The Scholar
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|pledges=Reaper's Pledge (with a librarian, trading an offering of a book for reshelving), Pledge of Horn and Bone (with a night janitor). | |pledges=Reaper's Pledge (with a librarian, trading an offering of a book for reshelving), Pledge of Horn and Bone (with a night janitor). | ||
|concept=Phantom of UB | |concept=Phantom of UB | ||
| - | |notes= | + | |notes=The Scholar is an anti-social member of the Winter Court who rarely leaves his basement lair on UB's North Campus. |
|mask=A remarkably nondescript man wearing a long-sleeve black turtleneck, black jeans, and black leather shoes. He has short blonde hair and blue eyes, both so pale as to almost be colorless. | |mask=A remarkably nondescript man wearing a long-sleeve black turtleneck, black jeans, and black leather shoes. He has short blonde hair and blue eyes, both so pale as to almost be colorless. | ||
|mien=The Scholar appears to be no more than a shadow of a figure whose clothing and features are indistinct. Roughly average height and build, obviously male, but otherwise indistinguishable. | |mien=The Scholar appears to be no more than a shadow of a figure whose clothing and features are indistinct. Roughly average height and build, obviously male, but otherwise indistinguishable. | ||
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|durance=His first clear memory is being chased through the stacks in the basement of the library by something made of shadows and teeth. Then, with crystal clarity, he recalls years of torture and terror at the hands of things he could not see and constant attempts to escape, wriggling through pipes, tunnels, and holes only to be dragged back by the claws. When he finally managed to break through to open air, he ran with everything he had straight through the thorns, heedless of the damage they did to him. When he returned to the world, stumbling back into the cellar where he was taken, much of what he was had been ripped away. | |durance=His first clear memory is being chased through the stacks in the basement of the library by something made of shadows and teeth. Then, with crystal clarity, he recalls years of torture and terror at the hands of things he could not see and constant attempts to escape, wriggling through pipes, tunnels, and holes only to be dragged back by the claws. When he finally managed to break through to open air, he ran with everything he had straight through the thorns, heedless of the damage they did to him. When he returned to the world, stumbling back into the cellar where he was taken, much of what he was had been ripped away. | ||
|changelinglife=Over the years, he has built a new life based on his love, the thing which brought him back: books and learning. He spends most of his time at the university reading or enjoying the creative efforts of the students. He attends concerts, lets himself into the art studios late at night, and generally lurks, watching people and enjoying their stories. His long stretches alone with his books or curled up in his hollow have worn away at what remains of his sanity, but he remains merely quirky rather than insane. He grudgingly serves the court in all respects but one, the assistance of new arrivals, particularly the confused and amnesiac, command his full attention. He remains terrified of the Others, though, and will not expose himself unless it is absolutely necessary. | |changelinglife=Over the years, he has built a new life based on his love, the thing which brought him back: books and learning. He spends most of his time at the university reading or enjoying the creative efforts of the students. He attends concerts, lets himself into the art studios late at night, and generally lurks, watching people and enjoying their stories. His long stretches alone with his books or curled up in his hollow have worn away at what remains of his sanity, but he remains merely quirky rather than insane. He grudgingly serves the court in all respects but one, the assistance of new arrivals, particularly the confused and amnesiac, command his full attention. He remains terrified of the Others, though, and will not expose himself unless it is absolutely necessary. | ||
| - | |storytelling=The Scholar is cagey, introverted, and can be unpleasant just to make people go away. At heart, however, he is in love with the beauty that humanity can produce and is well versed in art, literature, and culture of all sorts. He loves watching the melodrama of student life, is touched by the trials and triumphs of those who work and live at the university, and jealousy guards his haven. | + | |storytelling=The Scholar is cagey, introverted, and can be unpleasant just to make people go away. At heart, however, he is in love with the beauty that humanity can produce and is well versed in art, literature, and culture of all sorts. He loves watching the melodrama of student life, is touched by the trials and triumphs of those who work and live at the university, and jealousy guards his haven. |
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Latest revision as of 23:10, 21 September 2007
| Changelings | |
| Fetch: | Dead |
| Seeming: | Darkling |
| Kith: | Tunnelgrub |
| Court: | Winter |
| Entitlements: | None |
| Virtue: | Prudence |
| Vice: | Sloth |
Phantom of UB
The Scholar is an anti-social member of the Winter Court who rarely leaves his basement lair on UB's North Campus.
Description
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Mask
A remarkably nondescript man wearing a long-sleeve black turtleneck, black jeans, and black leather shoes. He has short blonde hair and blue eyes, both so pale as to almost be colorless.
Storytelling Hints
The Scholar is cagey, introverted, and can be unpleasant just to make people go away. At heart, however, he is in love with the beauty that humanity can produce and is well versed in art, literature, and culture of all sorts. He loves watching the melodrama of student life, is touched by the trials and triumphs of those who work and live at the university, and jealousy guards his haven.
Stats
- Mental Attributes: Intelligence 4, Wits 3, Resolve 3
- Physical Attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 4, Stamina 3
- Social Attributes: Presence 2, Manipulation 3, Composure 3
- Mental Skills: Academics 5, Computer 2, Investigation 2, Medicine 1, Occult (Faeries) 3, Politics 1, Science 1.
- Physical Skills: Athletics (Contortion) 2, Larceny 4, Stealth 4, Weaponry 1.
- Social Skills: Animal Ken (Rats) 3, Expression (Writing) 2, Intimidation 2, Subterfuge 1 (+1 from Mantle).
- Merits: Contacts (Academia) 1, Encyclopedic Knowledge 4, Mantle 3.
Advantages
- Willpower: 6
- Health: 8
- Initiative: 7
- Defense: 3
- Armor: 0
- Speed: 11
Changeling Traits
- Clarity: 5 (-1 to Perception rolls)
- Wyrd: 3
- Glamour/per Turn: 12/3
- Contracts: Darkness 3, Fleeting Winter 3, Hearth 3.
- Pledges: Reaper's Pledge (with a librarian, trading an offering of a book for reshelving), Pledge of Horn and Bone (with a night janitor).
Weaknesses
- Flaws: None
- Derangements: Phobia (The Others)
- Frailties: None
Equipment
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Background
Mortal Life
The Scholar remembers very little of his life before being abducted. He recalls being an academic and spending his time around books, but has no idea how old he was, what his name was, or where he lived. He has no memories of families or friends. What led him back were his books.
Durance
His first clear memory is being chased through the stacks in the basement of the library by something made of shadows and teeth. Then, with crystal clarity, he recalls years of torture and terror at the hands of things he could not see and constant attempts to escape, wriggling through pipes, tunnels, and holes only to be dragged back by the claws. When he finally managed to break through to open air, he ran with everything he had straight through the thorns, heedless of the damage they did to him. When he returned to the world, stumbling back into the cellar where he was taken, much of what he was had been ripped away.
Changeling Life
Over the years, he has built a new life based on his love, the thing which brought him back: books and learning. He spends most of his time at the university reading or enjoying the creative efforts of the students. He attends concerts, lets himself into the art studios late at night, and generally lurks, watching people and enjoying their stories. His long stretches alone with his books or curled up in his hollow have worn away at what remains of his sanity, but he remains merely quirky rather than insane. He grudgingly serves the court in all respects but one, the assistance of new arrivals, particularly the confused and amnesiac, command his full attention. He remains terrified of the Others, though, and will not expose himself unless it is absolutely necessary.
