Neville is a Knock Follower. He is nervous but kind, and polite to a fault.
One may engage in a romantic relationship with Neville if she is spoken to and Streets Strange by Moonlight is chosen as the subject of discussion. Temptation: Enlightenment or any of its forms (ex., Desire: Enlightenment) is also required to do so..
Neville pauses before he speaks, and flinches easily. He laughs whenever he thinks you've made a joke. [You might be able to recruit this acquaintance as a follower.]
- Acquaintance description
Aspects: Acquaintance, Mortal
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Neville pauses before he speaks, and flinches easily. He's sensitive to deeper matters.
- Believer description
Aspects: Mortal, Follower, Knock 2
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Neville's gaze has grown furtive, and his voice is sometimes shrill. He speaks freely of his dreams.
- Disciple description
Aspects: Mortal, Potential, Knock 5, Follower, Disciple
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In his dreams, Neville sees the flaws where the world and its ways can be opened.
- Exalt description
Aspects: Mortal, Knock 10, Exalted, Follower, Disciple
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Neville knows this can't last. But while it does, by God, he will open whatever doors present themselves.
- Rival description
Aspects: A Rival's Ascension 2, Mortal, Maverick, Suspicious
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Neville is weeping.
- Prisoner description
Aspects: Mortal, Heart 3, Lantern 3, Prisoner, Grail 3, Knock 5
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Neville can be romanced at Streets Strange by Moonlight.
The light is silver; the breeze is cool; the night's silence invites words as dark velvet invites a finger's touch.
- Invitation description
Neville swallows. 'Truly? Thank you. I mean, yes, of course!'
- Followup description
Neville can't seem to stop smiling. He hangs on your every word. 'I never imagined - ' he breathes.
- Success description
Neville welcomes me with tea and flowers. He sits cross-legged at my feet and waits for me to speak. It always takes an effort to coax him into initiative, but I am never disappointed.
- Season description
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I find notes among my papers, chocolates at my desk. When we dine, he sits close beside me, no matter the remonstrations of the waiter. I have sometimes caught him, blue in the dawn, stroking a lock of my hair. I kiss him, then; I make him mine. He thanks me afterwards. [This might be considered a victory. But the House is no place for lovers.]
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