Anton of Bonisagus

Friend of the Dead. Beschwören Geister

Description:

House: Bonisagus; Age: 24; Gender: Male; Size: 0
Soak:
Confidence: 1:3; Decrepitude: 0:0; Warping: 0:4
Personality Traits: Optimistic + 3,
Reputations: None

Characteristics: Intelligence + 2, Perception + 1; Strength – 1, Stamina + 2; Presence 0, Communication + 1; Dexterity 0, Quickness 0

Virtues and Flaws: Flawless Magic, Affinity with: Rego, Puissant Magic Theory, The Gift, Hermetic Wizard, Skilled Parens, Minor Magical Focus (Spirits), Second Sight, Ghostly Warder, Blatant Gift, Covenant Upbringing, Plagued By Supernatural Entity (Ghost), Susceptible to the Divine, Weird Magic, Optimistic

Abilities: Artes Liberales (Astronomy) (Read/Write German, Latin) 2:0, Athletics (Climbing) 1:0, Awareness (Danger) 2:0, Brawl (Dodging) 2:0, Concentration (Spells) 1:0, Folk Ken ( ) 2:0, Second Sight (Ghosts) 3:0, Dominion Lore (Afterlife) 1:0, Language: German (Cursing) 5:0, Language: Latin (Reading) 3:0, Leadership (Ghosts) 2:0, Magic Theory (Lab Work) 3(5):0, Organization Lore: Order of Hermes (History) 2:0, Parma Magica (Corpus) 2:0, Stealth (Shadowing) 2:0, Swim (Submerged) 1:0, Area Lore: German Lowlands (Gossip) 1:0, Penetration (Mentem) 2:0

Sigil: Smell of fresh earth

Arts: Creo 4:0, Intellego 9:0, Muto 0:0, Perdo 5:0, Rego 10:0, Animal 0:0, Aquam 0:0, Auram 1:0, Corpus 5:0, Herbam 5:0, Ignem 0:0, Imaginem 1:0, Mentem 10:0, Terram 0:0, Vim 5:0

Spells: Incantation of Summoning the Dead (ReMe 40), Wizard’s Sidestep (ReIm 10), Lay to Rest the Haunting Spirit (PeMe 10), Coerce the Spirits of the Night (ReMe 20), Circular Ward Against Spirits (ReMe 20) Peering Into the Mortal Mind (InMe 30), The Oaken Dart (CrHe(Re) 5), True Sight of the Air (InAu 15)

Anton – Dossier and Character Creation
Anton – Spell Details

Bio:

I was born to mundane parents who served in the kitchen of the Bonisagus covenant of Neusass. My father died in my infancy and my early days were spent with my mother Felda, in the heat of the hearth with the aroma of bread around me. I learned quickly to stay quiet and out of the way or get trampled or lectured in that busy place. So, at first no one noticed I had a friend.
We first met I think, when I was about 4 or 5. His name was Herbert and he said he came from far away. He was very old to my young eyes but now I think him to be the age of my mother. However, he always had time to spend with me whereas she did not. He taught me many things not the least of which was how to read. Using menus and recipes we found around the kitchen I practiced until my new skill was noticed by the librarian who had happened by for tea.
There were whispers and I was brought before Abelard. He was able to see my gift and took me on as his apprentice. I saw little of my mother after that, especially as my skill with spirits improved. However, my mother always remembered my favorite foods and they might appear during trying times.
Abelard was not an unkind man yet was prone to forget my presence or his role of teacher at times. He would become lost in his own study or new areas of interest and left me often to find my own way in the arts. Experimentation was an excellent teacher though it did often lead to damage of property or personal injury. Herbert was helpful in his own way though he often got me into mischief with my Master when their advice conflicted. I believe Abelard disliked him intensely and it may be why he left me on my own at times.
At the end of my apprenticeship I took a journey to the University of Paris to observe the work of the students and professors of medicine. I was also curious to be in a place where people could be found crossing over to the other realm in greater numbers to further my research of spirits. I found my travels into the mundane world to be less than fruitful as I was shunned and feared by most. I was returning to our sanctum when the cataclysm occurred.
When I reached our sanctum there was not a soul present. Literally. There was no notes or message to tell me whether any had survived. I wonder if the spirits themselves were destroyed? I choose to believe they have all moved somewhere else. I’m sure being in a place of death would be bad for the humors of most though I have always found it peaceful. It must have been a planned event perhaps from the spiritual realm to add to their numbers or to remove those that could counter them. I cannot believe that this many souls could be lost in so many areas by coincidence.

Anton of Bonisagus

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