||Name|| Sonticus I. Mártyras (aka Sonny) ||Age|| 30 ||Race|| Human (Prophet) | Irish & Puerto Rican ||Magic|| The Gifts of Tongues, Prophecy, and circumstantial others (CO = whatever the GM deems necessary). ------------------------- ||Appearance of Mortal|| [hair color] Black-brown [eye color] Green [height] 5'9” [body build] Stout. [weight] 195 lbs ------------------------- ||Personality & History|| It wasn't until he witnessed the death of someone who seemed to be an angel that Sonny began to realize the weight, depth, and irony layered into his name. They died unexpectedly. He had been to a super market that day, and when the moment struck he thought he saw and aura crowned on the head of his hero, though it was just a rush job. His brain was trying to keep up with that flashed moment. The light hit their head in what felt like a divined alignment of the ceiling light and an obtuse angle on his dirty glasses. Signs and wonders, as the saying goes...his teacher's saying which was something like, "Signs and wonders, some are holy and some are unholy; both advance God's agenda for us." It was often paired by the trialed assumption, "Demons who possess us ultimately lead us to our sanctification. All the saints contended with them --- Padre Pio was noted to have physical wrestling matches with demons during the period in which his colleagues and parish members doubted his battles. Another Saint, Thomas Aquinas, was noted to contend with the intellectual side of the battle to reinforce the followers and fathers who held intellectualized waning of faith. There were the hot-stuff priests like Robert Baron who proposed ALL people can and will be saved, but, it was also the hot-stuff priests with their charisma and other means of social magnetism who unintentionally held to those beliefs in ways which seemingly let in Lucifer's legion. A corrupted exorcist was not unknown in these cellphone times. With just the right angle, any proposal from a priest and a saint could look like anything a person wanted it to be. Perhaps Sonny just wanted to see what he saw as he fell to the side of the chips aisle at the supermarket. Perception can always be a rush job. We humans tend to make up our mind fast before there's an opportunity to skim what we see from fatty fallacies. Sonny, just like the saints and the prophets, and, any believer --- even the pope himself --- struggled with this human nature thing. The person who died wasn't even armed. They just went out of the way to take the plunge for a knife instead of Sonny. The cutter was twisted in the face by their expression. They also seemed panicked. There was something very off about them. "Kill the Witness," was what she kept saying to herself when it all went down. Sonny had a bad feeling about the store before going in, but, he chalked it all up to a divine coincidence. It was New York anyways. Anything and everything goes in the city. This could have happened on the subway. Before a lot of too-good-to-be-true events happened back-to-back, like the supermarket attack, he was a pretty quiet man who largely kept to himself. Now, he's always on edge and has become more extroverted. ------------------------- ||Current Alignment|| True Neutral (subject to change as the story unfolds) ||Miscellaneous|| Sonny is a construction worker in the Telecom Field (fiber optics telecom). He's a lineman's apprentice. Sonny's pronouns are he/him/his.