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== Basics == '''Name:''' Vigilant Observer of Necessity, "Thredot Onforone"<br/> '''Player:''' Garlic/Book<br/> '''Campaign:''' [[Campaign:Semper_Autochton_Fidelis|Semper Autochton Fidelis]]<br/> '''Concept:''' Battlefield Engineer, odds-upfucker.<br/> '''Caste:''' Starmetal Caste<br/> '''Motivation:''' Smoothen the way for my Assembly and my city.<br/> '''Intimacies:''' Intellectual challenges, Working smart, not hard.<br/> '''Anima Banner:''' A halo of incandescent blue static, pulsing slightly in hypnotic swirls. Looking at it makes it hard to think straight, and staring at it for long results in headaches.<br/> '''Anima Effect:''' Add half Essence to attack, damage and join battle rolls for the rest of the scene. All movements of Thredot become illuminated by reverse fireworks.<br/> '''Experience:''' 0/17 <br/> === To Do === Everything.<br> === Background === Thredot always liked numbers. He sees them as naturally-occurring expressions of perfection; a picture of a circle is never completely round, but the mathematical expression of a circle holds no such flaws. It is even, smooth and without error. In his mind's eye, the fractal reality of numerical flowers grow and bloom like expression of the Maker's perfection. To Thredot, Autochtonia is a flawless image of numbers in grand arrangement, too grand for even his Exalted mind to comprehend (not that that keeps him from meditating on it, in quiet moments). To him, the gremlin infestations are horrible corruptions of the lattices and matrices that govern and are governed by the numbers of the Maker. === Appearance === A solidly-built man in his late 30s. While he probably doesn't actually ''have'' three-day old stubble covering his square jaw, he gives off the impression that he ''should''. His eyes are bright, metallic grey and smiling, with a pair of heavy-duty welder's goggles hanging on the forehead above them. His head is otherwise bare. Observer - or Thredot, as he likes to say - is most at ease when he's neck-deep in numbers. To him, most things can be thought of as expressions of mathematics, with only two exceptions: the Void and human elements. The one he strives to protect, the other he strives to destroy.
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