Lion
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Vital Statistics
- Full Name// 'Lion'
- Concept// Female Guts
- Age// Mid-20s
- Motivation// Cut the world and make it remember her.
- Essence// ●
- Willpower// ●●●●● ●●●
- Intimacies// Flawless Dream of Vermilion Summer (Absolute loyalty), Mikal Sebasis (Tsundere), Ahura Mithra (Tsundere), Pale Lily (Tsundere), Ramsus Godon (Respect)
Attributes
- Charisma//●
- Manipulation//●
- Appearance//●●●●
- Perception//●●
- Intelligence//●●
- Wits//●●●
- Strength//●●●●●
- Dexterity//●●
- Stamina//●●●●
Abilities
- LIFE/
- Presence// ●
- Ride// ●●●
- WAR/
- Archery// ●●●
- Athletics// ●●●
- Awareness// ●●●
- Dodge// ●●●
- Integrity// ●●●
- Melee// ●●●●●
- Resistance// ●●●●●
Panoply
- Artefact// ●●●
- //Once, Lion rode with a band of mercenaries who made their name throughout the West. They were brave, and skilled, and now they are all dead. A mission for a particular Guild factor lead them into an ancient mausoleum filled with beings of black glass and silver filigree and smokeless fire. Trapped beneath the surface in vaults so vast they seemed limitless, clambering across obsidian pyramids and across gossamer bridges and through labyrinthine palaces, fighting a running battle against beings beyond their ken. An endless battle, minutes running into hours and hours running into days and more still, till only Lion remained at the heart of that deep vault. Only Lion and Worldcutter, a grand daiklave that shined with the light of the stars. only a mortal, it was not a weapon that could belong to her, but she took it regardless and kept fighting.
- When Summer found her, she knelt at the peak of some ancient temple at the centre of a field of burning glass, Worldcutter in her one remaining hand, and took her with him.
- Artefact// ●●
- //A replacement for Lion's lost hand, made mostly from black Jade. It mostly replicates the functions of a normal hand, though it is not as dexterous and requires fairly regular maintenance. It was a gift from Summer, and constructed at great expense. Lion is aware that her arm is slowly deteriorating due to its presence, but is satisfied with anything which will let her swing her sword.