Description
Towering over his peers, Vann'ion stands as a pillar of the community (once literally during a building collapse), and a force for unfettered law and order. This inevitably makes him more of a bane to the average career guard than any delinquents or recidivists. He's known for having served in every district in the city; sometimes even twice. Rumor suggests that he was born with a badge in his hand, and from his first steps took up vigilant defense of Lastwall - until the last wall fell and he departed for Absolom. Now constantly shuffled back and forth between districts, he is happy to go and serve the city where he is needed, or at least where he is told...
To that end he finds himself stationed in the Precipice Quarter, with his books of law and a parolee in tow. He, uh, seems to be having some trouble receiving standing orders from his last precinct, and none of his messenger crows have been responded to. Come to think of it, none of his crows have returned at all. Like the stuff of true nightmares, Vann'ion is adrift with no rule or regulation to guide him. Also, legend has it that if you successfully guess his middle name, he'll grant you a Limited Wish. It's only happened once, and the person who gained such a boon has been sworn to secrecy.
Likes: Regulation, crisp stationary, fresh ink, contract, and tax breaks, accountancy work
Dislikes: Obtuse or missing documentation, larceny, missing a good sale
Blood Type: The liquidy-red variety
Hobbies: Bargain hunting, Building models, being an upstanding and giving member of a community in clear need of moral and legal guidance,
Nationality: Born and raised in Lastwall, immigrated to Absalom about 4 years ago.
Favorite Food: Liver and goatcheese on sourdough, or absolutely anything that is fried and salty.
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