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Caith Mor'Phann - Isharran Soulscryer [Body: 1 | Mind 3 | Soul 3]

Melee [1] | Accuracy [3] | Defense [1] | Armour [1] | Toughness [8/8] | Init [3] | Wounds [4/4] | Awareness [2] | Mettle [0/2]

Devotion [5d6 +1] | Determination [4d6] | Intimidation [3d6 +1] | Intuition [5d6 +1] | Survival [4d6] | Theology [4d6 +1] | Finger ClawsDamage: S (1 per success)
Piercing, Slashing
Subtle, Dowerchime StaffDamage: 1 + S (1 per success)
Crushing
Two handed, Ethersea CloakA Ethersea cloak appears as roiling waves falling from the wearer's shoulder and causes the air to fill with the smell of seawater. Created by Isharran Tidecasters, an ethersea cloak surrounds the wearer in the aura of the ethers, allowing land dwelling creatures to breathe and move underwater as if they were on land, and sea creatures to 'swim' through the air as if underwater. | MiraclesUniversal;
• Healing Spirit (Zone/Self/Instant)
DN5:1 Soul(Devotion) test, [S] Toughness recovered (+ Soul for 1 Mettle)

Ethersea;
• Favourable Tides (You/Long/Instant)
• Diviner of Truth (1/Short/Instant)
Opposed Soul(Devotion) vs Soul(Determination)
• Seeker of Souls (1/Long/[S] Hours)
DN4:1 Soul(Devotion) test
• Abyssal Nightmare (Zone/Medium/Sustained, 2 Mettle)
1 Mettle to Sustain

Disquieting PresenceYou are a terrifying vision death: pale-skinned with glowing white eyes, circled by freezing ethersea mists that chill the hearts of your enemies. Creatures than move to Close Range with you or start their turn there must make a DN4:3 Soul(Determination) test. On a failure, they are Frightened until the start of their next turn. If a creature passes the Test, they are immune to this effect for 1 day. Other members of your Binding are permanently immune to this effect. | Blessed (The Ethersea)Where others may worship a god, you are one of the truly devoted. For your devotion and piety, you have been blessed with a fraction of your god's power.

The Idoneth have no need of Gods, having forsaken their creator Telcos centuries ago. Instead, they put their faith in the unknowable eldritch power of the Ethersea, trusting in it to guide and protect them.

As the rest of the soulbond joins him and the door shuts behind, they are plunged into a darkness not even Faith's vision can penetrate. It feels oddly familiar - the sound of water and the lack of light - but lacks the bone chilling cold and constant soul crushing pressure of home. His kin darts forward into the dark, and Caith raises his arms, dowerchimes jingling in unseen currents. With whispered words, he calls upon the horrors of the deep - the kind of beasts that dwell so far below the surface only the Idoneth have ever glimpsed them, and summons writhing tentacles amidst icy black currents in the depths of the hull. These nightrats will either be driven forward to face his allies blades or suffer the savagery of the ocean.