[OOC] The Night Watch 1913

[Dolerman]

@Nymph Yep! All looks good, post the character sheet in the Character tab.

[Dolerman]

@LunarValkyria Here is the OOC with the details on the first post

@Pseudo Stygian I see you lurking there, still got room :)

[LordofthePies]

Am I free to scoot my character over to the other tab?

[Pseudo Stygian]

Haha, don't mind me, I'm just browsing around. The setting seems interesting, but I'm not really familiar with it, so I don't think I'll be a good fit here. Good luck with the roleplay, though!

[TwelveOf8]

@TwelveOf8 are you still interested in this?

@Dynamo Frokane

I am, I'm just going to submit my character sheet last.

[Dolerman]

Am I free to scoot my character over to the other tab?

@LordofthePies

Well I think you have to finish him first, seems like a work in progress.

[LordofthePies]

Oh I forgot I was going to edit it xD

There we go. It should be at least a little better now.

[Dolerman]

@LordofthePies seems fine, but to keep in step with the other CS can you space out your lines and paragraphs more clearly and also use capitals and bold for each of the sections?

[LordofthePies]

That better?

[Stitches]

@Dynamo Frokane I was wondering about religion in this RP, are there any large churches? Could you give me some information about it? I'm toying with the idea of a religious character.

Scrapping this, managed to lay down the base of my CS and currently working on finishing it up. Any idea when the IC is coming out?

Edit edit: My CS is complete, just waiting on a friend to finalise his and we'll be good to go.

[Dolerman]

@Stitches well post your CS here and let me give it a look over, I may need adjustments made before you start

[Stitches]

Oh, naturally, I'm sure there will be adjustments - but please don't leave everyone waiting on me for their IC posts. My CS is pretty much done and anything that needs fixing can be done long before we reach a point where introductions are no longer feasible.

[LunarValkyria]

Straya Valenti

Name: Straya Valenti

Age: 25

Height: 5ft

Weight: 115lbs

Melee Weapon:
Her long sword is her primary weapon and was once her fathers before his death. She keeps it razor sharp, since she has a tendency to sharpen it when she’s bored.


Firearm/Ranged Weapon:
A hand crossbow which she uses to either kill weaker varieties of demons from long range or to slow down the faster varieties.


Other Equipment:
A small dagger (essentially a utility knife).
A sharpening stone.
A compass.
A map.
A set of Yes-No stones.

Hunting Specialty: Demons

Bio: Straya grew up with her father in a lonely cabin in the middle of a forest. Her mother had died in childbirth, so it was just the two of them. Living so far from any sense of civilization had helped her to grow up fast, learning how to hunt, scavenge and fight, just like her father.
Shortly after her fifteenth birthday, she had gone on a three-day hunting trip; only to return to her father’s rotting, shredded corpse. Consumed by grief she wrapped what was left of his body in a sheet and followed the tracks of what had killed her father. Several miles from their cabin she came across a cave, one that held a group of demons. Letting out a fierce battle cry, she rushed them, her father’s longsword raised over her head.
Straya slaughtered the demons that had murdered her father, but vowed to rid the world of all demon-kind. She only returned to the cabin to retrieve a handful of supplies before setting the small structure ablaze and leaving it behind.
Since then, Straya has hunted down any demon that she catches wind of. Her hatred of demons is also the only reason she is a part of The Night Watch.
Straya is a very cold and serious person, and is hard to get close to. However, she is an incredibly loyal person and determined in all the she endeavors to do.

Gemstone: Bloodstone

Sorry for taking so long, I was having some issues deciding on the bio for my character.
Hope this works. If there's any issues with it, please let me know so I can fix them.

[Dolerman]

@LunarValkyria this is very good, youre approved.

[Stitches]

I'm sorry but I'm not going to post up a CS until there's an IC, since I'm worried older characters might be losing interest which will cause the RP to die out.

[Dolerman]

Drawing

- Zeldat's Deviant Art
http://zeldat.deviantart.com/art/Young-man-sketch-from-life-258105135

Name
Light Savath

Age
20

Height
6'3"

Height
203 lbs (92 kg)

Melee Weapon
Hunting Knife (Browning 1886 edition)

Firearm/Ranged Weapon
1886 Winchester Rifle

Other Equipment
First Aid Kit
Tackle Box full of animal bones
Magic book he took from a witch
Duffel Bag
'Luck' Charm

Hunting Specialty
Witches.

Bio
Light's dad was an alcoholic and his mother had been taken by cancer. Unfit to raise a child, his father sent him to his uncle's house when he was just 15. His father had been a mean drunk, hitting the boy when he was still in his custody. Due to his father's actions, he has developed a mistrust of people, especially those who he considers close. Anyone can, and will, hurt you. Light's uncle was a witch hunter and taught him everything he knew. He was taken on his first hunt a few years after he was brought to his uncle. It was only one witch, but she was powerful. The mission was set towards failure, his uncle was incapacitated and he had a broken leg. It only went in the right direction when he touched one of the witches charms, the incisor of an abomination. Light threw it at the witch, catching her off guard. The witch caught the object, but she tripped over his uncle and fell onto the incisor, which stabbed her in the chest, killing her. It seemed like some odd twist of fate, so he has kept the incisor with him in case it were to happen again.

Gemstone
Bixbyite

@LordofthePies

much better, approved

@frapet@Nymph@Bazmund I think we are about ready to go, I'll have an IC post up shortly, none of your characters have met yet, but you are heading to the same destination (the tomb of St Naveroth) just outside the main town on a highwayman's path.

[Dolerman]

The first IC is intentionally light on details, I want just establish the pace and tone with the intros first before any major plot points or background info comes up.

[DinoNuts]

Victor Strade

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C.S.

Name: Victor Strade

Age: 40

Height: 5”7

Weight: 210

Melee Weapon: Short Sword - A simple steel short sword, used primarily for close combat. The hilt is meticulously woven with purple leather and it sits in an ornate hilt on Victor’s belt. It is regularly kept sharp.

Firearm/Ranged Weapon: Flintlock Pistol x2 - Two standard, powder loaded flintlocks. Victor carries his gunpowder in tiny vials to prevent any moisture from dampening the powder - all he has to do is pour one bottle into his pistol to reload instead of measuring out the correct amount.

Other Equipment: One use trinkets to ward himself from harmful spells and fend off curses. As Victor is inept cast any form of magic, he’s had to rely on wards specifically purchased and formed beforehand to help him ease dealing with magical encounters.
A journal, inkpot and quill. No matter who’s paying, Victor makes sure to have the contract signed on paper.
A secure vial of poison (with its antidote). As Victor is only a mere human, he often has to rely on poisons and toxins to ease combatting the mystical. Whether to tamper with one’s drink, or to coat his blade with, Victor always keeps a vial on him.

Hunting Specialty: Acolytes

Bio:
Victor Strade, privileged enough to be born into a middle class family, grew up in St. Alves Republic. As the son to a mid-ranking politician, Victor’s time growing up was relatively simple. Having had the chance of formal education along with any of his childish desires, life was easy to say the least.

As Victor approached his 12th birthday his father had slowly began guiding Victor’s attention to the monstrous and mystical. He latched onto the information he was given, and soon enough he had taken up training to hunting the foul. His father remained surprisingly supportive of Victor, something that he only wondered about when he had time to focus on anything but practice.

Years passed; field work alongside mentors and professional hunters came and went until Victor was officially eligible to take contracts and tasks up on his own. Victor was suddenly approached by his father regarding targets that seemed all too convenient for his old man’s sake to have vanish. Oblivious and nothing but eager to begin his first official hunts he followed along, only to find out that the people his father had tasked him with were actually competitors in the political scene who meddled with dark forces in secrecy to further their own goals. Victor had carried the kills out and confronted his father; both decided it best for them to seperate ways. They grew distant, and eventually out of touch. Years passed, and Victor continued to dedicate his life to hunting the wicked and devious. His targets were primarily acolytes - people that seemed like any other on the outside, but dark and grueling on the inside.

Without the surveillance of his father, Victor reverted to his usual ways. He used his occupation as a hunter to gain a reputation and the reward money to become one of the upper-middle class socialites of St Alves. Soon, his job was offset by partying and prostitutes. He found himself entrenched in the subtleties of blackmail and gossip - anyone who was rich and famous enough would inevitably find themselves elbowing with all the other high-culture personalities of the city. Luckily for Victor, the fact he specialised in hunting down acolytes near the area meant he knew whose uncle practiced necromancy for 3 months in the wine cellar, or which manager was busy performing blood rites to try and coerce his employees into working for lower wages.

After a particularly rough day at work, Victor realised he was being followed by a grubby little urchin. Abigail Harlow. A girl that, at first, was nothing more than a set of eyes and ears that people would rather ignore than show sympathy towards. Victor saw the opportunity; with this girl under his charge, he could continue to dig up dirt and find leads for future missions with more time to indulge himself in the city. It was surprising that someone who Victor saw as nothing more than bait turned into a valuable asset, and eventually well looked-after friend. As the girl carried out task after task to allow Victor to succeed in his hunts, he realised her desire to be more useful than just a face in a crowd. His age and experience allowing him to begin mentoring her as soon as it was fit.

Gemstone:Yellow tourmaline

[Stitches]

Abigail Harlow

Name: Abigail Harlow
Age: 28
Height: 5’2”
Weight:116lbs

Melee Weapon: The Cookie Cutter: A spring loaded, hand-mounted buzzsaw. When switched off, the blade retreats into the disc. The wrist-guard and blade can be pulled back a little at the flick of a switch, allowing Abigail to use both of her hands. Gripping onto the handle snaps the wrist-guard back into place and reveals the blade, and a small button on the side of the handle switches the machine on. Over time, Abigail has learnt how to disassemble and repair the machinery (and even if she forgets some parts, she’s written it all down in her journal). It’s taken her a significant amount of time to master, but she’s most proficient with this type of weapon. For practicality, Abigail wears a metal bracer on her other arm to even out the weight and work as an impromptu shield against incoming blows - if she’s fast enough.

Firearm/Ranged Weapon: Most of the money went into the Cookie Cutter, leaving Abigail with a bandolier of throwing knives. They’re flimsy and need to be hurled with some force to do some actual damage, but Abigail appreciates the fact that she’s always got several sharp objects on her person in case the Cookie Cutter decides to give up mid-battle. The handles have a hole in them for tying things to the handle.

Other Equipment: Serrated Hunting Knife, Bloodied First Aid Kit, Climbing Spikes, Box of Matchsticks, Cheese Wire, Paper Bag of Sweets, Morphine Syringes, Small Journal, Grappling Hook, Quiver of Crossbow Bolts, Courier/Letter satchel.

Hunting Specialty: Abominations - the bigger, the better.

Bio:

Abigail started off as Victor Strade’s personal courier - at least, that was the official term. Her skillset was a bit more varied from eavesdropper to blackmailer, a hoarder of information on various small politicians and a few mildly famous faces around St. Alves Republic. Her paycheck wasn’t too substantial but she stuck around with Victor for her own reasons. It also helped that Victor supplemented her paycheck with various gifts and commodities, from new shoes to a decent meal. In return, Abigail did the things that a man of class could not feasibly do; she knew the streets and alleyways of St. Alves like the back of her hand, and her short, bony physique helped her worm into all sorts of crawlspaces or climb rickety gutters without breaking the pipes.

When Victor started his training to become a hunter like his father, it seemed only natural that he taught Abgail too - if only to have a sparring partner that he could easily win against. It took Abigail several years to reach the hunters’ standards, and it was no easy task juggling a brutal training regime and her ‘official’ occupation on the streets. She suffered from bouts of sickness, exhaustion and multiple failed missions from her employer. During their first few missions together Abigail was more of a burden than an asset, and Victor finally decided to spend some of his own money to equip Abigail with some decent armour and weaponry. One of the most expensive items from this little shopping spree was the buzzsaw that Abigail rather affectionately nicknamed the Cookie Cutter.

All of a sudden, Abigail’s capabilities skyrocketed. With gear to match her fighting style she held her own against the monsters she faced. With each success Abigail refined her technique and the once-debilitating training regimes became significantly easier to manage alongside her work. Interestingly enough, the runt of a woman had a particularly gruesome method of dismembering the abominations that she fought against when Victor hunted the hidden acolytes in and around the St Alves area. Word spread of their efficiency, and Abigail used the beginnings of their reputation to dabble in her own missions from time to time. More often than not, she can be seen lurking in Victor’s shadow - Letter satchel in one hand, buzzsaw in the other.

Gemstone: Iridescent Hematite

[Dolerman]

@DinoNuts@Stitches very good, you are both approved