<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Sanger</strong></span><br/><em>The Dawn Charger</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Feast Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=185350.msg8923399#msg8923399)</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>CHANNELS</strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><strong>HEALTH</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Willpower</strong>   </td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td> </td><td>         </td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>-0 </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Compassion</strong>   </td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">- = B</span>      </td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>-1 </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Conviction</strong>   </td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">X = L</span>      </td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong>-2 </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Temperance</strong>   </td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">* = A</span>      </td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>-4 </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Valor</strong>      </td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong>[X]</strong></td><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td>            </td><td><strong>[ ]</strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>Inc</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>ATTACKS</strong></td><td><em>Speed</em></td><td><em>Accuracy</em></td><td><em>Damage</em></td><td><em>Defense</em></td><td><em>Rate</em></td><td> </td><td><strong>DEFENSES</strong>      </td><td><em>Parry</em>   </td><td><em>Dodge</em>   </td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Zankanto</strong></td><td>5/3</td><td>17</td><td>+8L</td><td>+1</td><td>3</td><td> </td><td><strong>Mental</strong>      </td><td>4   </td><td>10   </td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Shield</strong></td><td>5/3</td><td>14</td><td>+1B</td><td>+6</td><td>1</td><td> </td><td><strong>Physical</strong>      </td><td>12   </td><td>6   </td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><strong>Soak</strong>      </td><td>6B/23   </td><td>6L/23L   </td><td>17A</td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong> </strong></td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td> </td><td><strong>Hardness</strong>      </td><td>1B/11B   </td><td>1L/11L</td><td>0A/11L</td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td><td><strong>   </strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>ESSENCE</strong></td><td><strong>••••• •••••</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>LIMIT</strong></td><td><strong>••••• •••••</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>ANIMA</strong></td><td><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">•</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">•</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">•</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">•</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">•</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td> </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Personal</strong></td><td>25/25</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Peripheral</strong></td><td>43/57</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Overdrive</strong></td><td>0/10</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><strong>Current Effects:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><em></em></li></ul></div></div></div><hr/><br/>There was the thunder of hooves crashing down on the ground, earth being upturned and churned under the heavy steps.  A pure white steed with a golden mane from which motes flickered off like sparks from a flame galloped towards the residence, the creature tireless and relentless.  On its back was a figure clad in armour of purest ivory, with golden gilded edges.  At his side hung a heavy blade, and a shield on his back that swam with all the colours of a bright dawning sun.  The rider went forward with an intense sense of purpose, not slowing for the whirling vortex as if heedless of the danger, or supremely confident in himself.  The horse did not falter or balk at the potential danger, and neither rider or animal seemed unnerved when the curtain of red sand parted ways to let them through.  It wasn't until they reached the entry that the rider reigned in, the horse rearing black and threshing the air with its hooves as it whinnied.  Quickly dismounting with the grace of practiced rider, the man removed his helm, revealing the unkempt red hair beneath with tips that began to curl upwards from their exposure to the air.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, helmet at his side, the man grinned a bit sheepishly and bowed a little to anyone who could see him, "Sorry 'bout that.  Hopefully I ain't too late for the meeting, 'pologies if I disturbed anything."<br/>As children began to approach his steed, Sanger waved them off.<br/>"Naw, don't worry about my horse.  I've got this taken care of," he said as he patted the horses neck.  "There ya go Trombe.  Get some rest."<br/>The horse nodded before flickering and dissipating into a cloud of motes and fading away.  Satisfied, he looked towards the kids surrounding him.<br/>"Now, I'd be mighty appreciative if you could direct me to where I'm supposed to go."<br/><br/>Following after them, Sanger's eyes widened happily as he saw the open bar.  He had been riding hard for several hours, and the idea of quenching his thirst with some cool ale was incredibly appealing.  Heading over to the bar, he nodded politely at the people assembled as he walked by them.  Except for the Raksha.  There was a brief pause, his eyes narrowing for a moment and his hand drifting slightly to his sword.  Then as if jerked back, Sanger took a deep breath and let his hand slip away, giving the Raksha a polite, if a little wary, nod before continuing on his way.<br/><br/>Pouring himself a sizable mug full, the foam nearly overflowing, Sanger quaffed the beverage down in a few mighty gulps, before lowering it and sighing happily to himself.  Refilling it, he sipped it slowly as he took a proper look at the other guests assembled at Anjushri's home, trying to figure out why they might have been summoned here or if he recognized them at all.  The Deathknight earned a curious look from him, as did the little creature that was hiding behind one of the guest's legs.  Despite being relaxed and enjoying the brew, there was still something about him.  Part of that may as well be the ornateness of his armour, and how elegant it looked for such heavy plate.  To essence enhanced senses, it was almost as if it sang exultations to the glory of the Unconquered Sun, and the shield on Sanger's back was emitting divine light.