Kaidenallen Izzmith Faloon
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He stood like a willowy tree—tall, slender, and swaying just a leaf in the autumn breeze. Though the sinew and muscle of Brujah crusaders or Ventrue enforcers eluded him, the Tremere was anything but frail. His thin frame wrapped in what could be described as the garb of a court jester. Two serpents of blood red and deep green coiled across his doublet in asymmetrical panels, shouldered by puffed sleeves studded with tarnished brass. Skull motifs hung from his belt and boots, perfect for a Rob Zombie music video or a renaissance festival. His hair was like fresh fallen snow, cascading down his neck in curls. His eyes were as red as rubies, shining with wild intensity, and his skin was the color of alabaster, emphasizing his jagged features and sharp angles.
“Ah, the intricacies of thaumaturgical theory! It's like a dance, really. A twirl here, a leap there, and oh, would you look at that, I've accidentally summoned a flock of screaming ducks. Again."
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| Player | Quinn Murphy |
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| MES # | US2025010025 |
| Domain | [[:Category:{{{domain}}}|{{{domain}}}]] |
| Storyteller | US2016040032 |
