They are 30 years old, live in a three story Brick building altered to be a live work style historic store & warehouse, and often appears as Gaunt, round wire frame glasses, narrow face, black hair.
Kind lives in Maelstrom, a setting where videos of the supernatural go viral every day. Their journal has 6 entries. Their Questionnaire has 11 answers.
3 Alertness
0 Animals
2 Athletics
1 Crafts
2 Culture
2 Drive
1 Firearms
2 Influence
3 Investigation
1 Medicine
3 Melee
4 Occult
0 Performance
1 Science
3 Stealth
0 Survival
1 Technology
3 Thievery
2 Brawl
Latest 3 of 11 answers
Daily Kind was born in the heart of London, England, to a family of modest means. From a young age, he displayed an insatiable curiosity for the arcane and the esoteric, spending countless hours poring over ancient tomes and exploring the hidden corners of the city in search of mysteries yet untold. When an inheritance came from a distant family benefactor in Boston at Daily's eightieth birthday he quickly arranged to travel to the States.
As he grew older, Daily Kind's passion for the occult only deepened, leading him to pursue a career as an antiquities dealer specializing in rare books and occult artifacts. With a keen eye for the rare and the macabre, he quickly carved out a niche for himself in the bustling metropolis, his emporium becoming a haven for collectors and enthusiasts from far and wide.
But behind the facade of geniality and expertise lay a darker truth—a truth known only to Daily Kind himself. For he was not merely an antiquities dealer; he was a predator, stalking the shadows in search of the mysteries of things beyond.
Driven by an insatiable thirst for magic and enlightenment, Daily Kind delved deep into the forbidden arts, sacrificing lives in the name of his twisted ambitions. Through blood and ritual, he forged a connection with the spirits that dwelled within his treasures, striking unholy bargains.
Yet for all his knowledge, Daily Kind remained a haunted figure, tormented by the longing to unmask the world. As he walked the fine line between light and shadow, he knew that his journey was far from over, and that the true depths of his power had yet to be revealed.
And so, as the city slept and the shadows lengthened, Daily Kind continued his solitary vigil, a figure of mystery and intrigue in a world where the boundaries between the seen and the unseen blurred into obscurity. For in the end, he knew that his destiny lay not in the hands of fate, but in the dark recesses of his own heart, and the spirits in the depths of the forbidden tomes he could give form and voice to.