The problem is that the Fire Dancers were supposed to be a gang made up by Hunters, and not only haven't the church tried using false Paleblood on existing Hunters (and have in fact only just begun their first trial run with human subjects), I also sincerely doubt that such a thing would even work. The very reason people with Paleblood come to Yharnam is to be cured of Paleblood, and indeed becoming a Hunter in all observed cases seems to cure the disease, leaving only whatever other alterations the Paleblood made to the Hunter before being purged. Hunters are immensely resilient and barely affected even by otherwise fatal maladies, as seen with Ashen Blood, the plague that most likely resulted in the eventual loss of the entirety of Old Yharnam, but which only weakens a Hunter's regenerative abilities for a matter of seconds before being naturally purged. As a matter of fact, in the entirety of Bloodborne, the only thing the Hunter-blood couldn't cure was the degenerative condition afflicting Gascoigne. It stands to reason, then, that a Hunter would most likely purge false Paleblood immediately after contracting it, and it is anybody's guess - including the Healing Church - whether it would remain in their system for long enough to qualify as false Paleblood Hunters.

One way to solve this could be to expand the membership pool of the Fire Dancers to include Yharnamites in addition to Hunters. Yharnamites are proven to be lesser than Hunters in a lot of ways in the game and lore, most importantly in this context in that they are not as resilient. It is theorized that Ashen Blood was spread by the Healing Church during its early days as a means to incentivize the inhabitants to receive blood ministration, since the antidote alone was not enough to cure it, and Yharnamites have generally received blood ministration in order to be healed or cured of something, so Yharnamites are probably more resistant to illness than normal humans. They are, however, provably more susceptible than Hunters. The beast patients that can be found throughout Old Yharnam, which were all almost certainly Yharnamites before becoming so, remain afflicted with Ashen Blood even long after receiving blood ministration. More interesting yet is the fact that Gilbert - the very first NPC encountered by the player in the game - is ill and grows progressively worse over the course of the game, until he is eventually claimed by the scourge of beasts and breaks out of his house to be slain by the player. This tells us that Gilbert was definitely a Yharnamite (he turned into a beast and immediately recognizes the player as a Hunter), but that he also suffers from something beyond normal blood ministration (he makes reference that "what inflicted [him] was incurable"). We further never hear about Paleblood Yharnamites - the only ones to reference the Hunter's Dream are other Hunters - so it is probably not a stretch that the blood ministration applied to Yharnamites is insufficient to cure Paleblood.

Finally, the game never makes reference that it is possible for a Yharnamite to become a Hunter - to have the treatment going from human to Yharnamite overwritten by treatment to become a Hunter - but it doesn't state that it's impossible either. So one might assume that it would be possible to inflict a Yharnamite with false Paleblood and then give them treatment to turn them into a Hunter, resulting in a false Paleblood Hunter.

Race: False Paleblood Hunter
Age: 25-ish.





Skills: Marcus is a good shot and experienced fighter. His throwing arm is good, which helps when he needs to use Molotov Coctails.

Abilities: Marcus is agile and enduring. His strength is moderate and his vitality allows him to go on against moderate wounds, but he prefers dodging the assailant's slashes.

Name: Victor
Race: Hunter
Faction: White Healing Church
Age: Mid-forties
Appearance: A large and and heavily scarred man, Victor has long facial hair arranged into three 15 cm (6”) braids – one braid for either side of his mustache and one for the hair on his chin – but wears the hair on his head short and smoothed backwards so that it is easily hidden by the hood of his uniform. His hair is chestnut brown and his eyes are dark blue, though the color can be hard to determine due to his eyes being quite deep-set, casting them in shade from his brow most of the time. He has a broad, forward-jutting jaw and shallow cheekbones, both of which, along with his forehead and cheeks, are bear scars from old cuts and burns.
Height: 1.9 meters (6' 3”)
Weight: 102 kg (225 lb)
Clothes: Wears the garb of the white church. A 7.6 centimeter (3 inches) hole has been cut through the front and back of the garb, each hole surrounded by a large, dark bloodstain. The right shoulder has a long, blood-soaked tear.
Hunter gear: Wields a Ludwig's Holy Blade and a Hunter's blunderbuss, and used to carry a hand lantern on his person. The lantern has since been destroyed.
Currently has four blood vial and thirteen quicksilver bullets.
Biography: Victor was originally a mercenary from the lands east of Yharnam, running with a band of generally unremarkable professional soldiers doing whatever jobs the various wealthy patrons in the lands would pay them for. This mostly included reinforcing native forces, hunting highwaymen and occasionally robbing transports, all for reasons that probably mattered to their employers, but which Victor and the band did not care about beyond the fact that they were being rewarded.
Out of all of the band Victor was neither the strongest, smartest or the most skilled at fighting, but he stood out nonetheless and had a minor reputation as a suicidal brute and a mean drunk. Wearing the ancestral armor of his family – a full suit of plate armor – Victor made a habit of charging headlong into combat, disregarding danger and defense in favor for a fully offensive fighting style, heavily reliant on raw strength that let him cleave through opponents with his longsword. Though most people, his own band included, regarded him as a crazy fool, most were reluctantly in awe at his sheer ability to withstand pain and ignoring wounds, as he had emerged from battle many times with broken bones and serious lacerations, yet he never seemed to let his injuries slow him down until after the fighting was done.

Though Victor was happy enough to continue his life like this, simply earning enough to keep himself looking what he thought was “sophisticated” and to keep a steady supply of drinkable spirits, things changed about six months after the Night of the Blood Moon. With the destruction wrought in Yharnam, its diminished population and badly weakened ability to deal with its native plagues, surrounding lands started suffering from beasts spreading from the city of blood, and the native lords were having great difficulty dealing with this threat on their own. Word got out that one lord in particular was offering an impressive amount of money for the head of a certain scourge beast, and the leader of Victor's band was quick to chase this bounty.
But though most of the mercenaries were battle-hardened and confident in their ability to deal with “one measly beast”, it turned out that they all severely underestimated their quarry. Finding the scourge beast proved simple enough, but it soon became apparent just how dangerous such a monster was to ordinary humans. Half of the band, including their leader, was killed in an initial assault on the beast, and Victor discovered just how little armor mattered to the ferocity of such a creature. Victor ended up badly wounded, with major damage to his spine, and had to be dragged from the battlefield by his comrades.
The band decided to pursue the beast despite their initial failure, however, citing that they had the advantage now, while it was wounded, proving their ignorance of the immense regenerative powers of beasts. They chased the lupine creature close to Yharnam itself, where they found that the lands were crawling with monsters the like of which they had never seen before. Nearly the entire band was killed just trying to escape the wilderness surrounding Yharnam with their lives intact, eventually landing them in Yharnam itself.
Here they were approached by the Healing Church, which offered to heal their wounds with miraculous blood healing. All of the survivors gladly paid to recover from their injuries, becoming proper Yharnamites, but Victor was far too gone to be saved with regular blood healing. His wounds had gotten infected, and even if the healing cured this, the damage to his spine meant that he would never walk again.
The church offered Victor a different treatment: one that would mend all of the damage done to him... and all it would cost him was service to the church. So naturally he agreed.

Now a Hunter, Victor continues to fight recklessly and aggressively, while also finding great pleasure in the implied elegance of the White Healing Church. He remains mostly unremarkable, even as a Hunter, though it has been noted that he possesses higher capacity for regeneration than most. Any favor he could gain through this innate ability has been lost, however, as his proclivity for alcohol has now turned to blood, and he has been disciplined several times for overindulgence.

Race: False Paleblood Hunter
Age: 25-ish.





Skills: Marcus is a good shot and experienced fighter due to background in gang life. His throwing arm is good, which helps when he needs to use Molotov Coctails.

Abilities: Marcus is agile and enduring enough to have successfully ran away from hunters a few times. His strength is moderate and his vitality allows him to go on against moderate wounds, but he prefers dodging the assailant's slashes.

Race: False Paleblood Hunter
Age: 25-ish.





Skills: Marcus is a good shot and experienced fighter. His throwing arm is good, which helps when he needs to use Molotov coctails.

Abilities: Marcus is agile and enduring. His strength is moderate and his vitality allows him to go on against moderate wounds, but he prefers dodging the assailant's slashes.

Equipment: Pouch of gunpowder, pouch of pellets. Rifle with leather strap to carry it around. A sword held underneath his belt.