Abyss' Black Reach - Banoron Cylin
Water Aspect Pirate
Anima: Upwards rushing currents, the scent of anaerobic rot
Iconic: A black maw opens beneath her as dark cracks/tentacles snap out before surging up and covering her in blackness
Banoron Cylin was born into the main Banoron line, a skip and a hop out of the succession (a couple of accidents, as she is fond of putting it among friends). Always wild, she spent much of her childhood running with the street rats of [Banoron Capitol]. The Clan despaired, not considering it proper behavior for a young Lady, though Cylin was adept at slipping her nurses' and tutors' watch. She exalted relatively early, at 11, during one of their frequent brawls, killing several urchins. To the surprise of many, she exalted as a Water aspect, unveiling depths of patience previously hidden behind impetuous mule-headedness.
After her Second Breath Cylin was watched much more closely, by far more competent agents. Fortunately, the lessons she was learning were, at last, engaging. The Clan focused first on her natural talents: getting out of troublesome situations and hand to hand fighting, though the Clan did not neglect her other lessons, lessons a scion of the Clan needed to learn.
Cylin grew into a ruthless trader and was granted a Letter of Marque by the Clan at the age of 25. She quickly became feared across the archipelago and disreputable folk flocked to her banner. Her flexible interpretation of the Letter has earned her enemies, while her reputation for vengeance has dissuaded most retribution. Now that she is pushing 50 some among the Clan grumble that it is time for Abyss' Black Reach to give up the Letter and take a proper post. These are a minority at present, as Abyss represents a strong source of income, though that minority is sure to grow as Abyss refuses to settle
Abyss' Black Reach appears to be an imposing woman in their early twenties. She stand just shy of 6' tall, and the width of their shoulders would put many men to shame. She usually wears her roughly cut hair short, tending to shear it with a knife once it reaches shoulder length. She favours practical clothing, a loose shirt, tight calf length trousers, and bare feet (though she have a few pairs of boots if the need arises).
Character Sheet
Depths Chill (Artifact [3] Black Jade Razor Claws)
Depths Chill are a pair of fingerless gauntlets. The base is sharkskin, though it is overlapped by a lattice of Black Jade rings, which support the heavily keeled, uneven scale mail. A thick band of leviathin bone, etched with love poetry in Moonsilver run up the front and back. Though usually flexible these bands can become solid when the wielder requires support. The pure Soulsteel blades reside in the Underworld while retracted, meaning that Depths Chill may not be recognised as a weapon at first glance. The four blades of the right gauntlet undulate gently, reminicent of a tempetuous sea, though the sharp wave points face the wielder. The three blades that emerge from the left gauntlet, however, are wickedly barbed, bringing the crashing of icebergs in the northwestern sea to mind.
Depths' Chill has two hearthstone sockets, one in the palm of each gauntlet.
Depth's Chill matches the Anima Banner of its wielder. At Dim the slightest hint of frost is seen deep between the scales of the gauntlets, and mist may form in more humid climes. As the wielder's banner besins to flare Depths' Chill becomes encased in ice, before the ice begins to climb its wielder's arms.
Evocations of Depths Chill
Depths Chill's evocations, born from rejection, centre themselves around cold, as the heart of thier inspiration must have been, and intimacies. The higher level evocations can cut the feelings from someone's heart, robbing them of thier intimacies and feeding the darkness residing in the artifact.
Upon atuning to Depth's Chill an Exalt gets a +1 to all rolls to resist cold-based environmental hazards. If they are wearing the gauntlets this bonus increases by one for each anima level above Dim, to a maximum of +4 at Bonfire.