[b]Name:[/b] Angie Nic Cuán
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Faction/Allegiance:[/b] Neutral
[b]Relic Description:[/b] Appearance unknown. Grants the evoker the sensory abilities of a wolf, as well as the ability to “talk” with canines. She also has some of a wolf’s endurance.
[b]Appearance:[/b] A young woman, with multi-toned light brown hair. Dressed as most other women in Amaryth. The thing that stands out about her is the wolf-like yellow eyes. This is also the reason the Inquisitors hunt her.
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[b]Flaws:[/b] New to the relic. No combat skills. Little experience
[b]Skills:[/b] Running. Common sense. A bit wily. Oh, and she’s an excellent baker.
[b]Biography:[/b] Born and raised in Amaryth. She was an apprentice under her Father, a master baker, fully intending to take over the family business when he died or retired. While they do own their own bakery, they are not really a rich family. Everything about her life was going well. Her family’s primary client was the local chapter of the Order of Idris, and all knew how they viewed evokers. Neither she nor her parents were particularly religious, but when she by chance triggered a relic of the Old Kingdom. At first it was easy to hide, for all it did then was to improve her senses. But later, as time passed, the improvements to her senses improved and she started being able to understand, and speak to, canine animals. After several months, her eyes took on a decidedly wolven cast, turning from a Kaokan brown to a bright yellow. When by ill luck one of the Order’s inquisitors got word of that, her father got two choices; either he could turn her over to the Order, or he could lose the contract with the Order. In other words, either he could lose his only daughter, or he could see the bakery go bankrupt. There were no good options. For weeks he managed to put them off, but the demands grew ever stronger, until one late evening he caved in, vowing to them that he’d let them take her.

Of course, by the time the inquisitors came for her, her mother had sent her out on her way. She never saw her family again, so she never knew if her father had been punished or not. For days now, she has been struggling to elude the inquisitors. 
[b]Personality/motivation:[/b] She wants to live. Thus she’s running.

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[b]Name:[/b] Stevan Vlahovic
[b]Age:[/b] 32
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Faction/Allegiance:[/b] Dominion of Idris
[b]Relic Description:[/b] N/A
[b]Appearance:[/b] Stringy, lean type. Black hair & Beard. Clean, Dark blue Inquisitors’ robes. Medium height.
[b]Flaws:[/b] There is only one truth. Nothing else is acceptable.
[b]Skills:[/b] Interrogation. Torture. Preaching. Some fighting, though is preferred form of combat is oral. 
[b]Biography:[/b] Stevan was born and raised in the Dominion. He joined the order as soon as he could, for he was a true believer. As the years went by, he steadily advanced through the ranks, eventually aspiring to the lofty rank of Inquisitor. Recently, he was sent to Othea to help convert the populace to the one true faith, a goal he has pursued with eagerness.
[b]Personality/motivation:[/b] He knows the truth and intends to make all others believe as he does, no matter what they feel about the issue. He is ruthless, methodical and unyielding.