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

Melee [1] | Accuracy [3] | Defense [1] | Armour [1] | Toughness [08/8] | Init [3] | Wounds [04/4] | Awareness [2] | Mettle [00/2]

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.

Caith continues to maintain the abyssal nightmare until it fully engulfs the diseased kraken and drags it down to the depths, spare tentacles lashing at surrounding plague priests as he does. Whilst channelling, he turns slowly to the watching sailors, and stares out from beneath his shell-white mask, slick with the disturbing oil-like iridescence, and whispers "That is a true monster of the deep, not these pale mirrors that skirt the surface. You would do well to remember."