<div align="center"><strong>For Your Consideration: Part 3</strong></div><br/><strong>Name</strong>- Vasily Andrevovitch<br/><strong>Template </strong>- Wizard<br/><strong>High Concept </strong>- Warden-Inquisitor of the Council<br/><strong>Trouble</strong>- Immortal Prejudice<br/><br/><strong>Background</strong>- Vasily grew up in the back alleys of Detroit. That is not to say he didn't have a family, but it would be more appropriate to say they didn't give a shit. Russian immigrants, they made a living on collecting for several shady businesses and cooking at a local Denny's. He went to school, because it was the law, but his grades were terrible and he flunked more then one subject. In the afternoons and evenings, he ran with the Crew, a semi-gang of boys that scared old ladies and roughed up tourists while scrounging for enough money to get the bum on the corner to buy them a fifth of vodka. This led to more then one scraps, and encounters with the law, though the Crew had the good fortune to make it out of their scares mostly intact. They were survivors, scroungers, gutter rats. The world had, they thought, given up on them, and so they gave up on the world.<br/><em>Aspect</em>- Street Smart Survivor<br/><br/><strong>Rising Conflict</strong>- It was midnight on Halloween, and the Crew was up to their usual mischief. Dressed in costumes as grotesque and startling as they could make them, they wandered in idle circles "Tricking" people and snatching candy. As was their M.O., they were a nuisance rather then a true problem. Their fun ended when they returned to their hideout, to find what looked like a black dog sniffing in their stuff. Vasily threw a rock at the mutt, expecting it to turn and flee. He was surprised when instead, the creature spun and attacked them without hesitation. The only memory that Vasily had of the actual attack was its eyes, burning red like the pits of Hell itself, the smell of sulpher surrounding the dog. Suddenly there was a crack of light that illuminated the alley, and Vasily spiraled into unconsciousness. When he woke up, he was at the home of the local Warden who calmly explained the situation; his friends were dead, and the creature, a Hellhound, was still alive. It had tasted his blood, and would hunt him until one of them died. Vasily had a choice to remain ignorant, or to take up training as a Wizard and learn to defend himself.<br/><em>Aspect</em>- Forced Onto The Battlefield<br/><br/><strong>What Was Your First Adventure?</strong>- Having been trained, and taken up the staff of a Warden of the counsel, Vasily is given a task. A pair of marauding Fey-monsters has been attacking mortals, and must be stopped.<br/><em>Story Title</em>- First Blood<br/><em>Guest Starring</em>- Dizzied (rival/opposing hunter? Perhaps temporary allies, but a difference of methods?)<br/><em>Guest Starring Dedux</em>- My other person in the alphabetical chart dropped, so I'm open to offers :)<br/><em>Aspect</em>-<br/><br/><strong>Skills</strong>- I chose the 2 Superb, 2 Great, 2 Good, 2 Fair, and 2 Average packet.<br/>Endurance    Superb (5 points)<br/>Conviction     Superb (5 points)<br/>Lore              Great (4 points)<br/>Discipline      Great (4 points)<br/>Alertness      Good (3 points)<br/>Weapons      Good (3 points)<br/>Contacts       Fair (2 points)<br/>Athletics        Fair (2 points)<br/>Resources     Average (1 point)<br/>Rapport        Average (1 point)<br/>Total points: 30<br/><br/><strong>Stunts</strong>- Obviously a little limited here, but ah well!<br/>Evocation [-3]<br/>-Air (Focus Item, +1 control)<br/>-Fire (Focus Item, +1 damage)<br/>-Spirit/force<br/>Thaumaturgy [-3]<br/>-Warding Focus Item<br/>The Sight [-1]<br/>Soulgaze [-0]<br/>Wizard's Constitution [-0]<br/><br/>Ok so I think I have most of the numbers and nuts and screws in place, just need to work out some history.