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Name: Millicent "Milli" Grey Wyndham
Social Class: Gentry
Age: 24
Birthday: March 19th, 1799 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: British
Birth Place: Bedfordshire, England
Residence: Fitzherbert Mannor, Clifton, Bedforshire, England
(Wyndham Estate near Hyde Park, London during the Season)

Gender: Female
Education: Private Education provided by her father
Income Source: Bluestocking Spinster (Provided for by Family Currently - £50 Annually; interest from her inheritance of £1000 from her mothers death which will be her dowry if ever married.)
Native Language: English (Can R & W)

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Height: 5'7"
Weight: 121 lbs
Build: Thin/Slightly Toned
Eyes: Brown/Chocolate - Deep Set, Expressive Doe Eyes
Hair: Unruly Dark Mousey Brown
Skin Tone: Fair with a hint of tanning and some freckles
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced
Personal Style: Milli dresses as per her status and what convention dictates with one exception, colors. Most unwed women stick to the pale colors that are light but Milli tends to wear darker more muted colors that lend a grey feeling; Puce, Sage, Cerulean Blue, etc. She sticks also with darker laces than white. Even when she has to wear lighter shades she nearly always refuses anything white and still wants something with at least some hint of muted feel to it.

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Witty * Cynical * Intelligent * Bold * Caring * Vain

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Spinster
Personality: One of the first things that people notice about Milli is her spirited wit in conversation and her good sense; always weighing out her options before she acts but not always when she speaks, which shows her cynicism quite openly a trait that can grate on some people's nerves. She is self-assured and this stems from keen critical mind and her silver tongue. She tries to never open her mouth unless she has something interesting to say and does so without overly using her words. Quick to the point most of the time yet when passion inflames her mind she can be a tad on the long winded side.

She listens carefully to what others have to say but because she is so keen on dissecting everything and looks at the world through critical glasses she can be rather presumptuous with her deductions; oft times misreading a situation. She will stick stubbornly to her assumptions until she is forced to change them. She is quick to laugh at foolishness, others and surprisingly her own and while she is vain it isn't in the appearance department of the world but in her own opinion; vanity streaking across the line to foolishness with what she says and thinks.

A kind soul, she is usually looking out for the greater good which can mean she places herself on the back burner and because of this is usually subjected to harsh criticism. More than once she has heard that she needs to bite her tongue if she ever wishes to win a husband or keep from scaring off her siblings suitors. Try as she will, the criticism gets to her but she shoulders in public even though in private it gnaws at her.
Habits:

• Biting her bottom lip
• Speaking even when not spoken to

Hobbies: Reading
Fears:

• Marriage without Affection
• Consumption
• Agoraphobic

Likes:

• Writing in her journal
• Horseback riding during the early morning
• Lemon
• Crisp clear nights in the country side
• Intelligent conversation
• Being left alone to read in peace

Dislikes:

• Cards
• Overly sweet foods
• Her hair
• Her step mother and the mouth that comes with her
• Flies
• Those that believe status will protect them

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General Skills:

• Class Knowledge (Peer)
• City Knowledge (London)
• City Knowledge (Bedfordshire)
• Country Knowledge (England)
• Court Etiquette
• Pistols
• Horseback Riding
• Knife (Throwing)
• Ballroom Dancing
• Diplomacy
• House
• Sketching

Trained Skills:

• Language - Mandarin
• Fu Mei - Neutral style martial arts that focuses on speed and turning an opponents moves against them
• Nan Pao - Southern Style Martial Art that focuses on strong stances, powerful waist along with quick strong forearm and hand movements.
• Lamgarga - Art of wielding a Lamga; normally used against longer weapons that use safe distance to attack from such as a spear or a sword, easily concealed in dress folds, can be used to break other weapons and disarm opponent
• Desinmon - Art of wielding various styles of Chinese swords
• Chang Li Fut - Soft style martial arts that focuses on protecting the spirit from impacts during a fight

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Empire style dress of muslin in slate gray; low square neckline with décolleté neckline and shoulder capped puff sleeves. Short knee high heeled boots in black, cream colors under skirts and black gloves, darker slate blue over coat with black knit buttons. Simple heart shaped pendent on a gold chain and drop sapphire earrings
• Riticule (small purse with wrist string) - farthings, pounds, dance card, pencil
• Single shot pistol
• Jian - Long Chinese style sword
• Sheath for sword on cross shoulder belt
• Female style mini broach watch hung from her coats lapel
• Dagger
• Dagger sheath a fixed to left thin where skirt slits

Residence:

• Lamga
• Various Swords from her days in training
• Art of War
• Various gowns for different times of the day
• Mothers wedding gown
• Mothers pearls
• Wardrobe of various clothing not needed for special events, times, or gatherings
• Letters from Parents
• Training qipao (with pants and slippers)
• Sketching materials
• White and Grey male horse - Artemus

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Family History: Milli was born in Bedfordshire, England - the daughter of a Gentry Spice Merchant; Benedict Wyndham. The family had been in the spice trade for several generations, each one prospering more than the one before it. When the Soulless emerged, even more was able to be made; now in the transport of people to and from the Far East for their training. Milli is the eldest born to Benedict and his first wife Catherine. Catherine died when Milli, 9 years of age at the time, was over seas in Hunan, China training.

When she returned on her 18th birthday her father had long remarried to a widow by the name of Elizabeth Jones, hoping to be able to provide his daughter with a female guiding hand when she returned. Elizabeth was less of a guiding hand and more of a whip to the back side, trying to push her and her step sisters (Emma and Jane) into any marriage of title no matter the honor of the man in question and they have all been very questionable thus far.

Currently the family is in their London Manor for the Season, one event after another while her step mother tries to force her and her siblings into whatever compromising position she can to wed them off to a man of nobility. Her father is off over seeing the construction of three more ships that will be added to his company hopefully within the next several years and sadly has not responded to Milli's letters making him aware of her step mothers embarrassing and compromising ways.

Your personal life: Milli was raised by her parents until she was seven years of age; loved, tutored, cared for. She tested high in speed but also intelligence and her father gave her the choice of perusing her training in which location she chose. She decided on a temple in Hunan, China. Her mother and her father both accompanied her to the shores of China and bid her farewell and good luck in her training; both of them visiting her once a year later before her mother fell ill of Consumption.

Her father could not bring himself to tell Milli in person of her mothers death and had it delivered by the captain of one of his spice ships. Milli was devastated, adoring her mother, and she lost herself in her training and education over the next years. It barely registered to her when she found out that her father had remarried and that she now had step siblings. Neither of them were sent for training to any location, her step mother stating that they had walls to protect them and servants.

Milli finished her training and came home on her 18th birthday her step mother tried to force her into the Season but Milli refused, deciding to take a years morning for her mother even though she had died nearly a decade earlier. (Using the excuse that this was the first time she had set foot on her home soil in so long that it would only be right to show her respect to her mother this way. Her father did not argue.)

After a year though, all bets were off and since then Milli has had to keep her guard up and eyes in the back of her head. Her step mother constantly trying to set up the most scandalous of events to get her and her step siblings ensnared in with any man of title so that the family can climb the ranks of society. Milli keeps awaiting word back from her father but nothing has come and she fears the worst but dare not leave England; there would be no one left to watch out for her siblings.

What you want for your life: Milli wants a great many things in life, one of them is marriage for her siblings. She wants them to wed good men so that she does not have to constantly keep her step mother from throwing them at every pair of titled trousers in the country. With that she hopes to gain at least some independence in her life, as much as perhaps she can hope for right now is just to remain out of a compromising position.

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Character Quote(s):

• My courage always surfaces when I need it most.
• Death would be a kindness to some
• She'd marry us to Satan just because some call him a prince.

Theme Song: Social Distortion - When Angels Sing

Anything Else:

• Ryne
• Deeper Than The Sands: Chapter 1
• Is Left Handed
• Related to Anisa Crowe
• Believes her mother was killed
• Worries that her father has been as well

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Milli had a wonderful relationship with her father when she was younger but since the death of her mother and his marriage to her step mother things are not as good as they once were. She still loves and respects the man but she wishes he would stay home more so he could see exactly what his new wife is up to. She understands his need to make sure the family business is running well but she feels that he is avoiding the house because of her step mother and the fact that Milli herself reminds him far too much of his dear Catherine. Milli fears that because she has not heard from her father in some time that he is no longer among the living.

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Milli was never closer to anyone than she was her mother and as she has grown she is reminded by her father just how much she takes after Catherine. She misses her mother to this day and with Elizabeth constantly pushing her and her sister towards marriages that just should not happen she wishes even more that her mother was still alive. Milli was told that her mother died of Consumption but she does not believe it.

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Things between Elizabeth and Milli are tense to say the least. It isn't that she hates her step mother but she does hate many of things she does and says. The woman has no manners, no discretion, and honestly seems to have no care for her children other than to see them married to a titled man and produce a titled heir.

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Milli loves her step sister Emma, who is just three years her junior but she wishes she would wise up and start some form of training. Emma believes as her mother does, that because they have wealth and servants that the Soulless cannot touch them or if they did try they would easily be protected. Milli keeps trying to get through to Emma but her head is in the clouds. Emma wants marriage just as much as her mother wants it for her, she just sees the world through rose tinted glasses and believes life is a fairytale and all endings are happy.

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Jane and Milli are closer than the rest and Jane seems to look up to Milli even if she doesn't agree with her step sisters openness with her words. Jane is quiet, shy, but she has at least begun thinking of training and is learning at least how to wield a dagger and fire a pistol. It is a start. Milli hopes that when her father returns he will finally send Jane off for some real training, she wants her sister to survive.

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The two can seem as different as night and day but underneath it all they have very similar desires. No care for the season, wanting to keep her step mother from arranging a marriage (only because of age), a worry for parents. It has all created and lead to a friendship between the two. Virginia is one of the few that Milli is comfortable turning to, knowing she is probably the only person who understands here. They are still learning about each other but they grow closer as time passes.

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Elizabeth was just about to try to try to set up Milli's sister Emma with Fyror one evening and Milli was ready to intercept. That was until things took a change. Soon as Elizabeth saw the mans scar on his face Elizabeth decided he was better suited for Milli. She didn't want her pried full blooded daughters to be stuck with a man that looked like that if it could be helped. Elizabeth said it loudly when she explained it and Milli knew the man had to hear it. Milli rolled her shoulders back, her chin held high. "I would be more than blessed to have a man of honor as a husband than any other cretin in the room," she spat back to her step mother. She didn't mean to offend others in the room but she was at the end of her rope that evening with her Step mothers ways. Milli looked over to Fyror and sighed slightly. "Forgive me sir, please," was all she said before she hurried her family out the door before her step mother could do anymore damage. She doesn't know the man but she has heard enough through the rumor mill and thinks highly of him, and perhaps higher than his family would ever think of hers.

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Milli isn't exactly sure what to think of Jeanette. She doesn't really talk to the woman much but she knows her because of Virginia. Milli respects her because she doesn't seem to care what the world think but Milli is also trying to stay toeing the line so that her sisters can get married eventually. She is cordial to Jeanette when she sees her but she tries to keep her distance, not wanting to get caught up in a scandal because of the woman. She is having a hard enough time as it is keeping her Step-Mothers meet hooks out of her sisters, she doesn't need the families reputation getting anymore tarnished.

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Truth be told on the matter, Milli adores Gerard in many ways. He is kind to her, helps protect her and her sisters, and thankfully isn't a threat when it comes to her step-mother. Gerard keeps closed off to his past, Milli has asked but he is evasive about it. She wishes he would open up to her and trust her on that level but she doesn't push the topic; figuring if he wants to he will open up one day. She does what she can to help him; teaching him to read when she has the time and trying to find ways to help broaden his education. She doesn't know what she would do without him, he has become her right hand ever since her father disappeared.

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Milli knows Father Clerc from church, attending his services on Sunday. She also helps with the poor and other duties around the church when she can to help, in her mind, atone for her Step-Mothers audacious nature. From time to time she will seek out Father Clerc's advice in dealing with the situation at home as well as seeking out additional prayer that her father will return safe and sound to her and her family.

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Milli met Mr. Darcy during one of the tons many crushes when her step-mother thrust her sisters yet again to a man. This time it was Mr. Darcy. He was none to pleased but he was respectful of the situation and seemed to sense what Milli was trying to do when she stepped in; protect her sisters. Not from him so much but from her step mother and her lack of care who her sisters were forced to wed. They have become friends of a sort over time, even training together every so often. They have a mutual understanding and respect for each other, built on keeping her step mother from matching her sisters with someone less than noble.

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Name: Virginia Margaret Crypt
Social Class: Peers
Age: 25
Birthday: October 9th, 1797
Nationality: British
Birth Place: London Townhouse of the Crypt Family
Residence: Wenwynith Manor, Dartford, Kent, England
Gender: Female
Education: Private Tutors
Income Source: Titled & Investments
Native Language: English (reads/writes)

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Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Bony
Eyes: Blue-grey, sleepy circles in shape
Hair: Light brown, soft, hangs a few inches below her shoulder
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Virginia, as a rule, only wears three colors; black, periwinkle, and a soft blue. She generally wears long yet loose dresses, usually with slightly puffed sleeves at the top. She wears white gloves and carries a black parasol with her, and her hat always matches the color scheme of her dress. Her shoes never have too much of a heel to them, and are incredibly sturdy. She wears an opal necklace as well.

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Calm * Bluestocking * Independent * Dark * Peculiar * Stubborn

Sexuality: Bisexual (Aware but closeted)
Relationship Status: Single - Currently not entertaining suitors
Personality: Being a Crypt, Virginia has always been a bit of an oddball. Raised with the social rules and decorum of the regency era, she knows all of the social dances to make, despite not truly understanding some of the conventions. But primarily, Virginia can be thought of as a bit of a dark Luna Lovegood mixed with Sherlock Holmes, an almost dreamy individual with no qualms about death. It's her subtle eccentricity, her peculiar nature. Death doesn't startle her--it fascinates her instead, as well as abnormalities in the brain.

Of course, her dreamy nature doesn't make her passive or weak. In fact, Virginia knows very well how to keep her cards close to her chest, and wait for the appropriate time. She simply isn't as motivated to climb the social ladder as others may be, one of the reasons why Virginia currently is not entertaining any suitors. She simply doesn't care. Her independence and stubbornness can come off as a bit bossy, but she'a adapted to essentially managing the Crypt's affairs, due to her parents' absence and her brother's young age.
Habits: getting lost in her own thoughts, unwavering eye contact
Hobbies: scientific experiments--basic chemical and forensic experiments for the time period, conducted in the privacy of the manor's basement
Fears:

• James becoming one of the soulless
• Dismemberment
• Confinement for female hysteria

Likes:

• Playing the violin
• Curios
• Spending time with her brother, James
• Reading journal articles
• Taking walks using sokw
• Tales of the soulless
• Deviances in psychology

Dislikes:

• Courtship
• Disrespect--especially from those the Crypt family has invested funds with
• The season
• Talk of her parents being lost at sea
• Sweets
• Stubborn clinging to the illusion of normality

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General Skills:

• Leadership
• Violin
• City Knowledge (Dartford)
• Country Knowledge (England)
• City Knowledge (London)
• History (Crypt Family)
• Negotiations
• Deduction
• Chemical Analysis
• Biology
• Court Etiquette
• Ballroom Dancing

Trained Skills:

• Language - Arre-Catte Waho
• Nakai - A focusing of ones mind and body to make the person more durable and resistant to damage; both mental and physical. Lowers the chance of being "scared to death"
• Mikasi - Ability to project ones soul fully into the between as to battle in astral combat with Cargast; leaves the body itself limp and vulnerable to physical attack.
• Chankoowashtay - Ability to project ones mind into the between for purposes of observation only; can move up to one mile from the body. Body is semi there but cannot perform complex action, seems in a daze and just sits takes 1 word direction
• Sokw - Same as above but can go further, up to 50 miles; chance of the mind getting lost while out and about as it were and not being able to return to the body
• Pavati - Ability to wield an Axe; includes throwing accuracy

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - a dress similar to this in fashion, a light shade of blue. Partnered with white gloves and a black parasol, her regency-style cap matches the color of the dress. Shoes are sturdy, a soft brown color, and lack a heal. Additionally, she wears an opal necklace. To beat the London chill, she wears a black overcoat.
• small handbag, colored black and blue--containing pounds, farthings, pence, black handkerchief, small notepad and pencil
• Black axe sheaths, attached to sides of the dress around the hip area for convenience
• Small ebony axe with shining blade, held in the sheath
• Additional small ebony axe, held in sheath
• Journal and Pencil - Gift from Ny

Residence:

• Assorted Clothing, such as - dress, dress, dress, dress
• Glassware--scientific for experiments
• Scientific and medical texts
• Scientific and medical journal articles
• Opal ring (Crypt family heirloom, traditionally worn by the current Earl of Dywell. Left behind by Lord Dywell before his voyage).
• Loose white shirt and trousers for training
• Incense
• Fiction novellas
• Crypt family records
• Spare axe; full sized
• Bloodhound; Ripper

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Family History: The Crypts are a widespread family, with branches appearing in most of the major countries of the world. Some are in the colonies, some in Spain, but the ones to achieve true wealth and power are based in England. The English Crypts were granted an earldom by Henry VIII, from services to the crown. The earldom allowed the Crypt family to enjoy a relatively comfortable life at Wenwynith Manor. Each earl of the family had the title Earl of Dywell, giving the eldest son the courtesy title Viscount Wenwynith.

The Crypt family reputation is relatively unblemished, almost thanks to the Soulless threat. Prior to the entire debacle, they had been seen as an almost eccentric family, producing some perplexing individuals with unusual interests. However, the training against the Soulless and the imminent danger has almost rationalized the Crypt outlook on life, causing them to lose the macabre taste that they enjoyed a few centuries prior.

Currently, the Earl of Dywell and Lady Dywell do not have known whereabouts. It is suspected that they perished when traveling to visit a distant cousin of Lord Dywell's. Wenwynith Manor is currently inhabited by Lady Virginia Crypt and Viscount Wenwynith, as Virginia's grandmother had already passed. However, since Virginia and her younger brother, James, refuse to believe their parent's demise, James has not taken over yet as the head of the Crypt family.

Your personal life: The eldest child and only daughter of Lord Dywell and Lady Dywell, Virginia was expected to inherit the earldom for a majority of her life. Her father had no brothers, merely distant cousins in a messy spiderweb of Crypt family relations. Per the terms the earldom had been charted with, it would then pass to Virginia. Her parents, thus, prepared their daughter for this from an early age, teaching her not how to run a house, but how to lead. Their longtime butler, Alfred, would manage the household affairs to her.

Like her father before her, Virginia tested well at a young age in intelligence and constitution. Most British Crypts did, so it was hardly surprising. From her fascination with the mind and the idea of astral projection, they sent her to the colonies. There she trained to learn to better understand the supernatural forces, as well as protect herself if ever needed. That was, admittedly, a bit of an afterthought for the Crypts. As a rule, they were more fascinated by the soulless than afraid of them.

While in the colonies, Virginia learned to play the violin, fancying herself to be a discoverer of hidden knowledge. She became fascinated with the mind, as well as budding theories that science could be applied to determine the course of past events. It was here in the colonies that Virginia was exposed to both the mysticism of the supernatural, as well as the determinative nature of science.

She concluded her training at the age of eighteen and returned home to England. Just two years after her return, Lady Dywell gave birth to a son, James. The male heir meant that Virginia could no longer succeed her father and claim the earldom. But rather than be bitter, Virginia merely allowed herself to pursue her own studies. The Crypts were always an odd family, and her parents encouraged her, allowing her to turn the dark basement of the manor into a laboratory of sorts. Her experiments were rather simple at first, experimenting with the feeble beginnings of the ideal gas law, as she applied the meager knowledge she gained in the colonies.

At the age of twenty-three, word was sent to the Crypt families that a distant cousin, a native to Spain, was on his deathbed and wished to see Lord Dywell before he died. Her parents left by ship. They never returned. Presently, Virginia acts as the family head in the place of her brother, as he is too young to even be trained. Their trusted butler, Alfred, continues to manage the household affairs.

What you want for your life: Virginia is not quite certain what she desires in life. She wishes to simply satiate her curiosity, to learn whatever it is she desires to learn, even if she is not quite sure what that is. She is a Crypt, she believes herself to be capable of anything she puts her mind to. As for others, she does hope that her brother, James, will grow up just as well as she did, despite her parents' absence.

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Character Quote(s): "Death is an old friend."
"And being so young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy" -Edgar Allen Poe.
"It is my business to know what other people do not know" -Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Theme Song:

Anything Else: Cargast; Chloe and Cecily
Distant relation to Belladonna, Javier, and Mercurial Crypt
FC- Bella Heathcote
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Alfred has been the butler for the Crypt family since before Virginia was born. Her entire life, he has been there, putting up with the various moods and antics of the Crypt household. In some ways, Alfred is like a second father to Virginia, or perhaps a grandfather. He may not be as death-enchanted as the rest of the family is, but it hardly matters to Virginia. Alfred is family all the same.

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James is only five years old, and with his parents' absence, he essentially is raised by Virginia and Alfred. He shares his sister's love of the unusual, though he's a bit more of a pyromaniac than she is. The pair of them are quite close, and she attempts to protect him as best as she can--especially from Millie's stepmother.

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Lord Dywell and Virginia could have been described as best friends. He treated her as an equal, despite her sex, and lamented slightly when the earldom would not longer fall to her. The pair of them would throw hatchets in the lawns of the manor, and he encouraged her intellectual pursuits. Lord Dywell had an unnerving presence as well, making most uncomfortable around the earl, but it never bothered Virginia.

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Virginia and her mother have an extremely close relationship as well. Lady Dywell had been treated for female hysteria prior to her marriage, and her recollections of her treatment helped to prompt Virginia's interest in psychology. The notion that her mother died at sea haunts Virginia, but it was her mother that taught her that there is nothing to fear beyond complacency.

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Milli and Virginia initially met at the docks, as Virginia was inquiring to whether there was any word of her parents' return. The regular contact made them familiar to one another, and during the Season, Milli's stepmother attempted to set Milli up with Virginia's five year old brother, the next Earl of Dywell. Needless to say, the two of them bonded over a desire to not have that happen, as well as common interests and a dislike for the Season in general. They're close friends now.

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Mosi and Virginia both trained in the colonies, and being the same age, they bumped into each other on more than one occasion. Mosi's mannerisms and customs intrigued Virginia, as the girl seemed to have abandoned the traditional conventions of English society. And while Virginia does not often say this outright, she believes Mosi's home is in the wilderness of the New World--not the townhouses and parties of the Season. They have not quite kept in touch, but they do run into each other again now and then.

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Due to her close friendship with Millie, Virginia has had a few meetings with Gerard. With her skill of deduction, Virginia noticed a few oddities about the man. And with her mind always at least partially on the sea, due to her parents' supposed fates, it was only a few deductive leaps before she realized Gerard's background. He enticed her to comply with a spit swear, and Virginia keeps her promises, always. She means it when she crosses her heart and hopes to die, stick a needle in her eye.

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Mary had been dispatched to determine whether or not Virginia was one of the soulless. Instead, the pair of them sat down to tea and got chatting, with the Sister sharing tales of her most interesting work. They became friends over the conversation, and James tends to pester the Sister with his own, often intrusive, questions about the church.

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Despite never officially meeting Thalken, their families had done business together. Crypts tend to wish to take care of their own affairs, but there are times that require outside assistance. Money has exchanged hands on at least one occasion for certain matters to be taken care of quietly. The family fascinates Virginia slightly as a whole, due to their dabbles with death.

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Name: Jeanette ‘Mosi’ Mournweald Crane
Social Class: Gentry
Age: 25
Birthday: December 1st, 1797 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: British
Birth Place: Magnificent – a ship sailing towards England from Greece.
Residence: Mournweald Estate, London.
Gender: Female
Education: Private tutors(mostly forgotten)
Income Source: Allowance
Native Language: English (Can read and write albeit badly)

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Height: 5’10’’
Weight: 155 lb.(the lean muscles weight)
Build: Atheltic
Eyes: Green
Hair: Black soft hair, reaching just under her shoulders.
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a tribal tattoo across her upper arms, her shoulders and both leading to a Lynx symbol at the base of her neck.
Personal Style: To the horror of her mother, Jeanette dresses almost excusively like a man. She wears trousers, shirts and coats. The only female type of clothing she usually wears are her boots. Aside that she has feathers woven into her hair almost all the time, only taking them off when she’s bathing. Her clothing is usually back in color.

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Brave * Overly Brave * Observant * Wild * Relaxed * Blunt

Sexuality: homosexual, but unaware.
Relationship Status:Single
Personality: (Minimal of 2 paragraphs that tells us how the characters mind works. Take time with this, it will help you better understand your own character. Characters will be expected to keep to it.)
Jeanette or Mosi as she preferred to be called is a very opened up person. She’s frank about what she’s thinking and basically almost never lies. She believes lying is not a good thing to do under nearly every circumstance. The greatest of virtues she considers is helping those who seek aid or come under conditions that require aid around her.

Beside those traits, she’s also quite relaxed and laidback person. She is hard to anger and prefers to enjoy her time as much as she can. In short she LOVES to fool around and just have fun. She loves visiting pubs, riding horses fast without regard of what others think about her, hunting, training, smoking pipe. All those behavior traits lead to her most notable one – the fact that she detest sociality’s norms and limitations. She despises to be told how to dress, where to go and how to speak. In the end she simply does what she feels like doing and no amount of gossips and bad rep will stop her for she basically cares not what the general public things of her!
Habits: Plays with her hair, Scratches with her nails softly on tables, desks and so forth while waiting, smoking pipe.
Hobbies: Archery and climbing
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged (You will be expected to play to these fears. They will be noted by the Gm and used against you ~grins~) - May not include death, infection, haunting

• Lightnings
• Cows
• Getting burned

Likes: 6 minimal

• Cats
• Alcohol (to a degree)
• Bows
• Running
• Sleeping
• Trees
• Campfires
• Listening to stories
• Hunting
• Playing around
• Feathers

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Dogs
• Big bodies of water
• Rain
• Cold
• Guns
• Limitations

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General Skills: Max 12 - History must reflect these knowledge's - Once again, it is the 1820's: Skills must reflect the time and theme of the RP. Basic knowledge's of the supernatural will be known by all as just part of growing up and surviving.

• Horseback riding
• Disguise
• Swimming
• Cooking
• Foraging
• Fletching
• Sneaking
• Tribal Dancing
• Climbing
• Field dressing

Trained Skills: Max 6 From Your Chosen Location. Remember you may only chose from the skills listed under that specific location and may not mix and match. One Language is required, it may not be left out.

• Language – Arre-Catte Waho - A language of the New Worlds Native; a sort of tongue that while is not spoke by any tribe specifically can be understood by all.
• Kwatoko - Ability to wield a bow; includes on horse back
• Pavati - Ability to wield an Axe; includes throwing accuracy
• Motsqueh - Ability to create a Presences Guard and activate it
• Nakai - A focusing of ones mind and body to make the person more durable and resistant to damage; both mental and physical. Lowers the chance of being "scared to death"
• Ethete - A spiritual walk in where a person might be able to grasp a look into a probably future. This takes hours and is straining on the body but the results can be priceless.

What Is On Your Person:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash, papers and tobacco, pipe, matches, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, canteen, walking stick, and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Keep it within the spectrum of the RP. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing – Typical for the period black male trousers, white shirt, unbuttoned just a little, black coat, reaching to her hips, a number of feathers in her hair and a small dream catcher on a string around her neck and high leather boots.
• Smoking pipe.
• Tobacco.
• Matches.
• Very small amount of spare coin.
• One tomahawk, one fastened in a sheath on her hip.
• One tomahawk, one fastened in a sheath on her hip.
• Bow
• Quiver

Residence:
This is your stash basically - all your items that are not on you at all times. General things need not be listed like a bed, blanket and so forth. Somethings are just a given. But things like Weapons stash, books, files on people, books, special mementos, and so forth are something that need to be listed out and very detailed. Make sure to know that this will be updated through out the RP - Bullets get used, weapons get lost, ropes break. Again, keep this grounded in reality. You won't have an arsenal! Bare bones to start folks and keep it with your profession and what your income would have been. Not everyone is going to have money... Limited to spots provided.

• A collection of predatory bird feathers
• Number of different bows and a lot of arrows.
• A lot of ‘appropriate’ female clothing( never touched once by Jeanette.
• A lot of male clothing.
• A number of different types of one handed exes and hatchets.
• 4 different smoking pipes.
• A supply of tobacco enough for couple of months.
• Couple of containers of paint.
• Jet black male mustang - Aslan

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Family History: Minimal of 2 detailed paragraphs about your families history. (Mother, father, siblings, relatives, events that brought them to the status they currently are, etc.)
Jeanette was born into the Crane family to William and Clarice Crane. She was the eldest of 4 children afterwards with her twin sisters being born a year later and her younger brother 3 years afterwards. Her family belongs to the Gentry with her father being a iron mines and factory owner. Originally not as wealthy as present and nearly falling into huge debt as the factory was not bringing in profit, her father with his excellent business sense managed to stabilize the family finances and later even build on top of them, getting the family quite wealthy in the process.

It was soon after that he married his wife who hailed from a Gentry family also. She was a rather ambitious young woman from a family lower on the class system from the Crane family. Also being the typical woman of the time period she preferred the traditions and was highly against sending her oldest daughter off to the colonies to training as per her words – “A woman should learn how to run a household properly and not fool around playing ‘fighter’ in a foreign country!” Needles to say it was not her choice in the matter and Jeanette was eventually send over to the colonies at the age of 8. After her departure the family’s situation continued to be rather stable, though her mother had started to plan the marriages of convenience for her and her younger sisters.

Your personal life: Minimal of 3 detailed paragraphs about your characters life up until this point.
Jeanette was a bright and energetic child since the day she was born. From an early age she showed keen mind and rather good amount of wisdom for her age. She was also always up and running and playing around with her younger brother. She was a little bit of a daredevil, but non the less she was still an educated young girl who was nicely growing up, being taught the society’s written and unwritten etiquette. She showed very good wisdom and constitution when she was tested and it was decided she’d go to the colonies to train.

Despite her mother’s objections on the matter, Jeanette was sent off to the colonies along with her father who escorted her there. It was an uneventful journey, but one she enjoyed quite a lot without the constant reprimands from her tutors and mother about how she should act.

The day they arrived on the new world, she at first found it quite strange and alien, but with the childish adaptability quickly found herself quite liking it, with it being so different from the gloomy London where she grew up till now. Non the less the arrangements were made with where she should stay and with whom she should learn, but an unexpected event occurred the very same day her father left port with the ship to head over back to the Old World. Mere hours after her father departed due incredibly back luck, Jeanette was shot in the head when 2 drunken men got into an argument and shots were fired. She simply was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

By what seemed like a miracle, the girl did survive, but her mind after she woke up was a mess. Most of her memories were gone and she suffered temporary aftereffects like headaches. With time her condition improved drastically as she no longer got headaches and her memories started to return to a point though incredibly fractured and messy. A message about the accident was sent to her family, but because of bad luck, the ship got into a storm and was sunk near the coasts of Spain. Almost half of the crew survived, but the letter was lost.

Her father came to check on her the very next year, but by this point she had already healed. He was shocked and very furious about the event, but nothing could be done anymore. She had survived and that’s what was important to him. Still after a brief meeting with his daughter he realized she was not the same anymore. She still retained her energetic nature and her mind mostly worked the same, but Jeanette barely recognized him. There was also the way she had started dressing, talking and acting as one of the locals. Still she seemed happy and he didn’t want to destroy her happiness at the moment. Hoping that this was just a temporary thing, he returned home.

Eventually the years passed and she grew up into a young woman. Finally it was time to return back home, but at first she didn’t really want to. Her real family was with the people who raised her over on the New World. She had even taken up the name Mosi which translated into Cat, a name given to her because of her mannerism as she grew up. Her family was awaiting for her at the port when she arrived. Her mother fell unconscious out of shock and embarrassment when her daughter walked down from the ship dressed in a buffalo robe.

After that incident the family quickly urged(pushes/rushed) Jeanette into the carriage and they quickly headed towards their estate in London. That happened when she was 21. Since that day 4 years ago, the entire Crane family feverishly tries to keep Jeanette or Mosi as she now prefers to be called even by them, basically under lock at their estate. Frankly though it appears problematically hard as she appears to escape from the windows and scale down the walls.

What you want for your life: Minimal of 1 detailed paragraph about your characters life goals. (This is beyond just surviving and not becoming part of the Soulless. Marriage? Family? Independence?)
What Jeanette wants most in her life is to return to the New World and live with her ‘real’ family over there, but she also feels a strange attraction that keeps her in London. Thus she now simply wants to lead a true life! A life she will not regret nor be ashamed of!

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Character Quote(s):
“Always do right by your neightbor and by your conscience.”
“What’s the point of living… if you aren’t going to enjoy life’s gifts?”
“Why care what others think? You have a mind, don’t you? Is your mind not worth as much as others’?”
Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jvipPYFebWc
Anything Else:

• Cargast
• http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4056530

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Jeanette and her father got along quite fine when she was younger. Being the eldest one she often spend time with him whenever the situation allowed for it. Even now after her memory was scrambled she still gets along with him as he’s the only person who’s not really completely against her current self. He still wants her to have a good life and maybe marry a good husband, but tries to not hinder her in any way unless the situation calls for it to the extreme.

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Jeanette and her mother’s relationship was rather calm when she was a child. They got along fine as the child had accepted to learn the ways of society, but now things are not such. Most of what she had learned never returned along with the majority of her memory. She still remembers her mother, but now have no love for the woman. Instead she sees her as the embodiment of the wrong with society.

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The slightly older one of the twins, Brigitte and Jeanette still get along just fine as the younger girl doesn’t follow the society’s views about her older sister. They often hang out together at public places for the biggest shock of their mother.

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Beatrice and Jeanette don’t really get along much in difference from Brigitte. Beatrice takes a lot after their mother and has been very influenced by the etiquette both the written, unwritten and supposed one. She takes great fear in the fact that Jeanette’s presence in London will bring ruin to their family’s reputation which while probably true gets the two women in a rather tense relationship with them barely talking to each other.

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Ernest and Jeanette don’t really interact too much with each other, but they don’t have any hostility between them. They’ve simply taken to each doing his own thing and living in mutual acceptance. Still Ernest has been argueing with their mother about the her idea of just putting Jeanette back on a ship for the colonies and just be done with her.

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Jeanette met Virginia over at the New World. She found her rather interesting and refreshing. At that time Jeanette had met a few british people after her amensia and was not really fond of their ways. Meeting Virginia who was actually quite odd and interresting in her ways, left Jeanette to believe there still may be home for the people of her country.

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Jeanette haven't really had much interaction with Millicent. They've met and crossed paths and have seen each other about the place. Mostly whenever Virginia is involved, but still doesn't mean they interacted much. Instead Jeanette formed herself an opinion by what she was able to notice and hear from around London.

Currently if nothing else she learned to respect Milli. The way she commits to the broken norms of this society, but still retain a degree of well placed pride and personality. She also likes really much how the woman protects her siblings from their mother's ploys.

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Name: Captain Fyror Gallant Kildragon
Social Class: Peer (Baron)
Age: 25
Birthday: May 1, 1798
Nationality: Danish-British
Birth Place: Essex, England
Residence: Colchester Garrison, Colchester, Essex, England

Gender: Male
Education: British Army
Income Source: Captain in an infantry regiment of the British Army (around £100 annually)
Native Language: English (Can read & write)

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Height: 6'1"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Build: Muscular with broad tapered shoulders and long legs
Eyes: Almond shaped; Rich amber (right) and sickly white (left); Blind in left eye due to past injury
Hair: Smooth auburn hair with short sides and long on top; Minimal facial hair
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Jagged scar from his forehead, across his left eye, and down to his jawline
Personal Style: Fyror dresses in his infantry uniform. It consists of the red and gold tunic that the British army is known for coupled with grey or white trousers.

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Chivalrous * Overprotective * Compassionate * Serious * Loyal * Self-conscience

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Fyror works hard to embody the chivalric values of truth, honor, justice, courage, prowess, loyalty, generosity, courtesy, nobility, and humility. He is not a particularly secretive individual and instead prefers to remain open-minded and honest. He is considerate of others feelings; however, in the end, he would rather speak the truth, even if it’s hurtful, than to lie simply to spare someone else’s feelings. He is the type of person who keeps to his word, so if he says he will do something, he will certainly do it. He was raised to be a man of integrity and taught to be courteous to others, particularly so towards women. He genuinely finds pleasure in helping others, and ultimately, protecting others is more to him than just a part of his job description. It is the very essence of him. His courage and compassionate heart coupled with his overprotective nature can lead him to be a bit brash at times. He may disregard his own safety for the sake of others. He is loyal until the very end.

He takes his job as a captain in the British infantry very seriously, in part that is due to how he was raised. He spends a lesser amount of time socializing, which can very well prove detrimental to his social standing. Truthfully, he feels rather self-conscience when in the eye of the public, particularly around his fellow nobles. This is due to the treatment of others ever since he sustained the extensive injury to his left eye several years ago. He has a somewhat mangled appearance that has led many to be intimidated by him or even cringe when they see him. Regardless, he has learned to persevere through it and prove to others that he is a chivalrous man through his words and his actions. People will find a great friend in him if they only take the time to see him for who he really is.

Habits:

• Regularly cleaning and/or sharpening his weapons
• Rising before dawn

Hobbies: Hunting
Fears:

• Becoming blind in both eyes
• Watching someone he cares for die due to his inability to protect them
• Unintentionally hurting/killing someone

Likes:

• His regiment
• Weaponry
• Chivalry
• Learning new things
• Having an active lifestyle
• Helping people
• Training

Dislikes:

• People approaching him on his blind side
• Being judged solely on his appearance or status
• Disrespect
• Collateral damage
• Killing people
• Disarray
• Soulless

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General Skills:

• Military knowledge
• Diplomacy
• Leadership
• Horseback riding
• Dueling
• Swimming
• Court etiquette
• Reading
• Firearms (musket & pistol)
• Country knowledge (England)
• City knowledge (Colchester)
• City knowledge (London)

Trained Skills:

• Japanese language
• Burēdorōdo - Use of Japanese Styles Blades
• Yama - Strength Based Grappling to throw an opponent off balance or to hold ones own ground
• Kyū Kaze - Speed Based Grappling used to disarm an opponent using no weapon and using their strength against them. Pins/Locks/Throws
• Shadōtoyūgō - Stealth; learning to meld with the shadows in a sense
• Shinorinri - Thought process, the way of the warrior. A code of honor that one must follow along side being highly skilled in a single weapon. Emphasizes loyalty, courage, and bravery. A focusing skill.

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Infantry uniform
• Katana - Japanese sword
• Sheath for sword attached to belt
• Swagger stick
• Wallet - Id, keys, cash
• Canteen
• Pocket watch
• Single shot pistol

Residence:

• Infantry uniforms
• Brown Bess musket with bayonet
• 50 rounds of ammunition
• Various Japanese swords
• Sword sharpener
• Japanese martial arts manuscripts
• Writing materials
• District and city maps
• Kildragon family records
• Various books on the military
• Bay Irish bred stallion - Valor

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Family History: Legend has it that the Kildragon family descended from Danish knights who were skilled dragon slayers, hence the surname. It is uncertain as to whether or not that is entirely true. However, it is known with certainty that Fyror’s direct lineage is descended from Danes who emigrated from Denmark to England in the late Middle Ages. The generations to follow were greatly involved with the British infantry, and furthermore, they received land and the title of Baron/Baroness. A few individuals in the lineage deviated from the military but most remained a part of it.

Fast forward that several generations to a then young Major Theodore Kildragon, Fyror’s father, who was quickly rising in the ranks of the British infantry. Marriage was truthfully not at the forefront of his mind; that was until he met the beautiful Lady Lilith. They had a relatively short courtship before getting married. On May 1, 1798 in Essex, England, they had their first child, Fyror Gallant Kildragon. Roughly two years passed before they had their second child Leon. By the time they had their third child, this time a daughter they named Genevieve, Theodore was now a colonel at Colchester Garrison and the Soulless’ takeover seemed to be in full swing.

Your personal life: Fyror grew up in a strict military environment, where the days started early and were meticulously structured. In his younger years, his family moved around a fair amount to different garrisons in England before eventually settling in at Colchester Garrison when Fyror was seven years of age. Growing up in a military family had its perks. He and his siblings were provided with a sound education via teachers provided by the British army, and from a young age, they were taught how to hunt and protect themselves. They did regularly attend social gatherings, but Fyror and his brother Leon admittedly preferred life at the garrison.

Fyror was twelve years of age when tragedy struck. He was out riding with a small hunting party consisting of a couple soldiers and trainees when they were ambushed by a group of bandits. Instead of running, Fyror fought, but unfortunately he was outnumbers and overpowered. As he tried to dodge an attack he was slashed across the left side of his face, causing a grievous wound. He was then knocked to the ground and would have been killed if it were for the quick actions of the soldiers and the arrival of reinforcements.

It was a long, slow process to heal from the wound. Many of the best physicians took care of him but ultimately there was nothing they could do to save his eyesight in his affected left eye. Preventing it from getting infected was the biggest issue. The whole ordeal set Fyror back in his training, and people lost faith in his ability to be able to bounce back from it all. In a last ditch effort, at the age of thirteen he was sent to Japan for further healing as well as specialized training.

Fyror a total of ten years in Japan and returned to England a couple years ago at the age of twenty-three. Not only had he grown in stature, but he had also grown to be a fine warrior. He exceeded people’s expectations. He test high in strength and speed, and he learned how to hone his hearing to compensate for the blindness in his left eye and tested high. People still doubt his abilities and make assumptions based on his appearance, but his courage, compassion, and loyalty remain unchanged.

What you want for your life: Above all else, he wants to make a difference in people’s lives. Sure, he wouldn’t mind rising in the ranks and maybe even marrying a beautiful woman and having a family. However, in the end, that means nothing to him if he hasn’t done anything good with his life. He wishes to use his status and position in the British infantry to protect the people of England from the evil of this world to the best of his abilities.

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Character Quote(s):
“Integrity is doing the right thing when no one is watching.”
"Chivalry never died; some men just choose to ignore it."
"Sometimes the good you do won't do you any good."
"I don't know how to be silent when my heart is speaking."
"A scar simply means you're stronger than whatever tried to hurt you."
"I am with you until the end of the line."

Theme Song: "Bleeding Out" by Imagine Dragons


Anything Else:

• Faceclaim - Ken Bek
• Color code - DC143C
• Favorite undead - Ryne/Vampire
• When Royalty Collides

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Fyror's father is truly his role model. Colonel Theodore is a strict yet honorable man who has always worked to help his children and his soldiers to exceed in life. Fyror is forever grateful for the way his father has helped shape him into the chivalrous man and skilled warrior he is today.

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Fyror's mother is loving and compassionate. She is always happy to help people and does so with elegance and poise. When his father was busy, his mother was the one to take to social gatherings and taught him court etiquette. He is a more civilized man because of her.

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Fyror has always tried to be a good role model for his younger brother, knowing Leon was nearly always a few steps behind him. Fyror remembered Leon as being a bit cocky and childish in his younger years, but when Fyror returned to England, he was glad to see that Leon had mostly grown out of that. For the most part, Fyror has a good relationship with his brother.

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Fyror and Leon have always been protective of their younger sister, much to her displeasure. Having grown up around a bunch of boys, she can hold her own, but that matters little to her brothers. They will always protect her from both physical and emotional harm, so suitors better be on their best behavior.

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As far as first impressions go, the Wyndham family started off poorly. The mother Elizabeth was quick to slight him in public, saying that he was unworthy of her daughters simply due to his mangled appearance. It shouldn't surprise him that some would feel that way, but it had hurt deeply nonetheless. He often found that the harsh judgment of others stung more than the blade that had maimed him. Really the only thing that had kept him from being completely disheartened in that moment was Millicent's quick, fiery rebuttal.

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Fyror met Nathan, a wandering Samurai at the time, in his early years of training in Japan. The man was kind and respectable and gave Fyror some useful training tips. Nathan didn't stay for long, but with what little time he did spend, he ultimately left a good impression on Fyror.

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• Paupers acting abnormally and seemingly up to something. They are there one minute and then gone the next.
• Lord Ratherford threatening Millicent
• Sudden Cargast attack within the Walls of London after over a year of no such documented cases

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• A piece of silk is found in pursuit of a Ryne that attacked a small child. This could suggest that the Ryne itself is/was of an upper class individual.
• Elizaveta Romanova stated that there are more than the three types of Soulless and that the young boy was not attacked by a Ryne but by one these other types.
• Millicent and Virginia's strange loss of time

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Name: Sister Mary Ignatia Hale, Dame of the Holy Order of St. Sylvester
Social Class: Clergy (Upper Middle Class)
Age: 22
Birthday: August 17, 1800 - Leo (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: Scottish
Birth Place: Stirling, Scotland, U.K.
Residence: Rooms in The Ely House, St. Etheldreda's Church in Holbrook, London
Gender: Female
Education: Divinity & Swiss Guard training in Vatican City, Rome, Italy
Income Source: Catholic Church, annual salary of £225 Sterling (or equivalent for country), plus expenses related to occupation.
Native Language: English

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Height: 5’6”
Weight: 148
Build: Solidly athletic
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Red, wavy, past shoulder length
Skin Tone: Pale, some freckling
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Rough hands and feet from labor and physical training, knees and elbows show similar marking

Personal Style:
　　　When not on the job, Mary prefers to dress in hooded white robes with patterned red trim, reminiscent of older Celtic styling (think White Mage). It also serves to accent her complexion and hair color, as well as conceal weapons easily.

　　　She prefers otherwise to attire herself in a professional manner, in accordance with her Order: Long, fitting, black cassock with gilt laurel edges along the cuffs and high collar, double-breasted, but without the white collar insert. It is utilitarian and militaristic in nature, but still easily points her out as a dedicated member of the Church.
　　　
　　　Always carries a particularly sturdy rosary. Plus a spare.

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Disciplined * Strong-Willed * Kind * Formal * Seraphic * Brutal

Sexuality: Hetero
Relationship Status: Bride of Christ (How’s THAT for an NPC spouse?)
Personality:
　　　
　　　Dame Mary Hale (or Sister, as the Anglicans don’t recognize her position) is an extremely professional warrior for God and the Vatican (That's God first, Rome second). But she is also an inquisitive and healthy young lady with a keen sense for detail. Sometimes, these two things fight with one another. This has led to a series of particularly interesting sessions at Confession for those Monsignors unfamiliar with Mary.
　　　
　　　She truly wants to make lasting friendships, but her upbringing in the Vatican and transient nature of her occupation make that extremely difficult. She takes her vows seriously, and tends to speak with humble but blunt honesty; not because she likes shocking reactions from others, but because it was how she was brought up. Mary considers it polite and respectful, often not understanding why others take offense. Keeping one foot on Earthly and one on Heavenly matters has made her seem a little aloof, but in fact she’s just a little awkward. Even literal. Turns of phrase can sometimes confuse the headstrong papist. But sometimes, just sometimes, Mary would prefer to merely be one of the girls.
　　　
　　　Then she goes to work. When taking direct action in pursuance of her assignment, Dame Hale becomes an unrelenting Agent of Our Lord’s Church, employing every resource at her disposal to root out and obliterate the Soulless. Oftentimes, if the concept of stealth has been abandoned, Mary will acquire a beautiful but terrible aspect to her eyes, then begin hacking and stabbing and perforating her enemies in a dervish-like manner, screaming and hissing biblical verses in ways that make pious mens’ feet sweat.

　　　Generosity is a saintly virtue. Young Mary has gifts, and she means to share.

Habits: Mumbling in Latin when annoyed, rubbing her rosary

Hobbies: Hobby? She trains. Horrible, punishing exercise. Knuckle pushups. Fingertip pushups. Pullups in cathedral archways with buckets of water tethered to her belt. Unending series of forms in the catacombs in pitch darkness. Running in weights. Leaping through obstacle courses and abandoned architecture at a dead sprint. Her hobby is hammering herself into the tip of God’s sword here on Earth. And singing.

Fears:

• Expulsion from the Church
• Losing her Faith
• Humanity’s extinction

Likes:

• Music
• Architecture
• The countryside
• Good wine (always in moderation)
• Fresh bread
• A clean kill

Dislikes:

• Anti-Papists
• Hot weather
• Being unclean (cause it’s next to…)
• Poor craftsmanship
• Blasphemy
• People who refuse to recognize her station

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General Skills:

• The Sacrament - Knowledge of and permission to carry out duties of the recognized Catholic Sacraments, including blessings, purification, consecration, etc., as needed to carry out her duties. The higher ones (I.e. Exorcisms) or Sacraments of Service requires the petitioning of a Bishop (or higher), or the head of her Order for permission.
• Athletics - Intensive body conditioning has made for a very physically adept, graceful woman, often not as apparent under her vestments until it is too late.
• Blindfighting - Mary has taught herself the painful art of fighting in low or no-light settings. This was accomplished by years of late night training and forms practice, often in the Vatican catacombs.
• Stealth - Hiding/Trailing/Intrusion/Knife in the back; The wonderful art of not being noticed when you don’t want to be.
• Horseback Riding - She rides. On the back of horses. Seriously, does this need explanation?
• Church Etiquette - Knowledge of the Bible, Cannon Law, the Church, its structure and practices. She knows where to go, who to speak to, and the best ways to cut through bureaucracy.
• Pistols - Firearms of the one-handed variety, be they flint or the rarer percussion models.
• Singing - Her cover of "Ave Maria" will totally blow you away. She's that good.
• Short Blades - if it's sharp and shorter than a long blade, she's your girl.
• Ambidexterity - Right handed, left handed... Who has time to decide? Great for coordinating two items in either hand, as well.
• Language (Italian) - Spent a few of her formatives in Rome.
• Language (French) - Quite the cunning linguist, isn't she?

Trained Skills (Rome):

• Latin - The Language of the Catholic Church; reading/writing as well as Roman Numerals and Symbols.
• Tanter - Focusing of nearly a sixth sense to detect the presence of a change Soulless that has been able to pass as a Soulled
• Timyne - Ability to heal through faith to a certain point; can reverse the chances of becoming a Soulless from time to time.
• Cibera - A martial art style that encompasses the use of a rosary as a weapon
• Audist - An art of wielding a Halberd.
• Obriss - The ability to bless items for other followers of the faith; a faithless gains nothing from a blessed item; blessed items wielded by those of faith carry additional damage to the Soulless.

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Black cassock with laurel gilding (cuffs & collar) and wide cloth wraparound belt (described in “Personal Style”, above) covering black breeches, black knee-high riding boots, buttoned black shirt, white undershirt, and light corset. Wraps her forearms with long rolls of black cloth. Regularly wears a white, hooded robe trimmed with red geometric shapes. Wears a chain rosary around her neck.
• Paired Shortsword, (Blessed)
• Leather scabbard, modular
• Paired Shortsword (Blessed)
• Leather scabbard, modular
• Swiss Guard Halberd, antiqued metal (Blessed)
• Chain Rosary (Blessed) - Keeps on belt
• H & H Magnum Over and Under Howdah Pistol
• Hip holster for Howdah Pistol, American style
• Sporran bag (contains small coinpurse with several shillings, extra cartridges, flask of holy water, dried mint)

Residence:

• Swiss Guard Halberd, antiqued metal (Blessed)
• H & H Magnum Over and Under Howdah Pistol (hip holster) - damaged beyond feasible repair
• Bible
• Chest of situationally appropriate clothing
• Case of magnum cartridges, .54
• Bullet molding kit
• Several bottles of holy water
• Scribing tools (pen, ink, paper, wax, seal, etc.)
• Writings on cases; terminated, ongoing, and suspected Soulless
• "Bug Out Bag" - Knapsack containing modest nonperishable food, canteen, knife, change of clothes, and some money
• Dapple Grey stallion, "Cassius", with appropriate tack.

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Family History:

The Hale family had a long and prosperous history, led by a line of renowned Knights of the British Empire. In recent years, they have come under some decline, both in numbers and finance. It was hoped that the two male heirs would marry favorably and assist in this endeavor, possibly even bringing up the status of their people. In fact, such an arrangement was underway with a poorer family in the Peerage, landowners without the means to fully take advantage of their land's production.

Such a mutually beneficial set of pairings was not to occur, as a good amount of both families were laid to waste by a rush attack of Ryne in the small hours of the morning. It was during one of her brother's engagement parties. Very sad. She was still a child at the time. The Knightly Hale line was cut short, people that had served the with distinction now found their assets impounded indefinitely by the Crown.

Your personal life:

With no male heirs to inherit the family's estate, and women forbidden by British law of taking the title of Knight (Dame), Mary was sent to live with cousins. They were a merchant family that spent half of their time in northern France and looked upon their relative-by-marriage as something of a dutiful burden. Her higher placed heritage wasn't exactly a selling point for them, either. She was treated as something of a second class citizen in this family, looked after but otherwise largely ignored. A fierce anger grew in Mary, one which had no outlet. Relations were strained further.

They did do her one massive favor, though, even if they weren't aware. When she was barely a teenager, Mary was sent off to Rome for training. (read: To get her out of their hair) It was unusual for someone as young as she to take up the same kind of training as Priests and the Swiss Guard, but no sacrifice was too much for her new adoptive family (sarcasm font required here). The joke was on them, though - two days before the entourage reached Rome, a small band of Hraew ate her chaperones while she hid in the nearby woods. She stumbled into the Vatican days later, hungry and exhausted, papers of intent in hand.

As the years passed, Mary was raised under the tutelage of Papal scholars and Captains of the Swiss Guard. She learned anything that anyone was willing to teach her, even some of the ne'er-do-wells of Rome's underclass in her free time. Her long years there, much longer than the vast majority of English Gentry and/or casual trainees of foreign Clergy, afforded her the time to pursue dedicated training in a variety of disciplines. It also allowed her to apprentice under a series of Priests and Papal Knights, during which time she engaged in envious travel opportunities, learning even more and slowly forging her into a professional Hunter.

When she came of age, Mary Ignatia Hale was given an opportunity to return home to seek her fortune there, or to remain in the service of the Church. Her long standing history with the Vatican and unusual circumstances, not to mention the many people she had met and impressed gave her a further opportunity, if she so grasped it. If she became an official member of the Church, she was offered a position unheard of for someone of her age and lack of exterior plumbing. And she jumped on it, hard.

Mary took simple vows, making her an Apostolic Sister in the service of the Vatican directly. A council of Bishops, with Papal nod, granted her permission to administer Sacramental duties, almost on par with that of a Priest. Immediately afterward (one would think it was planned), an offer was extended to Sister Mary Hale from the Holy Order of St. Sylvester, giving her further title of Dame within the Church. The Knights of St. Sylvester, in recent decades, had developed another, more provocative title among the general populous: "Soulless Hunters".

Now the equal of a Holy Knight of the Papacy, she was introduced to the Grand Cross of her Order (guy in charge), who gave her assignment in London at St. Etheldreda's Church, in the Holbrook district and one of fewer Catholic holdings left in Great Britain. It is located between the West End and Cheapside, making it a very eclectic section of the city. A private room and study are at her disposal. She plies her trade there, sometimes openly and sometimes not, locating and hunting Soulless as directed or as she finds them. If cover is required, she is obstinately the Choir Director.

What you want for your life:

Mary wants what anyone else does: A sense of self determination and respect. She has climbed higher toward that goal than many women could ever hope for in that time and place. People who understand who she is and what she does know to listen when she talks business, despite her pretty face and reputably whimsical gender. Getting her family's holdings back would be nice, too, but she is unaware of how that can be done legally, if at all since her family is either dead or absorbed into other prominent lineages at this time.

Mostly, Mary wants to uphold her duties to her Order. One could say that they've given her another chance at a productive life. One could also say that the Church provided an opportunity, and she dug that opportunity out of rock with blood and her bare hands. Mary can feel a war coming between the living and the dead, and believes that it is soon. She intends to be ready.

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Character Quote(s):

"Jesus Christ died on a cross for your sins. Now, it's your turn."
"Aim for the face. It's their weak spot."
"Blessed be the Lord my strength, who teaches my hands to war and my fingers to fight."
"Don't you blaspheme!"
"May you be struck down by his almighty swift sword!"
"I will have to spend some time in contemplation about this. Vigorously."
"The Power of Christ impales you!"
"In nomine Patris et fillii et Spiritus Sancti."
"Here endeth the lesson."
"...and I shall strike down upon thee great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is The Lord, when I lay my vengeance upon thee."
"And I will pour out mine indignation upon thee, I will blow against thee in the fire of my wrath, and deliver thee into the hand of brutish men, and skillful to destroy."
"Amen."

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Anything Else:

Ryne. Might as well.
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<sub>A scale model of St. Etheldreda's Church/Ely House, as it stood in the 1820s. It is located in the Holbrook district, sandwiched between the West End and the mercantile Cheapside. It was constructed before either was a borough, long before London annexed the surrounding area. St. Etheldreda's itself consists of a chapel (upper church) and a crypt or undercroft.

The Ely House and St. Etheldreda's Church, collectively, are referred to as the Ely Palace. It was constructed as the stronghold for the First Bishop of Ely, and is very castle-like in engineering. The structure itself has every feature one would expect from a manor estate of the period, and is staffed with cloistered Sisters and some lay folk. As British law forbids the practice of Catholic Mass, the Church cannot collect tithes from parishioners; it sustains itself primarily by growing strawberries. Said strawberries are of exceptional quality, known across the whole of Europe. They are sold fresh with respectable demand or preserved for culinary and medicinal use. Fun Fact: The Ely House also features a profit-generating tavern called "Ye Olde Mitre", technically part of the estate but without direct access. A cherry tree grows just next to it.

The entire complex is like a village inside of London, not fully self-sustaining but capable of a long haul if cut off from the rest of the city.

Mary takes rooms in a section of the Ely House overlooking the exterior and courtyard (Quadrangle). They are comprised of a bedroom and study/sitting room, with access to water service and fireplaces. It has mortared stone walls and is furnished simply, with utility and professional duties in mind (bed, chairs, desk, table, couch, basin alcove, wardrobe etc), though there is room to receive visitors. It was originally quarters for visiting priests or bishops, not part of the rectory proper. Meals are taken communally, with the Bishop, ranking officials within the Church, and any dignitaries.</sub>

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GOD.

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Jesus Christ. It’s complicated.

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The Holy Spirit. Explaining him to a Protestant often leads to a fistfight.

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Barnaba Niccolò Maria Luigi Chiaramonti, is better known by his working title, Pope Pius VII. Mary has taken audience with the man on several occasions, and shared many meals with the man. It was he who approved her entrance into the Vatican, approved her administration of Sacrament, and advised the Grand Cross of St. Sylvester to invite Mary into their service. He has looked out for the woman since she was a child, and wants the best for her. Pope Pius VII is a very progressive Pontiff indeed, but is of failing health as of late.

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The Bishop in charge of St. Etheldreda’s Church, and surrounding diocese. He acts as an intermediary between Mary and the Vatican. Handles requisitions, about which he is very giving and open, if quietly distant. Competent, talented, and former Hunter himself.

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The present Grand Cross of the Order of St. Sylvester, and the man who offered Mary Hale the position of Dame within the Order, with Papal approval. He took personal interest in Mary and wants to see what she can accomplish with proper support. She is unaware of his favor, merely pleased to be granted the opportunity.

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Roderick is a local merchant that Mary helped upon first coming to London, selling his wares near St. Etheldreda’s. Mostly a grocer and general goods man, but sometimes he comes across interesting finds, imported or domestic. He knows that Mary loves fresh bread, and tries to accommodate. He remains a source of street level information to Sister Mary. Information, and crumpets.

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Virginia was suspected of being Soulless; Mary was assigned to ascertain whether or not this was true. Her family was a little odd and none too religious, but eccentricity is no reason to call out the Hunters. They bonded over a very civilized Tea and talk about Mary’s work. It was good for Mary to have a female friend about her age. And rare.

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They have met a few times, and while there is respect for profession, there is little else. He’s willing to spend coin on Blessings, civil enough if Tea & Crumpets are in order, and sometimes they talk business. Their training compliments one another, a thing to note if something really ugly happens and help is required.

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A couple of months after Mary arrived at the Vatican, Lady Kirkpatrick visited her from Scotland. Her motivation was unknown to Mary, after their meeting Sally began acting as her financial benefactor. It was an act of generosity that she has not forgotten. Mary's loyalty is to God and Church, in that order, though Sally's influence has served to remind her that she is also of proud Border Scot descent, and must never forget where she came from. They have met in person only a handful of times but have kept up written correspondence since.

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• Arch Graveolase dies as an unseen force murders him in Almacks. Everyone experiences sudden intense cold. Elizaveta is attacked by an unseen force in Regent Park, area is suddenly extremely cold - lake flash freezes around attack. When visible, force is a flying, ink-black tentacled monster with two heads. Same creature attacking people in positions of power. Why?
• Lord Rutherford. That's it. The man is suspicious as all hell.
• More than three types of soulless. Where have they been hiding?

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• The attack on Almacks was not isolated. The Order of St. Sylvester recorded similar attacks worldwide, simultaneously, suggesting a vast network run by a central intelligence.

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Name: Gerard Beicheart Connolly
Social Class: Lower Middle Class
Age: 28
Birthday: August 13, 1794 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: Irish
Birth Place: Cork, Ireland
Residence: Bedforshire, England
Gender: Male
Education: Self taught
Income Source: (Occupation, titled, investments, inheritance, allowance, etc.) Rancher, £30 annually.
Native Language: English, Gaelic

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Height: 5'9
Weight: 170 lbs
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Pale blue, Sleepy
Hair: Blonde, straight, short
Skin Tone: Rosy, Sun Kissed
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A vertical slash scar on his right forearm. Connolly family crest tattooed on his right arm. Bite mark on his left calf from a wolf attack many years ago.
Personal Style: Gerard wears simple laborer's clothing, since he earns little to even afford wearing anything fancy. Instead he wears a blue buttoned up shirt, black or white trousers with suspenders, a pair of leather boots and a gray, worn out coat. At times he prefers to just roll up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, donning a rancher hat to shade himself from the sun.

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Responsible * Reserved * Humble * Gloomy * Passionate * Indulgent

Sexuality: Bisexual (unaware and wouldn't care)
Relationship Status: Widowed
Personality: Among the four notoriously rowdy Connolly brothers, Gerard has always been the odd one out. The Irish are said to be the toughest fighters and hard drinkers of the whole of Britannia. His family proud of the Connolly clan's fiery reputation continued by the brothers, yet little of those qualities would generally describe Gerard as a person. At a very young age he learned to work hard to earn money together with his brothers even if it means breaking a few rules, just to put a proper meal on the dinner table.

He mostly keeps to himself, growing up as a shy and awkward lad had made him a subject to his brothers constant teasing. He may be slow to trust but once he does he never hesitates to show his warmer and goofier side, both traits that he rarely shows to anyone. He adores music, and would spend his time alone playing the Bouzouki. They say he got his mother's angelic voice and used to sing with his brothers to pass time while sharing a couple of drinks.

Gerard is a hard worker, even though his skills with the blade would get him a much better earning job, he learns to be happy with what he already has. He could have been a mercenary or gone back to piracy but would rather keep himself away to a life of violence, as he thinks he already had enough of those in one lifetime. Years ago he just turned his life around, he got tired of his old one which has now left him with regrets. The remainder of his former mistakes has left him dim and jaded and nowadays he somehow makes up for it by doing some honest living.

Habits: -Whistles a distinctive tune, an old Irish drinking song
-Muttering his own thoughts
-Wouldn't make direct eye contact when speaking to someone

Hobbies:
-Learning to read with Milli
-Singing and playing the Bouzouki when taking a break from work.
-Sailing
Fears:

• Have to be forced to do something forbidden by the law
• Killing innocents
• Not be able to save people he cares

Likes:

• Animals
• The Countryside
• Books
• Children
• A good drink
• The sea

Dislikes:

• People who take advantage of the poor
• Bad migraine (from drinking way too hard)
• Violence, unless it's necessary
• Living alone/Loneliness
• Staying way too long in one place
• Unnecessary killing

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General Skills:

• Country Knowledge(England)
• Culture Knowledge(Irish/Gaelic)
• Carriage Driving
• Horseback Riding
• Dueling
• Swimming
• Instrument (Bouzouki)
• Singing
• Breaking and Entering
• Cooking
• Masonry
• Sculpture

Trained Skills:

• Language - Gaelic -Local Language Of Ireland (Required Skill - Includes reading and writing in traditional Celtic Runes)
• Suairt - Traditional Celtic Boxing
• Duinn - Fighting using long swords and round shields
• Maolain - Calling of a mist for cover; usually used when trying to escape a hoard that is too large to fight
• Lorcain - Unearthing ancient Celtic sacred sites and reactivating them as a holy field that is protected against Cargast
• Riada - Banshee like scream that can stun the Soulless for a few moments; area effect

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Blue buttoned up shirt, black pants with suspenders, gray worn out coat, pair of leather boots, straw hat, locket with a picture of his late wife.
• Longsword strapped on his back
• Coin pouch, containing a few changes
• A copy of The Life and Adventures of Robinson Crusoe in his inner coat pocket
• Whittling knife
• Wooden statuette of a deer
• Handkerchief
• Canteen

Residence:

• Another few sets of clothing
• Family tartan Kilt, kept neatly in his drawers
• The family round shield, engraved with the family crest
• Farming tools
• Herding tools
• Three more books piled on his table, next to a candle lamp.
• Bouzouki
• Flute
• Wendy, German Shepherd

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Family History:

The Connolly clan goes way back to the Viking era, a name known as one of the fiercest warriors in Ireland and close descendants to the Gaelic warriors who practiced the mystic arts. The name holds respect and even fear in the past years, as it was prominently carried on by the notorious Connolly brothers. Four sons to a retired sailor father and a stay at home mother, Gerard was the youngest among them.

His family didn't make much coin which got the brothers to do all kinds of crazy, even unlawful schemes just to get by. They had a lot of run ins with the law, and more than once got themselves locked up because of it. At some point, the brothers got into piracy, convinced by someone who was hiring new men for "The Velvet Rose", at a dingy tavern one night. Gerard was barely 18 when he got his first real taste of adventure. The life of piracy got to him, he never thought of a life that was better than raiding British cargo ships. Gerard and his brothers didn't care for consequences as long as they bring something of real worth to their parents back home.

Your personal life: Minimal of 3 detailed paragraphs about your characters life up until this point.

Gerard was born in Cork, Ireland to a lower class family. Their family was brought up by a close knit clan of warriors dating back to the Vikings. It was traditional for the clan to train children in the arts at a very young age. Their family barely earned enough when Little Gerry was growing up in the city, that at 12 he indulged himself to a life of petty thievery with his three older brothers. They do break ins, pick pocketing and even mugging. He barely understood the line of morality as it was a common thing for the poorest to do such things for a living. When he turned 18, his brothers were recruited into piracy, the only life they had for the next three years.

One morning, in broad daylight, they were intercepted and bombarded by a Ship of the Line, for the first time fear struck the young man as he ducked for cover under a pile of rubble. He saw men, some he would even call as his friends, would get thrown into the air and into the sea at impact, some are blown into smithereens right before his very eyes. They escaped, barely got out of the bombardment alive for the price of bloodshed including two of his brothers. His eldest brother, Aldous, who now ascended as the new captain after the former died in the attack, was blinded by vengeance and had sworn to take the fight back to the British army even if they all die trying. Gerard objected at any more pointless deaths even if surrendering means saving the only family he has left. Because of their apparent disagreement on the following months since the events, the relationship between them turned sour. Gerard would openly voice out his concerns on Aldous drastic decisions and warped judgments only to be fall into deaf ears. His brothers deaths has greatly affected him the most. He had failed to watch over them as he had promised his mother.

While they were looking for supplies mainland one evening, Gerard was ambushed by the military and taken into custody, only to be offered a deal if they surrendered peacefully in exchange of saving him and his brother from death. It took a long while for him to be convinced but Gerard eventually agreed, betraying his brother and pointed them to the location of the Velvet Rose with her new captain. They killed off the rest of the men except for Alduous. Once he was captured with Gerard's now reluctant participation, his brother cursed him. The last thing he heard from his brother while in tears was a spiteful wish of him being dead. Gerard couldn't look at him directly out of shame and sorry, as this was the only way he knew how to save both of them. Holding their end of the bargain, the officials assured his brother will be kept alive, living in a life of servitude in the colonies to make up for his crimes and as for Gerard himself, they had agreed to let him slip out for helping them resolve a three year case, with the condition of never turning back from his old life. For years, he wondered if what he did was actually worth losing over the trust of his remaining family.

A few years later he got himself to work as a laborer in Hampshire, where he met his feisty wife Marianne at a tavern while she served him a drink. He instantly fell in love and for the first time in a while Gerard was happy. They both got married and lived a quiet life in the countryside. His happiness was short lived once again when his pregnant wife died of childbirth with their stillborn daughter. The next morning, Gerard left Hampshire. He didn't want to stay any longer and be reminded everyday of the most precious things that he lost. He moved from city to city, temporarily working to indulge his drinking habit. At the age of 25 he was offered a job to work for Benedict Wyndham, a Gentry spice merchant as a rancher for three years now, taking care of their horses, or as the family's coach driver. At times even assisting him on seafaring businesses. He thought this was what he needed, to start anew and actually do something good for a change.

What you want for your life: Gerard has lived alone for a long time and although he never thought much about it, he yearns for companionship. He wishes the war with the Soulless will once day conceive peace in the end. He also dreamed of opening an inn someday, a place he could call his own, providing a safe haven for travelers who came across the countryside. He wished for a quiet and stable life there, spending his remaining days reading books, or playing the Bouzouki by the porch with Wendy.

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Character Quote(s): "There's no point in staying on the ground. Get yourself up, and walk it off like a man."
"Sometimes a comforting tune would make things little bit better."
"I'd delve through hell itself if it means finding a way to stop this madness."
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Anything Else: - Cargast
- Doris the alcoholic momma bear
- Sometimes he whittles wooden animals for the farm children
- Is actually a really good singer

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Growing up Gerard sees Anguus as the authoritarian, who all throughout his childhood life disciplined him and his brothers with an iron hand. As the years gone by he grew calmer, and almost uncaring brought by the weariness of old age. He never was close to his own sons, and Gerard always felt him distant. Aldous, his eldest brother would argue with him constantly, the reason mainly was that Angus felt he was losing respect and authority of the household to his eldest. But Angus saw Gerard differently, "the odd one out" he would say, as he never cared to argue with him unlike his brothers. Though they were never close, Gerard still holds a level of respect for Angus albeit nothing more than just being his father.

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Sioban loves her sons equally but Gerard was much more closer to his mother, a fierce battle maiden at war and a loving mother at home. His brothers had agreed to never mention their unlawful living whenever she asks them about it, as the reality of it will truly break her heart. Aside from teaching her son the ways of the sword, Sioban and Gerard shared a love for music and all the time would spend the afternoons together teaching her son how to play the Bouzouki.

After what had happened to her brothers, Gerard is hesitant to come home and be the one to tell her the news, afraid that the truth would leave her broken. He'd rather spare her that, despite his own guilt pushing him to do otherwise. He sends her gifts such as flowers, and a deer statuette that he whittles during his free time every month's end, just to let her know that he's doing alright.

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Being the eldest Aldous was the pack leader. Both brothers we're very close, Gerard learned everything he knew on the streets with Aldous encouragement and guidance. With Kieran and Peter being the one to constantly tease their youngest brother, Alduous was the more serious type and though he would sometimes get in on the jokes, Gerard never really minded as it has always been an affectionate gesture between the brothers. Gerard highly respects him, and sees him as a father figure more than his own father.

During the dawn of The Velvet Rose, things ended badly between them. And even though he knew it was the right thing to do, his regret clings on to him for betraying his family. And knowing his brother, he holds on to grudges till death. At times he wondered, and wished that he could have done things better for them.

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Kieran was the family's resident clown. He always had a knack to make the most depressing situations funny no matter how inappropriate it would get. The man was a walking dictionary of snarky comebacks and green jokes. Despite him mostly falling victim to his inane teasing Kieran cares deeply for his youngest brother and both of them do get along well. Kieran, together with Peter, died during the attack on the Velvet Rose almost a decade ago.

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Gerard always admired Peter for his deftly skills, he could pickpocket a miser in broad daylight without problems. Peter being the closest in age, Gerard got along with him the most than his other brothers as both of them spent most of their boyhood together. They share everything, secrets or personal things (which Peter often times loathed that he has to share stuff with his brother). Many years ago a gang of boys once rounded Gerard in the alleyways, although outnumbered Peter came rushing in and both brothers fought them off. Defeated in the end and the gang gotten tired of beating them, both brothers walked and laughed it off. Bloodied and bruised, arms over each other. Together with his brother Kieran, Peter was the other one who died on the attack of the Velvet Rose a decade ago.

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Gerard was very much head over heels with his wife, ever since the day he laid eyes on her and cheekily won his heart. Marianne was then working as a tavern girl when Gerard was deep in his vice. Everyday that he's there she would always make time to sit down and converse with him, just keeping him company that eventually turned into something. Gerard always thought she was the reason to completely turn his life around. They were married for four years till her death at childbirth.

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Milli and Gerard share a close friendship. She is fairly kind to him since he started working at the manor, and though at first he was rather quiet around her he soon grew attached to the young lady. He does very well to keep his past from Milli as he doesn't like to talk about such things, in fear of losing her trust and friendship. Gerard appreciates her company, whether she's at the stables to check on Artemus or to just sit down and talk, or read books together. Since then he vows to watch over and serve her and her family whatever ever it takes, even if his own life is on bargain.

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Gerard, at the very least, thinks Virginia as an odd lady. He could see that she's good friends with Millie, and would sometimes see her around. They rarely talk and if she did, she disclosed a lot of alarmingly accurate facts about him that disturbed him greatly, as he never talked about those facts to anyone. He got around to making her spit swear(the Connolly brothers, it was the highest form of honoring a promise) to never tell anyone, specially Milli about it.

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Gerard once saw Fryor when Lady Elizabeth had him set up with one of her daughters one evening. He never met him personally but his face minus the scar, had reminded him of someone he knew long ago. This only confirms it when he heard the name 'Kildragon', the same name of the man who talked him into betraying his brother, ever since the tragedy he had harbored resentment towards his father.

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Name: Jaques Clerc
Social Class: Upper Middle Class
Age: 37
Birthday: January, 1786 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: French
Birth Place: Normandy, France
Residence: St. Peter's Church, London, England
Gender: Male
Education: Divinity
Income Source: £250 from the Church, annually.
Native Language: French {read and write}

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Height: 178 cm
Weight: 71 kg
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Blue, Almond-shaped eyes
Hair: Black, straight, and can go to his eyebrows if not properly slicked back like it normally is.
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Bullet-scar in side, two inches left of stomach.
Personal Style: Jacques is normally suited in rather luxurious clothing, wanting to look the part of what he would dub, the "modern" priest. The times were changing and so he would look the part, especially not with heavy robes weighing down upon him. A suit is all he needs in order to get by. Though he does use informal clothing on his off time, typically wearing old rags that have holes and the likes in them, but he does not care too much about what people think.

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Optimistic * Cynical * Loyal * Stubborn * Passionate * Dishonest

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Jacques is a stubborn man who will oft times get stuck in his own ways rather than admitting to his own faults, not that he wont eventually agree after years of persuasion. With that said, he is easy to embrace the change of the world, accepting innovations of all kinds. This change within how the world works tends to make him look forward to life, wanting to see how others will get along. That said, he distrusts people as he knows of their selfishness, only caring about themselves rather than doing the right thing and truly helping their respective communities grow and help those down on their luck.

This priest is, however, not one to hold his emotions down like the rest of the Church as he believes that is just unhealthy. Passion is the one thing he has, it is the passion towards God that he will refuse to give up as he would rather die than give into a different religion. With that stated, he does not tolerate other religions very well, or anyone against his morals for that matter. Jacques dislikes those who would be considered gay, heretics, and even other races from time to time. He is the typical man and he wishes to be nothing less.

Habits:

• Holds hands behind back
• Licks Lips

Hobbies: Cooking
Fears:

• Losing Faith
• The Dark
• Failure

Likes:

• Animals
• A light breeze
• Calm
• The Sun
• Cooking
• Fairytales

Dislikes:

• Rudeness
• Gay people
• Heathens
• Chaos
• Being told he is wrong
• Bats

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General Skills: Max 12 - History must reflect these knowledge's - Once again, it is the 1820's: Skills must reflect the time and theme of the RP. Basic knowledge's of the supernatural will be known by all as just part of growing up and surviving.

• Court Etiquette
• Language - English
• Climbing
• Diplomacy
• Negotiation
• City Knowledge - Hampshire
• Country Knowledge - France
• Cooking
• History - Ancient Egyptian
• Heralding
• Swimming
• Climbing

Trained Skills:

• Language - Egyptian
• Abdullah
• Zaahir
• Diyo
• Seferit - Dog
• Yahiaway

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Black suit and tie, under the top of the suit lies a collared, linen suit. Quite the typical suit for the time. Over that he wears a black coat, nothing remarkable about it other than the
• A steel dagger, tucked away in his coat.
• A flask, filled with rum, also tucked away within his coat.
• Paper money
• A silver pocket watch

Residence:

• An Egyptian sickle-sword
• History Books of Ancient Egypt
• Small Wardrobe, primarily consisting of a select amount of suits
• Egyptian Fan Axe
• Maps of Paris
• More of the sweet paper money
• Cooking Ingredients (Mainly seasoning)
• Holy Bible
• Pharaoh - Dog (Pharaoh breed)

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Family History:
The family has always been fractured to say the least. Jacques mother, Mary Clerc, was the standard whore who got pregnant by a rich aristocrat, luckily she stayed with his father, Jean Clerc, who so happened to have been born into the family business of plantation owning. The aristocrats that were Jacques' late grandparents had started the business and had seven other children, his father being the oldest child and thus all the inheritance, gave the estate to Jean when they became too old to really tend to it themselves.

Come the French Revolution in Paris, the family quickly fled the country with what valuables they could take with them in such a hurry, along with their children Jacques and Mercy Clerc. Upon arriving in England, the family was quickly met with distaste until Clerc was shot in cold blood, having been blamed for bringing the Soulless to the world. Naturally this did not go over well with Jean, who fled to Hampshire with his children. Mercy grew up the same way that Mary had, a whore, using her body to get money. Jean became a banker, using his previous wealth to raise himself to a status that he could comfortably live with.

Your personal life:

Jacques Clerc grew up knowing wealth was his friend, the very aristocratic ideals being pushed into him by his father. The concept of family being no that of everyone having dinner together, but instead tutoring your son how to properly extort people for money. Quickly, Jacques grew to have a distaste with his father until his sister, Mercy, was born which took the attention of him, purely. The family soon introduced Jacques to the Holy Bible, Jacques soon became enthralled, taking a natural liking to the book. The boy grew up living by the bible and going to a Catholic school. This school entertained him, helping his coup with his mother's cruel death.

There he let his wonder for the ancient stories wonder, letting them fester and only enrage his curiosity to the point where he went on a Pilgrimage to Jerusalem when he was an adult. He had escaped just in time to avoid any skirmishes between the English and French navies, luck aiding him on his journey. Upon landing in the holy city, Jacques set to work, retracing the journey of Abraham through the country, meeting many faces he would never forget. One such face was his now bitter rival, Enoch ben Raz, who was his spiritual guide along his journey, teaching Jac to keep the Soulless at bay rather than fight them head on. Later, he traced the journey of Jesus Christ, having help from an Egyptian man, Babafemi, who taught Jacques how to speak and write Egyptian as well as use some of ancient weaponry.

Upon returning to Hampshire with his family, Jacques decided to become a priest for the Church of England, finding it may help him in the never ending journey of life. However, upon visiting his family, he was greeted with sin as his father satisfied his greed of money, and his poor sister went about committing adultery time and time again. He grew cynical due to them, finding that most people only acted out of their own selfish intentions, he knew someday they would turn Soulless. The worst part is, he hoped that they did. To escape them, he moved back to London.

What you want for your life:
Later on, Jacques hopes to live a decent life like a normal person; being able to get married and maybe even have children of his own. He wants to grow up old with a family and to actually experience what a family should be like in his eyes. He also wishes to travel to the United States of America and study them, maybe there he will find that love that he wants, maybe not. Jacques will just be happy finding love one day, that rare thing that he believes every couple truly lacks.

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• "You know, everyday I wake up and ask myself; what am I going to put up with today? Not this shit"
• "You will respect my cooking or else I will shove it down your throat."
• "Pharoh, please, I will not submit to Anubis and sacrifice my sister. As much as a whore she is."

Theme Song: Fires of a Revolution

Anything Else: I swear these Hraew are like fucking Jahovah's witnesses... don't hurt me.

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Jean Clerc has always acted out of money and that infuriates Jacques to no end, finding that his father only acts of his own selfish needs. Meanwhile, Jean finds Jacques' generosity appalling and the fact that Jacques refuses to join him to become a banker is beyond Jean. However, the two find time to meet and only talk because the two do not wish to see Mary continue her life of being a whore. Through that commonality, they stay in touch without speaking face to face most times, neither wanting to waste energy arguing.

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Jacques and Mary speak often, but it almost always ends in argument due to Jacques' disapproval of Mary's occupational status and pushes her to become something grander. On the other hand, Mary does not like that Jacques constantly pushes her, finding that her job does her well and that she is a grown woman. While once the brother and sister were close, both now do not like talking to one another yet Jacques refuses to give up on her, knowing she can do something better.

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Babefemi was an excellent man in the eyes of Jacques and is proud to call him a friend due to the help that Babefemi had given Jacq on his pilgrimage. The two have travelled and trained together, it only makes sense that Jacques keep in contact with the man and meet him every now and again.

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Once upon a time, Jacques and Enoch had been friends, but hate and rivalry now stand between the two from ever having the friendship again. After Enoch renounced his faith to go and join monks in Tibet, Jacques swore that one day, he would deliver him to hell himself.

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Millicent regularly goes to Church and is a very selfless woman who helps both the poor and the Church, making her a good person in the eyes of Jacques. He even helps her with her home situation as well as pray with her for her father's safety.

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Jacques respects Mary's profession but that is where it really ends, having met her only a few times. She has trained with the Swiss Guard while he has been on a more spiritual journey, complimenting each other in terms of training. They are rather civil with one another and Jacques will help when the time comes, albiet reluntantly.

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Name: Nathan Edward Darcy
Social Class: Gentry (Knight)
Age: 31
Birthday: Feb-12, 1792
Nationality: Welsh
Birth Place: Swansea, Wales
Residence: Dartfire Estate, Rother, Sussex, England
Gender: Male
Education: Private Education
Income Source: Inheritance
Native Language: English

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Height: 6'1"
Weight: 176lbs
Build: Muscular, Athletic
Eyes: Blue, thin almond shape
Hair: Dark Brown, short and straight.
Skin Tone: Sunkissed
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Japanese characters Tattoo'd across back.
Personal Style: In a private setting, Nathan tends to dress in particularly oriental clothing such as a Kimono, particularly in line with much of the training and upbringing he has received. However, when he goes out and is among the company of others of his station, he wears more appropriate clothing, trousers, shirts and jackets which suit his station, not too overly expensvie but certainly not a paupers clothing. Overall, he chooses comfort over anything, however.

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Honourable * Overly-Philosophical * Kind * Self-Sacrificing * Loyal * Detached

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: What one would expect from Nathan through looks is more or less not what one would get. The influence on Nathan from spending much of his life away from home in Japan shows, as he adopts much of Japanese culture and mannerism into his general personality. A remarkably polite man, Nathan is soft-spoken, but knows very well how to make himself known if the situation requires it. Above all, Nathan admires Honour, and his view of this can be very narrow and restricting, it is rare for someone to entirely fit within his categorization. When discussing Honour and its merits, Nathan is prone to becoming overly philosophical, and it can be difficult to hold a conversation with him without him making something of a pretentious comment, making him somewhat frustrating.

Whenever and wherever he can, Nathan seeks to help whoever he may, always viewing the good in people where he can, Nathan is an immensely kind and caring individual, just as content to sit down and enjoy a cup of tea with an enemy as with a friend. This kindness can go to extreme lengths though, falling in line with his own codes of honour, Nathan will go through anything to assist others, even putting himself at extreme risk. However, this makes him an incredibly loyal individual, particularly to those he is close with, as there is nothing he would not to for those he is close to. Getting so close to him can be difficult however, ever the recluse, Nathan prefers to remain in the background, quietly observing as opposed to speaking out.
Habits:

• Humming a soft tune to himself
• Dusting off his shoulders

Hobbies:

• Meditation

Fears:

• Fire
• Wasps
• Loss of Knowledge

Likes:

• String Music
• Peace and Quiet, the perfect meditation atmosphere
• Cats
• Cherry Blossoms
• Honourable and Respectable Folk
• Intelligence

Dislikes:

• Ignorance
• Overly Hot Weather
• Firearms
• Dishonourable Folk
• Anyone who tries to convert him
• Unecessary Violence

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• Cultural Knowledge (Japanese/Shinto)
• History - Japan
• Negotiation
• Cool-headedness
• Court Etiquette
• Sketching
• Instrument (Biwa)
• Horseback riding
• Climbing
• Dueling
• Reading
• Swimming

Trained Skills:

• Language - Japanese
• Burēdorōdo
• Shadōtoyūgō
• Shinobaransu
• Shinorinri
• Kyū Kaze

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - A Black Haori worn over a simple white buttoned shirt, tan gentleman's trousers and black jackboots.
• Small Tea kit - Cup, bottle, tea leaves
• Katana
• Katana Sheath on Belt
• Wakizashi
• Wakizashi Sheath on the Small of his back

Residence:

• Shinto Shrine
• Biwa
• Tea-Making tools
• Collection of Incense
• Collection of Japanese Swords
• Whetstones
• Tategaki Materials
• Kimonos
• Suit of Traditional Samurai Armour
• Collection of Philosophical Texts
• Ikko - Housecat

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Family History: If one looks back far enough, the respected and honourable Darcy family has a far more cruel, almost barbaric history. Once a number of bandits and raiders, the Darcy's were eventually hired by different lords, becoming mercenaries renowned for their excellent skill as fighters and leaders. Although for a long time they were not 'knights' or indebted to any one lord or family, they eventually became members of the Landed Gentry, granted a Keep in Southern Wales.

Since then, the Darcy family has grown in their standing, taking on far more honourable roles as knights, training soldiers and fighters across Great Britain for the Crown. Still they hold an immense reputation for their ability to fight, and the name 'Darcy' has become so known across the British Isles for such ability.

Your personal life: The youngest born, and least physically capable son born to his parents, Nathan's father was met with a dilemma to do in regards to the child. Wishing to retain his family's reputation, but not wishing to shun or hide his child from the world if he did not meet those expectations, his father instead decided to send Nathan far away for training, in the hope that his weak childhood would be turned around, and to get rid of him if it did not.

Arriving in Japan at only age seven, Nathan was brought to train with the Shimazu swordsmen and was placed under the tutelage of Kouki Shimazu, a former Samurai and Buddhist monk. Kouki spent a great deal of time training Nathan's mind before he ever touched a sword. Nathan was provided an education in science, history, philosophy and religion, shaping the man he would become and the culture he would surround himself in for much of his life. By the time he had turned twelve, Nathan had still never touched a sword, but had already trained both his body and his mind to fit among the Shimazu.

Nathan exceeded expectations when he finally began to train with a blade at age thirteen, matching his first opponents, he was quickly brought to higher and higher levels as he seemed to quickly understand and take to heart the advice and instruction he was given. Nathan trained with a variety of different blades, taught by different Shimazu swordmasters, but he was always tutored first and foremost by Kouki, who had so far done exactly as he had hoped, by shaping the young student into a swordsman before he had ever touched a blade.

By the time he turned eighteen, Nathan had reached the point where his training was complete and he could not be trained further. To congratulate him, Kouki gave Nathan his old Samurai armour as a gift, which Nathan wore through much of the rest of his time in Japan. He did not return to Wales for a while after his training was complete. Wandering across Japan, he sought to hone his skills further by working as a Samurai, helping small towns with local bandits or lords with feuds and disputes. Nathan eventually spent some time in the seclusion of the mountains, converting to Shinto and spending much of his time among the Ikko-Ikki monks.

When he finally returned, Nathan was vastly different to the rest of his family, and he found himself immensely detached, as few of them really fit into his consideration of what was honourable. Eventually, he chose to leave Wales, using the inheritance his father had still provided him with to build an estate for himself in Sussex, settling down to spend his days in meditation and practice.

What you want for your life: Nathan's desire in life is simple. He has no particular desire for anything material, nor for any major plans such as marriage or children, though he would not be opposed to them. Rather, Nathan simply wishes to return to Japan, into the mountain monasteries where he had spent much of his time in peace. He simply wishes to remain in peace, meditating and practicing, away from the evil and darkness of the world.

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Character Quote(s): "Action is always greater than inaction."
Theme Song: MUSE - Knights of Cydonia
Anything Else:

• Nathan converted to, and is an avid follower of Shinto-Buddhist beliefs following his time in Japan.
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  Location: Bayern-Kaserne, Alfa Barrack
  Interacting With: Alfa Squad, Administrative Unteroffizier

  
  
  Mail call. The most painfully dull, slow, inefficient and generally unneeded aspect of the German Army, or any military organization for that matter. To some of the others in his squad, returning from a long field exercise to the mail which had been held from them was a welcome treat, but Joel just wanted to find an actual, comfortable bed and fall asleep.
  
  "Obergefreiter Gott." The Administrative Corporal droned on as he went down the list in his hand, a small stack of letters in his hand.
  
  "Ja." An equally droning voice sounded from beside Joel, the man in question. He received his mail and moved off away from the group, idly flicking through bills and junk mail for anything of actual interest. The second he was out of his peripherals, Joel didn't care, he just wanted to hear his name so he could go to his bunk and pass out.
  
  "Hauptgefreiter Grau." The Corporal continued with the next name - the one Joel had been waiting for, he glanced momentarily to the man's hand, he held a selection of letters, but under-arm was a box, intricately carved with golden latches - he wasn't one for antiques, so he doubted it had been sent to him as any sort of gift, but he didn't know anyone who would send packages in such a manner.
  
  "Ja." Joel finally responded, moving toward the Corporal to retrieve his mail. Originally he couldn't have cared less what his mail was, but as he carried it back toward his bunk and looked over the box - ignoring the confused glances and stares from the others in the barrack - he built quite the intrigue toward it. Tossing aside his other letters as insignificant in comparison, Joel sat down on his bunk, setting the box in his lap, he figured if it had made it this far into the base he resided in, it wasn't dangerous to any degree. Or, rather, Joel assumed it wasn't dangerous.
  
  Gently, he set his finger and thumb on the gold pin, pulling it from the latch as he slowly and delicately lifted the lid, peering within. This was seeming less and less like something that would've been intended for him. Crimson velvet padded lining, and a trifolded piece of thick paper? This was an awfully over-complicated way for someone to be sending him a letter. But it was certainly not a letter, as Joel soon realised. Opening it, he had to do a double take as he looked over the two tickets he held, from Munich to Paris, and a boarding pass for the Orient Express.
  
  Congratulations!
  You are one of the lucky few that was picked to be the winner of this prestigious tour! You leave on March 14th from your city and will arrive in Paris on the 15th. There you will meet the rest of the winners at the Saint James Paris! You're accommodations are completely provided! Travel, fares, food, all are covered. On the 17th you will disembark from Paris on the legendary Orient Express for a tour of Europe and into the Carpathian Mountains! We cannot wait to see you, anything you need will be provided. A Black Status Card has provided for you to purchase anything you might need. I look forward to meeting you on the Orient Express.
  
  Sincerely,
  Your Provider
  
  As he sat and read the letter, Joel gathered somewhat of an audience, a few of his friends and comrades moving over to his bunk to peer over his shoulder at what was before him, a few unimpressed or unknowing 'huh' sounds coming from the majority as they moved on to other things. Joel, on the other hand, was simply confused. Why had he been picked? He'd been told a while ago that he should take some leave, the man hadn't since his third deployment, so he certainly would have been able to get the time off for this little 'vacation' - but Joel still groaned.
  
  "How do I even explain this to the Oberleutnant?"

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Nathan took quickly to Kouki as both a spiritual and physical guide when he began his training under him. In many ways, Kouki was the father figure that Nathan's real father never took, he modeled much of his being off Kouki, idolizing and growing to care deeply for him as a paternal figure. Nathan still holds dear the suit of armour Kouki gifted him, taking good care of it whenever he isn't wearing it for combat or training. Similarly does he hold to many of the traditions he learned from Kouki. From time to time he still writes his old tutor and friend, but the distance has meant the two communicate far less.

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Nathan has no particular animosity to his father, and gets along with him just fine. However, since he was sent off to his training at a young age, he never really viewed his father as a paternal figure. The two are immensely different in many ways, however, both understand this, and make no particular effort to dispute or change the other. Between both there is a sort of feeling of lost time, but there is little else, as they do not see each other much.

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Nathan encountered Fyror very shortly after he completed his training with the Shimazu. They did not speak for long, but were in each others' company long enough for Nathan to offer Fyror some basic tutelage, particularly in spiritual manners, and with the blade. They left on amenable terms, but have not had the chance to see each other again since.

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Nathan first encountered Milli through her step-mother and sisters, at an event where her sisters were thrust upon him in an attempt at courting. When Milli stepped in to protect her sisters, Nathan instantly understood the situation, and found himself more engaged with Milli's company in no time. The two have a relatively friendly relationship, and see each other fairly often. They train together from time to time, and he assists her in ensuring her sisters are protected.

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Name: James William Deacon
Social Class: Lower Middle Class
Age: Nineteen
Birthday: January 14th, 1804
Nationality: British
Birth Place: London, England
Residence: The Frosty Giant Inn, London, England
Gender: Male
Education: Self-taught
Income Source: Gun For Hire - James rents his skills out to the highest bidder to solve a number of odd jobs, from killing wild animals, to putting down Soulless.
Native Language: English - James can read and write, but just barely.

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Height: 5'9"
Weight: 150 lbs
Build: Slim/Toned
Eyes: Dark Blue, almond
Hair: Blonde, wavy, long
Skin Tone: Ivory
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: James' most notable scar is straight across his chest, one long silvery scratch, a gift from a long dead wolf.
Personal Style: James dresses like many of the lower end of the social spectrum. His clothes are generally on the more worn out side of things, though they work well enough for him. He prefers neutral colors to the bright pallets seen frequently among the more wealthy individuals in society. He prefers a well worn overcoat and black trousers, and a button up shirt with a grey vest to the few other outfits he does possess.

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Intelligent * Stubborn * Resourceful * Reckless * Loyal * Arrogant

Sexuality: Bisexual - Aware but closeted.
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: James is living proof that intelligence comes in all shapes and sizes. For example, the boy can hardly read or write, but he can tell you anything you may want to know on killing Rynes. He's far less book smart, mainly because he can't read most books, but he's as street smart as they come. He has a thirst for knowledge, and is quite capable and eager to learn new things. However, those who know James aren't likely to list off his intelligence as his most admirable trait. Most know him for his loyalty to his comrades, as well as his fierce adherence to his own morals, ones which order him to stay true and honest.

James isn't all perfect though. He attacks life like he only has seconds to live, often diving into problems head first, without much planning. Part of this is his youthfulness, but a decent amount of it is just who he is. He could care less about dying, as long as it was worth something. Plenty of people have tried to rid James of his recklessness, but he's far too stubborn to listen to them. He's not ever going to change his mind because someone else tells him he's wrong. He'll figure that out for his damn self, thank you very much. Some describe this as arrogance, and rightfully so. James does in fact have a swagger to him, a way of acting like he's the most important person in the room, even though he's nothing more than an orphaned mercenary, and this is mostly a show put on by the young man, a shield to keep the outside firmly in it's place.
Habits: Bites nails, bites lip when thinking, frequently clenches and unclenches his hands.
Hobbies: Exploring, learning, fighting
Fears:

• Tight Spaces - When James was sixteen, he fell through a frozen lake and became trapped under the ice. He remembers very vividly feeling closed in underwater, and struggling to free himself from below the frozen surface. He's had acute claustrophobia ever since.
• Spiders - No not the tiny little things. James does fine with those. We're talking the big ones, the ones with fur or some shit like that. Those terrify him.
• Snakes - Luckily, nasty snakes are fairly rare in England, but James isn't particularly keen on meeting any. He's heard some awful stories about those things.

Likes: 6 minimal

• Fighting
• Exploring his surroundings
• Learning new things
• Animals
• A good drink
• Friends

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Losing
• Being manipulated
• Being looked down upon
• Snobs
• Being wrong
• Being told what to do

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• Rifle
• Lock Picks
• Pick Pocketing
• Swimming
• Leadership
• Diplomacy
• Negotiations
• Culture Knowledge - Irish
• Country Knowledge - England
• Country Knowledge - Ireland
• Forgery
• Horseback Riding

Trained Skills:

• Language - Gaelic
• Deasmhumhnach
• Lorcain
• Riada
• Maolain
• Duinn

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - White button up shirt, grey vest, black trouser, brown overcoat
• A chestnut shillelagh that serves as James' primary weapon, strapped to his back
• A long sword, kept in a sheath at his side.
• A long sword sheath, strapped to his right side.
• An old, dirty gold pocket watch that's stuck at 12:00.
• A leather bound journal.

Residence:

• A book from his old mentor, detailing the various ways to kill Soulless. Different techniques to fight them, their weaknesses, how to truly kill them, etc.
• A Baker Flintlock Rifle, stolen from an unsuspecting Peer.
• Seven bullets, for his rifle
• A horse, stolen from a small town north of London. Stone

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Family History: The Deacons are an old family, though they've never been extremely prosperous. Hailing back to the days of the Tudors, it is said that William Deacon, the family's founder, was an adviser to King Henry, though this is largely believed to be a myth. William Deacon was likely a drunk who happened to start a long lasting family. Nothing more, nothing less.

James' father, Gideon Deacon, was a drunk if there ever was one, who lived on the outskirts of London. His mother, Louisa Deacon, had been a serving girl in a bar that Gideon frequented. Gideon, having no money and not likely to come into any, figured that his next step was to get married. And in one very drunken stupor, he did just that. The rest, is where James' story begins.

Your personal life: James was born hungry. He was raised hungry. Often times, he thinks he'll die hungry. Born to two parents who had never seen more than a few gold pieces at a time, James rarely ever felt a full stomach like those who danced their nights away in fanciful gowns. Poverty was a fact of life for him, and he learned to accept it. His parents did do their best, in their defense, but certain things can't be helped. He raised himself mostly, with his father either working or drunk, and his mother often taking on extra shifts at the bar just to keep food on the table. Life was nothing great, that much was certain.

When James was five, life got a whole lot worse. His parents were struck down in the night by a hungry Ryne while they staggered home, and James was left orphaned. Sent to an orphanage, James Deacon endured awful living conditions and cruel treatment from adults and other children alike. It was not what many would consider a fun time by any means. James was kept in the orphanage for nearly five years, and on his tenth birthday, he made his escape, fleeing into the streets of London.

James wasn't on the streets long. It was at this point in fact, where his life took a far different turn. Stowing away on a ship bound for Ireland, James was found quickly by the captain, and rather than being sent back to land and arrested, he was put to work as a cabin boy. Upon reaching the Irish Shore, James departed, choosing Ireland over the sea. It was here that he met Finnegan Macallister.

Finnegan was an older man, a former mercenary who'd amassed a good deal of money killing Soulless for money. He found James and took him in, seeing in him a potential for greatness. It was Finnegan who taught James everything he now knows. How to lie and deceive like a true con artist, wield a shillelagh, pick pockets and locks, and far more. James stayed with Finnegan for six years, before finally setting out on his own, and becoming a skilled mercenary in his own right, leading his own band of men for a short time, before finally coming home to London.

What you want for your life: Most of all, James wants to earn his place in the world, become famed and amass a fortune, do what his father and ancestors couldn't. To be powerful and influential is something that entices him every day. He'd like to start a family as well, and of course, see the Soulless eradicated.

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Character Quote(s): "The only constants in life are a birth and a death. Everything else is up to you."
"Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough."
"God damn it!"
Theme Song: Gasoline - Halsey
Anything Else: Ryne
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Name: Maeve Eireen Brennan
Social Class: Lower Middle Class
Age: 29
Birthday: January 10th, 1794 ('Peculiar People Day')
Nationality: Irish
Birth Place: Wicklow, Ireland
Residence: Brennan Townhouse, Dublin, Ireland
Gender: Female
Education: Self-Taught
Income Source: Member of the Brennan Family Gang - publicly serves as bartender (£13 annually)
Native Language: English

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Height: 5'4"
Weight: 140 pounds
Build: Skinny and lean
Eyes: A pale blue-green, shaped almost like ellipses
Hair: Long dark auburn-ginger hair, smooth and soft
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced ears
Personal Style: Maeve's favorite color, above all else, is a light shade of green. If she is able to, she wears a short sleeved dress in the color, done up with soft beige-white trim, and ribbons in her hair to keep it up and out of her eyes. Of course, she ensures that everything is relatively loose, just in case a fight breaks out and she needs to settle it. For accessories, she never goes anywhere without her locket or her shillelagh.

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Sexuality: As clear as murky water
Relationship Status: Widowed
Personality: Growing up in near poverty as the eldest child of a few too many, Maeve learned how to survive. She grew bossy, having to take care of her siblings, and then later on, her parents as well. She learned to twist situations to her advantage, providing her with an extra morsel to eat, or ensuring that her brothers stopped going at each other's throats. She learned how to charm and how to please, in order to get her family an extra day to pay off their debts. Everything a little girl shouldn't have had to know, Maeve learned.

And in adulthood, this proved an excellent preparation for her new lifestyle. Working in a gang, she has to be loyal to the end, and cunning as well. Weak minded people don't make their way in the world, and Maeve is anything but that. She is determined to the end, trying her best to play the game until she can achieve her end goal. It's perhaps the only lesson she could thank her deadbeat father for. Growing up with relatively little, she learned how to make do with nothing, and turn something awful into something that favored her.

Habits: Smoking, using sign language when she speaks
Hobbies: Singing
Fears:

• Roisin losing her sight as well
• Opium addiction
• The loss of her family

Likes:

• Irish Nationalism
• Catholicism
• Stories
• Alcohol
• Wolves
• Gambling

Dislikes:

• Protestants
• Her father
• British Officers
• Cats
• Mourning garb
• The Patriarchy

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• Irish Sign Language
• Leadership
• Bartending
• Pistol
• Bribery
• Deception
• Swimming
• Sewing
• Singing
• City Knowledge - Dublin
• Country Knowledge - Ireland
• Negotiations

Trained Skills:

• Language - Gaelic
• Deasmhumhnach - Art of fighting utilizing a shillelagh
• Shuibhne - Martial art techniques that utilizes the feet and kicks; aiming for shins, knees, and ankles
• Lorcain - Unearthing ancient Celtic sacred sites and reactivating them as a holy field that is protected against Cargast
• Riada - Banshee like scream that can stun the Soulless for a few moments; area effect
• Maolain - Calling of a mist for cover; usually used when trying to escape a hoard that is too large to fight

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Short sleeved green dress with light beige trim and lace. Dangling earrings with green stones. A sturdy brown overcoat and study brown boots as well. Her hair, lastly, is done up with light green ribbons.
• Pistol
• Shillelagh
• Simple green handbag, with a few beads forming a design on it
• Small locket with a shamrock on the outside, containing a rough commissioned sketch of her daughter
• A few pounds
• Wedding band (kept in handbag)

Residence:

• Spare clothing
• Spare pistol
• Pistol ammunition (one case)
• Larger sketch of her daughter
• Additional pounds
• Deceased husband's pistol

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Family History: Maeve was born into the Ridgeway family, an Irish family that has amounted to decidedly very little. As far back as the Ridgeways can be traced, they were relatively common people--laborers, to be specific. There are some stories about ancestors who helped in the Irish Rebellion of 1641, but those are just stories. Her mother, Bridget, was the daughter of inn-keepers. She had taught herself to read, wanting something more from life than work and suffering. But instead, she married Dennis Ridgeway, a laborer at a ship yard.

She has several siblings, none of which amounted to all too much. A few of her brothers fancy themselves resistance fighters, she has two siblings killed by the same plague that got her mother, and then one sister supporting herself as a maid, engaged to be married. Her aunt and uncle have forbidden the younger ones from contact with Maeve, so she hardly sees her siblings.

But as for the Brennans, the family that Maeve considers herself to be truly a part of, the story is entirely different. The Brennans used to have been common folk as well, until the most prominent gang in Dublin's leader was arrested and executed. Taking advantage of the power vacuum, the Brennans clawed their way to the top, now running a good portion of the criminal underground in Dublin. Pubs pay protection fees to the Brennans, and the family runs a fair deal of betting on races, among other things. Hardly anything the Brennans do is legal.

Your personal life: Maeve was the eldest child born to her parents and the eldest of the Ridgeway cousins. She helped to raise her siblings as best as she could, bringing them to mass, ensuring her brothers got to school, and helping her poor mother around the house. Once she was old enough, her parents used their meager funds to send her off to train, for as long as they could. When she was of legal age, she returned home, to find her mother dying of the plague, and her father waist deep in alcoholic rage. She took up the role of both mother and father for her siblings, until her father was thrown in prison for beating an officer, and her mother expired.

Maeve and her siblings were sent to live with their aunt and uncle, in Dublin. It was there that she met her husband. The two of them had a secret love affair, but when they found out Maeve was with child, he asked her not to kill it. She agreed, on the condition they eloped--after all, there was a word for a woman who was pregnant out of wedlock, a word for the baby that was born, but not a word for the man who left.

Her marriage was mostly a sham. About a year into it, the pair of them grew tired of each other. They learned to live more like brother and sister, rather than husband and wife. But life still wasn't great for Maeve--her daughter, a beautiful little girl named Roisin, was deaf. Completely. There were no schools for the deaf in Ireland, so she took her child to a deaf community every week, where Maeve learned to sign, in order to help Roisin communicate when she was old enough.

Then the second war with the colonies came. Her husband, an Irish nationalist, tried to organize a riot against the British, right when the troops were away in the colonies. Three British officers were killed in the riot, and as the ringleader, her husband was executed for treason. The family took good care of her and her daughter, with Maeve living with her eldest brother-in-law and his wife. She took her husband's place in the family and started running the front to the family operations, the pub, in order to keep everything moving smoothly. Her aunt and uncle had long since written her off as a whore, as the wife of a criminal, as a harlot. What else was she to do?

What you want for your life: Maeve wants to keep her position within the Brennan family, enjoying the status of being a widowed woman in society at large. The Brennan boys treat her like their sister, and they look out for little Roisin. But more importantly, Maeve wants to give Roisin the life she never could have. She wants her little girl to have real fun and good memories, rather than having to tend to other people, and live up to their expectations. She dreams of a school for little deaf girls, a place for Roisin to be seen as normal, and not different.

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Character Quote(s): "Oh goodness, would you simply shut up?"
Theme Song: Ain't No Rest For The Wicked - Vintage Jazz Cage The Elephant Cover ft. Joey Cook
Anything Else: Cargast; The Walking Dead
Distant relation to Chloe, Riley, and Lauren Ridgeway, and Cassandra Reed

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Maeve never grew close with her mother. She helped her out as best as she could because that is what the eldest daughter did, and when her mother fell ill, she nursed her as best as she could. While Maeve does suppose that her mother loved her, she never truly loved her mother back. Everything she did for her was out of duty and obligation. She never really knew her.

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The man wasn't of much use before he spiraled into alcoholism, and it wasn't like that helped the situation at all. Maeve could hardly care what happens to her father now, and she hasn't seen or heard from the man in nearly a decade. To Maeve, being blood isn't enough to warrant her respect, and all her father's ever done has resulted in giving her a bad opinion of him.

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Her younger brothers, the pair of them are off in Ireland, aspiring to be resistance fighters. Growing up, Maeve did her best to help raise them, and she's proud of the men they've become. They come to visit Maeve in Dublin every now and then, and they're good to Roisin, even if they don't know a word of sign language.

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Her youngest sibling and only sister, Niamh currently works as a maid. She's engaged to a soldier, and as much as Maeve doesn't care for British soldiers, her sister's fiancé is a good one in her book. In many ways, Roisin reminds her a lot of Niamh. Her sister was always an odd combination of practicaly and dreamy, knowing that she needed to work hard but also dreaming of a fairytale ending.

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Ciaran was Maeve's husband, and a long time ago, the pair of them were passionately in love. The lust turned into a purer love after a few years, with the marriage continuing only in a legal sense. They remained close friends, the best of friends, but realized that they truly weren't anything more than that. She misses him dearly, but time heals all wounds.

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Maeve adores her daughter. Roisin may be deaf, but she finds the little girl is more perceptive than most. She wants to give her the world, to allow Roisin to live life to the fullest. The girl is funny and curious, as well as incredibly intelligent. She's the first girl in the Ridgeway line to learn to read and write, and while Maeve can't decipher the marks on the page herself, she can't be more proud of her.

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Seamus's more closed off than most, but that is normal for the eldest in the Brennan gang. He tends to keep his emotions bottled up, going into fits of deadly rage only in the most dire of circumstances. But loyal and honorable, he has proven to be a good friend to Maeve. Of the Brennan brothers, Seamus is definitely her favorite. Without him, Roisin and Maeve would be on the street, begging for scraps.

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The other woman who married into the Brennan family, Mary-Clare has been a blessing to Maeve. She helped her to find her feet and welcomed her into her home when Ciaran died. Mary-Clare is amazing with Roisin, helping the girl to communicate, and she isn't a damsel in distress either. Tough as nails, Mary-Clare is the twin sister Maeve never had in many ways. They're equals with the others in the gang, even despite their sex.

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The most eccentric in the Brennan gang, Maeve has always found him a little odd. The man should have gone into science rather than stay in the family business, and he's always tinkering with one thing or the other. He's the one who taught Roisin to read and write, and Maeve is incredibly grateful for that. He feels like a goofy, odd little brother to her.

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Name: Thalken Merc Talink
Social Class: Gentry (Knight)
Age: 23
Birthday: March 15, 1800
Nationality: German-British
Birth Place: London, England
Residence: Talink Estate near a London dock by Somerset House
Gender: Male
Education: Private tutors
Income Source: Titled & Gun for hire, basically a nicer way of saying mercenary
Native Language: English (Reading & writing)

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Height: 6'0"
Weight: 172 lbs.
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Dark brown, deep set, and almond shaped
Hair: Short, wavy dark brown hair; Minimal facial hair
Skin Tone: Fair with coppery highlights
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Various scars across his body and a simple tattoo of the Three Harmonies Society seal on his left pectoral
Personal Style: His style is much like his personality: dark from head to toe. His color schemes of choice are typically more on the darker side of the grayscale or earth tones. Occasionally he may be seen in burgundy or dark emerald green. He is a fan of long black overcoats, basically the regency version of a trenchcoat. Of course no outfit is complete without weapons galore, and he certainly has plenty stashed all throughout his person. Example 1 Example 2 Example 3

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Loyal * Gruff * Levelheaded * Standoffish * Quick-witted * Cunning

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single, and certainly not looking
Personality: Who is Thalken at heart? Few truly know. He’s a mystery wrapped in a rough and rougher exterior. He walks through life with this dark intensity about him. It’s disconcerting to say the least. He prefers to keep to himself, finding a relatively secluded spot where he can view the world without having to engage with it. This is fortunate indeed for he is greatly lacking in proper social skills and etiquette. He is a man of few words, but his unnerving, calculative stare and brazen scowl speak volumes. What words he does speak typically have a harsh bluntness to them. These attributes alone can land him into trouble. Generally speaking, he does not intentionally start a fight, but he sure as hell will finish it. The weird thing about him, other than the obvious, is that it is hard to evoke emotions from him other than his usual cold exterior. He is not particularly impulsive and instead takes a more calculated approach to things. He also does not falter under pressure and has a quick-wit, making him a formidable adversary. He can work his way around almost any problem.

This brings up an important question. Is there more to Thalken than just his coldness? People would be shocked to learn that there is a softer side to him underneath all of those layers of rough exterior. Most just associate him with being just as ruthless as his father has been. Quite frankly, Thalken couldn’t give a crap what others thought of him, but the truth of the matter is that he is not like his father. He does not live his life merely for his own gain. Granted, he does look at the world through a cynical eye, but he honestly does care about the lives he could potentially destroy. He does not hunt for sport but would rather have a justifiable reason for it. He wants to protect rather than destroy. But it seems that life isn’t always that simple. Ultimately, it is hard to gain his trust and loyalty, but once you do it is hard to lose.

Habits:

• Unabashedly staring and scowling at people, either intentionally or unintentionally
• Finding a good vantage point wherever he goes

Hobbies:

• Hunting (Animals, Soulless, maybe a person or two)
• Climbing

Fears:

• Killing an innocent person
• Something happening to his twin sister Thalcona
• Fire

Likes:

• Seclusion
• Staying active
• Being challenged
• Forests
• Weaponry
• Freedom
• Resistance

Dislikes:

• Perky people
• Court etiquette
• Large crowds
• Social gatherings
• Tyranny
• Loud noises
• Ignorance
• Senseless killing

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General Skills:

• Deception
• Dueling
• Intelligence gathering
• Negotiations
• Forgery
• Knives (Throwing/stabbing)
• City knowledge (London)
• Swimming
• Pistols
• Bribing
• Lock picking
• Breaking and entering

Trained Skills:

• Cantonese language
• Desinmon - Art of wielding various styles of Chinese swords
• Fu Mei - Neutral style martial arts that focuses on speed and turning an opponents moves against them
• Chuan Quan - Similar to a one inch punch technique, martial art form that focuses on small movements for massive impact; specifically bone shattering techniques in close quarter combat.
• Nan Pao - Southern Style Martial Art that focuses on strong stances, powerful waist along with quick strong forearm and hand movements.
• Jow Ping Lin - Qi related Martial Art that focuses on Strikes that transcend the body but strike the Pnuema.

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Patterned grey/black shirt and simple white cravat paired with black trousers, tailcoat, boots, and long overcoat
• Dao - Chinese style sabre used for slashing attacks
• Sheath for sword attached to belt
• Single shot pistol
• 3 throwing knives
• Sheath for knives attached to left thigh
• Pocket telescope
• Pocket watch
• Wallet - id, keys, cash
• Lock pick set

Residence:

• Assorted clothing - Example 1 Example 2 Example 3
• Safe - Blood money, business documents, & Three Harmonies Society related documents
• Baker flintlock rifle
• 50 rounds of ammunition
• Map of London
• Chinese dagger
• Blade sharpener
• Writing materials
• Chinese manuscripts
• Extra throwing knives
• Stout male English Mastiff named Hades

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Family History: The Talink family has not always had the title they do now, but it was hard earned over many generations of service to the British crown. In the early 18th century, with Britain’s need for soldiers, the Hessians, German mercenaries contracted for service under the crown of the British Empire, came about. The Talink family was one of thousands of Hessians serving in various conflicts throughout Europe and America. However, Hessians are most commonly known for their service in the American Revolutionary War fighting against the Patriots. It became a tradition so to speak for Talink men to join the Hessians for the sake of the honor and monetary gain to be had when one returned home to Germany. But in more recent generations, this has since morphed into something more—unethical.

The Talink family became mercenaries in the more traditional connotation of the word, a bounty hunter if you will. It was a somewhat slow progression, each generation becoming a bit harsher than those prior. Over time they aided more and more in the atrocities committed under the British crown. They took part in the press-ganging of men into Hessian service. They took part in the beating and executions of deserters. Eventually it climaxed into assassinating enemies of the crown and collecting the bounty on the men’s heads. They did all of this for the sake of private gain and to get them by in life, all in the guise of service to the British crown. Along the way, the Talink family lost the loyalties they once had. They were blinded by their newly gained title and money and selfishly desired more and more. Eventually they took on more criminal endeavors, jobs that were not sanctioned by the British crown.

The present day Talink Estate was established by Thalken’s grandfather Leopold and passed on to his three sons: Thalken’s father Beowulf and uncles Lycus and Arend. The estate is in an advantageous position near the London Docks. This has ultimately promoted and aided the nefarious intentions this family cannot seem to shake.

Your personal life: Thalken and his twin sister Thalcona were born on a cold March night in 1800 London, England. They were born into a dark lifestyle that was destined for tragedy, and for many years, Thalken embraced the darkness wholeheartedly. In their younger years, he and his sister spent more time with their mother Anne, while their father and uncles were out doing God knows what for money. Anne tried to shield them from the violence and develop them into people of good character. She started their education at a young age, finding a private tutor to teach them up until the time they would be sent away for more formal training. Ultimately, their mother did more good in their lives than they could ever say of their father.

At the age of 8, they were quickly thrusted into a world that their mother had tried so hard to shield them from, as their father pursued a working relationship with the Three Harmonies Society, a transnational organized crime syndicate. The entrance fee so to speak was for Thalken and Thalcona to train under the Three Harmonies Society for 10 years and for the Talink family to swear allegiance to them. Their father quickly accepted the terms, and his children were shipped off to China for intensive physical and mental training. As they got older, they were exposed more and more to the criminal activities of the Three Harmonies Society. Brutality, violence, and manipulation became their new norm. Over the course of their training, they would see their father once or twice a year as he checked up on their progress and did work for the Three Harmonies Society on the Chinese mainland.

Fast forward this to the fall of 1818, 5 months away from Thalken and Thalcona’s 18th birthday and the completion of their training. Tragedy struck the Talink family with the murder of their mother Anne. This single event forever changed Thalken’s outlook on life. He had always been gruff in manner, but he became darker and more standoffish after his mother was murdered in cold blood. He solely blamed his father for what had happened and grew increasingly resentful of him. Thalken saw the fragility of life and began to cherish it more. He knew his new way of thinking would be seen as weakness to those around him, so he shut most people out. At times, he even shut out his own twin sister.

Thalken left China before fully completing his training to “help” his father on the job. Truthfully, he wanted to keep an eye on his father so he could minimize the suffering the man causes to innocents. His sister Thalcona stayed behind in China to finish her training and returned to London shortly after her 18th birthday. They continued in their family’s line of mercenary work as it was all they knew; however, Thalken tried to find jobs that did not include killing people, if at all possible. As the Soulless threat increased, jobs hunting Soulless became all the more prevalent for Thalken.

What you want for your life: What does Thalken want in life? Well, there is not much he aspires to in life as he focuses more on the here and the now. However, there are a few things he would be glad to see occur in his lifetime. For one, he would like his mother’s killer to be brought to justice. Secondly, the more outlandish aspiration of his is to bring the Talink family out of the darkness they reside in and onto a less destructive path. He wants his family to be protectors of humanity rather than destroyers of it. But let’s get real, that probably won’t happen any time soon.

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Character Quote(s):
“Sometimes I aim to please, but mostly I just shoot to kill.”
“It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.”
“The only way to survive in this world is to be strong.”
“I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”
“Resistance—because if we fight we might lose but if we don’t fight we’ve already lost.”

Theme Song: "Seven Nation Army" by The White Stripes (Glitch Mob Remix)


Anything Else:

• Faceclaim - Theo James
• Color code - Dark Olive Green #556B2F
• Header text - Colchester font, 60 pt.
• Favorite undead - Ryne/Vampire
• When Royalty Collides

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Thalken and his twin sister Thalcona grew up being practically inseparable. Where one went the other was sure to follow. They spent countless hours together, confiding in each other, getting into trouble together, and training together. Ultimately, he always saw her as an equal. He didn't her ability to protect herself, but of course he still worried about her wellbeing, as any good brother would. However, when their mother was murdered he began to shut her out, even left China without her. He went into a dark place, one in which he still resides in. Yet she always had this uncanny way of bringing the good out of him. And for that he was truly grateful.

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In Thalken's younger years, his father wasn't that much a part of his life. What little time they did spend together was toxic, something Thalken didn't realize until his mother was murdered. He used to look up to his father, but now he only harbors resentment. He blames his father's selfishness and greed as the cause of his mother's death, and he reevaluated the direction his life was headed. Thalken realized that the path his father had laid out for him was headed straight for the grave. Now he tries to minimize the damage his father does and turn his life in a more positive direction. Unfortunately, old habits die hard.

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Thalken's relationship with his mother was always much different from his relationship with his father. His father tried to push him to become a better warrior, while his mother tried to push him to become a better person. She was strong but also kind and compassionate. She tried to shield her children from the violence, and she didn't approve of her father's descent into more criminal endeavors. She certainly could have done more to stop her husband, but Thalken never doubted her love for her children. He loved her with all his heart, and her murder sent him into a downward spiral.

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Thalken's uncle Lycus might as well be another version of his father. He's just as selfish, just as greedy, and just as dark. The two brothers frequently "hunt" together and take turns going out of the country on missions for the Three Harmonies Society. Thalken certainly keeps on eye on him. Unfortunately, his uncle seems to be more perceptive than his father.

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Thalken's uncle Arend isn't nearly as bad as his other two brothers Beowulf and Lycus. He can actually be enjoyable company, considering his more humorous nature. However, Thalken doesn't doubt the man's ability to leave destruction in his wake, so he tries not to let his guard down when around the man.

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Thalken has heard plenty of strange things in the rumor mill about the Crypt family. Many seem to be wary of the family, but he doesn't buy into the hype. As far as he is concerned, they are just another criminal family like his own. After all, they have contracted the Talink family to take out some hits for them. As it stands, Thalken's already got enough problems to deal with to waste his time dealing with the Crypt family.

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Name: Elizaveta Petrovna Romanova
Social Class: Peer
Age: 23
Birthday: May 29th, 1799 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: Russian
Birth Place: St. Petersburg
Residence: St. Etheldreda's Church
Gender: Female
Education: Private Tutors
Income Source: Russian Empire
Native Language: Russian (R/W)

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Height: 5'6"
Weight: 115lbs
Build: Slender
Eyes: Azure eyes
Hair: Long wavy sandy blonde hair
Skin Tone: Peachy complexion
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced, calloused hands
Personal Style: Elizaveta can be found when traveling in modern regal wear fitting of her country. When not demanded to wear such, she actually prefers a peasants attire of slacks and button down shirts with a vest and riding boots.

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Benevolent * Contemplative * Scrupulous * Argumenative * Caring * Ruthless

Sexuality: Hetero-sexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Elizaveta is a kind and old soul, carrying herself as if she is from another time period. A graceful young woman who is as comfortable among the aristocrats as she is with her own people. She will not hesitate to stop an important meeting to help a servant pick up a spilt glass or exit a procession to hand over an umbrella to a child or elderly person if they are stuck in the rain; a trait that has endeared her to her people.

She is a person who will look at a situation from all angles and perspectives; weighing the pros and cons before she makes a decision. She is meticulous when it comes to details; whether that comes to what she says, how she acts, a choice for her nation, or even down to how she chooses what to wear. Each detail is carefully planned out with a specific reason and purpose. Now that does not mean she takes long to favor speak, she is quick witted and knows when to trust her gut.

For all her good though Elizaveta can be confrontational; if she feels people are not listening to reason, being cruel, or just holding their position to be stubborn she will let them know how closed minded and superficial they are being. She has a sharp tongue and does not care who she insults or offends if the situation calls for it.
Habits:

• Lacing her fingers together
• Standing perfectly still

Hobbies: Horseback Riding
Fears:

• Neophobia - Fear Of Change
• Kakorrhaphiophobia - Fear Of Failure
• Agateophobia - Fear Of Insanity

Likes:

• Classical Music
• Ancient History
• Linguistics
• Exotic Fruits
• Ballroom Dancing
• Latest Fashion Trends

Dislikes:

• Being Told She's Out Of Place
• Condescending People
• War
• Those Who Lack Integrity
• Sloppiness
• Abrasive Situations
• Laziness

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General Skills:

• English (Spoken)
• English (R/W)
• Backsword (Such as sabre's and Shashka's)
• Russian Orthodox Church
• Bible
• Court Etiquette
• Dancing
• Circus Etiquette
• Diplomacy
• Singing
• Swimming
• Agility

Trained Skills:

• Rusyn - The Language Of The Ruska Roma
• Ostanavlivat'sya - The ability to sever the soul from the body to stop changing
• Tretiy Glaz - An ability that gives a person a sixth sense into the future and know things that will happen before they do. Unpredictable and random, it can occur at any moment without warning.
• Chteniye Dushi - Soul reading, it allows the person to look into the eyes of another and find what strengths and weaknesses lie within them, as well as secrets that they may posses or recent changes to their purity.
• Vyzov - The ability to call in a flock of birds for defense
• Smert' - A soul casting from one person to a Yagababa to sever her from her mortar
• Tatushka - A Bard like enhancement skill that can be used in conjunction with all other physical called action skills without penalty. It increases both speed and accuracy. When used while in conjunction with another physical skill, there is a bonus to the singer and a bonded Mamushka. You may not have this skill and Mamushka. It is one or the other. Now, if the PC stops all other physical and mental actions, they may focus their Tatushka on their bonded Mamushka Dancer to give the Dancer double the bonus to their rolls. There can only be 1 bonded pair at a time to each other. A Mamushka cannot draw a bonus off a Tatushka that they are not bonded to. Bonds can change but take time and previous bond must be severed before hand. (Bonded with The Great Bazhooli! - 11 year bond)
• Zverey - This skill covers Big Cats, Bears, and Wolves only. It involves training and controlling to a certain point. They can be taught basic commands just like dogs. Animals such as these will always be wild and have a chance to turn on their handler without notice. (Tiger)
• Krasnoye - This is our game equivalent of a healing spell. It heals physical issues only. Such as broken bones, stab wounds, and so forth. Does not heal illnesses such as Consumption or Plague. As a new skill it can heal a skinned knee, and grows stronger to heal up to severe stab wounds or broken bones over time. A long term master of the skill can heal the worst falls from a trapeze to the point the person is back up in the Big Top the next day performing as if it never happened. (Healing is a called action and rolled for by LLA to determine amount of healing)

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Royal robes and gown, small crown, gloves, under clothing
• Scabbard
• Shashka
• Pendant of Holy Water
• Bible
• Small Embroidered Bag
• Decorative egg in gold and gemstones, treated like a holy relic

Residence:

• Clothing (Royal)
• Clothing (Pauper)
• Clothing (Circus)
• Books
• Papers
• Mementos
• Collection of Swords
• Family Jewels
• Cover papers
• Official birth papers
• White Siberian Tiger - Myshka (Means little mouse) Weighs 625lbs, 10 feet long, 9 years old - Veta raised Myshka by hand from a cub.

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Family History: Elizaveta was born into the Russian House of Romanov. First born daughter of Alexander The 1st of Russia and his wife Louise Of Baden. The Romanov line is ancient dating back to the 1300's and has been ruling Russia since the 1600's. Former known as the Tsars of Russia and now Emperors. The Russian empire is vast and large, controlling many countries and having strong influence in the international markets.

There have been no direct male lines of succession in the Romanov family since the early 1700's, the blood line passed down by the women in the family who have married other houses into the Romanov's. The Romanovs achieved prominence as boyars of the Grand Duchy of Moscow before 1613, later the Tsardom of Russia. The house of Romanov has been fraught with war, assassinations, and attempts to be over thrown even while the population generally supports them.

Your personal life: Elizaveta was the first born daughter, but second born in her family - half sister to an illegitimate male sibling. Because of her grand-fathers assassination, her father became paranoid that his blood line would die with him and so when Elizaveta came down with an illness at one year of age he arranged to have her death faked and her smuggled out of the royal house for her own protection. This proved later on to be a wise choice for her younger sister died in childhood as well and it was speculated it was an assassination.

How and where did she go during the last 22 years of her life? As with all young girls trying to get away from home she ran away with the Circus, accompanied by only her nurse maid Sophia Narskin: a Sister within the Russian Orthodox Church and one of the families most trusted confidants. She was to help raise Elizaveta, educate her in all things a Grand Duchess should know, as well s strengthen her religious knowledge and ties.

In the Circus, Elizaveta was taken in by a family and raised as one of their own. Even though she knew who she truly was, being informed of it constantly when she wanted to try the more dangerous acts of Circus life, she has always felt that the Circus was her true family and these stories which she was raised on were some sort of a dream. Yet she could not deny it, her mannerism's and look were far too different for her to ever be true Circus folk. Dark and swarthy were never words to describe Veta.

So she has lived a double life. One in hiding, the other under the big tent in the three rings. Being kept close and protected by her surrogate family as they traveled through Russia, as well as Eastern and Western Europe. She has had no contact with her blood family until recently, which was nearly a year ago. Informed it was time for her to help her people. She took the assignment seriously and with the help of her true family has been smuggled into England to try to go what none before her could. Make Russian part of the Council of Graveolase.

What you want for your life: While Elizaveta is as of noble birth as any young girl could hope to dream of she never wanted the title and has no desire for the crown. She wishes to serve God as best she can and she would be good as a nun: if it weren't for her draw to the spot light. If she could, she would remain Veta forever, in the three rings performing next to her Uncle Vlad. She will do what is needed for her Romanova name but the family that raised her will forever come first. She will bleed for her country, she will die for the Circus.

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Character Quote(s):

• Circus is family
• God sees me through darkness

Theme Song:

Anything Else:

• Golgravtiz
• Is an ancestor of Tatiana Korvo
• Very devoted to god
• Worried about being assassinated
• ~in previous CS~

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Elizaveta can only ever meeting her father once, over a year ago when she returned to the Royal Palace to take on her assignment. He seemed very paranoid and near madness. This worried her and made her wonder if she too would be touched one day. She hopes it is not something that will happen but it plagues her mind after seeing him.

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When Elizaveta visited the Russian Palace she saw her mother but it was obvious that her mother did not wish to be there. Not enjoying the court as it were, she kept to herself and to her ladies in waiting. She could tell that her mother loved her father dearly but the woman seemed unsure around Elizaveta. She wished for a mothers warmth but it was not given. The woman was kind to her and she could see where much of her own traits personality wise came from. It was something.

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Elizaveta shares a duel relationship with her Tutor. One one hand they share a deep love of God, on the other, Elizaveta can be a bit brash for the woman's tastes from time to time and believes that Elizaveta should abandon her hope of remaining with the circus once everything is handled and accept her future Tzarina title and place on the throne. The Circus is no place for a Romanova.

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Elizaveta and Viktor have a strained relationship. While she cares for him like family, as she does with all the Circus, she knows she is a meal ticket. Him using her to get more money from her family. While he says it is for her, she sees little of it. Though she doesn't complain, the money in the end goes to the Circus so all benefit. He is kind to her and dotes over her but she knows if she was not who she was, she wouldn't get the attention she does. This keeps things on edge with them and the older she gets the more it vexes her.

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Izolde was the mother that Elizaveta never had, the woman practically raised her and made her as much part of her family as any other. Elizaveta adored Izolde and it hit her very hard when she died; as it would any child loosing a loving parent. It didn't matter that Elizaveta wasn't Alexandrova in blood, she was in spirit and soul. Veta learned much from Izolde and when she passed stepped up to continue the pairing of Tatushka/Mamushka: taking Izolde's place along side Vlad.

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It is because of Vlad's family that Elizaveta has had a place to call home and a group to call family for the majority of her life. While when she was younger she was not as close to Vlad as she was Izolde, she is now. They found comfort and solace in each other. Him losing a wife and love, her losing a mother. Since her passing Elizaveta has nearly clung to Vlad, learning all she can and looking up to him. Sure he is a bit more flamboyant than she is but they compliment each other well. There is no other on this earth that she is closer to. She loves him like a father and respects him as a hero.

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Constantin is a constant thorn in Elizaveta's side, thing is she wouldn't have it any other way. They share a lot in common, well as much as a lower class and future Czarina could. They get along but they bicker about the dumbest things. He is bullheaded and it drives Veta nuts but she cares for him. No amount of small fighting could stop their friendship.

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Name: Vladimir Dmitrievich Alexandrov
Social Class: Gyspy (Lower Class) in England, Baron (Lesser Nobility) in Russia
Age: 43
Birthday: November 2nd, 1779 (Scorpio!)
Nationality: Russian Empire (Rusyn-Cossack heritage)
Birth Place: On the road between Odessa and Kiev, Russian Empire
Residence: Vardo & Tent City of the Bazhooli Sem'ya, Russian Grand Circus, just outside of London, England
Gender: Extremely, ardently MALE
Education: Private tutors, commonly reserved for nobility
Income Source: Variable. Performance based income, supplemented by profits from private contracts and the occasional clandestine activity, plus a percentage of the Circus's take. Further, the Circus is subsidized by the Imperial Russian Treasury. Personal monies lay around 200£ annually, with lodging, food, transportation, and certain luxuries provided by the Russian Grand Circus and their benefactors.
Native Language: Russian

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Height: 6'0"
Weight: 170
Build: Toned, good arms
Eyes: Hazel Brown
Hair: Vary Dark Chestnut, as to appear black when wet, oiled, or from a distance. Slightly wavy.
Skin Tone: Tawny
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Various scars from knife training and combat, pierced ears.
Personal Style:

Vladimir dresses mainly in colors of red, black, and white. Most of the time, it is for comfort and ease of movement, though loose clothing is commonly associated with the lower or working classes of the period.

His preferences have him in loose, black pants tucked into high riding boots, high-collared red waistcoat with black stitched accents and long sleeved dress shirts. His look is basically more or less formal variations of the described, above. Cold weather has him in a greatcoat trimmed with thick fur, really cold weather has him in a long coat of pure, grey-brown bear fur. When feeling relaxed or very informal, Vladimir keeps to a red vest or waistcoat, black pants, and simple shoes or boots.

He commonly accessorizes with a belt (concealing a push dagger in the buckle), and several knives, befitting his station. Two gold earrings are always present, as is a gold crucifix. Like many in the performing arts and many nobles, Valdimir is prone to a touch of facial accenting via eyeshadow, penciling, and the like, playing up his background as both lesser nobility and Carpathian Rusyn gypsy-folk.

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Passionate * Loud * Optimistic * Showoff * Brave * Proud

Sexuality: Hetero
Relationship Status: Single (Widower)
Personality:
Though formally titled as "Master Vladimir Dmitrievich Alexandrov, first heir of Baron Alexandrov", he prefers his identity of "The Great Bazhooli", Russian Impalement Artist and legendary performer of the Russian Imperial Circus, chief member of the Bazhooli Sem'ya.

What can be said about The Great Bazhooli that his name cannot tell you? He is vivacious, full of vigor, and histrionic to the extreme. He exists seemingly to suck every last drop out of life with keen but not foolish optimism. Everything he cares about, he sees to with the passion of an artist. It doesn't help that he is a shameless showoff with great pride in himself, his family, and his circus. His persona as a showman isn't really a persona - this is who he is. Though outside of performing, he is a little quieter. A little. This goes both ways. He feels most everything as strongly as one can, be it joy or sorrow. He feels deeply and completely, but can recover from this quickly when needed. While this can be mercurial at times, he does not forget a slight (even if it appears that he does), nor fail to remember a favor given.

Of course, his life isn't all fried borscht and hurled knives. His people are the keepers of many Old Russian arts, the Training that sits as the regional equivalent to that supported by the Graveolase. He is often called upon to look into Soulless threats along the Russian Steppes, great cities, vast forests and mountains of the Empire. It is something he takes seriously. Vladimir has a stopping point to his revelry. When the worst of events threaten to happen, it reveals a man driven to do whatever is necessary to protect that which he holds dear. The skills learned over a lifetime of Impalement Arts and Rusyn Training assist greatly with this endeavor.

Habits: Absently twirling knives when thinking, humming music (building to singing outright), sometimes refers to himself in the third person.
Hobbies: Practicing gymnastics, trick throwing sharp things
Fears:

• Dying without fulfilling family obligations
• Living a dispassionate existence
• Being caged away

Likes:

• Music. He adores music.
• Dancing, in its many, varied forms.
• Sharp Things
• Singing
• Performing / Showing Off
• Practice and exercise
• New experiences

Dislikes:

• Slugs. They creep him out. Unless sauteed in butter.
• Overly status-conscious people
• Buzzkills
• Being bored
• Bullies
• Prolonged solitude

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General Skills:

• Short Blades
• Thrown Weapons (high proficiency)
• Acrobat
• Juggling (extreme throwing and catching)
• Firearms
• Hunting
• Stealth
• Sleight Of Hand
• Singing
• Dancing
• Language (Romany)
• Language (English)
• Sword
• Russian Fisticuffs

Trained Skills:

• Language - Rusyn
• Fal'shbort - This skill is a passive skill that does not call for a Called Action or a roll. (Just remind the GM if you get injured and you have this skill that you have this bonus.) - It gives a bonus to taking blunt force trauma and endurance of extreme conditions. (A bonus to a characters constitution if you will.) - You are tougher, stronger, more Russian!
• Mamushka - A Russian stylized knife throwing dance fighting technique. This dance is agile and deadly, utilizing Russian dance techniques and short blade fighting: we are talking break dance fighting to a whole new level. (Both aerial and hand knife and martial art techniques) - While some within the family know the dance as a dance, it being used as an actual combat technique is a closely guarded Circus secret. Can be used with a paired Tatushka, refer to Tatushka for details. Cannot take this skill with Tatushka, it is one or the other. (The Great Bazhooli is paired with Elizaveta Romanova in this way.)
• Tizirovat' - This is a skill that gives the PC the power of suggestion, deep seeding the idea into a persons mind to get them to see your point of view. It is not skill that makes a person do what you say right out but it compels them to follow through with the suggestion. (These are not the droids you are looking for) - There is always a chance they will resist it but it is very difficult. (If resisted the target turns hostile.)
• Krasnoye - This is our game equivalent of a healing spell. It heals physical issues only. Such as broken bones, stab wounds, and so forth. Does not heal illnesses such as Consumption or Plague. As a new skill it can heal a skinned knee, and grows stronger to heal up to severe stab wounds or broken bones over time. A long term master of the skill can heal the worst falls from a trapeze to the point the person is back up in the Big Top the next day performing as if it never happened. (Healing is a called action and rolled for by LLA to determine amount of healing)
• Brivaldi - Russian Trick Horse Riding, able to perform various called actions while on horse back without being hindered.
• Chteniye Dushi - Soul reading, it allows the person to look into the eyes of another and find what strengths and weaknesses lie within them, as well as secrets that they may posses or recent changes to their purity.
• Tretiy Glaz - An ability that gives a person a sixth sense into the future and know things that will happen before they do. Unpredictable and random, it can occur at any moment without warning. (Cannot be used a called action, it is random by LLA - so do not post for trying to activate it. It has horrible consequences if you do!)
• Smert' - A soul casting from one person to a Yagababa to sever her from her mortar
• Gologramma - This skill is utilized by your "illusionists", a skill that allows a person to Astral project in the physical world. Creating a near perfect replica of themselves that exists somewhere between the astral and physical world but that can been seen as a solid object in both planes. It will perform a base physical action in the physical world (minus speaking) - such as knife throwing, walking, opening a door. You cannot see through it's eyes, or hear what it hears. (It does not see or hear) - If it takes damage, the projection stops and it automatically dropped. It cannot fight for you and can do no damage to any flesh being. (Such as human or flesh Soulless such as Ryne or Hraew.) - It can however be utilized to fight Golgravtiz: damage done to the Gologramma by a Golgravtiz transfers to the PC casting as well.

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Tough and fitting black pants with workman's pockets tucked into well polished black boots, high-collared red waistcoat (reversible, black interior) with black stitched accents and tailored black shirt with close-set grey pinstriping. Leather belt with buckle push-dagger, wide leather cuffs on his wrists, and filigreed red bandana over his head, covered mostly by a tall black top hat.
• Knife
• Knife
• Knife
• Knife
• Knife
• Knife
• Knife
• Gentleman's wallet (contains a few pounds sterling, bank notes, several business cards in English and Russian,
• Gold crucifix
• "La Canela" coin

Residence:

• Elaborate wardrobe
• Extensive Knife Collection (The Good Stuff)
• Collection of Russian Swords & Other Sharp Things
• Imperial Dragoon Rifled Musket (care and feeding included)
• Considerable amounts of good wine and vodka
• Large, bear fur coat
• Chest of personal working gear
• Hidden stash of monies (mostly Rubles and Kopeks, but a fair amount of weighted silver coin for hard trade)
• Personal grooming supplies, including makeup
• Saddle, tack, and harnessing for...
• Tolstoy! A Russian Old Don cavalry horse, black. His Brivaldi horse.

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Family History:

The history of the Alexandrov Line dates back to before the time of Ivan he Terrible. Though still considered one of noble blood, the nature of its origin placed them very much out of favor with succeeding royal successors, formal title stripped away. Nonetheless, they endured as a proud people. Noble Cossack bloodline maintained, though it began to meld with others, some of which were also noble but also out of favor, but others that were common and had amazing talent and/or influence.

Meanwhile, the Rusyn Gypsies in the Ukraine and Russia were treated to an unexpected boon: Reigning Royalty, to solidify their claim and garner support, began assigning titles of Baron and Earl to prominent families, even traveling folk, who wielded significant influence or were highly moneyed.

The union of these two families, generations ago, uplifted the once title-stripped nobles to the rank of Baron, conferred upon the Rusyn line. This resulted in a unique combination of very famous and highly influential circus folk with ancient Training, the most prominent ones being given the title of Bazhooli, a local variation of the word for "little royal" (very roughly). Originally used among these people as a congratulatory exclamation for a well-placed shot, the meaning changed over time. Now, the Bazhooli Sem'ya had solidified into a well known, mobile Barony of sorts, very famous for their acrobatics but moreso their work with the Impalement Arts.

One of every generation is given the title of Great Bazhooli, standing as their figurehead and primary performing star, but the responsibility goes far beyond that. The passing of the title is based upon decision and merit, though they must be an Alexandrov. They must have the appropriate talent, mindset, flamboyance, and loyalty. The Great Bazhooli represents the Sem'ya at all times. He is a respected individual, answering only to the reigning Baron Alexandrov within their group. When one dies or retires, another rises to take the mantle. Short of the destruction of the entire Alexandrov line, there will always be a Great Bazhooli.

The family owns holdings in St. Petersburg (primary), Kiev, and the mountains of Moldova. Their social status usually requires discussion; within the United Kingdom, only the reigning Baron is recognized as noble (if lesser). As a whole, the rest are looked upon as Gypsy folk, lower class despite their fame, talent, and resources.

Your personal life:
Vladimir Alexandrov was born into a Baron's family and raised with the Circus. Nevertheless, he earned what he has, including his title of The Great Bazhooli. He has traveled far and wide, learning much about the way others live their lives. Still, he maintains that his own lifestyle is the best one could aspire toward, and wouldn't have it any other way. His strength lies in his personality, talents, and Training, although he would be half the man that he is were it not the support of his people.

As a young man, he married a talented singer and acrobat by the name of Izolde. They were as close as a couple could be, very much in love. She gave him three sons and two daughters, and served as his preferred working partner in shows. Around this time, to preserve the Romanov line, the Emperor Alexander I reached out to Baron Alexandrov. It was an unlikely circumstance, but he entrusted the care of his daughter, Elizaveta, to the Circus. Part of the arrangement was to elevate the Alexandrov's social status in the Empire, and secure additional funding from the Crown. The child was placed with Vladimir and Izolde to be raised as one of their own, but with the caveat that a Sister Sophia Narskin also accompany them to see to her education. They became as father and daughter over time.

After Izolde's death, Veta and Vladimir mourned together, and grew to understand each other better. They continued life as normal, except that now, part of her training came from him. The years passed, the Sem'ya was called upon to do their work with Soulless and routinely putting on a grand show, traveling around the Russian Empire and Europe and caring for their young charge until she came of age.

The Circus is now in London for the Season. They came so that Elizaveta can present herself to the world and request the entry of the Russian Trained into the Graveolase. Also, it's London at the start of the Season. This is where the action was; this is where the money was.

What you want for your life:

Vladimir's motivations are fairly straightforward. Take care of his own, make life a grand adventure, live, love, sing, dance, and always, always with panache. Elevating the status of his name is all well and good, but that is the work of the Baron. He is not the Baron, yet. Vlad intends to make the most of his remaining good years, maybe even pushing it into his okay years, before retiring. Perhaps he'll remarry, but it would have to be for love, to protect another, or one hell of a beneficial deal for his family. He has multiple sons to carry on the lineage. The Bazhoolis will be okay.

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Character Quote(s):

"Now, let us try the same trick... ON FIRE!"

"Never fall in love with voman who sells herself. It alvays ends BAD!"

"Prepare to be Bazhooli'ed."

"Life is nothing vithout passion. Nothing."


Theme Song:

Anything Else:

• Ryne
• Ancestor of Boris Alexandrov (The Great Bazhooli of Lady A's TWD)
• Post in previous CS

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This is the Man In Charge. He is the Lord of the Russian Imperial Circus and Bazhooli Sem'ya. And he also happens to be the father of The Great Bazhooli. He is an older man, seldom seen but reputed to be of great power and standing by the general populous. The Baron has the final say on all things related to the Circus (and the Sem'ya), but generally trusts in the abilities of those directly under him. He remains a very enigmatic figure outside of the Circus.

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Konstantin is the only of his children presently with him at the Circus. He is completing his training with the Sem'ya. Konstantin is Vladimir's heir, but this does not guarantee that he will be the next Great Bazhooli. It is likely, but time will tell. Even if he does not, Konstantin is second in line for the Barony after his father. Many things can happen in a Soulless inhabited Empire, however, and nothing is certain.

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They don't talk much. Sister Sophia is given everything she needs to complete her duties with Elizaveta, plus whatever she needs to see to her own comfort. But her fundamental distaste of most things they do keeps them from really being friends. However, so long as she takes care of his Veta, she is treated in with the same consideration as the other Circus folk. At least, it is always offered.

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The Ringmaster of the Russian Imperial Circus. He is more than merely the ring announcer; Viktor is the manager, trader, treasurer, and all-round fulltilt flamboyant bullshit artist. He is not part of the Bazhooli Sem'ya, but is the most important member of the Circus following the Alexandrov Family. He is also a diehard opportunist; luckily his dealings and underhanded practices are all done to benefit the Circus. In the end, Viktor really cares about his people, and he'd punch a Duke for any one of them.

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Izolde was the only true romantic love that Vladimir experienced. There were other women before and several since, but none were Izolde. They were married fairly young, with her bearing five Little Bazhoolis for him, and raising Elizaveta until her passing. She died eleven years prior, and though he has moved on, Vlad will never forget what they had. The crucifix he now wears once belonged to her.

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Delivered to the Alexandrov Family to keep her safe from assassination attempts, kidnapping, or the Soulless at a very young age, the Grand Duchess was basically raised by Vladimir and Izolde as one of their own. Details would remind that she was indeed not one of their own (one such detail being Sister Sophia Narskin, constantly), but that little trifle didn't keep them from loving the girl as family. After Izolde's death, Elizaveta helped pull him back to his feet, and they are as close as any family could ever be. She took over as The Great Bazhooli's bonded Tatushka/Mamushka partner from Izolde. And she is a morally superior person to the man, no doubt about it.

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Constantin, like most of the people in the Grand Circus, has been there from a young age. There is the familial relationship common to all of the Circus folk between he and Vladimir. They have loyalty to one another. The fact that he's a good friend to Vlad's oldest boy doesn't hurt matters, either.

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Name: Constantin Valenko Kolev
Social Class: Lower Class
Age: 22
Birthday: July-2, 1800
Nationality: Russian Empire
Birth Place: Odessa
Residence: The great Tent City - The Russian Imperial Circus
Gender: Male
Education: N/A
Income Source: Circus Performer
Native Language: Russian

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Height: 1.83m.
Weight: 85kg
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Dark Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Stabs and cut wounds across his torso.
Personal Style: Constantin wears a relatively simple set of clothing most of the time. A simple gray shirt, black trousers and a dark coat, all that completed with a tall boots. Besides those he rarely wears any additional accessories and actually prefers not to.

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Loyal * Vengeful * Careful * Suspicious of others * Passionate * Stubborn

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:

Constantin is a incredibly Stubborn person in almost anything he does. That trait got him through much hardship and despite also sometimes getting him into troubles, it's his way of coping with it. If something proves too hard, he will simply try again and again until it's done. He is loyal to his friends and companions and extremely protective of them.

He's no stranger to vengeance as he's know as a very vengeaful person, who doesn't...can't stand being truly wronged. There's an innate urge to return any malice and ill done to him at least twice over. Towards outsiders of the circus, he's extremely cautious and careful. Considering most of them possible trouble or even danger for his fellow folk.

In his crafts he's passionate, enthusiastic and always performs with smile on his face. His favorite is to dance across the heated embers, be it just to practice or in front of a crowd. He just loves the circus and hopes to be able to spend his entire life in it, form a family and train his children in his crafts.

Habits: Roll a coin between fingers, Bite lips.
Hobbies: Studying, Playing cards, Chess
Fears:

• Deep water
• Being alone
• being underground.

Likes: 6 minimal

• Books
• Sun
• Mist
• Music
• Fire
• Soldiers
• Tea
• Salads
• Card ganes
• Spicy food/peppers

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Rain
• Complete Silence
• Arrogance
• Hawks
• Money
• Weak willed people

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General Skills:

• Language(Bulgarian)- Speak freely
• Language(English) – can sort of speak
• Anastenaria ( Fire-walking )
• Long swords(sabres)
• Dancing
• Firearms
• Stealth
• Cooking
• Acrobat
• Climbing
• Deception
• Seduction(street)

Trained Skills:

• Language - Rusyn
• Tretiy Glaz - An ability that gives a person a sixth sense into the future and know things that will happen before they do. Unpredictable and random, it can occur at any moment without warning.
• Chteniye Dushi - Soul reading, it allows the person to look into the eyes of another and find what strengths and weaknesses lie within them, as well as secrets that they may posses or recent changes to their purity.
• Smert' - A soul casting from one person to a Yagababa to sever her from her mortar
• Tatushka - A Bard like enhancement skill that can be used in conjunction with all other physical called action skills without penalty. It increases both speed and accuracy.
• Brivaldi - Russian Trick Horse Riding, able to perform various called actions while on horse back without being hindered.
• Fal'shbort - This skill is a passive skill that does not call for a Called Action or a roll. (Just remind the GM if you get injured and you have this skill that you have this bonus.) - It gives a bonus to taking blunt force trauma and endurance of extreme conditions.
• Gologramma - This skill is utilized by your "illusionists", a skill that allows a person to Astral project in the physical world. Creating a near perfect replica of themselves that exists somewhere between the astral and physical world but that can been seen as a solid object in both planes. It will perform a base physical action in the physical world (minus speaking) - such as knife throwing, walking, opening a door. You cannot see through it's eyes, or hear what it hears.
• Krasnoye - This is our game equivalent of a healing spell. It heals physical issues only. Such as broken bones, stab wounds, and so forth. Does not heal illnesses such as Consumption or Plague

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing – White shirt, black fitting trousers, dark gray coat, pair of tall leather boots. All simple without much eye catching details.
• Sabre
• Knife
• Wallet – with 9 rubles

Residence:

• Spare simple steel sabre.
• Specially prepared set of clothing for fire-walking. White shirt and black trousers both with red embroidery.
• Bandages
• Razor
• Spare shirt and trousers.
• Н/А

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Family History:

Constantin was born in a family fleeing from the Ottoman empire from what once far in the past was known as the Bulgarian Kingdom. His family fled when his mother who was promised to his father was requested by a ottoman soldier. They were going to come for her on the next day. As such his father simply stole her away and they fled as far noth as they can.

He himself was conceived on the journey and was born around the time when his family reached Odessa. It was a hard life, but his family weren't without their skills and good traits. His mother was a beautiful fair woman who was used to hard work who knew the art of Anastenaria(fire-walking) and his father was a anastenar or fire-walker. Due the way Bulgarian society was during those times, his father before fleeing was a farmer, but he also knew how to ride horses since his family also owned horses. Eventually they managed to wander towards The Russian Imperial Circus. Mostly making an act of anastenaria consisting of dancing across still red embers.

Your personal life:

Constantin grew up in the circus from very young. His first memories are of already being there with his family. He grew up as a member, being trained in number of skills that would be required from a performer, learning the art of fighting and the like. It was by no means an easy childhood. The training was harsh at times, strict beyond measure just to make sure he wouldn't kill or injure himself during the real performances.

Still his stubborn nature saw him through even the worst of times. He stuck with it and mastered his skills one by one until he was done with them. He got also his combat training against soulless. At first without much thought about it, then focusing on it with all his might, realizing the danger as he got older. There were dangers out there and he was going to be ready for them one way or another.

Constantin's time in the circus is always well spent so far. With the fact that there's always something to be done, he's been constantly keeping busy, trying to find a good way to help his fellow companions in this traveling community.

He never thought nor has plans to leave the circus anywhere in the near or not so far future. With the circus now at London for the season, the opportunity for profits and gains are many.

What you want for your life:

Constantine doesn't have many goals currently. There's the usual of one day forming a family, but even more than that, he wishes to learn. Sadly with knowledge being so hard to gain this tasks appears so impossible at times. Besides those two, he just wants to continue to perform on the ember field.

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Character Quote(s):
“ If you really wish to know me, let us dance on the embers.”
“ Do you know why I love to learn? It's because you become better if you do so.”
“ You shouldn't have wronged me, now I will make sure I return the debt twice over.”
Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=BKWtwJ38EjE
Anything Else: Bloody Hraew
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Constantin's relationship with his mother is one of pure family love and respect. He loves her dearly and is ready to defend her with zeal capable to put to shame even the bravest people.

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Constantin and his father while on familiar terms aren't exactly what one would assume to be a father and son. Their relationship is build on mutual respect more than anything. He treated him strictly since childhood to engrave the art of the fire-walking into him.

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Constantin respects The Great Bazhooli incredibly much. As a person who's loyal to death towards the circus who's a family to him, The Great Bazhooli is the one whom he holds in esteem almost like the father of the family.

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Similar to The Great Bazhooli, Constantin holds him in much respect. Probably the most among all people he knows and from a certain degree of view even from his father. If he was to stick with the family terms while The Great Bazhooli is the head of the family. Then The baron was the elder. The one whom all even the head respects and holds dear.

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Constantin and Konstantin's friendship is one that's a fact for a while now. He sees Vladimir's son as close friend and as all his friends, he's ready to provide help without question or wait if the need arises.

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Constantin likes Viktor a lot. The ring master's a friend and cares for everyone and Constantin is still glad to consider himself a friend to that man. Granted he may appear a little weird, but he's not going to exchange his friendship with the man for anything.

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Elizaveta and Constantin have a rather curious form of friendship going on. They share similar skills and spend time interacting, but all the while they still argue a lot. Mostly for dumb reasons, reasons that in the end wasn't enough for a friendship to not be formed. Thus they ended in this curious balance of friendship and arguing about who's more stubborn than who.

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Name:Francesca Warwick
Social Class: Lower Class
Age: 27
Birthday: April 20, 1792 (Starting day of the RP is March 21st, 1823)
Nationality: Cuban/British
Birth Place: West Indies
Residence: The Glimmeric, London, England
Gender: Female
Education: Tutored. Reading, Writing, Arithmetic.
Income Source:
- Investments, Brothel Madame.
Native Language: English, Spanish

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Height: 5'7
Weight: 127 lbs
Build: Fit, Curvy
Eyes: Dark Brown, Piercing
Hair: Dark Brown, wavy, waist length
Skin Tone: Tan/Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Blotched burned scar in a shape of an "L" on her left shoulder blade. A few scars and gashes on her arms and abdomen.
Personal Style: Frances, more or less, has a preference for finery, dark colors and velvet silks. As a brothel madam, she is accustomed to dress herself ‘gallantly’, befitting her profession. From jewelries, dresses and corsets, otherwise she dresses up quite sensibly. She will don over a hooded cape when she's out for a morning stroll or if she means to hide her weapons underneath.

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Tough-minded * Cynical * Opportunistic * Acquisitive * Protective * Unforgiving

Sexuality: Shamelessly Bi.
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:



Habits:
- Unawarely nipping her thumb when deep in thought

Hobbies:
- Playing cards/ Gambling
- Taking an early morning stroll
- Collecting seashells

Fears:

• Losing everything she had worked for.
• Harm upon her girls, her only family.
• Succumbing to madness.

Likes:

• Perfumes
• Shiny things (gems, jewelries and the like)
• Moments of peace and quiet
• Arithmetics
• Wine
• Sunrise.
• Nature

Dislikes:

• Abusive authority
• Men who think they control/ are above everything
• Injustice
• Soulless
• Pressured into conformity
• False hopes. Being lied to.

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General Skills:

• Country Knowledge(England)
• City Knowledge (London)
• Court Etiquette
• Ballroom Dancing
• Reading
• Language (Spanish)
• Deception
• Seduction (street)
• Leadership
• Disguise
• Bribing
• Pistol

Trained Skills:

• Musa - Local language of the West Indies; a mixing of African and Caribbean languages that has sprung up by the locals over the last three hundred years.
• Chane - Ability to create a Pentaone Box and utilize it
• Busarah - Skill required to create an item that can be used to damage an intended target at any distance by inflicting damage to said item. Item must contain something personal of the intended target
• Amani - South American Martial Art that refocuses damage taken and redirects it towards in the form of strikes towards the opponent; original damage is still taken but adds to the next strike towards one opponent
• Taabu - Ritual technique used to draw back a soul after it has been separated from the body by fear
• Nyo - Art of the Shadow, the use of darkness and stealth to move unnoticed

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Leather bodice over velvet colored sleeves, rolled up to her forearms, velvet petticoat skirt and dark brown bustles. Knee high, heeled leather boots, dangling earrings, a jeweled ring, woven bracelets and a garnet pendant. When it's cold, she'll wear a hooded cape (which she has a variety of from furs to silks).
• Sheathed Dual daggers on her left-side hip
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• Holstered pistol on her right
• Hand bag containing coins, parchments.
• A tiny glass bottle of rosy perfume
• Handkerchief. Rosy smell.
• Peppermint leaves.
• 12 more rounds of spare bullets.

Residence:

• A wardrobe of clothing, dresses, shoes, jewelries etc
• Assorted materials for skills related crafting; baskets of herbs, dried bones etc.
• Office table; over it is an abacus, rolled papers/ scrolls neatly kept in a woven basket.
• A small weapons rack containing knives, hooks.
• A bookshelf, manuals during her training years
• Ornate, wooden vanity, with a bunch of womanly essentials.
• Spare pistol
• About 40 rounds of bullets
• An old wooden rosary, kept in a small case in a drawer under her neatly folded clothes.
• A torture chamber hidden behind the bookcase.
• Messenger bird; A crow named Bavmorda.

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Family History:


Your personal life:

Frances was four years old when she vividly witnessed her mother's death. Richard pushed her mother down to kneel in front of the then child Francesca, to make her watch every detail of what was to happen. Behind her mother's pleading sobs to look away, without even letting her draw a last breath she was shot from behind the head. Sadly, that mangled image of her mother was the only memory she had of her.

Her life really began when the Warwick's took her in. Her mother was a loyal slave to the Warwicks until she conspired to escape together with a handful of others. After they were caught, they were shot one by one, a way to put the others in place, as how Richard would put it. Richard couldn't care less about the young Frances, but his wife wished to adopt the child and so they did.

For the rest of her life she lived in privilege, and like any normal girl in a wealthy white family, she was well provided, groomed, tutored and disciplined. Though the Warwicks were never known for their genuine kindness. Whilst living under the Warwicks she was mainly a servant first, and a daughter second. Frances was relatively close to some of the slaves, though most of them thought of steering clear from her direction to avoid trouble. One of them, a once close friend of her late mother, was a practitioner of the West Indian arts. The young Frances was instantly fascinated, and after a few meetings she asked to be mentored. In the morning she would attend to her duties and as dawn came she would sneak out of her bedroom window and out to the woods where the slaves would gather for training, a routine she would follow for the next several years.

Years later things took a turn for the worst for the Warwicks. While Richard faced bankruptcy, the servants saw it an opportunity and revolted against their master. Avoiding all that sordid mess, they left Cuba and sailed back to London. The next two years took a toll on Richard well being, and sooner he became unstable and more violent than he ever was. After an intense argument, that is when he grabbed Frances by the neck and strangled her in a fit of rage. In the midst of the struggle Frances grab hold of the kitchen knife to defend herself and stabbed him repeatedly, not being able to stop till his blood flooded the lacquered floor. When his wife walked in to his husband's lifeless body and Frances in horror, with a knife at hand, she did not give a single blink of reaction. She simply looked down on her dead husband in her usual elegant, uncaring demeanor, "Good riddance" was all she muttered. Later that night they wrapped his body in a potato sack and buried him under the rose garden.

Selma passed a year later. Frances was left out of the will, the fortune was instead given to a cousin living in the colonies. Being left with nothing but the clothes behind her back, she had to fend for herself. Even though she had a degree of educational background not everybody was comfortable in hiring a woman, let a lone a colored one. There was no other place for a woman like her to find a decent paying job, and that's why the moment she showed her face at The Glimmeric she was instantly hired. The place was a cesspit of sin, immoralities and opium, and a then innocent Frances thought she had seen and experienced the worst. There were countless times she had wished to leave that place, but where else could she go?

The old madame, Helga was a wicked woman. She wouldn't care how her girls were treated, and badly they were, as long as the money kept flowing her way. Frances drew the line when one of the girls, a friend of her was viciously beaten to death by an unsatisfied customer, a spoiled nobleman brat who could get away with anything. He was a regular at The Glimmeric, and all the girls could agree he was vile and abusive. Helga was payed for the loss the same night, without so much as care for the poor dead girl. Frances wanted justice, and the next evening she gathered with a few girls for an elaborate revenge plan. Long story short, the girls rounded up the lone man who killed their friend, beat him half dead in the alley and later that night poisoned the Madame's tea that gave her a near fatal stroke. Nobody suspected a thing, or maybe none could've cared. Or the constable under investigation bribed much too handsomely.

Being someone who is educated, and backed up by the voting majority, Frances took over the Brothel. She did so with respect for the girls and their personal welfare. Rules had been set up, customer screenings were done regularly and instilling proper hygiene and health care for the girls. They learn to survive, stick together as they work better as a collective more than ever. Though it is true that prostitution is greatly stigmatized by the society, Frances sees to it that one day women will be treated equally and earn a great value of respect. Having a place where they can rule, control and be who they want to be is a better start than any.

What you want for your life:
Frances is an idealist at heart despite being a cynic, she still likes to believe that there is still some good in this world. She dreams of a world where people would throw away the normative and immuring ideas of women in her time. She wanted to see an age of an unbiased society to women though she herself knows they still have a long way to go in having that dream become a reality. Taking one step at a time however, she currently plans on building boarding houses for troubled young women, providing shelter and a safe haven for them.

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Character Quote(s):
" The world may never see it's true virtue, if they continue to put us in shackles."
" Do not let fear hold you from enjoying the moment."
" Honestly, I don't have much use for men the likes of you."
" Ay Dios mío."
Theme Song:



Anything Else: - Cargast
- Doris the alcoholic momma bear
- The Warwicks are a catholic household. You could say Frances is once (but at times, is) catholic.

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}