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Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

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Mentions: Jonas@Savo Askin@Oddsbod

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Otsana's ears pinned back as she saw the hapless soldier plummet from the sky. "Ech that's pretty cold," she thought of Jonas' comment, though she was glad to see Clover checking on them. However she quickly drew her pistol as heard the sounds of incoming projectiles, but already relaxed when she saw him. Not exactly a great ninja if he was seen. Already she had let Jonas and Jaden do their pissing match while looking out over the horizon. She did smile at the Cult of Langer line though.

"Lets get going everyone, the clock is ticking and we need to beat Oh-One's shiny metal ass before he enacts his plan; Clover, again, leave the soldier alone, if they make it, they make it. And since ninja boy seems so keen on talking shit, if he tries anything, sabotage or all that jazz, put him down and return to the fight, though I doubt that'll take much effort to put him down,"

"Understood your holiness," she said, before making the sign of the cross.

She looked over to Askin as they pulled out the snowmobile. "While the big man's out on the battlefield, we should get a team beelining for the tower, no? How fast can you drive this thing, Otsana?"

Walking on over she ran her hand over the seat of the snowmobile. "With me driving and some passengers squeezing against each other, hella fast." She nods sagely. [color=color] "But seriously we can hit highway speeds on this thing. Fit two in the sidecar, and one behind me while I drive." [/color] Pulling out a pair of goggles from her pack, she called out to Jonas. "Boss, how'd you want to split up?"

"Moving on, you're correct in having a group gun for the tower, namely," Jonas nodded his head towards Askin, before wiggling an index finger and middle finger at both him and Otsana. "You, Otsy, and myself. We'll be using a combination of Otsy's favorites and the tools you've gathered from other Nomads to break through and retrieve the Power Stone from Oh-One's fortress. As for the other group."

@Savo

Otsana nodded, and turned back to the snowmobile, starting the engine to let it warm up. "Gotit," she says, doing one last check before they headed out. Soon enough, with Askin's help, the trio were zipping along towards the tower. It loomed tall ahead of them, and despite the distance the sounds of Oh-One fending off the Nomads were easily heard. Head on a swivel, she scanned the base of the tower. Already several nomads were dealing with a giant robot, a perfect distraction for them to sneak in themselves.

Driving towards the base of the tower, the giant robot fly into the air after the jet that had strafed it. However between the combined assault of the flying nomad and jet, it was soon knocked back into the tower. She spotted a hatch opening at ground level to let out a squad of drones. As one they turned towards the approaching snowmobile, and ran to close the distance, streaming around chunks of the tower. "Damn, looks like we gotta deal with this. Askin, pull out Miggy. I'm going to need them soon." The lead drone raised it's arm, and though it had no weapon in it's hand, she knew better than to underestimate it. She swerved, just in time as the drone fired a laser disk, taking the pom-pom off the top of her hat. "Machine gun, now!". Gunning the engine, she had to keep dodging as they closed the distance.

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Antarctica did not agree with Jamie. It was cold as hell even with the afternoon sun overhead and a thick MAVERICK labeled jacket over his shoulders. Less than an hour into the mission and things were already pear shaped. The MAVERICK assault vessel that was supposed to bring in the heavy equipment was well on its way to the bottom of the bay. Jamie himself was on a landing craft just launched with it's first load when the laser sliced through the water mere feet off the bow. With the heated bridge and cabin full of half frozen survivors they had dragged over the gunwales, he had climbed to the roof to get some breathing space.

From there he could survey the shoreline with his binoculars as they pulled ashore. Bodies were everywhere. Between the burning husks of planes turning men into kindling, pale bodies bobbing with the wake, and poor souls that had run afoul of gravity, he struggled to find signs of life. At least the life boats that made it to shore before them had signs of life. Scanning up and down the beach, he spotted a landing site covered in bodies. This wasn't unusual in itself but what happened next was. An explosion a few yards offshore caught his attention, as did the lifeboat flying through the air and landing with a crash. His radio crackled. "Cranton, did you see that? Do you see any survivors?"

"Let me see." His lips pressed together as he saw a well dressed figure flip out of the boat. "Yes Captain, we have a Nomad." He pressed his lips together as he zoomed in. He paused as The One walked up to one of the others on the beach, and lifted them up. "Looks like we got some casualties over there too." He could see the Nomad yelling at the soldier, though the reply didn't seem to please them. "What are you doing boy?" Jamie muttered to himself. This guy was familiar. Top hat, bald, and angry. This matched his knowledge of The One to a T. He got his answer soon enough as The One slammed the agent's head into the ground. Jamie's grip on his binoculars tightened as he let out a growl of disgust. "The Nomad's killing our men. Permission to engage when we land?"

There was a few moments of radio silence before he got his reply. "Granted. Take a few men as backup. Try to save as many as you can" Seething, Jamie had already assembled a small squad before the landing ramp dropped. It was miles down the beach to get to The One, but at least the ship had plenty of troop carriers. In minutes Jamie was barreling down the coast, eyes focused on getting his hands on his quarry ASAP.

Even as they approached, he saw even more explosions as The One left the scene. They were already gone by the time he skidded to a stop on the shore. The area was dead quiet as he climbed out of the rear hatch of the APC, the squad on edge for more attackers. Jamie, however, could sense no other ki-sources than themselves. "Damnit," he hissed. "No survivors over here," he radioed in. Walking around his detective nature kicked in. The number of bodies looked about right for the number or empty boats. However there was clearly a second Nomad around. Bodies laid in pieces everywhere. Limbs laid strewn about with clean cuts, riot shields and armor laid bisected with their owners, and others looked like a butcher had gotten to them. They didn't have the tell tale burns of a laser, either. "Captain, this is Cranton. We got another Nomad here attacking our forces. Looks like some sort of blade user. I'm going to try and pursue them and the other Nomad." Jamie sighed, and headed back to the troop carrier. "Alright, we got at least two Nomads running about killing us. We gotta go stop those bastards." He climbed into the commander's hatch. "Let's roll out!"

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@The Ghost Note

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Jeremaiah Ed Venture looked around the cockpit as the drone of dozens of other planes filled the air. "You sure chose a right fine time to fly out, Miss. Looks like something's brewing."

Looking out the window, Margot could clearly see the MAVERICK insignias on the arriving planes, a squadron of some of their best men. "Looks like MAVERICK. Could you fly lower?"

Jeremaih nodded. "Sure thing. Just glad to have a full cabin this time of year." Indeed, with Nomads already in there, it was a bit crowded as the group did their best to avoid jabbing themselves with their various elbows and blades. The helicopter decended, already a few hundred yards off the coast. "You know what they're here for?"

"Same thing as us. That." She pointed to the spire rising over the landscape.

"Oh? Looks serious if they're sending in so many planes. Are you sure you want to go on?"

"Yes, we can handle ourselves" she looked back at the assembled Nomads, "Can you land here?" She pointed to a clear spot on the ground.

Jeremaiah did as she asked, and touched down in a picture perfect landing. "Alright then, I can't stop you from going up there but I think it's a bad idea." He idled the engine as the passengers got out.

Margot nodded. "Thank you for the concern, but we've already come too far to back off."

"Alright then. I can't drag you back onboard, but I gotta head back to the airstrip to refuel if you're—" He was inturrupted by a powerful laser blast shooting into the clouds, followed by planes falling out of the sky. "What was that?" he shouted.

She turned to call back to the pilot. "You should go back. We'll call you when we're done." Jeremaiah didn't need to be told twice, and after a moment of delay the tour guide pilot was already heading back to the airfield. Pulling her cape closed around herself, she looked back to her compatriots. "Well, no time like the present. Allons y."

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

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Interactions:: Jonas(@Savo), Clover (@Gentlemanvaultboy), Isko, Aline (@FernStone), Askin (@Oddsbod), Brown (@Crosswire)

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Otsana, for probably the first time any of her teammates could remember, actually dressed up for the weather. A set of fatigues covered her from head to toe, the insignias ripped off long ago, and a toque with ear covers. Askin had most of her gear, though she insisted on at least wearing her pistols until they landed. She stepped into the cockpit, parachute on her back. A headset let them communicate over the roar of the engines. "Whelp, everyone's ready back there as far as I can tell. Hopefully they can keep their wits about themselves"

Planting an arm on his knee, he leaned down to rest his head on his fist, kneading at it as one particular thought came to mind. "Otsy, we should probably get't landing," he suggested, languidly frowning as he grasped the control wheel, constricting it as he tensed up. Whether or not she would take his advice, that belated warning was soon to be vindicated by Oh-One.

Jonas, for all intents and purposes was perturbed when he saw a sharp red light pierce the thick, nearly impenetrable ice sheets they called clouds.

"Oh crap... Otsana, nine o'clock, incoming," he bellowed as the light not only pierced the skies, but sliced through it. As much as Jonas was praying for a cushy flight, he honestly expected some sort of crisis to arise.

@Savo

Otsana barely had time to look in the direction before the beam hit home, every warning light and siren going off at once. She jumped out of the
chair to let the clone take control of the plane, or what was left of it. "Well crap," she deadpanned, already scanning the
compartment for any sign of the others. "Looks like they got sucked out. Better get going before we get shot again or something."

"Oy', after we kick Oh-Ones ass, drinks on me, a'ight?"

@Savo

"Oh of course, just make sure you're not in traction from the landing" she shot back. She took a moment to double check all her rigging was secured. Old jump school habits died hard. "Need me to check your rig one last time?" She looked up only to spot Jonas stepping towards the opening, flashing a peace sign as he was pulled out. "Wait you have a loose buckle," she shouted, though she already knew they were out of range. "Hope that doesn't bite him in the ass." Tucking the radio headset into one of her many pouches, she took a running jump into the airstream, leaving the smoking plane to it's fate.

She spun, buffeted by turbulence to the point she lost her hat. Otsana checked her watch and started the stopwatch. Going off how high they were when the plane was hit, she had about 30 seconds total to get herself oriented and pull the rip cord. It took 5 of those seconds to orient herself facedown, arms and legs spread out to slow herself down. Around her she could see the parachutes of other survivors drifting down. She scanned for a good landing place. Straight down was icy cold water. No good. Even if she didn't entangle herself in her chute in the water, the cold would take her out of the fight.

Keep looking. 7 seconds have passed. Angle the body to perform a tracking maneuver and convert downward velocity into forward velocity. The shore was nearby, though seeing some explosions from down there already told her it would be a hot LZ. Keep looking. 10 Seconds have passed.

Further inland looked good though. Flat, open, and most importantly reachable in the time she had left. She just had to get over it before it was too late. Angling her arms and legs she turned to correct her course. 25 seconds into her fall she was far enough over the icy shelf to feel comfortable pulling her pilot chute. With a jerk that went through her form, Otsana let out a sigh of relief as the main chute deployed. Now for the slow decent to the ground.

A couple of minutes later, and she performed a simple, textbook landing. Knees slightly bent, land on the balls of the feet, then let the legs absorb the impact as she rolled onto her side and back with her arms covering her head. Not the most elegant landing but it worked. Ditching the useless parachute, she walked over to the doctor. "Well this is convenient," she says. "Usually have to spend a good while getting everyone back together" She put her headset back on, followed by a red and white beanie with the Canadian leaf. "Ah, much better."

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

Okay, for my first sorta new character: Jamie Cranton

Jamie Cranton

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⦋ 40's || USA || He/Him ⦌

OVERVIEW

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APPEARANCE

Jamie dresses with a distinctively Contemporary Western flair, a holdover from his days with the Texas Rangers. Most notably, he is almost never without a cowboy hat of some sort, and even his formal wear is evocative of Westerns. Typically he wears dark blue jeans and a grey western suit jacket over a lavender dress shirt. He keeps his whip on his hip, within easy reach, and wears a set of fingerless gloves when fighting.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born and raised in raised in the heart of West Texas, Jamie he easily split his time between his duties on the ranch and the classroom and excelling in both. He was a model youth, joining the local Scout troop, Captaining the debate team, and even winning medals as part of the school Judo team. By the time he graduated high school, he was set on studying Law and becoming a Texas Ranger. For him this meant joining the Army, taking advantage of the ROTC to get his degree in Criminology. After nearly a decade of service in the army, he was honorably discharged with plenty of experience with the Military Justice System under his belt.

From there, it was a (relatively) simple matter of joining the famous organization, spending nearly ten years working as a Detective in Company E of the Texas Ranger Division. There he became known for his bulldog nature, wrapping up criminals in a legal snare of their own creation before bringing the hammer down on them. For the more rough and tumble ki-using criminals that chose not to come in quietly, Jamie was more than happy to make them regret their need to fight back. Needless to say, once MIRAGE started making trouble, he was quickly transfered to MAVERICK, one of many law enforcement officials that volunteered in the call to bulk up the agency in the face of the new threat.

At least that's the story he tells most people.

In reality he's been working with MAVERICK for nearly his whole civillian career. Plenty of his cases had an angle that interested them in some way, and a majority of the serious criminals he caught were wanted by MAVERICK already. THeir assitance was always welcome, as they were happy to let local law enforcement pick and choose which cases to transfer to MAVERICK. However things started to chafe in the last few years. Even prior to the offical transfer, more and more cases were taken out of his hands and transfered to a MAVERICK investegation team. Years of evidence handed over to them, and the perp would disappear into their custody, never to be heard from again.

It came to a head one night when he was called out to investegate a massive fight in a warehouse outside of the small town of Clearspring. Even as he showed up, boxes were being taken away in unmarked vans by MAVERICK agents, along with numerous bodies. He was given a pre-written report to sign off on. He exploded, throwing the report back in the agent's face and storming off, shouting that he would make sure that the Ranger Chief would know of this interference.

He didnt even get to his car before he was subdued.

The Jamie that walked back into his office the next day was a changed man. He turned in his report, attributing the fight to drug cartels. And so to this day he has served MAVERICK, and by extention MIRAGE, duitifully. Covering up their activities, fabricating evidence against their enemies, and carefully scouting out other Rangers to turn to their side. Eventually he was told to transfer into MAVERICK offically, and he duitifully did so, freeing himself to serve at their leisure. Over the years he traveled from country to country, helping clean up MIRAGE's messes, either with a polite smile and drawl, a badge and a warrant, or fist to the face.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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SKILLS & ABILITIES

Jamie's fighting style is very grappling centric. He uses his strength and skill to grapple opponents before subduing them with a flurry of strikes. To this end, he uses a whip to restrain and control his targets, controlling them as he moves in like a bulldog. Beyond the typical ki augmentations of strength, speed, and endurance; Jamie specializes in generating electricity for his attacks.

SIGNATURE MOVES

■ Cattle Prod:

- A passive effect, Jamie electrifies his fists and feet, making his grappling and strikes all the more painful

■ Entangle:

- The basis of most of Jami's other techniques. It simply entails lashing out and using their whip to entangle their opponent in an effort to gain control of their movement.

■ Rope a Dope:

- The simplest of follow ups to Entangle, Jamie pulls the opponent in, keeping them off balance and potentially into range for further grappling or a simple sucker punch.

■ Sidewinder:

- The Opposite of Rope-a-Dope, Jamie leaps into the air and pulls himself in, using their weight and momentum for a powerful blow.

■ Snake Bite:

- Jamie's main ranged attack, they simply concentrate their ki on the tip of their lasso and lash it out. Between the bright arcs created by his electrical Ki and the loud snap of the whip, it can disorient his target even if it misses.

■ Grab the Ring:

- Jamie is proficient at grabbing and flinging objects with his whip. It gives him some defense against ranged projectiles, and can also be used to make weapons out of his surroundings

■ Burning Ring of Fire:

- Using their ki, Jamie electrifies his whip and spins it around himself. While it's difficult to maintain the coordination, it does make it very difficult for someone to approach him without risking being struck

SUPER MOVES

■ Dope on a Rope:

- Once Jamie has entangled someone, he spins them around, slamming the unfortunate target into the ground and surroundings multiple times

■ The Brand:

- Jamie uses his ki to electrify his whip while entangling a target, leaving painful burns and staggering them.

■ Highwayman's Turn:

- Jamie places a trio of rifle bullets between his fingers before punching his target. This has a threefold effect. First, the actual punch. Second, the metal cartridges channel electricity very well. Third, this also sets the rounds off at point blank range.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Most of Jamie's special moves require room to swing his whip, which does telegraph what he is about to do. Furthermore, his whip has a limited range, and a sweet spot of use, meaning that Jamie is unable to hit targets outside the range of his whip and is less effective when he cannot get a full swing of his arm. Additionally, most of his hard hitting moves require setting up in the form of Entangle.

OTHER

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- Jamie does in fact still carry a pistol, and is quite a good marksman, but due to the nature of nomads it is normally of little use in a fight.
- Jamie is fluent in Spanish and English, but makes no attempt to disguise his thick Texan accent.

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***CHARACTER NAME HERE***

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⦋ 40's || USA || He/Him ⦌

OVERVIEW

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APPEARANCE

Jamie dresses with a distinctively Contemporary Western flair, a holdover from his days with the Texas Rangers. Most notably, he is almost never without a cowboy hat of some sort, and even his formal wear is evocative of Westerns. Typically he wears dark blue jeans and a grey western suit jacket over a lavender dress shirt. He keeps his whip on his hip, within easy reach, and wears a set of fingerless gloves when fighting.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born and raised in raised in the heart of West Texas, Jamie he easily split his time between his duties on the ranch and the classroom and excelling in both. He was a model youth, joining the local Scout troop, Captaining the debate team, and even winning medals as part of the school Judo team. By the time he graduated high school, he was set on studying Law and becoming a Texas Ranger. For him this meant joining the Army, taking advantage of the ROTC to get his degree in Criminology. After nearly a decade of service in the army, he was honorably discharged with plenty of experience with the Military Justice System under his belt.

From there, it was a (relatively) simple matter of joining the famous organization, spending nearly ten years working as a Detective in Company E of the Texas Ranger Division. There he became known for his bulldog nature, wrapping up criminals in a legal snare of their own creation before bringing the hammer down on them. For the more rough and tumble ki-using criminals that chose not to come in quietly, Jamie was more than happy to make them regret their need to fight back. Needless to say, once MIRAGE started making trouble, he was quickly transfered to MAVERICK, one of many law enforcement officials that volunteered in the call to bulk up the agency in the face of the new threat.

At least that's the story he tells most people.

In reality he's been working with MAVERICK for nearly his whole civillian career. Plenty of his cases had an angle that interested them in some way, and a majority of the serious criminals he caught were wanted by MAVERICK already. THeir assitance was always welcome, as they were happy to let local law enforcement pick and choose which cases to transfer to MAVERICK. However things started to chafe in the last few years. Even prior to the offical transfer, more and more cases were taken out of his hands and transfered to a MAVERICK investegation team. Years of evidence handed over to them, and the perp would disappear into their custody, never to be heard from again.

It came to a head one night when he was called out to investegate a massive fight in a warehouse outside of the small town of Clearspring. Even as he showed up, boxes were being taken away in unmarked vans by MAVERICK agents, along with numerous bodies. He was given a pre-written report to sign off on. He exploded, throwing the report back in the agent's face and storming off, shouting that he would make sure that the Ranger Chief would know of this interference.

He didnt even get to his car before he was subdued.

The Jamie that walked back into his office the next day was a changed man. He turned in his report, attributing the fight to drug cartels. And so to this day he has served MAVERICK, and by extention MIRAGE, duitifully. Covering up their activities, fabricating evidence against their enemies, and carefully scouting out other Rangers to turn to their side. Eventually he was told to transfer into MAVERICK offically, and he duitifully did so, freeing himself to serve at their leisure. Over the years he traveled from country to country, helping clean up MIRAGE's messes, either with a polite smile and drawl, a badge and a warrant, or fist to the face.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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SKILLS & ABILITIES

Jamie's fighting style is very grappling centric. He uses his strength and skill to grapple opponents before subduing them with a flurry of strikes. To this end, he uses a whip to restrain and control his targets, controlling them as he moves in like a bulldog. Beyond the typical ki augmentations of strength, speed, and endurance; Jamie specializes in generating electricity for his attacks.

SIGNATURE MOVES

■ Cattle Prod:

- A passive effect, Jamie electrifies his fists and feet, making his grappling and strikes all the more painful

■ Entangle:

- The basis of most of Jami's other techniques. It simply entails lashing out and using their whip to entangle their opponent in an effort to gain control of their movement.

■ Rope a Dope:

- The simplest of follow ups to Entangle, Jamie pulls the opponent in, keeping them off balance and potentially into range for further grappling or a simple sucker punch.

■ Sidewinder:

- The Opposite of Rope-a-Dope, Jamie leaps into the air and pulls himself in, using their weight and momentum for a powerful blow.

■ Snake Bite:

- Jamie's main ranged attack, they simply concentrate their ki on the tip of their lasso and lash it out. Between the bright arcs created by his electrical Ki and the loud snap of the whip, it can disorient his target even if it misses.

■ Grab the Ring:

- Jamie is proficient at grabbing and flinging objects with his whip. It gives him some defense against ranged projectiles, and can also be used to make weapons out of his surroundings

■ Burning Ring of Fire:

- Using their ki, Jamie electrifies his whip and spins it around himself. While it's difficult to maintain the coordination, it does make it very difficult for someone to approach him without risking being struck

SUPER MOVES

■ Dope on a Rope:

- Once Jamie has entangled someone, he spins them around, slamming the unfortunate target into the ground and surroundings multiple times

■ The Brand:

- Jamie uses his ki to electrify his whip while entangling a target, leaving painful burns and staggering them.

■ Highwayman's Turn:

- Jamie places a trio of rifle bullets between his fingers before punching his target. This has a threefold effect. First, the actual punch. Second, the metal cartridges channel electricity very well. Third, this also sets the rounds off at point blank range.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Most of Jamie's special moves require room to swing his whip, which does telegraph what he is about to do. Furthermore, his whip has a limited range, and a sweet spot of use, meaning that Jamie is unable to hit targets outside the range of his whip and is less effective when he cannot get a full swing of his arm. Additionally, most of his hard hitting moves require setting up in the form of Entangle.

OTHER

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- Jamie does in fact still carry a pistol, and is quite a good marksman, but due to the nature of nomads it is normally of little use in a fight.
- Jamie is fluent in Spanish and English, but makes no attempt to disguise his thick Texan accent.

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

Otsana Kurt Corral

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⦋ 28 || Canadian || She/Her ⦌

OVERVIEW

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APPEARANCE

Otsana is an inumimi, meaning that she has a wolf's tail and ears. Her body is covered in scars and tattoos, the most notable of which being a large cross shaped scar on her face. Clothing wise, she wears what could loosely be called 'military' style clothing. Olive green tank tops, shorts, and a crap ton of holsters. She claims that her skimpy clothing is because she is used to much colder weather, which she is, but more than one observer has noted that her clothing leaves others a bit hot and bothered.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born in a rural town in the north of the Quebec Province, Otsana is the middle child of a very large family. Even at a young age, her seemingly boundless pool of ki manifested itself as she out-ran, out-lasted, and out-scrapped her siblings and other children. She easily fit into the the 'wild-child' stereotype that follows her kind; running through the woods barefoot, scaring livestock, and generally raising hell. By the time she reached sixteen years old, her parents had sent her to Saint Christopher's Boarding School in Québec City.

While this was intended to be a punishment, she quite enjoyed herself. She often slipped away from her chaperones to explore the city, often sneaking out to get into the same shenanigans she did back home. However she did manage to do well in her studies and had a knack for avoiding serious consequences. It was here she first developed an attunement to her ki, instinctively developing her ki-sense as she dodged her chaperones. However what did get her enthusiasm the most was the summer trips to her cousins in the States, where she first got to fire guns.

Ultimately, when she did graduate a recruiter managed to convince her to join the army. They made it sound like she'd get paid to do what she liked, which was cause trouble while playing with guns. While this was true, they didn't mention that she'd be expected to work within a command structure. Even being the designated machine-gunner of her squad wasn’t enough to make her stop chafing with her superiors. However it was in the Army where she finally discovered how to use Ki, when during an ambush she instinctively managed to use her ki to keep firing her gun long after the magazine had run out.

Needless to say, the military was quite keen to use her once this manifested. She was convinced to join a special forces unit composed primarily of Ki users. Here she was taught the finer points of blowing things up, smashing faces, and general asskicking while also refining her ki usage.

All things must come to an end, and so did Otsana's term of service. After several years worth of missions, there came a point where it became clear that she just didn't have the temperament to stay much longer.

Barely receiving an honorable discharge, she found herself in high demand as a mercenary. She could be picky with her contracts, and often chose them based on how fun they sounded, like sabotage. These contracts were often broken up with her own activities, which often included robberies. It was these criminal activities that gained her notoriety, though she was careful to cultivate a Robin Hood style image, especially if it helped her escape. Sometimes this means tossing wads of cash behind her to attract a mob to slow down the cops, sometimes it means running away rather than finishing off a popular vigilante, and other times it means evacuating a corrupt official’s office building before blowing it up.

Either way, Otsana has become a globe trotter, eating when it's fun; drinking when it's fun; and fighting when it's fun.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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SKILLS & ABILITIES

Otsana carries several guns and explosives. Otsana uses her guns both as melee weapons and as ranged weapons. She switches between dual wielding one handed weapons and using her machine gun. She's been trained in using her firearms as meele weapons, and they have been hardened accordingly.

Her ki enhances her senses, strength, and durability, letting her use her guns with extreme precision. Additionally she's developed an unusual technique of channeling her Ki through her weapons, putting the 'fire' in 'firearms'. All her shots look like tracer rounds, but are actually miniature fireballs. her ki sensing training came from the army, where it was mainly emphasized to give her a situational awareness of where people are in relation to her, as well as their relative power levels.

SIGNATURE MOVES

■ One Handed: Both Barrels

Otsana draws her sawn-off shotgun and, like the name suggests, fires both barrels at once. This has been known to knock people flat on their backs. Short Range with Decent knockback

■ One Handed: Double Tap

Otsana draws an automatic pistol and fires several times in a row. Medium Ranged with rapid chip damage

■ One Handed: Doorknocker

Otsana draws a comically large revolver and fires a powerful long ranged shot.

■ Two Handed: Bloop

Otsana fires a grenade from her launcher, blowing her opponent away.

■ Two Handed: Boloa-Launcher

Using her MG's Underslung launcher, Otsana entangles her opponent, holding them still for further attacks.

■ Two Handed: Dragon's Breath

Otsana channels her ki through her launcher in the form of a large cone of fire. It doesn't do much damage in itself, but it is likely to set things on fire.

■ Two Handed: Flash-Bang

Otsana tosses a small flashbang that disorients anyone caught in the flash.

SUPER MOVES

■ The Buzzsaw

With a wild cackle, Otsana unleashes an entire drum magazine for her MG on an opponent in one long burst.

■ Here's a Present!

Otsana plants a large satchel charge on her opponent before retreating to a safe range to detonate it.

■ Everything at Once

Leading with a flashbang, Otsana draws and fires each of her one handed weapons in quick succession.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Because her different attacks require her to switch weapons so often, anyone that can catch her off guard will be at an advantage. Furthermore, several of her two handed attacks use finite resources that she cannot replace during a fight. She doesn't have any notable movement options; even though she does have a grappling hook, it is too unwieldy to use during a fight.

Additionally she is prone to excess when indulging, giving an opening for foul play. Finally, as theatrical as she is, she often has difficulty in actually finishing people off.

OTHER

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Margot "Renard Bleu" Coudray

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⦋ 24 || French || She/Her ⦌

OVERVIEW

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APPEARANCE

Margot carries herself with a distinctly aristocratic air. While her beauty speaks for itself, her height is something of note, as she stands at nearly six feet. Thankfully, she has the money to make sure that whatever she’s wearing fits her. This includes her now trademark blue fencing outfit which evokes the swashbucklers of old, complete with a wide brimmed hat, a fox-shaped mask, and a cape. While these all serve practical purposes (Keeps the sun out of her eyes, vision enhancement, and weather protection), the only other practical concessions to her dangerous lifestyle is a recently added lining of kevlar and practical shoes.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Margot’s family can trace their origins back to the days of the Musketeers, where they served alongside the actual Athos, Aramis, Porthos, and D’Artangan. Since then, at least one member from every generation served under the crown of France. When the Revolution came, their blood was spilled on both sides of the conflict, and even more lost their heads to the guillotine. Still, when France needed them, the Coudray family answered. Members marched on Moscow under Napoleon, fought in the trenches of Verdun, and pushed the Nazis from Paris.

Growing up listening to these stories impressed a sense of pride and heritage on Margot. While not as militarily inclined as her forefathers, she took up the family sword-fighting tradition from a young age. While the art had certainly fallen by the wayside on the modern battlefield, no shortage of Nomads fill criminal ranks the world over. A chance encounter and foiling of a mugging convinced her to 'even the odds'. Taking up the mantle 'Renard Bleu', she joined the ranks of amateur vigilantes as she strove to keep alive the ideals of the Musketeers by defending the weak.

Unfortunately, like many other Vigilantes, the rush of fighting and fame proved to be all too alluring. More and more of her time was devoted to showing off her own powers through theatrical interventions in criminal activities, extending to participating in fighting tournaments with others, even making a tidy sum off the winnings. On the streets her interventions became more theatrical, often planning her arrivals to maximize the impact and visibility. However in doing so she broke one of the cardinal rules of vigilantism: Do Not Interfere With A Police Investigation.

While thwarting street level drug deals and robberies were one thing, breaking into Milieu connected offices and businesses was a big no-no. The search for evidence often complicated police investigations by tainting any evidence that was gathered, making it inadmissible in court. Margot did one worse. While investigating a business related to the Comtois family she accidentally blew the cover of an undercover police officer. What started as a simple break-in soon turned into a frantic three way fight between the police, the Comtois, and a handful of vigilantes. When the dust settled, there were multiple casualties on all sides, the DGSE had lost years worth of progress, and the Comtois even managed to sue some of the unmasked vigilantes.

The uproar was immediate. While the public had rallied behind the vigilantes and their fight for the common man, so many dead police soured public outlook towards them. Calls to reign in vigilantes soon forced many to retire or submit to oversight. Margot chose neither, convinced that she had been set up for failure. Fuming, she left France, using her sizable winnings to travel the world, eventually ending up in Gold City on one of her many stops as she considered her options, and do some soul searching.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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SKILLS & ABILITIES

Typically Margot wields two blades, a rapier in her main hand and a parrying dagger in her off hand. In normal fights, she keeps the sheathes of her blades on, only exposing then when a fight gets serious. Until that point, they act like a pair of clubs, albeit pretty ones. This also gives her extra reach compared to most other fighters.

A world class fencer, Margot wins fights by controlling when and how she moves into striking range. Always mobile, she often attacks and moves in one motion. When possible, she tries to follow up an attack with a combo to press an advantage. She uses her fighting spirit to reinforce these techniques, using it to augment the speed and range of her lunges as well as enhance her mobility. As her technique represents hundreds of years of refinement, she is also trained in ki sensing, though she also augments this with her mask's vision enhancements.

SIGNATURE MOVES

■ Coupe-rose (Rose Cutter)

One of her only ground fighting moves, Margot dashes forward and slides, sweeping the opponent's legs out from under them with a kick. She then follows up a series of slashes with her dagger and sword as she swiftly rises to her feet again.

■ Fouetter (Whip)

Margot makes a mighty leap, slashing her target as she ends up behind them with her sword before whipping around to stab them in the back with her dagger.

■ Le Saut du Chat (The Cat's Leap)

Expending her fighting spirit, Margot can rapidly move a few steps in the blink of an eye. She often uses this to disengage or engage opponents.

■ Riposte

A rather simple technique, Margot uses her dagger to parry an incoming attack before driving her sword home, allowing her to punish those that come to her. This is usually followed up with a kick to push the opponent back.

■ Six pétales de lys (Six Petals of the Lily)

Margot initiates a rapid series of slashes against her opponent, striking from the front repeatedly to disorient them and force them back.

SUPER MOVES

■ Attaque Vengerrese (Gale Strike)

Focusing her fighting spirit, she can make her sword strikes so quick that the very air itself becomes an extension of her attacks. This effectively increases the reach of her sword by several feet, striking her opponents far beyond her normal range.

■ Tempête d'épées (Storm of Swords)

Margot lets her fighting spirit flow through her, blades becoming a light as a feather as she moves at the speed of wind. Using her agility, she dashes around the battlefield. She can effectively teleport like this, and becomes very hard to hit.

■ Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno (One for All, All for One)

With a burst of energy, Margot becomes fast enough to leave afterimages. Utilizing this speed, she can chain together a series of blows that come so fast and from so many angles that it seems that she has suddenly gained an untold number of allies which have all decided to strike at once.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Margot's fighting style has a tendency to over-extend. If she misses with her initial strike, she has difficulty following up and is left open for retaliation. Additionally any character that can keep her close will have a definite advantage over her, especially once they get within the range of her sword.

OTHER

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- She actually has a degree, BS in Economics from Ecole Polytechnique, and her knowledge of the stock market has helped stretch her funds while traveling.

Jamie Cranton

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⦋ 40's || USA || He/Him ⦌

OVERVIEW

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APPEARANCE

Jamie dresses with a distinctively Contemporary Western flair, a holdover from his days with the Texas Rangers. Most notably, he is almost never without a cowboy hat of some sort, and even his formal wear is evocative of Westerns. Typically he wears dark blue jeans and a grey western suit jacket over a lavender dress shirt. He keeps his whip on his hip, within easy reach, and wears a set of fingerless gloves when fighting.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born and raised in raised in the heart of West Texas, Jamie he easily split his time between his duties on the ranch and the classroom and excelling in both. He was a model youth, joining the local Scout troop, Captaining the debate team, and even winning medals as part of the school Judo team. By the time he graduated high school, he was set on studying Law and becoming a Texas Ranger. For him this meant joining the Army, taking advantage of the ROTC to get his degree in Criminology. After nearly a decade of service in the army, he was honorably discharged with plenty of experience with the Military Justice System under his belt.

From there, it was a (relatively) simple matter of joining the famous organization, spending nearly ten years working as a Detective in Company E of the Texas Ranger Division. There he became known for his bulldog nature, wrapping up criminals in a legal snare of their own creation before bringing the hammer down on them. For the more rough and tumble ki-using criminals that chose not to come in quietly, Jamie was more than happy to make them regret their need to fight back. Needless to say, once MIRAGE started making trouble, he was quickly transfered to MAVERICK, one of many law enforcement officials that volunteered in the call to bulk up the agency in the face of the new threat.

At least that's the story he tells most people.

In reality he's been working with MAVERICK for nearly his whole civillian career. Plenty of his cases had an angle that interested them in some way, and a majority of the serious criminals he caught were wanted by MAVERICK already. THeir assitance was always welcome, as they were happy to let local law enforcement pick and choose which cases to transfer to MAVERICK. However things started to chafe in the last few years. Even prior to the offical transfer, more and more cases were taken out of his hands and transfered to a MAVERICK investegation team. Years of evidence handed over to them, and the perp would disappear into their custody, never to be heard from again.

It came to a head one night when he was called out to investegate a massive fight in a warehouse outside of the small town of Clearspring. Even as he showed up, boxes were being taken away in unmarked vans by MAVERICK agents, along with numerous bodies. He was given a pre-written report to sign off on. He exploded, throwing the report back in the agent's face and storming off, shouting that he would make sure that the Ranger Chief would know of this interference.

He didnt even get to his car before he was subdued.

The Jamie that walked back into his office the next day was a changed man. He turned in his report, attributing the fight to drug cartels. And so to this day he has served MAVERICK, and by extention MIRAGE, duitifully. Covering up their activities, fabricating evidence against their enemies, and carefully scouting out other Rangers to turn to their side. Eventually he was told to transfer into MAVERICK offically, and he duitifully did so, freeing himself to serve at their leisure. Over the years he traveled from country to country, helping clean up MIRAGE's messes, either with a polite smile and drawl, a badge and a warrant, or fist to the face.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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SKILLS & ABILITIES

Jamie's fighting style is very grappling centric. He uses his strength and skill to grapple opponents before subduing them with a flurry of strikes. To this end, he uses a whip to restrain and control his targets, controlling them as he moves in like a bulldog. Beyond the typical ki augmentations of strength, speed, and endurance; Jamie specializes in generating electricity for his attacks.

SIGNATURE MOVES

■ Cattle Prod:

- A passive effect, Jamie electrifies his fists and feet, making his grappling and strikes all the more painful

■ Entangle:

- The basis of most of Jami's other techniques. It simply entails lashing out and using their whip to entangle their opponent in an effort to gain control of their movement.

■ Rope a Dope:

- The simplest of follow ups to Entangle, Jamie pulls the opponent in, keeping them off balance and potentially into range for further grappling or a simple sucker punch.

■ Sidewinder:

- The Opposite of Rope-a-Dope, Jamie leaps into the air and pulls himself in, using their weight and momentum for a powerful blow.

■ Snake Bite:

- Jamie's main ranged attack, they simply concentrate their ki on the tip of their lasso and lash it out. Between the bright arcs created by his electrical Ki and the loud snap of the whip, it can disorient his target even if it misses.

■ Grab the Ring:

- Jamie is proficient at grabbing and flinging objects with his whip. It gives him some defense against ranged projectiles, and can also be used to make weapons out of his surroundings

■ Burning Ring of Fire:

- Using their ki, Jamie electrifies his whip and spins it around himself. While it's difficult to maintain the coordination, it does make it very difficult for someone to approach him without risking being struck

SUPER MOVES

■ Dope on a Rope:

- Once Jamie has entangled someone, he spins them around, slamming the unfortunate target into the ground and surroundings multiple times

■ The Brand:

- Jamie uses his ki to electrify his whip while entangling a target, leaving painful burns and staggering them.

■ Highwayman's Turn:

- Jamie places a trio of rifle bullets between his fingers before punching his target. This has a threefold effect. First, the actual punch. Second, the metal cartridges channel electricity very well. Third, this also sets the rounds off at point blank range.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Most of Jamie's special moves require room to swing his whip, which does telegraph what he is about to do. Furthermore, his whip has a limited range, and a sweet spot of use, meaning that Jamie is unable to hit targets outside the range of his whip and is less effective when he cannot get a full swing of his arm. Additionally, most of his hard hitting moves require setting up in the form of Entangle.

OTHER

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- Jamie does in fact still carry a pistol, and is quite a good marksman, but due to the nature of nomads it is normally of little use in a fight.
- Jamie is fluent in Spanish and English, but makes no attempt to disguise his thick Texan accent.

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

ANd returning character #2, Otsana!

Otsana Kurt Corral

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⦋ 28 || Canadian || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Otsana is an inumimi, meaning that she has a wolf's tail and ears. Her body is covered in scars and tattoos, the most notable of which being a large cross shaped scar on her face. Clothing wise, she wears what could loosely be called 'military' style clothing. Olive green tank tops, shorts, and a crap ton of holsters. She claims that her skimpy clothing is because she is used to much colder weather, which she is, but more than one observer has noted that her clothing leaves others a bit hot and bothered.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Loud
- Brash
- Bold
- Bombastic
- A bit of a redneck
- Hedonistic
- Tomboyish

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born in a rural town in the north of the Quebec Province, Otsana is the middle child of a very large family. Even at a young age, her seemingly boundless pool of ki manifested itself as she out-ran, out-lasted, and out-scrapped her siblings and other children. She easily fit into the the 'wild-child' stereotype that follows her kind; running through the woods barefoot, scaring livestock, and generally raising hell. By the time she reached sixteen years old, her parents had sent her to Saint Christopher's Boarding School in Québec City.

While this was intended to be a punishment, she quite enjoyed herself. She often slipped away from her chaperones to explore the city, often sneaking out to get into the same shenanigans she did back home. However she did manage to do well in her studies and had a knack for avoiding serious consequences. It was here she first developed an attunement to her ki, instinctively developing her ki-sense as she dodged her chaperones. However what did get her enthusiasm the most was the summer trips to her cousins in the States, where she first got to fire guns.

Ultimately, when she did graduate a recruiter managed to convince her to join the army. They made it sound like she'd get paid to do what she liked, which was cause trouble while playing with guns. While this was true, they didn't mention that she'd be expected to work within a command structure. Even being the designated machine-gunner of her squad wasn’t enough to make her stop chafing with her superiors. However it was in the Army where she finally discovered how to use Ki, when during an ambush she instinctively managed to use her ki to keep firing her gun long after the magazine had run out.

Needless to say, the military was quite keen to use her once this manifested. She was convinced to join a special forces unit composed primarily of Ki users. Here she was taught the finer points of blowing things up, smashing faces, and general asskicking while also refining her ki usage.

All things must come to an end, and so did Otsana's term of service. After several years worth of missions, there came a point where it became clear that she just didn't have the temperament to stay much longer.

Barely receiving an honorable discharge, she found herself in high demand as a mercenary. She could be picky with her contracts, and often chose them based on how fun they sounded, like sabotage. These contracts were often broken up with her own activities, which often included robberies. It was these criminal activities that gained her notoriety, though she was careful to cultivate a Robin Hood style image, especially if it helped her escape. Sometimes this means tossing wads of cash behind her to attract a mob to slow down the cops, sometimes it means running away rather than finishing off a popular vigilante, and other times it means evacuating a corrupt official’s office building before blowing it up.

Either way, Otsana has become a globe trotter, eating when it's fun; drinking when it's fun; and fighting when it's fun.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Otsana carries several guns and explosives. Otsana uses her guns both as melee weapons and as ranged weapons. She switches between dual wielding one handed weapons and using her machine gun. She's been trained in using her firearms as meele weapons, and they have been hardened accordingly.

Her ki enhances her senses, strength, and durability, letting her use her guns with extreme precision. Additionally she's developed an unusual technique of channeling her Ki through her weapons, putting the 'fire' in 'firearms'. All her shots look like tracer rounds, but are actually miniature fireballs. her ki sensing training came from the army, where it was mainly emphasized to give her a situational awareness of where people are in relation to her, as well as their relative power levels.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ One Handed: Both Barrels

Otsana draws her sawn-off shotgun and, like the name suggests, fires both barrels at once. This has been known to knock people flat on their backs. Short Range with Decent knockback

■ One Handed: Double Tap

Otsana draws an automatic pistol and fires several times in a row. Medium Ranged with rapid chip damage

■ One Handed: Doorknocker

Otsana draws a comically large revolver and fires a powerful long ranged shot.

■ Two Handed: Bloop

Otsana fires a grenade from her launcher, blowing her opponent away.

■ Two Handed: Boloa-Launcher

Using her MG's Underslung launcher, Otsana entangles her opponent, holding them still for further attacks.

■ Two Handed: Dragon's Breath

Otsana channels her ki through her launcher in the form of a large cone of fire. It doesn't do much damage in itself, but it is likely to set things on fire.

■ Two Handed: Flash-Bang

Otsana tosses a small flashbang that disorients anyone caught in the flash.

SUPER MOVES

■ The Buzzsaw

With a wild cackle, Otsana unleashes an entire drum magazine for her MG on an opponent in one long burst.

■ Here's a Present!

Otsana plants a large satchel charge on her opponent before retreating to a safe range to detonate it.

■ Everything at Once

Leading with a flashbang, Otsana draws and fires each of her one handed weapons in quick succession.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Because her different attacks require her to switch weapons so often, anyone that can catch her off guard will be at an advantage. Furthermore, several of her two handed attacks use finite resources that she cannot replace during a fight. She doesn't have any notable movement options; even though she does have a grappling hook, it is too unwieldy to use during a fight.

Additionally she is prone to excess when indulging, giving an opening for foul play. Finally, as theatrical as she is, she often has difficulty in actually finishing people off.

OTHER

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- She wears hearing protection in her ears, which also double as wireless headphones. They are pretty unobtrusive, and keep her from blowing out her eardrums from all the explosions she causes.

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

Alright, for the first of my returning characters, Margot Coudray:

Margot "Renard Bleu" Coudray

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⦋ 24 || French || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Margot carries herself with a distinctly aristocratic air. While her beauty speaks for itself, her height is something of note, as she stands at nearly six feet. Thankfully, she has the money to make sure that whatever she’s wearing fits her. This includes her now trademark blue fencing outfit which evokes the swashbucklers of old, complete with a wide brimmed hat, a fox-shaped mask, and a cape. While these all serve practical purposes (Keeps the sun out of her eyes, vision enhancement, and weather protection), the only other practical concessions to her dangerous lifestyle is a recently added lining of kevlar and practical shoes.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Analytical
- Dramatic
- Proud
- Driven to the point of stubbornness
- Quick to Snark

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Margot’s family can trace their origins back to the days of the Musketeers, where they served alongside the actual Athos, Aramis, Porthos, and D’Artangan. Since then, at least one member from every generation served under the crown of France. When the Revolution came, their blood was spilled on both sides of the conflict, and even more lost their heads to the guillotine. Still, when France needed them, the Coudray family answered. Members marched on Moscow under Napoleon, fought in the trenches of Verdun, and pushed the Nazis from Paris.

Growing up listening to these stories impressed a sense of pride and heritage on Margot. While not as militarily inclined as her forefathers, she took up the family sword-fighting tradition from a young age. While the art had certainly fallen by the wayside on the modern battlefield, no shortage of Nomads fill criminal ranks the world over. A chance encounter and foiling of a mugging convinced her to 'even the odds'. Taking up the mantle 'Renard Bleu', she joined the ranks of amateur vigilantes as she strove to keep alive the ideals of the Musketeers by defending the weak.

Unfortunately, like many other Vigilantes, the rush of fighting and fame proved to be all too alluring. More and more of her time was devoted to showing off her own powers through theatrical interventions in criminal activities, extending to participating in fighting tournaments with others, even making a tidy sum off the winnings. On the streets her interventions became more theatrical, often planning her arrivals to maximize the impact and visibility. However in doing so she broke one of the cardinal rules of vigilantism: Do Not Interfere With A Police Investigation.

While thwarting street level drug deals and robberies were one thing, breaking into Milieu connected offices and businesses was a big no-no. The search for evidence often complicated police investigations by tainting any evidence that was gathered, making it inadmissible in court. Margot did one worse. While investigating a business related to the Comtois family she accidentally blew the cover of an undercover police officer. What started as a simple break-in soon turned into a frantic three way fight between the police, the Comtois, and a handful of vigilantes. When the dust settled, there were multiple casualties on all sides, the DGSE had lost years worth of progress, and the Comtois even managed to sue some of the unmasked vigilantes.

The uproar was immediate. While the public had rallied behind the vigilantes and their fight for the common man, so many dead police soured public outlook towards them. Calls to reign in vigilantes soon forced many to retire or submit to oversight. Margot chose neither, convinced that she had been set up for failure. Fuming, she left France, using her sizable winnings to travel the world, eventually ending up in Gold City on one of her many stops as she considered her options, and do some soul searching.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Typically Margot wields two blades, a rapier in her main hand and a parrying dagger in her off hand. In normal fights, she keeps the sheathes of her blades on, only exposing then when a fight gets serious. Until that point, they act like a pair of clubs, albeit pretty ones. This also gives her extra reach compared to most other fighters.

A world class fencer, Margot wins fights by controlling when and how she moves into striking range. Always mobile, she often attacks and moves in one motion. When possible, she tries to follow up an attack with a combo to press an advantage. She uses her fighting spirit to reinforce these techniques, using it to augment the speed and range of her lunges as well as enhance her mobility. As her technique represents hundreds of years of refinement, she is also trained in ki sensing, though she also augments this with her mask's vision enhancements.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Coupe-rose (Rose Cutter)

One of her only ground fighting moves, Margot dashes forward and slides, sweeping the opponent's legs out from under them with a kick. She then follows up a series of slashes with her dagger and sword as she swiftly rises to her feet again.

■ Fouetter (Whip)

Margot makes a mighty leap, slashing her target as she ends up behind them with her sword before whipping around to stab them in the back with her dagger.

■ Le Saut du Chat (The Cat's Leap)

Expending her fighting spirit, Margot can rapidly move a few steps in the blink of an eye. She often uses this to disengage or engage opponents.

■ Riposte

A rather simple technique, Margot uses her dagger to parry an incoming attack before driving her sword home, allowing her to punish those that come to her. This is usually followed up with a kick to push the opponent back.

■ Six pétales de lys (Six Petals of the Lily)

Margot initiates a rapid series of slashes against her opponent, striking from the front repeatedly to disorient them and force them back.

SUPER MOVES

■ Attaque Vengerrese (Gale Strike)

Focusing her fighting spirit, she can make her sword strikes so quick that the very air itself becomes an extension of her attacks. This effectively increases the reach of her sword by several feet, striking her opponents far beyond her normal range.

■ Tempête d'épées (Storm of Swords)

Margot lets her fighting spirit flow through her, blades becoming a light as a feather as she moves at the speed of wind. Using her agility, she dashes around the battlefield. She can effectively teleport like this, and becomes very hard to hit.

■ Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno (One for All, All for One)

With a burst of energy, Margot becomes fast enough to leave afterimages. Utilizing this speed, she can chain together a series of blows that come so fast and from so many angles that it seems that she has suddenly gained an untold number of allies which have all decided to strike at once.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Margot's fighting style has a tendency to over-extend. If she misses with her initial strike, she has difficulty following up and is left open for retaliation. Additionally any character that can keep her close will have a definite advantage over her, especially once they get within the range of her sword.

OTHER

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- She actually has a degree, BS in Economics from Ecole Polytechnique, and her knowledge of the stock market has helped stretch her funds while traveling.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙾𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 - 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙸𝚗 𝙾𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝

@DeadDrop I'm really sorry, something's popped up that's changed my availability for RP for the forseeable future. I am going to have to redact my application