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Clark Dubois

Clark Dubois is one of the main characters in the campaign: a young valtshoran man, half raised in the forest, running from his past, and with powers over ice.

child of the mountain
survivalist
□□ child of winter
□□ aberration hunter
tracking +2
survival +2
gun +2
trap-making +1
aberration knowledge +1
stealth +1
cryomancie +1
gathering +0
athleticism +0
medicine +0
cold resistance +0
bluff +0
dodging +0
desguise +0

Story

Clark Dubois was born in a removed village named Laville. His mother died on childbirth and his father was conscripted in the war to never come back. He spent his youth excluded from his peers and hunting/gathering to survive.

For reasons not yet know by the party, he got a gift and seems able to freeze things. He was banished from his village because of it and decided to move closer to Zwosta for work.

He worked some odd jobs for a scientist for a while but is now mostly making a living selling home-made sausage and participating in hunt inside the zone. He spends most of his time investigating how to get rid of the cold that inhabits him.

He is just a bit smaller than average and looks very thin and with a pale ish skin, his skin is always clear as snow. He has long for a man white silvery hair, a somwhat vaguely feminine face and darkish blue eyes. He like to wear a thick leather jacket that hide some sensible nipple and grewong breast, old military boots he got from a reseller, and an old dark blue hat with a sad droopy feather that is the last possession he has from his father.

Music

Clark has now his own theme music, with lyrics, even.

In the storm, in the snow, in the mountain
In the cold, all alone, by myself
I have seen, I have been, I now carry
something other than my own tired flesh

It's not true, it's not real, it's a mirage
It's a trick of the light on the glass
Hear my voice, heed my words, when I tell you
That your eyes can't be trusted to see right

I must walk down the path to the end line
She told me that I will find a cure
Fix myself, let this pass, let me go back
To the cold, all alone, by myself.
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