Sun-Wu Renli

Sun-Wu "Biahu" Renli

The Mask
Pronouns:	He,They
Age:	Early 30s
Height:	5ft 11in
Build:	Athletic
Profession:	Fixer
Concept:	Glitch of All Trades
Public Effects:	Air of Menace Contacts (Security) Rigid Mask Status (Crime)

The Mien
Seeming:	Elemental
Kith:	Helldiver
Court:	Autumn (Mantle 3)
Title:	Paladin of Shadows Leaden Warlock
Goodwill:	Summer (Goodwill 1)
Motley:	None
Needle:	Cowl
Thread:	???
Cult:	The Black Hand of Typhon
Keeper:	WWW.exe

"Let me tell you what's gonna happen, Officer Grimly. I'm going to roll my window up, then I'm going to drive away, and you're gonna go home to your daughter, and every few years, you're gonna look at her face and know that you're alive because you chose not to go down a certain road on a certain night. That you chose to walk into the light instead of into the darkness." — Lorne Malvo

Description

Ren's Mask is...muted. There's an eerie and distinctly uncanny quality to their facial features that the Torrent seems utterly unconcerned with. While they dress sharply in nice suits when on business, this is somewhat at odds with an irreverently cavalier attitude. Walking with stray dog's strut, Ren flaunts many social norms in favor of a more carefree and unburdened existence. Combining this with his nigh unreadable poker face, and the fixer almost inevitably puts others on edge.

Their mien is...nebulous. Like a walking constellation, Ren's body looms like a condensed star or black hole, wisps of stardust forming some features against his dark skin. Windows of light can be seen when he opens his mouth to speak, where his eyes should be, and even from open wounds when he's hurt, the vicious light spilling out from cuts and holes alike. Filigree circuitry is laced just beneath his skin with a dull, humming glow, not unlike veins.

The Unbound's Mantle is peculiar. His circuitry like veins occasionally spark to life with arcane runes, especially during times of pronounced emotion or action. Not unlike a live wire, a careless touch can often earn one the bitter bite of a particularly spiteful static shock. The cold, inevitable dread of infinite space subtly suffuses his presence like ambient lighting; those within his personal space can feel a mild but inevitable pull, like a gravity well.

Roleplaying Hooks

The Professional

Ren is a freelancer that does jobs for organized crime outfits ranging from acquisition to enforcing to security to blackmail to cleaning. These services aren't cheap but Ren is gradually building a budding reputation as an uncannily efficient asset. Celebrants of the Black Hand and Ashen Court are wise to the source of this competence, at least in part; a connection to each group and strange sorcery. Among circles in Chinatown the fixer has taken to the nickname Báihǔ.

The Warlock

The Torrent is a skilled duelist and powerful sorcerer, according to limited rumors. While preferring to fight in the Hedge, Ren is keen to accept and dish out challenges as they sees fit. As the martial arm of Autumn Court, the arcanist is always happy to trade in knowledge, but his information never comes cheap, much like his illicit services. Related to this martial tendency, the Sprite also has a budding rapport with the Crimson Court, taking to an apprenticeship with their Sovereign recently. As of the Winter Coronation, he has bee chosen as Leaden Warlock of the Autumn Court.

The Explorer

Ren is an experienced explorer of the Hedge and confident in their ability to traverse other, stranger dimensions as well. Though he does not typically offer to lead or guide others through the Hedge (chases are too much of a danger even on your own), it isn't unusual for him to offer help in other ways. In particular he is always eager for lost bits of lore or arcana concerning other realms, both the Hedge and those lesser known to Lost. This tendency has gotten him some experience in dealing with goblins merchants and navigating their markets with some amount of grace.