Talon Morgan, Human (Unlicensed) Sorcerer<br/><br/>Allegiance: The Eldritch Society<br/>Profession: Society Sorcerer<br/><br/>Virtue: Kind<br/>Flaw: Lazy<br/><br/>Attributes [1-10] (35p)<br/>Agility: 4<br/>Intellect: 10<br/>Perception: 4<br/>Presence: 4<br/>Strength: 4<br/>Tenacity: 10 (Originally 9, Increased +1 by Human Racial Bonus)<br/><br/>Feats (1/2 Attribute)<br/>Agility: 2<br/>Intellect: 5<br/>Perception: 2<br/>Presence: 2<br/>Strength: 1<br/>Tenacity: 5<br/><br/>Skills [1-3, 1p = 2 Focused specializations] (20p) (+2 Human Racial Bonus)<br/><br/>Artist 1 Painting<br/>Computer 2<br/>Dodge 1<br/>Education 2<br/>History 2<br/>Language 2 Arabic<br/>Language 2 Latin<br/>Language 4 English (Native) (Free Skill)<br/>Language 2 Nazzadi<br/>Law Enforcement 2<br/>Literacy 2 (Free Skill)<br/>Hobby 2 (Cooking, Cocktail Mixing)<br/>Marksman 2<br/>Misdirection 1<br/>Occult 3<br/>Regional Knowledge 2 (Free Skill)<br/>Research 1<br/><br/><br/>--Qualities--<br/>Assets:<br/>Alluring (1) - +1 Presence with opposite sex (or same sex if that's their preference) with all skills except intimidation (Which suffers -1. Stacks with Sexy Voice.<br/>Sexy Voice (1) - +1 Presence with opposite sex (or same sex if that's their preference) with all skills except intimidation (Which suffers -1). Stacks with Alluring.<br/>Society Sorcerer (3) - Access to nearly all First and Second Order illegal magics, possible access to Third order if situation warrants it.<br/><br/>Drawbacks:<br/>Code (1) - I will never turn my back on a friend in need / I always keep my word<br/>Duty (3) - Eldritch Society<br/>Outsider Tainted (4) - Twice the usual Organe (Start), Hunted by NEG if discovered.<br/><br/><br/>--Secondary Attributes--<br/>Actions: 4 [(Agility+Perception) / 2]<br/>Movement: 4 [(Agility+Strength) / 2]<br/>Orgone: 30 [((Intellect+Tenacity) / 2) +5] (x2 - Outsider Tainted)<br/>Reflex: 6 [(Agility+Intellect+Perception) / 3]<br/>Vitality: 12 [((Strength+Tenacity) /2) +5]<br/><br/>Drama Points: 10<br/><br/>--Gear--<br/>Handgun (CS-44 "Enforcerer")<br/>Small Basic Occult Reference Library<br/>Good Portable Computer<br/><br/>----Spells----<br/>--Enchantment--<br/>Consecrate Arcane Space - 1st Order - Legal -<br/>Constitute Corporal Restorative - 1st Order - Legal -<br/>--Scrying--<br/>Eldritch Faculties - 1st Order - Legal -<br/>Perceive Etheric Resonance - 1st Order - Legal -<br/><br/>--Cheats (6)--<br/>Know Spell,Enchantment, 1st order (Legal) x2 - (4)<br/>Know Spell,Scrying, 1st Order (Legal) x2 - (2)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Self-Introduction by Morgan</div><div class="spoiler_body">I was one of the people who lost everything because of these wars. My mother was a soldier and went to fight for a world where I could grow up. My father took care of me to the best of his abilities but the day the officer stopped before our house he lost his will to live. He followed her soon after, leaving me with little, and my parents relatives were all too eager to take their possessions but discard me. I suppose that could have left me jaded but I believed that they were just that way because they were desperate. This war was sparing nobody of the horrors it brought.<br/><br/>Truth is, I was scary from early on. I am black haired young man and before you ask, its not dye. I'm not a goth, but I understand why you might think that. You see, my father was always a fan of the fantastic and sometimes even outright bizarre. When my parents passed away my father left me with a tome, a particularily illegal tome in fact, that he'd acquired in the years prior to the war. Contained within were things that only later began to make sense to me. Things that would have better been left unread. My youth was spent mostly trying to deal with officials while moving from one home to another, and studying. I was a very smart child, and might have made some parents proud if not for my stubbornness and my apparent laziness.<br/><br/>I spent time with a book rather than working on improving my body through sports or whatever activities my caretakers tried to inspire me into joining. I tried sometimes, out of kindness towards them and gratitude, but it never lasted. I am not physically adept, I am more of a scholarly person. Then I came to realize that a few things in those books made sense in a strange, almost scary way. Something clicked in my head. I could make sense of it. I had heard a word for those like me. Sorcerer. Only this was less fireballs and magic missiles, and more about the right timing and right questions. There is knowledge that promises power, but that power is ruinous for those who come unprepared.<br/><br/>I've not forsaken my humanity. I seek answers, I am now an adult and no longer require a caretaker. I educate myself with what I can lay my hands on, and spend hours upon hours pouring over tomes to an obsessive extent, but it was not before a couple of bizarre murders occured in my neighborhood that I began to get a hint of what I could actually achieve. Pursuing a few rituals to gain answers, I came to realize something frightening about a nearby neighbor of mine. He was not entirely human, rather, he was human in name only anymore. I was not sure who I could contact and who would believe me so I did the only thing I could. I tried to stop it myself.<br/><br/>To this day I recall that night when I caught my breath, recovering from the savage beating I had gotten in the hands of that thing, that Dhonanoid, and the lecture from the person that pulled me away. Looking as monstrous as that thing had, just a moment ago, this human being spoke to me with words that imprinted in me for a long time to stay. "Its alright. I'm one of the good guys." Ironic, to fight the monsters creeping in the shadows he had become a monster himself, a Tager I came to know him as. I too volunteered then, to help prevent tragedies like that of my neighbors had faced. If he had been willing to become a hunter to destroy these monsters, I was willing to become a scholar risking my mind to pursue the answers necessary to make sure that the hunters could locate, and stop this from spreading. My parents perhaps wanted I would have a better world to live in, but unless I work for that dream too, there will be no world for any human or nazzadi anymore.<br/><br/>My name is Talon Morgan.</div></div>