The Rev. Doremus Silas

Apostle to those Lost


Seeming: Fairest

Kith: Bright One

Court: Courtless

(Note: all Attributes, Skills and Merits include the benefits of the Reverend’s pledges)

Mental Attributes: Intelligence 4, Wits 2, Resolve 4

Physical Attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 3

Social Attributes: Presence 5, Manipulation 3, Composure 3

Mental Skills: Academics (religion) 3, Computer 1, Crafts 3 Investigation (people) 2, Medicine (Hedge-cures) 4, Occult (The Lost) 5, Politics 2

Physical Skills: Athletics 3, Drive 1, Survival 2

Social Skills: Empathy 3, Expression (sermon) 4, Intimidation (righteousness) 3, Persuasion (appeals to humanity) 6, Socialize 1, Streetwise 2

Merits: Allies 5 (high-Clarity changelings), Court Goodwill (autumn) 3, Court Goodwill (summer) 5, Court Goodwill (winter) 4, Status (freehold) 5, Holistic Awareness, Retainer 4 (disciples), Hollow 4 (size), Hollow 3 (doors), Hollow 2 (amenities), Hollow 0 (security: all are welcome in the church of the Lost), Meditative Mind, Inspiring

Contracts: Dream 4, Vainglory 5, Hearth 4, Fleeting Summer 4, Goblin: Burden of Life

Willpower: 7

Clarity: Uncertain

Virtue: Faith

Vice: Envy

Initiative: 6

Defense: 2

Armor: None

Speed: 9

Health: 8

Wyrd: 7

Max Glamour / Per Turn: 20/7

Pledges: The Penitent’s Pledge, The Oath of the Peacemaker, The Pledge of the Four Suits (The Clause of Fools)

Frailties: Cannot harm any intelligent being unless he is struck first (minor), must give up any possession he owns if asked (major)


From the Sermon of the Reverend Silas:

Two men walked in a vast field of corn, that stretched to the horizon. They were old friends, a wise man and a faithful man. And as they walked on that endless road, they passed a great and mighty army. Their swords were rusty with blood, their spears razors, their armor dented and marked by the signs of war. They marched on, and their steps shook the very heavens, as they descended towards some new victim.

And when they had passed, the wise man turned to his faithful friend and said, “Do you see, my friend? How can this be a good world when such servants of death, ten thousand strong, walk the earth?”

And the faithful man said, “You are not wrong, for ten thousand swords and helms have walked here. But behold!”, and here the faithful man spread his arms all around him, “For we stand in a field with ten thousand, thousand, thousand ears of wheat and corn! Life surrounds us!”

The wise man gave a sad chuckle, and retorted, “Very beautiful, my brother. But what ear of rye can end a life?”

The faithful man thought, and spoke. “What blade of steel can nurture one?”

The men walked on, and were silent.

“I don’t know. I’ll go to Church, the things the Rev. says ‘bout bein’ kind to each other and the rest of the world is all well and good, but I en’t so sure I can believe in a God that won’t answer the prayers of a little girl in a cage.” -Wren

The Rev. Doremus Silas

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