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Name: Hajji Serhan Güzelemöglu
Alias: The Sultan's Own Favorite / Hajji Serhan / The Bashibozuk
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Class: Hitman
Equipment:
-Various Tools - Hidden under his wool cloak are a large variety of tools, most of them intended for killing, such as: garrotes, knives, garrotes with knives, miniature crossbows, tiny guns disguised as clocks or cigarette cases, smoke bombs, flashbangs, frag bombs, flares, steel wires of various thickness, blowpipes, nails, brass knuckles, a grappling hook and two yataghans.
-Body Armor - There is light amount of steel armor under his clothes: a breastplate, a pair of armguards and a pair of leg guards. Just good enough to protect him and just light enough to still be quick and agile.
-Four revolvers - Two of them attached to his armguards on sliding bars and hidden in his sleeves, two more in hidden inside his leg guards for situations that involve getting cornered and requiring the element of surprise.
-Utility belt - Even more tools, including a hammer, a measuring tape, a compass, a telescopic spyglass and a clock. Serhan is always far too ready for absolutely everything.
Abilities:
-Born Footpad - He started off his life of crime with petty theft in the busy streets of Istanbul. Through this he has earned sleight of hand and silent feet, even with the weight of all these tools - he stole from blacksmiths in broad daylight and nobody noticed until minutes after he was gone.
-What if? - His tendency to overanalyze things has brought him both good and bad things - as an ability, it allows him to predict many things about his enemy and helps him with ideas for both traps and failsafe mechanisms for those traps. However, there is a chance this can also be his greatest flaw - on the event that he asks himself "What if?" one too many times, his system of traps might get too complicated and either nothing will work or he will injure himself instead of doing anything to his enemy.
-Knack for Engineering - His work as a hitman required of him a knack of engineering - this has helped him one or two times in quickly figuring out the weak spots of mechanical foes, and it might somewhat help him here in the Crucible, too.
-Cheap Shot - He will do anything, including cheat, in order to get to his final goal. He knows exactly when to throw sand into his opponent's face or when to hit them in the loins.
Fighting Style: As mentioned above, Serhan's usual preparations before a battle are stalking the enemy, in order to plan out a strategy and then set up traps - a large, complicated mass of it, sometimes even too complicated to work as intended. He tends to make these elaborate plans to cheese his way through a battle, I.E. constantly combat rolling around the enemy into specific, previously choreographed spots, where they will trigger a system of wires intended for detonating flashbangs and fragmentation bombs into their face. Serhan is never unarmed - as evidenced by the cloak filled with various manhunt utensils, he always has a tool in hand to put to use in order to hit the enemy in just the right spot, once again as part of a plan he had hatched beforehand.
Personality: The physical embodiment of schadenfreude. He is very cruel to his enemies and has no remorse for his victims - be it a man whose death would bring him many riches or a man simply marked for death, he will kill them. He will kill them in the most gruesome and elaborate way he could think off the top of his head - not only to make sure he's really dead, but for the sake of showmanship. He never shies away from manipulating and exploiting people's emotions to turn the tide of battle in his favor.
Bio: All that is worth knowing about his past is that he was born in 1818 and raised in the bad parts of Istanbul. His elaborate heists and the many different ways he killed several high-class people were noticed by then-sultan Abdülmedjid I, so he and his gang were hired. They have been sent on many different missions by the Sublime Porte and the Sultan himself ever since.
Wish: His only wish is gold, more gold, wealth and material possession. His greatest wish is to be second only to the Sultan in terms of material wealth.
Echo:
A richly decorated hookah and coffee room. Serhan sits at the central couch, his gang and maybe a guest takes all the other seats. Servants stand at attention at the entrance. Some more of them keep walking in and out of the room, executing orders given by the gang and the guest. A hired band of minstrels play traditional songs for the seated men. The smell of quality coffee and cinnamon-flavored hookah in the air.
Appearance:
Frenzy:
Fire blazes from Serhan's eyes, nostrils and mouth. His veins glow an ambery orange. He begins feeling so much pain that he gets into a state of blind rage and eventually doesn't feel anymore. Increased strength, speed and pain resistance, although he is much more vulnerable to actual damage. His thirst for blood grows tenfold, occasionally shouts praises to his sultan and Allah and is fully willing to just throw everything he has at the enemy despite any damage he could inflict to himself, I.E. using a long, sharp steel wire as a makeshift whip but cutting open gaping wounds on his back, his ribs and the really just the rest of his body.
Inventory: Phylactery
Alias: The Sultan's Own Favorite / Hajji Serhan / The Bashibozuk
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Class: Hitman
Equipment:
-Various Tools - Hidden under his wool cloak are a large variety of tools, most of them intended for killing, such as: garrotes, knives, garrotes with knives, miniature crossbows, tiny guns disguised as clocks or cigarette cases, smoke bombs, flashbangs, frag bombs, flares, steel wires of various thickness, blowpipes, nails, brass knuckles, a grappling hook and two yataghans.
-Body Armor - There is light amount of steel armor under his clothes: a breastplate, a pair of armguards and a pair of leg guards. Just good enough to protect him and just light enough to still be quick and agile.
-Four revolvers - Two of them attached to his armguards on sliding bars and hidden in his sleeves, two more in hidden inside his leg guards for situations that involve getting cornered and requiring the element of surprise.
-Utility belt - Even more tools, including a hammer, a measuring tape, a compass, a telescopic spyglass and a clock. Serhan is always far too ready for absolutely everything.
Abilities:
-Born Footpad - He started off his life of crime with petty theft in the busy streets of Istanbul. Through this he has earned sleight of hand and silent feet, even with the weight of all these tools - he stole from blacksmiths in broad daylight and nobody noticed until minutes after he was gone.
-What if? - His tendency to overanalyze things has brought him both good and bad things - as an ability, it allows him to predict many things about his enemy and helps him with ideas for both traps and failsafe mechanisms for those traps. However, there is a chance this can also be his greatest flaw - on the event that he asks himself "What if?" one too many times, his system of traps might get too complicated and either nothing will work or he will injure himself instead of doing anything to his enemy.
-Knack for Engineering - His work as a hitman required of him a knack of engineering - this has helped him one or two times in quickly figuring out the weak spots of mechanical foes, and it might somewhat help him here in the Crucible, too.
-Cheap Shot - He will do anything, including cheat, in order to get to his final goal. He knows exactly when to throw sand into his opponent's face or when to hit them in the loins.
Fighting Style: As mentioned above, Serhan's usual preparations before a battle are stalking the enemy, in order to plan out a strategy and then set up traps - a large, complicated mass of it, sometimes even too complicated to work as intended. He tends to make these elaborate plans to cheese his way through a battle, I.E. constantly combat rolling around the enemy into specific, previously choreographed spots, where they will trigger a system of wires intended for detonating flashbangs and fragmentation bombs into their face. Serhan is never unarmed - as evidenced by the cloak filled with various manhunt utensils, he always has a tool in hand to put to use in order to hit the enemy in just the right spot, once again as part of a plan he had hatched beforehand.
Personality: The physical embodiment of schadenfreude. He is very cruel to his enemies and has no remorse for his victims - be it a man whose death would bring him many riches or a man simply marked for death, he will kill them. He will kill them in the most gruesome and elaborate way he could think off the top of his head - not only to make sure he's really dead, but for the sake of showmanship. He never shies away from manipulating and exploiting people's emotions to turn the tide of battle in his favor.
Bio: All that is worth knowing about his past is that he was born in 1818 and raised in the bad parts of Istanbul. His elaborate heists and the many different ways he killed several high-class people were noticed by then-sultan Abdülmedjid I, so he and his gang were hired. They have been sent on many different missions by the Sublime Porte and the Sultan himself ever since.
Wish: His only wish is gold, more gold, wealth and material possession. His greatest wish is to be second only to the Sultan in terms of material wealth.
Echo:
A richly decorated hookah and coffee room. Serhan sits at the central couch, his gang and maybe a guest takes all the other seats. Servants stand at attention at the entrance. Some more of them keep walking in and out of the room, executing orders given by the gang and the guest. A hired band of minstrels play traditional songs for the seated men. The smell of quality coffee and cinnamon-flavored hookah in the air.
Appearance:
Photograph of Hajji Serhan Güzelemöglu (pictured left), without his full battle gear. The day after this photo was taken, the other man on the right was found dead, in his living room, his throat apparently cut open by an extremely thin and sharp steel wire.
Postcard from Constantinople. Hajji Serhan is seen here on the far left. The other people pictured here are his partners in crime, fellow hitmen and bashibozukler, currently sent out on various missions in Rumelia and along the Danubian Plain.
Frenzy:
ТУРЧIНЪ БѢСНЕЙ НАДЪ БАЩIНО ОГНIЩѢ
TURK RAGES OVER HEARTH AND HOME
Fire blazes from Serhan's eyes, nostrils and mouth. His veins glow an ambery orange. He begins feeling so much pain that he gets into a state of blind rage and eventually doesn't feel anymore. Increased strength, speed and pain resistance, although he is much more vulnerable to actual damage. His thirst for blood grows tenfold, occasionally shouts praises to his sultan and Allah and is fully willing to just throw everything he has at the enemy despite any damage he could inflict to himself, I.E. using a long, sharp steel wire as a makeshift whip but cutting open gaping wounds on his back, his ribs and the really just the rest of his body.
Inventory: Phylactery