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Basics

NAME: Deacon AGE: 50 NATIONALITY: Marcher RACE: Human OCCUPATION: Brother/Fixer TITLE/RANK: Brother	HEIGHT: 5'8" BUILD: Shredded HAIR: Shaved off EYES: Hazel, intense SKIN: Weathered BEARING: A man delivering a doing for the Maker and Andraste
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Face and body hewn from granite. Radiates that aegis of the faith, do not fuck with energy but come on and fight with him. Totally ripped if you see him out of those robes (I heard Andraste herself say he was shredded) with some good good old stab scars and a place where his ribs didn't heal up right.

Status

DIVISION: Diplomacy
PROJECTS: Chantry Relations

Just settling in, moving all the superfluous crap out of his room what is this he has a vow of poverty you slags.

Reputation

Deacon is known by some in Chantry Circles as being that Brother out in the Free Marches who is quiet but intense, and ready to throw down in the name of not just the Maker and Andraste, but the Chantry itself.

A true believer, handy to have around these days to defend the faith.

Hooks

DO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE MAKER AND ANDRASTE COME TALK TO HIM. But if you don't he's talking to you. And about the Chantry. How it does good. Because a lot of people would be dead and worse off without it so sit the fuck down if you're about to dismantle it because he is the aegis of the faith and he will give you a doing from Andraste herself if you're talking shit.

Also meditation chill out kids.

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Revered Mother Magda; the woman who had a firm hand in guiding Deacon's future after the Mother who raised him passed away, shaping him to be very much the man he is today. Old now but no less sharp, with less time for the politics of Chantry business but a very vested interest in its survival through whatever means necessary. See: Deacon. A beloved Mother to her flock until crossed. Did not approve of Justinia, would prefer a return to tradition. (More and more she realises that keeping him around this long was a mistake.)

Sister Abigail; younger than Deacon, still with the idealism in her that Magda wishes to see transformed into the drive to do what must be done else she'll have her shipped off elsewhere to do the hard graft that's needed to grind it down to dust. Seemingly a gentle soul, she has a wicked sense of humour she shares with Deacon who is very much her big brother. (He taught her to fight, Sisters must defend themselves too, life has long been lawless.)

Ser Cyrus; a young Templar fresh from training who was meant to be deployed to a Circle only with the advent of war that never happened. Instead he found himself stuck with the Chantry, a subject of suspicion, the Revered Mother's leash something of a noose; Deacon reaches out, but one can only reach so far if the hand is not extended in kind. (His mind is unravelling, it's not the lyrium.)

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