Your Blood Inside My Heart

    Blood is thicker than the deep waters,

    More vibrant than the shining stone

Old blood bled like wine from His throat, the King of Kings, and a friend sucked at the clotted blood till his mouth was bloodied, sucked at the poisoned blood till the earth was puddled. 

One way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Class: Paladin

Skills: archery, equestrianism, dririmancy

Gear: a bow, 20 arrows, a noble companion (1HD), their blood, a small dagger with a rayskin hilt (light)

A: Your Blood Inside My Heart, Entrainment

B: The Shining Stone

C: Prophecy

D: The Deep Waters

Your Blood Inside My Heart: When your blood enters another's veins, it takes root; people who hold your blood must do anything that you ask of them. At any time, for any reason, they may Disown your blood by cutting themselves and calling it out. Should they do this, they find themselves unable to sleep until they spill your blood from all who contain it.

Entrainment: Should another's blood enter your veins, it is welcomed as kin and taught the old ways; you must do anything that people whose blood you hold ask of you. When you share your own blood with another, the foreign blood follows along in its retinue with all that implies. You may Disown it.

The Shining Stone: Drink poison. Survive. In your stomach a hematite bezoar forms. It pulls subtly in the direction of those whose blood it incorporates. Fixed to an arrow or a messenger pigeon and sent at its kin, it flies perfectly true.

Prophecy: When performing an augury that involves your own blood, you can ask a question and receive an answer. The answerer is exceptionally wise and knowledgeable, has inscrutable intentions, and you must do whatever it advises or relinquish your claim to your blood and lose this class.

The Deep Waters: Your dreams are your blood's: when asleep you can look through the eyes of another who holds it, and you can give answers to their auguries so long as the latter involve their blood — they are still obligated to obey even indirect pronouncements in this fashion. When you die, should your blood live on, you dream forever. You are not alone.

P.S. Not especially playable, I suspect; call it a concept in amateurish class format

P.P.S. Good luck figuring out what the image has to do with anything here!