Valciane is a Forge Follower. She is curt, mechanical, emotionless, and inhumanly strong.
One may engage in a romantic relationship with Valciane if she is spoken to and Oriflamme's Auction House is chosen as the subject of discussion. Temptation: Power or any of its forms (ex., Desire: Power) is also required to do so.
Valciane has operated her establishment for almost twenty years. She has never employed an assistant. Her hands are terribly strong. [You might be able to recruit this acquaintance as a follower.]
- Acquaintance description
Aspects: Acquaintance, Mortal
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Valciane's ingenuities are endless, and her grip is stronger than a blacksmith's.
- Believer description
Aspects: Mortal, Follower, Forge 2
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Valciane is not a machine. We are reasonably confident of that, because she has been observed, now and then, to commit quite human errors.
- Disciple description
Aspects: Mortal, Potential, Forge 5, Follower, Disciple
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Valciane has begun to work without tools. 'They get in the way,' she claims.
- Exalt description
Aspects: Mortal, Forge 10, Exalted, Follower, Disciple
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Valciane attends to her opposition with the remorseless brio of a youth smashing bottles.
- Rival description
Aspects: A Rival's Ascension 2, Mortal, Maverick, Suspicious
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It is very important never to get within arm's reach of Valciane.
- Prisoner description
Aspects: Mortal, Heart 3, Lantern 3, Prisoner, Grail 3, Forge 5
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Valciane can be romanced at Oriflamme's Auction House.
Some prefer moonlit walks. Some prefer soft music. But there are those whose enjoy shining opulence, high company, and the soft click of the operations of power.
- Invitation description
Valciane nods curtly, but her eyes glow as coals do when a furnace door is opened.
- Followup description
Valciane inches closer as we speak together. When she takes my hand, the machine strength of her fingers is matched by the embery heat of her skin. 'I'm not light', she warns me. 'We should establish tolerances.'
- Success description
Valciane's skin glows with furnace heat. Her strength is exquisitely strained. Each time when I leave, she follows me down the stairs for a final kiss.
- Season description
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She fills our lives with shapely things: treasures of porcelain, nacre, blown glass. Some are the products of her work. Some are tokens from trips abroad. They collect in piles around our home, forming curious passageways. But I find her among the mazes she builds. She wants very much to be found. [This might be considered a victory. But the House is no place for lovers.]
- End description