LukasVolkov

Fate/Counter Force

Maria Mercedes de la Cruz

Name: Maria Mercedes de la Cruz

Age: 42

Appearance:

Maria holds herself like your typical Sister Nun of the Faith: rigid posture, joyless frown, piercing, judging gaze that makes grown men piss themselves. She is never without the thick robes of a Nun, her silver rosary hanging around her neck. Little does anyone know the heavy leather bracers hidden under the sleeves of her habit that show when she raises her arms. Maria is a tall woman, nearly six feet tall. Her hair is dark brown with streaks of grey running through it and her eyes are hazel. Maria is a plain looking woman with few memorable qualities save for her height.

History:

Maria arrived on the steps of a convent in the heart of Mexico, desperate, hungry, broken when she was barely eighteen years old. She only wanted a clean bed and warm meal. Maria stay for a few days before deciding to move on but before she could leave the Head Sister stopped her and offered her a real home. Maria accepted, swayed by the teachings she could hear through the thin walls, and the logic she had nothing better waiting for her. Maria had much to learn as she was a true “Woman of the World” as her sisters put it. She was a stubborn, petulant girl, bucking the system more than once. In time she may not have fallen into line she did exhibit and pass on the Lord’s teachings. She became utterly devoted to the Catholic faith, to God for saving her life as well as her soul. Maria was sent to study under the Eighth Sacrament under the recommendation of the very Head Sister that had welcomed he into the fold.

Maria soon developed a gift for the kind of work and was soon accepted into the Burial Agency after she had a runin with a demon, and proceeded to kick its ass. Maria had a tenacity rare among her sisters, while she relies on God to guide her she believes it is the duty of the faithful to make the decision to move at all. She developed a reputation for having controversial ideals soon enough, the loudest of her beliefs being that anyone can be saved, no matter the life they have led. While she’ll kick the ass of any demon who crosses her path, she won’t give up on a human with an intact soul, be they flesh and blood, or spirit given a physical body. Maria, despite her status as excommunicato, still considers herself a Sister of the Faith. Upon hearing of the gathering of vampires in southern France from her old friends and allies within the Church, she will make her way to help join the fight for the living and to drive back the dead, and perhaps save the damned.

Abilities:

Edicts of Binding: Series of sealing and magical binding spells meant to immobilize beasts, demons, pretty much anything nonhuman. Learned from her years with the Eighth Sacrament. She has perfected these spell to the point they resemble chains made of holy silver.

Prayers of Healing and Protection: A skill born from a pious spirit’s belief in God rather than training and acts as healing or shield magecraft would. With a prayer Maria can ask for one to be healed or protected. She can erect mid level barriers and heal broken bones and most any wound not fatal.

Spearhead Longinus: Piercing spells based off the spear that stabbed Jesus, Maria conjures blessed lances of light in hand and wields them like daggers. She can shoot them like arrows. However they are fragile like glass and are only effective against an unaware opponent.

Shroud of Rafael Guizar Valencia: A Conceptual Weapon that manifests itself as the ability to disguise the wielder from magical and sensory detection. Woven into the underside of Maria’s habit, this Holy Shroud is her greatest weapon and works akin to an Assassin Servant’s Presence Concealment skill at a C Rank when active. The difference being anyone under Maria’s protection are concealed as well. True faithful to God are not fooled by the Shroud but demons and humans lacking any faith in God cannot sense Maria easily. This can drain Maria’s mana reserves like crazy if she isn’t careful.

Stats:

Magic Circuits: C
Mana: D
Athleticism: A+

Other Info:

Maria loves wrestling. She even knows a few moves herself.

Despite her whole facade as a classic scare the crap out of you nun, Maria is a spitfire and a half, opinionated as hell and constantly muttering her mother tongue.

Born in Albuquerque, New Mexico of all places

Fate/Counter Force

@IceHeart

And done! Let me know if you need anything else done. Now by spruce it up do you mean more info?

Fate/Counter Force

Maria Mercedes de la Cruz

Name: Maria Mercedes de la Cruz

Age: 42

Appearance:

Maria holds herself like your typical Sister Nun of the Faith: rigid posture, joyless frown, piercing, judging gaze that makes grown men piss themselves. She is never without the thick robes of a Nun, her silver rosary hanging around her neck. Little does anyone know the heavy leather bracers hidden under the sleeves of her habit that show when she raises her arms. Maria is a tall woman, nearly six feet tall. Her hair is dark brown with streaks of grey running through it and her eyes are hazel. Maria is a plain looking woman with few memorable qualities save for her height.

History:

Maria arrived on the steps of a convent in the heart of Mexico, desperate, hungry, broken when she was barely eighteen years old. She only wanted a clean bed and warm meal. Maria stay for a few days before deciding to move on but before she could leave the Head Sister stopped her and offered her a real home. Maria accepted, swayed by the teachings she could hear through the thin walls, and the logic she had nothing better waiting for her. Maria had much to learn as she was a true “Woman of the World” as her sisters put it. She was a stubborn, petulant girl, bucking the system more than once. In time she may not have fallen into line she did exhibit and pass on the Lord’s teachings. She became utterly devoted to the Catholic faith, to God for saving her life as well as her soul. Maria was sent to study under the Eighth Sacrament under the recommendation of the very Head Sister that had welcomed he into the fold.

Maria soon developed a gift for the kind of work and was soon accepted into the Burial Agency after she had a runin with a demon, and proceeded to kick its ass. Maria had a tenacity rare among her sisters, while she relies on God to guide her she believes it is the duty of the faithful to make the decision to move at all. She developed a reputation for having controversial ideals soon enough, the loudest of her beliefs being that anyone can be saved, no matter the life they have led. While she’ll kick the ass of any demon who crosses her path, she won’t give up on a human with an intact soul, be they flesh and blood, or spirit given a physical body. Maria, despite her status as excommunicato, still considers herself a Sister of the Faith. Upon hearing of the gathering of vampires in southern France from her old friends and allies within the Church, she will make her way to help join the fight for the living and to drive back the dead, and perhaps save the damned.

Abilities:

Edicts of Binding: Series of sealing and magical binding spells meant to immobilize beasts, demons, pretty much anything nonhuman. Learned from her years with the Eighth Sacrament. She has perfected these spell to the point they resemble chains made of holy silver.

Prayers of Healing and Protection: A skill born from a pious spirit’s belief in God rather than training and acts as healing or shield magecraft would. With a prayer Maria can ask for one to be healed or protected. She can erect mid level barriers and heal broken bones and most any wound not fatal.

Spearhead Longinus: Piercing spells based off the spear that stabbed Jesus, Maria conjures blessed lances of light in hand and wields them like daggers. She can shoot them like arrows. However they are fragile like glass and are only effective against an unaware opponent.

Shroud of Rafael Guizar Valencia: A Conceptual Weapon that manifests itself as the ability to disguise the wielder from magical and sensory detection. Woven into the underside of Maria’s habit, this Holy Shroud is her greatest weapon and works akin to an Assassin Servant’s Presence Concealment skill at a C Rank when active. The difference being anyone under Maria’s protection are concealed as well. True faithful to God are not fooled by the Shroud but demons and humans lacking any faith in God cannot sense Maria easily. This can drain Maria’s mana reserves like crazy if she isn’t careful.

Stats:

Magic Circuits: C
Mana: D
Athleticism: A+

Other Info:

Maria loves wrestling. She even knows a few moves herself.

Despite her whole facade as a classic scare the crap out of you nun, Maria is a spitfire and a half, opinionated as hell and constantly muttering her mother tongue.

Born in Albuquerque, New Mexico of all places

The Darkness Encroaches

Ivan, the Mad Sharpshooter

Name: Ivan Sokolov

Physical Attributes: Ivan is a tall, thin man with a lazy way about him, almost mad in a way. He’s a pale gentleman, covered in an array of tattoos, most gang affiliated- his most notable being the Ace of Spades and King of Hearts tattooed on his neck- and scars from stabbing and even bullet wounds. His one dark green eye holds a sinister sort of intelligence that belays the carefree smile he wears everywhere. Ivan prefers being clean shaven, and entirely bald, he’s cagey as to why. Ivan is fond of darkly colored button down shirts and simple dress pants, he’s not big on flashy, or gaudy clothing.

Mental Attributes: “Stare into the abyss long enough and the abyss stares back.” Where once an ambitious, truly focused man existed, now a shade exists, driven, vengeful, a mad jester. Ivan is utterly focused on his goal to eradicate any monsters that slink into the light, grinning all the while. He enjoys killing the things that lie beyond the light with such a zeal, he has often been compared to the things he hunts so fervently. Ivan’s mind is a steel trap, seeing everything and everyone as a puzzle to be unraveled, solved. Blunt is another word for this grinning madman, as he doesn't sugar coat anything.

History: Ivan appeared one day in Perafidion’s capital and began cutting his way through the many gangs. He built up a ruthless reputation and gathered a crew of the blood thirstiest thugs and thieves he could find. Once he had the city’s underbelly under his heel he turned his sights on the aristocracy. He gained momentum, showed himself as more than a thug as he could match wits with his so called betters. In time he enacted a plan that would see the aristocracy choking on its own blood. The night his plans were to come to fruition, something from beyond the Light stole his victory from him. He woke up days later in a chapel, his chest wrapped in bandages and his left eye a ruin. He lapsed into silence. He let the Sisters heal and feed him but he remained silent until one day he simply bega cackling which devolved into a black rage. He shouted frothing at the mouth of how his prize was stolen from him. It got so bad he had to be restrained by the chapel’s Father Donovan, forcefully. For hours he raved before lapsing into unconsciousness. The following weeks the good Father tried to lead the broken man back from the brink, back into the Light. Ivan appeared to take to the scriptures in time, and was even allowed to be unrestrained.

Father Donovan saw a light return to the man’s eyes but it wasn’t redemption, it was rebellion in that lone eye, ruin and rebellion. But even the calamitous flame produced Light so the Father approached him with an offer. Learn to combat the monsters that had broken him, fight for the Light, truly embrace the scriptures he considered mere words. Ivan agreed in time and ook to learning the faith with gusto. For years he trained under Father Donovan, developing skill in putting down monsters with the use of newly acquired skills thanks to the church. He became quite good with pistols but it was the long range, scoped rifles he excelled at using. Monsters and eldritch things never saw him coming.

Abilities

•Vitality: 2. Madmen aren’t too keen on caring for themselves.

•Strength: 5. Ivan’s thin frame belies some strength.

•Finesse: 7. Being among thieves and assassins has its perks as you pick up useful skills, mostly out of necessity.

•Perception: 10. Ivan’s training under Father Donovan sharpened his senses to an extreme.

•Intelligence: 6. Strategy and wit, while dulled some by Ivan’s madness are still rather keen.

•Wisdom: 4. He has street smarts in spades but gives in too much to his wild emotions.

•Faith: 8. Ivan is utterly convinced he is that his a nightmare to any that dwell beyond the Light’s reach; the faith of a zealot.

•Occult: 8. He’s stared into the abyss enough to know it stares back.

Equipment:

Retribution: Tier 5. A masterwork scoped rifle and Ivan’s personal firearm. This rifle is high powered meant for serious long range fire, and stealthy assassination. Though devastating, Vengeance is a single shot breech loaded rifle but can punch through metal plate with ease.

Flintlock pistol: Tier 2. Old, and well worn this single shot pistol is mostly meant to offer Ivan time to cover his escape as it can’t cause any real damage unless up close and personal. Takes forever to load.

Cloth shirt and pants: Ivan puts his mobility above protection as his thin layer of clothing offers him dexterity armor simply doesn’t.

The Darkness Encroaches

Awesome. I'll omit that part.

The Darkness Encroaches

Ivan, the Mad Sharpshooter

Name: Ivan Sokolov

Physical Attributes: Ivan is a tall, thin man with a lazy way about him, almost mad in a way. He’s a pale gentleman, covered in an array of tattoos, most gang affiliated- his most notable being the Ace of Spades and King of Hearts tattooed on his neck- and scars from stabbing and even bullet wounds. His one dark green eye holds a sinister sort of intelligence that belays the carefree smile he wears everywhere. Ivan prefers being clean shaven, and entirely bald, he’s cagey as to why. Ivan is fond of darkly colored button down shirts and simple dress pants, he’s not big on flashy, or gaudy clothing.

Mental Attributes: “Stare into the abyss long enough and the abyss stares back.” Where once an ambitious, truly focused man existed, now a shade exists, driven, vengeful, a mad jester. Ivan is utterly focused on his goal to eradicate any monsters that slink into the light, grinning all the while. He enjoys killing the things that lie beyond the light with such a zeal, he has often been compared to the things he hunts so fervently. Ivan’s mind is a steel trap, seeing everything and everyone as a puzzle to be unraveled, solved. Blunt is another word for this grinning madman, as he doesn't sugar coat anything.

History: Ivan appeared one day in Perafidion’s capital and began cutting his way through the many gangs. He built up a ruthless reputation and gathered a crew of the blood thirstiest thugs and thieves he could find. Once he had the city’s underbelly under his heel he turned his sights on the aristocracy. He gained momentum, showed himself as more than a thug as he could match wits with his so called betters. In time he enacted a plan that would see the aristocracy choking on its own blood. The night his plans were to come to fruition, something from beyond the Light stole his victory from him. He woke up days later in a chapel, his chest wrapped in bandages and his left eye a ruin. He lapsed into silence. He let the Sisters heal and feed him but he remained silent until one day he simply bega cackling which devolved into a black rage. He shouted frothing at the mouth of how his prize was stolen from him. It got so bad he had to be restrained by the chapel’s Father Donovan, forcefully. For hours he raved before lapsing into unconsciousness. The following weeks the good Father tried to lead the broken man back from the brink, back into the Light. Ivan appeared to take to the scriptures in time, and was even allowed to be unrestrained.

Father Donovan saw a light return to the man’s eyes but it wasn’t redemption, it was rebellion in that lone eye, ruin and rebellion. But even the calamitous flame produced Light so the Father approached him with an offer. Learn to combat the monsters that had broken him, fight for the Light, truly embrace the scriptures he considered mere words. Ivan agreed in time and ook to learning the faith with gusto. For years he trained under Father Donovan, developing skill in putting down monsters with the use of newly acquired skills thanks to the church. He became quite good with pistols but it was the long range, scoped rifles he excelled at using. Monsters and eldritch things never saw him coming.

Abilities

•Vitality: 2. Madmen aren’t too keen on caring for themselves.

•Strength: 5. Ivan’s thin frame belies some strength.

•Finesse: 7. Being among thieves and assassins has its perks as you pick up useful skills, mostly out of necessity.

•Perception: 10. Ivan’s training under Father Donovan sharpened his senses to an extreme.

•Intelligence: 6. Strategy and wit, while dulled some by Ivan’s madness are still rather keen.

•Wisdom: 4. He has street smarts in spades but gives in too much to his wild emotions.

•Faith: 8. Ivan is utterly convinced he is that his a nightmare to any that dwell beyond the Light’s reach; the faith of a zealot.

•Occult: 8. He’s stared into the abyss enough to know it stares back.

Equipment:

Retribution: Tier 5. A masterwork scoped rifle and Ivan’s personal firearm. This rifle is high powered meant for serious long range fire, and stealthy assassination. Though devastating, Vengeance is a single shot breech loaded rifle but can punch through metal plate with ease.

Flintlock pistol: Tier 2. Old, and well worn this single shot pistol is mostly meant to offer Ivan time to cover his escape as it can’t cause any real damage unless up close and personal. Takes forever to load.

Cloth shirt and pants: Ivan puts his mobility above protection as his thin layer of clothing offers him dexterity armor simply doesn’t.

Fate/Secondary Genesis

Through the Proxy Master, Katherine watched the fight. This Assassin was not what she expected, to think one could be summoned that wielded guns. She wouldn't last long against Berserker. As for the Master... Her eyes didn't see any... wait. One of her familiars pinged something, one of the many carefully bred insects of her garden. Interesting little things, able to spread pollen among her lovelies without becoming a snack. She focused and saw a blue haired man watching the battle below. The native looking man beside him drew a bow. Katherine felt a sneer coming on.
Berserker, the building across from you, they're aiming arrows at you. Pull Assassin into the building out of their line of site, or better yet throw her into the line of fire. Either way end the fight with her, with finality. I'll provide some distractions.

Through her proxy, Katherine whispered a single command. Those among her pawns still alive began focusing fire on the Assassin while the dead began to contort. Bulges in their dead flesh appeared, and grew very quickly until they burst. Gore splattered the pavement as vines covered in curved thorns. At an unnatural speed the vines grew and lashed out at the Assassin's back, intent to hold her in place. Graspers, an inelegant name, but one her Mother had passed down to her. A cruel sort of plant, that latches onto any warmth in its reach, a defense mechanism as the vines are delicious. It grasps anything living, pumps it full of paralytic venom, and waits for that thing to stop living before releasing it. Might not kill the Assassin but it would distract her for sure.

@King Cosmos @Epsir

The Darkness Encroaches

@Lady Selune

Awwww. What’s the theme here then? I really wanna be a part of this cause it’s right up my alley.

The Darkness Encroaches

Daniel Devyat: One of Nine

Name: Daniel Devyat

Physical Attributes: Daniel is a scruffy child, all limbs and angles. His hair is dirty blonde and his eyes are a chilling, icy blue. His skin is grey like ash. The odd thing is his torso is decorated in perverted runes that seem to writhe. Daniel is all too thin, almost unnaturally so and yet he moves like liquid shadow, smooth, silent, and serene. He is twelve or so.

Mental Attributes: Daniel is is tempered by an unshakeable sense of dread that creeps at the edges of his consciousness and acts somber and formal most of the time. He holds no fear of the things that creep beyond the light and has an otherworldly intelligence and perception that warps his mind. He often has moments where he can be rather cold, or downright uncaring and dark. He often snaps out of it and sometimes doesn’t remember what he just said or has done. The few times he remembers these bouts of what can only be a personality shift he becomes racked with an all consuming guilt. Daniel is an artistic soul at his core and loves to sit down to play his viline, though his music is rather… saddening.

History: Daniel is one of nine children experimented on to act as vessels for powerful spirits and monsters of the occult. Created to act as not weapons, but a chance at salvation from a twisted sense of faith from a group known only as the Court. Daniel alongside the other eight were to be powerful beings backed by wisdom and intelligence far beyond the years of man’s oldest sages by a cult. He and his “siblings” were pampered and treated like royalty, taught everything from mathematics and science to music, literature, and art. Daniel was less gifted as his fellow children, not as intelligent, and was less thrilled with being humanity’s salvation. The difference being he remembers the family he was torn away from. Not that he misses them, but he despises them as they willingly gave him up to be used to carry out a mission others could easily carry out.

Daniel eventually accepted his place as the dying are forced to accept death. He learned at a slower pace than his “siblings” but soon became their equal. He discovered a gift for music and dance, finding an outlet in the art. The cult that raised him let him pursue his outlet thankfully but do not let him spend a lot of time on it. His being transported on the train came from a necessity to the Court, for reasons they would not relinquish. When the dust settles he will find his handlers and guards all dead. How lucky for him.

Abilities

•Vitality: 3. Daniel appears intensely sickly, but is strengthened somewhat by his connection to the occult.

•Strength: 1. Daniel is a child, and is thus rather weak.

•Finesse: 10. Daniel has spent years training his skill with the violin, and has danced for two years with a vigor that can only be called religious thus he is extraordinarily graceful.

•Perception: 7. Daniel has a perceptive and curious mind and as such pays extra attention to detail.

•Intelligence: 9. A rigid education and connection to things not of this world have forced the mind of this child to surpass that of the common man.

•Wisdom: 1. Again this is a child, one sheltered from the world and blind to its intricacies, led to believe a certain way no matter how much he hates it.

•Faith: 10. Fear is for the faithless, or so Daniel believes with utter surety.

•Occult: 10. A connection that is as natural as breathing for Daniel.

Equipment: Daniel has nothing to his name save his violin, its case, and its accompanying bow.

The Darkness Encroaches

I'm actually very interested in joining this.