[hider=Caber]
[b]Name[/b]: Caber
[b]Age[/b]: You would not believe him
[b]Look[/b]: Male, White, colorful clothing
[b]Demeanor[/b]: Seductive 

Stats ----
[b]Blood[/b]: -1
[b]Heart[/b]: 1
[b]Mind[/b]: 0
[b]Spirit[/b]: 2

Factions ----
[b]Mortality[/b]: 0
[b]Night[/b]: -1
[b]Power[/b]: 1
[b]Wild[/b]: 2

[b]Who are you[/b]? I am called Caber...Oh, you wanted more? A strange question. I don't know what else you wish of me. 

[b]How long have you been in the city[/b]? Ah, a better question! Twenty summers and twenty winters. The wind here speaks like I have never before heard. 

[b]What do you love most about humanity[/b]? Haha! Mortals are so much fun! They are so contented to live such dull and dreary lives, but one merely needs to examine closer to see the chaos within. Vile bloodshed and carnal pleasures are what they truly desire, were they not inhibited by their strange 'laws'. Oh but I do miss the dark ages.

[b]Who is your closest confidante in the city[/b]? The trees, I'd say. Ah, but you refer to people? That is a difficult query. You do enjoy strange questions don't you? Ha! I suppose it would be young Kristoff Barliman, the magician. He owns a pub a few furloughs from here. A dour fellow, though excitement tends to follow him. 

[b]What do you desperately need[/b]? What we all need, of course. Good food and drink and passionate company. The fresh air and the noonday sun. The clouds and the birds and the beasts. It is not what I need that you should ask me of. It is what I do not need, friend. Ironworks and fell exhaust, for the mortals. And Meridyalenda, my beloved among the unseelie court! Why do you think I fled the isle to begin with? 
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[b]Gear[/b]: 
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[*]Small apartment
[*]Mini Cooper
[*]Smart Phone
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[hider=Debt]
[b]Debt[/b]
[list]
[*]I entrusted Kristoff with an enchantment to keep my whereabouts unknown to the Unseelie court. If he succeeds, I owe him a debt. If he doesn't, he owes me two debts.
[*]Alliyah said she would help me hex a few lads that have been notoriously polluting the river that outlines the city. It reeks of human filth and soils an otherwise pleasant place to visit. She did not follow through! She owes me two debts.
[*]I have helped cloak Anders Giloux in the past after he has transformed and calmed him down with a few fey tricks. He owes me one debt.
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