The daughter of loyal pilgrim-acolytes. Sacrified to an altar of Spark. Her core, splintered, immobilizing her. Forging the perfect weapon. An analyst who has a True Sense for battle and warcraft, useless physically. One man's pestilence, another's paintbrush of strategy. ---- STATS: Vigor: 1 Might: 0 Speed: 0 Logic: 2 Focus: 1 Guile: 1 --- CORE: Phantom --- GRAFTED CORES: Grief Lantern --- LORE '10,00 MINDS ECHO DISHARMONIOUS WITH MY WRETCHED MACHINISM. AND YET... THIS CURES BEARS SIGHT WITH DEATH' --- PACK Blood Store Hard-drive Prayer Beads Childhood Amulet
sorry this is hand-drawn, i am currently solo backpacking through costa rica and do not have access to other tools the song is 'a plague' by lana del rabies
