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 # Cecilia Radcliffe
 //She/They//
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 [[https://fultimator-backup.web.app/pc-gallery/ohBvmiBqVAQnBzQFezQm|Character Sheet]]
 Cecilia Radcliffe is a haunted Ex-Inquisitor from the capitol of [[Kanara]], [[Centimane]].
+## Theme
+Doubt - //Cecilia has a guarded disposition and a general distrust of anyone around her.//
-Cecilia's inquisitorial order in the capital city of Centimane laid them off in the midst of the famine, possibly part of an internal purge. She was never given a proper explanation. Either way, she's now out of a job now and has all sorts of questions without answers. The inquisition was cracked down on by the local government to push out the more moderate elements, potentially boiling over to an attempted coup of Centimane's government.
+## Appearance
+Cecilia is a tall, muscular humanoid with pointed ears, dark hair, and a very pale, sallow complexion. She wears a set of dark leather armor that was issued to her by the [[Centennial Inquisition]]. The state and filigree on the armor indicates that she was a low-ranking officer.
+## Backstory
+Cecilia was born and raised in Kanara, in a small farm town not far from the capital. As a child, she had many imaginary friends, which always seemed to get her into trouble. She rarely minded, though; she always enjoyed the adrenaline of going against what she was told, even if it blew up in her face. She grew into a rebellious adolescent, which eventually led her strict parents to enroll her in a military academy in Centimane. She struggled there, failing to fulfill quotas or make meaningful connections with her fellow soldiers-to-be, but Inquisition recruiters saw promise in her stealth skills and deadly accuracy with a rapier. In the night, the Centennial snatched Cecilia away and began training her as an inquisitorial bodyguard.
+Over the next few years, she began to come into her own, being able to coexist with her fellow officers in what seemed oddly like a more relaxed work environment. Perhaps it was because she was older; perhaps it was being able to fraternize with the higher echelons of Kanaran society. Perhaps it had something to do with an itch in the back of her skull she felt at odd moments, or the sense that she was being watched when she was sure she was alone.
-## Theme
+In the midst of her rise through the Centennial's ranks, the famine hit. Kanara's political climate began to shift, and the inquisition's efforts began to turn inward. Suddenly and without warning, Cecilia was approached by one of her superiors - [[Major Brasch]], an officer she'd gotten along with well in the past - who told her to leave the city immediately, and that the Centennial wouldn't be providing her with work anymore. His tone was grave, and Cecilia understood the message within his stilted words that he was doing her a favor. The itch told her that she was in danger. She packed her essentials, as well as her bespoke-crafted leather armor, and boarded the first caravan she could out of the city.
-Doubt