Xylis Freeman

WIP.

Personality
WIP

Madness
- Rhyming. You have the urge to rhyme when stressed. When you need to calm yourself, you attempt to speak in rhyming couplets.

Delusional. Cats are filthy spies. Plotting your murder. Damn their furry hides!

Trigonaphilia. You carve crossed-out triangles into every bit of skin you can reach. I takes about an hour, you refuse to do anything else until you're finished, if you're dragged away you'll kick and curse until they release you so that you can continue. You tell your companions it is to protect from falling into the room without walls, you strongly suggest they do the same.

Secrets
Xylis has information on two secrets and spent one in the sercet shop

Just as Stone’s descendants still keep a small part of their history alive, so too do Salt and Storm. Salt’s true disciples number but one, though her loss is almost as great as Salt’s. Storm’s lineage is said to be strong and thriving, but nobody’s bothered visiting the roof to confirm that.

The devils won’t say where they get their ink from. No one quite knows. It is never seen until a contract is made. But its vibrant colour is unforgettable.

Gifts of the Stars
Once per tenday, Xylis can become a blight on others’ perceptions. For 1 hour, other nearby people will be prioritized over him out of combat. He can attempt to do this a second time in that tenday.

History
WIP