Ibrahim Sakaar - Founder and Head of Siva-Corp.
Boney Bee : A small strange creature made entirely of bones that has begun to follow the characters...
The Dragon : She burned some things, and has retreated to the Himalayas.
Twain : Commander of M.E.R.C.Y.
Specialty: Necromancy, Magical Combat, Medic
The team leader. His age and experience show through his well salted hair, and the deep lines on his face, He usually wears a wide crooked grin apparently without malice, all his expressions appear a bit exaggerated, the occasional frown or scowl given by the man is quite frightening. Usually his manner is overly friendly he tells bad jokes with bad breath, clamps, jostles, and punches the shoulders of his comrades, and shares far more than he listens.
He has long sand-and-silver hair tied back into a long braid on the left side. He is a tall man, with a medium frame, tanned skin, and well toned muscles. He wears a loose black cloth vest, thick with endless-pockets. He wears a large belt studded with guns and pouches, black cargo pants (more pockets), and combat boots. His arms are covered with scars old and new, his nose looks as though it had been broken and ‘straightened’ at least twice.
Zesiro : Member of M.E.R.C.Y.
Specialty: Technology and Communications
A young man, perhaps 18, he is the brother to Twain, the team leader. Their relation is immediately recognizable: Zesiro looks like a young version of Twain. He looks a bit pale in the face, and green under his eyes, as if perpetually airsick. He seems rather timid and reluctant, he can often be seen quietly shaking his head and muttering to himself in his brothers wake.
Rozalind : 2nd in command of M.E.R.C.Y. team.
Specialty: Artillery, Antique restoration, Occult Lore & Survival.
Elegance. She is dressed as a proper warrior, she wears a fitted bullet-proof vest, dark green pants and sturdy boots fit for their jungle destination. Her shoulders and hips are strapped with belts and holsters. Yet, without the feminine accoutrements of makeup or fashion, her beauty and elegance are unhindered (perhaps enhanced.)
The first thing everyone notices about Rozalind is her brilliant fire-red curls. She has bronze skin, and a sharp-featured face. Her high cheekbones are dotted with freckles, her eyes are a brilliant hazle that shift color with her mood. Gold in the middle and dark brown around the edges. She moves with grace and poise. She speaks with a sharp coy tongue.
Dzel : Member of M.E.R.C.Y.
Called “Dizzy” by the others. She is by-far the youngest team member, no older than 13. She’s dressed like the helicopter picked her up from cheer-leading practice... She wears white tennis shoes, a short pleated green skirt and green tank-top. Her makeup is applied with a heavy awkward hand. (Does she know that we are going to the jungle?)
She’s tiny in every sense. A four-foot stick figure, her spindly arms and legs seem far too long for her height (awkward teenage proportions). She has dark brown skin, her long black hair is pulled away from her face in tight dreadlocks tied off with green beads. Her eyes are strange bright lime-green color, they seem unnatural... perhaps they are contacts. Her eyes are pretty, but gaze about vapidly: she follows orders well but doesn’t seem to think for herself.
Icarus : Member of M.E.R.C.Y.
No one has talked much about Icarus, nor does Icaus talk about himself. In fact, he does not talk at all. He is a master of stealth, called a true hunter.
His true allegiance is obscure at the moment. He hijacked a helicopter and kidnapped several teammates and otherworldly beings.
Magnus
Trident
T.I.G.E.R.
Verkhoturye Monastery
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