However, she often claims a small nip from her lovers as well.
The Crimson Bow - Speed 6 - Accuracy 9 - Damage +8L - Rate 3 - Range 400 - 2, B
Dodge DV 6
Natural Soak: Bashing 2 Lethal 1 Aggravated 0
Breastplate: Bashing 3 Lethal 5 Aggravated 5
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Willpower: O O O O O O O O O
Personal Essence: 15 / 15
Peripheral Essence: 23 / 23
