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|'''Character:''' ''Cullen Andries'' ||'''Nature:''' ''[[Bravo]]''||'''Profession:''' '' | |'''Character:''' ''Cullen Andries'' ||'''Nature:''' ''[[Bravo]]''||'''Profession:''' ''Wet Work Gatherer'' | ||
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|'''Player:''' ''NPC''||'''Demeanor:''' ''[[Soldier]]''||'''Education''' '' | |'''Player:''' ''NPC''||'''Demeanor:''' ''[[Soldier]]''||'''Education''' ''2X4 Blab School'' | ||
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|'''Chronicle:''' ''[[London - Pax Britannica]]''||'''Concept:''' ''[]''||'''Religion:''' ''[]'' | |'''Chronicle:''' ''[[London - Pax Britannica]]''||'''Concept:''' ''[]''||'''Religion:''' ''[]'' | ||
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| '''Born''' || '''Cameo:''' [] || '''Age''' | | '''Born''' || '''Cameo:''' [] || '''Age: '''38 | ||
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| '''Dormitor: ''' [[Niles St. James]]|| --- || --- | | '''Dormitor: ''' [[Niles St. James]]|| --- || --- | ||
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== '''<span style="color:#800000;">H</span>istory''' == | == '''<span style="color:#800000;">H</span>istory''' == | ||
Cullen Andries came up hard and fast in the army—callused hands, a voice that barked and a grin that never quite reached his weather-beaten eyes. He moved through North Africa and India like a man married to the clatter of boots and the smell of cordite: long sweats under the desert sun, nights of mosquitoes and monsoon mud, firefights where he learned to read a man's intention in the tilt of his shoulders. He earned stripes and the respect of younger lads until one night at a gambling table he let a gentleman's insult turn his fist instead of his jaw. The blow broke a nose and a career; he was busted back from sergeant, marched out with a single medal and a hard lesson about losing control in soft light. The memory of the whispered reprimand, the crumpled uniform, and the shame of answering to no one but himself linger in his chest like a stone. | |||
That same hunger for order and muscle found its way to Niles St. James, a pale, smooth-voiced patron who bought loyalty like one buys wine—slowly, selectively, with favors kept in a ledger only Cullen could read. Now Cullen is Niles's enforcer and bully boy, the blunt instrument for problems too messy for polite hands. He keeps a rigid private code—no needless cruelty, protect those who can't defend themselves, honor a promise once given—but finds the code compromised every time Niles smiles and requests a particular sort of obedience. He tells himself it's for survival: food, shelter, a place where his fists are paid and his past is a kept secret. Still, he wakes with the old desert grit in his mouth and a small, humbling shame that the man who used to stand by his own rules now measures them by how pleased Niles will be, and that shame is a weight he can neither bargain nor sleep away. | |||
== '''<span style="color:#800000;">R</span>ecent Events''' == | == '''<span style="color:#800000;">R</span>ecent Events''' == | ||
Latest revision as of 23:43, 10 February 2026
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| Character: Cullen Andries | Nature: Bravo | Profession: Wet Work Gatherer |
| Player: NPC | Demeanor: Soldier | Education 2X4 Blab School |
| Chronicle: London - Pax Britannica | Concept: [] | Religion: [] |
| Born | Cameo: [] | Age: 38 |
| Dormitor: Niles St. James | --- | --- |
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| ATTRIBUTES | ||
| Physical | Social | Mental |
| Strength ●○○○○ | Charisma ●○○○○ | Perception ●○○○○ |
| Dexterity ●○○○○ | Manipulation ●○○○○ | Intelligence ●○○○○ |
| Stamina ●○○○○ | Appearance ●○○○○ | Wits ●○○○○ |
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
| ABILITIES | ||
| Talents | Skills | Knowledges |
| Alertness ○○○○○ () | Animal Ken ○○○○○ () | Academics ○○○○○ () |
| Athletics ○○○○○ () | Crafts ○○○○○ () | Enigmas ○○○○○ () |
| Awareness ○○○○○ () | Etiquette ○○○○○ () | Finance ○○○○○ () |
| Brawl ○○○○○ () | Firearms ○○○○○ () | Investigation ○○○○○ () |
| Empathy ○○○○○ () | Larceny ○○○○○ () | Law ○○○○○ () |
| Expression ○○○○○ () | Melee ○○○○○ () | Medicine ○○○○○ () |
| Intimidation ○○○○○ () | Performance ○○○○○ () | Occult ○○○○○ () |
| Leadership ○○○○○ () | Ride ○○○○○ () | Politics ○○○○○ () |
| Streetwise ○○○○○ () | Stealth ○○○○○ () | Science ○○○○○ () |
| Subterfuge ○○○○○ () | Survival ○○○○○ () | Theology ○○○○○ () |
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | ADVANTAGES | --- |
| Secondary Abilities | Backgrounds | Merits & Flaws |
| Linguistics ○○○○○○ () [K] | Allies ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Arcane ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Contacts ○○○○○ () | --- |
| --- | Destiny ○○○○○ () | --- |
| Hedge Magic | Fame ○○○○○ () | Numina |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Influence ○○○○○ () | [[]] ○○○○○ () |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Mentor ○○○○○ () | [[]] ○○○○○ () |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Resources ○○○○○ () | [[]] ○○○○○ () |
| Rituals | Retainers ○○○○○ () | [[]] ○○○○○ () |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Status ○○○○○ () | [[]] ○○○○○ () |
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| --- | --- | --- |
| Health Levels | HUMANITY | Virtues |
| Bruised (0) - { } | ○○○○○○○○○○ | Conscience ●○○○○ |
| Hurt (-1) ---- { } | --- | Self-Control ●○○○○ |
| Injured (-2) - { } | WILLPOWER | Courage ●○○○○ |
| Wounded (-3) - { } | Permanent ○○○○○○○○○○ | --- |
| Mauled (-4) -- { } | Temporary ○○○○○○○○○○ | --- |
| Crippled (-5)- { } | --- | --- |
| Incapacitated- { } | --- | --- |
| Final Death | --- | --- |
Sobriquet
Appearance
Behavior
History
Cullen Andries came up hard and fast in the army—callused hands, a voice that barked and a grin that never quite reached his weather-beaten eyes. He moved through North Africa and India like a man married to the clatter of boots and the smell of cordite: long sweats under the desert sun, nights of mosquitoes and monsoon mud, firefights where he learned to read a man's intention in the tilt of his shoulders. He earned stripes and the respect of younger lads until one night at a gambling table he let a gentleman's insult turn his fist instead of his jaw. The blow broke a nose and a career; he was busted back from sergeant, marched out with a single medal and a hard lesson about losing control in soft light. The memory of the whispered reprimand, the crumpled uniform, and the shame of answering to no one but himself linger in his chest like a stone.
That same hunger for order and muscle found its way to Niles St. James, a pale, smooth-voiced patron who bought loyalty like one buys wine—slowly, selectively, with favors kept in a ledger only Cullen could read. Now Cullen is Niles's enforcer and bully boy, the blunt instrument for problems too messy for polite hands. He keeps a rigid private code—no needless cruelty, protect those who can't defend themselves, honor a promise once given—but finds the code compromised every time Niles smiles and requests a particular sort of obedience. He tells himself it's for survival: food, shelter, a place where his fists are paid and his past is a kept secret. Still, he wakes with the old desert grit in his mouth and a small, humbling shame that the man who used to stand by his own rules now measures them by how pleased Niles will be, and that shame is a weight he can neither bargain nor sleep away.
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