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About Beatrice Rucellai

Beatrice Rucellai

Appearance (although unveiled and with copper-blonde hair)
A portrait of Beatrice

Resources:
Dominion: 0
Effort: 3
Influence: 3
Wealth: 0
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HEALTH AND DEFENSE
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Hit Points: 14/14
AC: 0 (3 gift, -3 Dex) Regalia armor: Star-patterned coat
Hardiness: 13 Base: 14, Mod: Con -1
Evasion: 11 Base: 14, Mod: Dex -3
Spirit: 11 Base: 14, Mod: Cha -3
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OFFENSE
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Dagger: +5 / 1d6+3 Physical (Dex)
Knives of Night (Night Gift): +5 / 1d10+3 Magical or Sleep or Blindness
Fray: 1d8
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ATTRIBUTES
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Strength: 8; Mod: -1; Check: 13
Dexterity: 18; Mod: +3; Check: 3 (Originally 13)
Constitution: 14; Mod: +1; Check: 7
Intelligence: 13; Mod: +1; Check: 8
Wisdom: 16; Mod: +2; Check: 5 (Originally 10)
Charisma: 18; Mod: +3; Check: 3 (Originally 16)
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FACTS
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Origin: Beatrice was born to a Vissian merchant. Can speak Patrian, knows her homeland.
Past Career: She was a renowned singer.
Relationship: Member in good standing of the Lyrical Lodge, a famous musicians' guild.
Knowledge: Beatrice has studied the Merciful Hand magic and can cast all of their spells.
Languages: Patrian, Trade Cant. Possibly, has a basic knowledge of other languages used to write great musical compositions (real-world examples would be Latin for religious compositions, Italian and German for operas)
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WORDS AND GIFTS
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Night (Word): Can see in darkness, need no sleep, never wake sleepers
- Night: Damn Their Eyes (Action): Blind or selectively blind a target in sight. Worthy foes require to Commit Effort for the scene and have a Hardiness save.
- Night: Knives of Night (On Turn): Commit Effort to use darkness as a 1d10, 200’ ranged magical weapon. Targets brought to 0 HP/HD can be killed, blinded or put to sleep.
Sun (Word): May shed daylight up to 200’, can see through blindfolds, darkness, mist and such, invincible defense against fire.
- No Sun gifts yet
Passion (Word): Charisma increased to 18.
- Passion: Excellence of the Word (Constant): Set Dexterity to 18. Beatrice moves like she is dancing.
- Passion: Banner of Passion (Action): Commit Effort to create an emotion in all NPCs within earshot or sight. Worthy foes get a Spirit save.
Time (Word): Wisdom increased to 16. Always knows time, immune to Time Word effects
- Time: Immediate Foresight(Constant): AC set to 3, can't be surprised.

Backstory:

"Exultemus cum Maria in cœlesti heirarchia
Natum promat voce pia laus honor et gloria."
Third of five children of a well-to-do Vissian merchant, two things made Beatrice Rucellai da Fidenza remarkable, even as a child. One was blindness: she had been born without the gift of sight, her eyes were glazed and would never see light. Hedge wizards and doctors of science all agreed that her lack of sight was incurable, and not even the advanced clockwork devices that were the pride of Vissio would have helped her. As if chance had wanted to compensate her disability, however, she was born with the voice of a nightingale and an amazing talent in music.

"Ah, chi mi dice mai quel barbaro dov’è,
Che per mio scorno amai, che mi mancò di fe'?"
At the age of ten, she was already a renowned singer, in her early twenties she had traveled many of Vissio’s city-states, performing in the fanciest concert halls and opera houses. Just 25 years old, the Lyrical Lodge bestowed upon her an incredible honor: she would be sent to the Bright Republics as an ambassador of the arts. As much as this decision had her heart swell, however, it set in motion events that would change her life forever. Camilla Ridolfi, a rival of hers, though that she should be the one to go to the Bright Republics, and in a fit of envy she hired the Razors of God to murder Beatrice.

"Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen,
Tod und Verzweiflung flammet um mich hier!"
It is unknown what exactly alerted Beatrice. Perhaps a first, small manifestation of her powers, a hint of foresight, or perhaps the assassins were careless, thinking the blind girl to be an easy target, and underestimated her hearing. Be as it may, she perceived danger and tried to flee, running in a panic on her house’s balcony as the sun was setting and the moon was rising. Sunlight and moonlight caressed her in the same moment, and suddenly her Godbound powers awakened. Light perfused her own being, together with an extended perception. For the first time in her life, Beatrice saw the world, and radiance shone from her body in a blinding nimbus of light, while the would-be assassins fell to the ground, screaming in pain and clutching at the burned coals that used to be their eyes.

"Bel raggio lusinghier,
di speme, e di piacer
alfin per me brillò!"
Beatrice spent the next days exploring her newfound powers. Her restored sight was merely one of the new abilities that had been born in her: she could see in the deepest darkness, in the densest fog. She had no need to sleep any longer, fire no longer hurt her, and she could shed a light as bright as day. She could walk among sleepers and feel their dreams, she could send a veil of darkness on people’s eyes or cause them to fall asleep. Her art, too, was infused with divine power. She had already been able to move hearts with her music, even receiving several marriage proposals, but now she could cause raging emotions to flare with just a smile or a word. Joy, disgust, fascination, even fear. In a small act of revenge, she roused a booing crowd against Camilla Ridolfi, striking a terrible blow to her career.

"Vissi d'arte, vissi d'amore, non feci mai male ad anima viva!
Con man furtiva quante miserie conobbi, aiutai."
As for Beatrice's own career, it suddenly felt small and insignificant when compared to what she could do. She filled with gratitude towards fate for her gifts, and vowed to put them to good use. Her mastery of Sun meant light, the same light that graced her eyes for the first time ever, allowing her to take in even more beauty than she had thought possible. Night meant dreams, those dreams that inspired so much art. And Passion was the fire that ignited the soul, the moving energy for all that was good. There was no doubt in her heart, she had to take on the mantle of Art and paint the world in brighter color.

"Printemps qui commence portant l'espérance
Aux coeurs amoureux, ton souffle qui passe
De la terre efface les jours malheureux."
Beyond bringing succor to the suffering, night’s rest to the weary and day’s light to those in darkness, there were so many matters that she could now take into her hands, so many wrongs that could be made right. Purging the Razors from Vissio would do as a beginning, but her plans for the future were even more ambitious: she sought to abolish slavery throughout the world, and, even more ambitiously, she wanted to tame the rage in the Howlers, turning them into a peaceful population of Dream Wanderers. And possibly... who knows? Maybe even fix the whole world.

Motivation: Do Good: Beatrice is a gentle, art-loving soul. She wishes, perhaps naively, for a world where everyone can pursue their heart’s desire. She sees no better use of her powers than to make such a world possible.
Motivation: Art and Peace: Even as Lady of Dusk and Dawn, Beatrice considers herself as an artist above all. She wants to see beauty in the world, either as natural wonders or man-made artwork, and she doesn’t like violence.
Complication: Fame: Beatrice Rucellai is famous all over Vissio, quite known in the Bright Republics and somewhat renowned in the Patrian Empire as an opera singer.
Complication: (former) Disability: Until the Word of Sun gave her eyesight back, Beatrice was blind. If somehow her access to the Word was blocked, her sight would fail her again.
Complication: Enemy: Camilla Ridolfi put a price on her head, and some of the Razors might still be trying to collect it.