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**Swims-the-Water** is a Dimwater Rokea.

## Biography

Your Long Swim began when you saw a shark hooked by a sport fisherman. You swam up, thinking of tearing a chunk of flesh from the helpless shark, when you felt it ask for your help. Without truly understanding why, you bit through the line and you and the other shark swam away from the boat. The shark explained that he was a Rokea who had been hooked while in Kunmind and hadn't been able to get free. He showed you to a nearby Grotto, where Sea told you that you were a Dimwater — a judge. The notion of "judgment" intrigued you—did one race have a claim to pass judgment over others? After thinking about it, you decided that the Rokea did indeed have that right, and set out to find those in need of judgment. And find them you did. You were taken ashore by a hunting party, and with them you tracked down a rogue betweener. Your inexperience on land proved little hindrance. After all, you knew him to be guilty and therefore you knew you'd win the fight. You threw his body back into Sea for the carrion fishes and left Unsea. You cruise the oceans, searching out lampreys, Qyrlings, even other Rokea that need judgment. And your judgments are harsh. You are deaf to pleading or excuses—after all, ignorance of the law is no excuse for breaking it, especially when the law is simply to act in one's nature. Of late, your focus has been on humans and ships, such as the small craft that hooked and nearly killed the Rokea who sparked your Long Swim. You have begun passing judgment on humans, and have yet to find one afloat on the seas that deserves to be there.

You are probably the leader of your slew, just through force of personality. In battle you are tenacious and utterly merciless. If a foe beats you, obviously your judgment was wrong. If not, you were right. You learned English to help you find betweeners. You understand enough of human society to track a Rokea through it, but that is all you need to know. If you could just keep down the urge to mate when on land, you would track betweeners exclusively. Although you certainly feel this urge, you do not show it. A few days of this repression can put you so close to frenzy that you have trouble focusing on the Hunt, proper judgment, or indeed anything but the men around you.

The concept of "judgment" came easily to you, but "mercy" and "forgiveness" or even "tolerance" are unknown. You have complete confidence in your ability to decide other beings ‘fates—you are, after all, the top of the food chain, even above other sharks. You are disgusted by betweeners and even more so by Rokea who choose to follow Qyrl. They will never know what they have lost, that simply by being Rokea and following the law they were doing the right thing. You don't have moments of doubt often, and even when they come, you drive them out. After all, if you doubt your ability to judge, you obviously can't be doing it reliably. So you keep judging, keep moving, never letting yourself rest or reflect, lest you begin to doubt.

## Stats

**Breed:** Squamus

**Auspice:** Dimwater

**Species:** Great White

**Nature/Demeanor:** Judge/Bravo

**Physical:** Strength 3, Dexterity 4, Stamina 3

**Social:** Charisma 2, Manipulation 2, Appearance 2

**Mental:** Perception 3, Intelligence 2, Wits 3

**Talents:** Alertness 2, Athletics 3, Brawl 3, Expression 1, Intimidation 2, Primal Urge (Hunting) 4

**Skills:** Animal Ken 2, Leadership 2, Stealth 2, Survival 3

**Knowledges:** Enigmas 1, Investigation 1, Linguistics 1, Occult 1, Rituals 2

**Backgrounds:** Rites 3, Totem 3

**Gifts:** Fast, Strange Blood, True Intentions

**Rage:** 4

**Gnosis:** 6

**Willpower:** 5

## Quotes

*"Sink it."*

*"No, over there."*

*"Over here dumbass."*