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Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Jonathan Sterling

• Name: Jonathan Sterling
• Age: 25
• Appearance: He looks like a guy that wears glasses
• Personality: While a reasonably polite fellow on the surface, Jon is a somewhat self-centred individual, who believes the world owes him luxury and prestige, and that 'menial' work is beneath him. This arrogance can seep into his social encounters, but for the most part he tries to hold that bit back. The lesser-skilled can get jealous, you know?
  Although he has great confidence in his, admittedly justified, ability to sell and convince, repeated roadblocks can wear him down rather quickly, showing off a more immature side to himself, as well. He's also not the most courageous of men, and is liable to hide behind rows of colleagues if given the chance.
  Jon does recognise the value in teamwork, however. Or at least the illusion of it. He's willing to play along with a group to an extent, purely to win favour and trust, but don't expect him to commit to any task more strenuous than 'show up and give the group morale support'. And to his credit, while he may have no morale qualms about selling defective, overpriced crap to the needy, he's not a monster. If he sees true villainy, it awakens a fire of mild disdain within him, and... he'll probably call it out once he's in a safe location. After all, he's not the one wearing the cape.
• History: There is truly nothing remarkable about Jonathan. He was never a religious person, he did not shine brightly above his classmates, and his talents have thus far landed him in a steady position selling construction contracts, as well as financial management. Combined with his narcissistic and arrogant views, he really should have been nothing more your typical sleazy merchant. It was just pure chance that he happened to conduct business with members of Soulflame, who noticed he had an aptitude for contracting with other beings. Claiming that they needed to hash out details with a 'superior', Jonathan was instead guided into a conversation with a slightly unusual client - a Japanese deity surrounded by eerie foxes.
  One flustered debate and deal broker later, Jonathan was left in a strange predicament - this deity was willing to 'gift' him with a glorified pet, on the basis that he improve his craft and influence a meaningful change for society. Or else. And so, somewhat begrudgingly, Jonathan is currently working with Soulflame.
• Affiliation: Soulflame
• Level: Low
• Primary Contracted Party: Inari
• Abilities: Jonathan isn't granted a direct boon - at least, not in his current level. Instead, Inari apparently saw him worthy only of a follower. The word is used loosely, as the kitsune granted to him is rather weak and temperamental. A glowing white fox with a single tail, this creature is agile and intelligent, but lacking in abilities beyond very basic fire magic. According to Inari, this fox will grow in strength alongside Jon, and is a reflection of his current worth. In other words, he's seen as so useless that even the fox rarely follows a direct order from him.
  as Jonathon grows in strength and worth, the familiar will grow stronger in turn, denoted by the number of tails. Its' magic becomes more varied and powerful, becomes capable of speech, and might even grant the ultimate boon - any rice-based dish will taste amazing.
• Skills: In the context of a salesman, Jon is a fast, almost charismatic talker, able to upsell the good qualities of any product. This also extends to his ability to bluff through conversations if need be. Evidently, he's not quite good enough to win the favour of a deity. He's also fairly business-minded, and knows when a quick profit can be made.
• Other: Jonathan calls his fox Fido. The fox does not respond well to this name.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Jonathan Sterling

• Name: Jonathan Sterling
• Age: 25
• Appearance: He looks like a guy that wears glasses
• Personality: While a reasonably polite fellow on the surface, Jon is a somewhat self-centred individual, who believes the world owes him luxury and prestige, and that 'menial' work is beneath him. This arrogance can seep into his social encounters, but for the most part he tries to hold that bit back. The lesser-skilled can get jealous, you know?
  Although he has great confidence in his, admittedly justified, ability to sell and convince, repeated roadblocks can wear him down rather quickly, showing off a more immature side to himself, as well. He's also not the most courageous of men, and is liable to hide behind rows of colleagues if given the chance.
  Jon does recognise the value in teamwork, however. Or at least the illusion of it. He's willing to play along with a group to an extent, purely to win favour and trust, but don't expect him to commit to any task more strenuous than 'show up and give the group morale support'. And to his credit, while he may have no morale qualms about selling defective, overpriced crap to the needy, he's not a monster. If he sees true villainy, it awakens a fire of mild disdain within him, and... he'll probably call it out once he's in a safe location. After all, he's not the one wearing the cape.
• History: There is truly nothing remarkable about Jonathan. He was never a religious person, he did not shine brightly above his classmates, and his talents have thus far landed him in a steady position selling construction contracts, as well as financial management. Combined with his narcissistic and arrogant views, he really should have been nothing more your typical sleazy merchant. It was just pure chance that he happened to conduct business with members of Soulflame, who noticed he had an aptitude for contracting with other beings. Claiming that they needed to hash out details with a 'superior', Jonathan was instead guided into a conversation with a slightly unusual client - a Japanese deity surrounded by eerie foxes.
  One flustered debate and deal broker later, Jonathan was left in a strange predicament - this deity was willing to 'gift' him with a glorified pet, on the basis that he improve his craft and influence a meaningful change for society. Or else. And so, somewhat begrudgingly, Jonathan is currently working with Soulflame.
• Affiliation: Soulflame
• Level: Low
• Primary Contracted Party: Inari
• Abilities: Jonathan isn't granted a direct boon - at least, not in his current level. Instead, Inari apparently saw him worthy only of a follower. The word is used loosely, as the kitsune granted to him is rather weak and temperamental. A glowing white fox with a single tail, this creature is agile and intelligent, but lacking in abilities beyond very basic fire magic. According to Inari, this fox will grow in strength alongside Jon, and is a reflection of his current worth. In other words, he's seen as so useless that even the fox rarely follows a direct order from him.
  as Jonathon grows in strength and worth, the familiar will grow stronger in turn, denoted by the number of tails. Its' magic becomes more varied and powerful, becomes capable of speech, and might even grant the ultimate boon - any rice-based dish will taste amazing.
• Skills: In the context of a salesman, Jon is a fast, almost charismatic talker, able to upsell the good qualities of any product. This also extends to his ability to bluff through conversations if need be. Evidently, he's not quite good enough to win the favour of a deity. He's also fairly business-minded, and knows when a quick profit can be made.
• Other: Jonathan calls his fox Fido. The fox does not respond well to this name.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP (Interest Check)

I'll throw my interest in. Might take a few days before I can stsrt work on an idea though.

Fate/esoterica

Kishinami Hakuno

Ah, they were leaving... Hakuno's eyes followed the nun and her companion, still in disbelief. It couldn't possibly have been so easy to find them! It was... too convenient. Too obvious! And... seriously, why was a nun fighting in a holy grail war? ...Phrasing it like that, the young master felt it was a stupidly-obvious connection, but still!

So focused on her enemies, she jumped in her seat when Archer communicated with her telepathically. She blinked in the Servant's direction. She... she was so calm, seemingly unconcerned with their opponents. Had she no fear? That nun apparently contracted with a Saber class, the supposed strongest of them all. Even if Archer was divine, a little more caution could be practised, right? The small, seemingly-innocent girl was just the very picture of an adorable little sister right now!

"...Putting that aside, Arc- um... what are we suppos-" Hakuno's whispered question was interrupted when the table shook slightly, and a ketchup bottle fell over the edge. The strangely-loose cap fell away, spilling its contents on her lap. Hakuno stared silently at the mess on her clothes, her mind trying to process if this was a product of divine intervention, for some grievous sin she committed. She was dragged away by Archer, putting up no resistance, despite her confusion. Sure, it sucked that her clothes were ruined, but weren't they just letting their opponents escape like this...?

Fate/Alter Divergence

Kishinami Hakuno

Ah, wearing a dress was a terrible idea, wasn't it?

In a far corner of the room, Kishinami Hakuno awkwardly lingered, trying her hardest to be invisible. To be fair, that was normally second-nature to her, but the setting was a little different. Without a more substantial crowd, it was much more difficult for the young magus to essentially disappear into the background. Her cheeks were still burning from the realisation she'd arrived far too early - almost a full hour ago, thanks to a silly mix-up.

Fidgeting with her glasses, the plain-faced girl was worrying over several things: Her extreme earliness, no doubt poorly reflecting on herself; the plain, simplistic dress that was completely at odds with the lavishness of the Tohsaka household... if it weren't for Archer, she'd probably have been turned away at the door for being an obvious intruder, wouldn't she? Hakuno felt extremely out of place, and no one had even shown up yet!

Well, someone else had finally come, conversing with the host. The mage glanced in their direction for a moment, before shamefully turning her head away and sighing. Meetings like this... she wasn't used to them at all. Maybe she'd be better off hiding away until it was time to go home...

Fate/esoterica

Lancer

Understood.

So his Master had chosen the merciful route. That suited Lancer fine, but he could take pride in her kindness later. His opponent had opted instead to hurl another tree at the defenceless enemy. The coward! Attacking the helpless like that! Unfortunately, it left him with no time to strike her down, he had to save the humans before they were crushed. The hulking Lancer burst towards them, his weapon raised. If he could just get in front of it...

The tree, which should have launched straight at them, somehow tilted away from them...? Whatever the cause, it gave Lancer just enough time. Coming to a stop in front of the closest child, Lancer raised his blade, embedding it within the trunk of the tree sailing above. With frightening ease, he balanced the tree above him, sighing with relief. It wasn't often that he was overly-concerned with his speed, but being an atypically-statted Lancer could sometimes be worrisome.

Still, he'd stopped the tree from crushing the hapless family - even if the strange arc the trunk took wouldn't have directly hit them, there were numerous branches that could have caused serious injuries, and this way, he stopped the tree from at least causing more collateral damage.

The opponent, however, escaped.

...I've succeeded, Master. The bearded giant informed Estelle, Unfortunately, I couldn't stop the enemy from escaping. My apologies.

He turned his head towards the figures behind him, polearm held aloft still, "Are any of you hurt?"

Fate/Alter Divergence

Master

• Name: Kishinami Hakuno
• Gender: Female
• Age: 17
• Appearance: -Adjusts cutely-
• Personality:
  One who, at first, seems a tad bland and aimless; she claims to have no hobbies or interests, appears to have no interest in the arts, and is even rather uncreative when it comes to spell applications. A lot of this stems from poor social skills: Unused to speaking with strangers for a prolonged period of time, Hakuno generally interacts as 'safely' as possible, carefully choosing her responses to cause the least amount of trouble possible. Though if she's given a chance to warm to someone, she unintentionally begins to show a sillier side to her thought processes. She's a fair bit more cheerful and air-headed than she appears.
  
  Hakuno is unfortunately lacking in self-esteem, however. Given her relatively underwhelming potential as a magus, and her current situation, she can have a tough time keeping herself upbeat. This is another aspect she tries to keep hidden, yet lets slip amongst... whoever could count as a friend during a grail war. She also lacks what most may consider vital: Ruthlessness. As tactically-unsound as it may be, Hakuno would very much prefer to avoid killing her opponents, or at least fellow Masters. Because what are the odds a defeated, living opponent could come back to bite her?
  
  One of Hakuno's strongest traits is probably her stubbornness. No matter how discouraged or ill-advised her action, if Hakuno has decided on a course of action, she'll stick to it. This tends to lead her into trouble more often than not, but hey, she hasn't died yet!

• Skills:
  Hakuno has a surprising knack for using and deciphering Mystic Codes. A mere glance at one in action is enough for her to deduce many of its' properties, and has little trouble in figuring out how to use them, or at least the intended function if it's somehow too unwieldly for her.

• Abilities:
  Element: Air - Like most of her family, Hakuno has an affinity for the Air element. Unlike most of her family, she isn't too well-versed in anything but the most basic of spells. Fortunately(-ish), her family's true specialisation hasn't escaped her grasp.
  Invoked Censor - This ability is a masking spell, of sorts. It doesn't make her invisible, just so thoroughly unremarkable and forgettable that you subconsciously erase her face from memory immediately after seeing her. This effect only strengthens in larger crowds, though Hakuno lacks the skill and expertise to properly combat any spying tactics that could see through her spell. Stronger magi could also potentially see through the trickery in a short amount of time, as well.

• Short History:
  The latest in line of a relatively young magus family, and... decidedly one of their weakest, Hakuno has spent a lot of her childhood studying for the sake of her lineage. Unfortunately, her parents always saw her as lacking direly, and more likely to bring their line to a dead end. As much as Hakuno disliked the immense expectation and pressure placed upon her, she saw it as her duty to do whatever she could to continue the bloodline, if only at least until she could produce a suitable heir.
  
  Her mother passed away when she was still a child, and her father died in a traffic accident only a few years ago. Despite her disdain for the life she'd lead to that point, she kept to her studies and training in a desperate effort to uphold the family name. Perhaps the pressure did get to her after all, as she turned to the power of miracles to grant her a wish: With the holy grail, surely she could become a powerful magus and secure her family's lineage, right? Maybe her descendants could be happier, or become a prestigious magus family, if all she had to do was win this conflict...

Lancer

• Class: Lancer
• True Name: Elizabeth Bathory
• Appearance: Gaze upon your one true idol!
• Alignment: Chaotic Evil
• Personality:
  With a cheery disposition and the child-like glee in which she throws herself into her hobbies, it's hard to believe that her smile belies the mind of an infamous serial killer that went as far as to bathe in the blood of her victims. Well, in a technical sense, she has yet to do such a horrible thing, but it is a part of her identity all the same.
  Elizabeth's state of mind is in an unusual place; normally, she would see no issue with committing casual atrocities, especially to 'commoners', having no defined sense of right or wrong. And yet, behind her narcissistic words and self-congratulatory acts, there is a strange reluctance to fully commit to her famed cruelty. In fact, talk of her deeds in life seem only to enrage Elizabeth, and is a topic best left alone. Instead, she seeks attention through other means, aggressively playing up a cute and lovable persona onstage, hiding away her darkness.

• Stats:
• Strength: C
• Endurance: D
• Agility: E
• Mana: A
• Luck: B
• Noble Phantasm: D

• Class Skills:
• Magic Resistance: A - In the case of Elizabeth Báthory, this ability exists as a hidden Skill that the Servant herself is not really aware of. Its source is the Bathory family's coat of arms - that family's coat of arms was a shield-shape based on the red fang, symbolising the dragon's bravery, strength, and cruelty in never leaving an enemy alive.
• Territory Creation: B - Constructs the Prison Castle Čachtice and confines girls therein for the exploitation of blood. While originally an ability of the Caster class, she acquired this as a special exception due to her life history.

• Personal Skills:
• Torture Techniques: A - In the case of this Servant, the plus modifiers further increases when dealing damage towards women
• Sadistic Charisma: C - Denotes her coercion as a member of the ruling class. Because of a special tradition-modifier, her Charisma ranks up towards females. She has a side that is strangely fastidious towards men, and while she likes poking them through her tools, she rarely touches them directly.

• Noble Phantasm(s):
• Báthory Erzsébet: Fresh Blood Demoness
• Rank E+, Anti-Unit
• Range: 3 ~ 60
• Max. Targets: 1000

• Changes: None

Fate/Alter Divergence

Master

• Name: Kishinami Hakuno
• Gender: Female
• Age: 17
• Appearance: -Adjusts cutely-
• Personality:
  One who, at first, seems a tad bland and aimless; she claims to have no hobbies or interests, appears to have no interest in the arts, and is even rather uncreative when it comes to spell applications. A lot of this stems from poor social skills: Unused to speaking with strangers for a prolonged period of time, Hakuno generally interacts as 'safely' as possible, carefully choosing her responses to cause the least amount of trouble possible. Though if she's given a chance to warm to someone, she unintentionally begins to show a sillier side to her thought processes. She's a fair bit more cheerful and air-headed than she appears.
  
  Hakuno is unfortunately lacking in self-esteem, however. Given her relatively underwhelming potential as a magus, and her current situation, she can have a tough time keeping herself upbeat. This is another aspect she tries to keep hidden, yet lets slip amongst... whoever could count as a friend during a grail war. She also lacks what most may consider vital: Ruthlessness. As tactically-unsound as it may be, Hakuno would very much prefer to avoid killing her opponents, or at least fellow Masters. Because what are the odds a defeated, living opponent could come back to bite her?
  
  One of Hakuno's strongest traits is probably her stubbornness. No matter how discouraged or ill-advised her action, if Hakuno has decided on a course of action, she'll stick to it. This tends to lead her into trouble more often than not, but hey, she hasn't died yet!

• Skills:
  Hakuno has a surprising knack for using and deciphering Mystic Codes. A mere glance at one in action is enough for her to deduce many of its' properties, and has little trouble in figuring out how to use them, or at least the intended function if it's somehow too unwieldly for her.

• Abilities:
  Element: Air - Like most of her family, Hakuno has an affinity for the Air element. Unlike most of her family, she isn't too well-versed in anything but the most basic of spells. Fortunately(-ish), her family's true specialisation hasn't escaped her grasp.
  Invoked Censor - This ability is a masking spell, of sorts. It doesn't make her invisible, just so thoroughly unremarkable and forgettable that you subconsciously erase her face from memory immediately after seeing her. This effect only strengthens in larger crowds, though Hakuno lacks the skill and expertise to properly combat any spying tactics that could see through her spell. Stronger magi could also potentially see through the trickery in a short amount of time, as well.

• Short History:
  The latest in line of a relatively young magus family, and... decidedly one of their weakest, Hakuno has spent a lot of her childhood studying for the sake of her lineage. Unfortunately, her parents always saw her as lacking direly, and more likely to bring their line to a dead end. As much as Hakuno disliked the immense expectation and pressure placed upon her, she saw it as her duty to do whatever she could to continue the bloodline, if only at least until she could produce a suitable heir.
  
  Her mother passed away when she was still a child, and her father died in a traffic accident only a few years ago. Despite her disdain for the life she'd lead to that point, she kept to her studies and training in a desperate effort to uphold the family name. Perhaps the pressure did get to her after all, as she turned to the power of miracles to grant her a wish: With the holy grail, surely she could become a powerful magus and secure her family's lineage, right? Maybe her descendants could be happier, or become a prestigious magus family, if all she had to do was win this conflict...

Lancer

• Class: Lancer
• True Name: Elizabeth Bathory
• Appearance: Gaze upon your one true idol!
• Alignment: Chaotic Evil
• Personality:
  With a cheery disposition and the child-like glee in which she throws herself into her hobbies, it's hard to believe that her smile belies the mind of an infamous serial killer that went as far as to bathe in the blood of her victims. Well, in a technical sense, she has yet to do such a horrible thing, but it is a part of her identity all the same.
  Elizabeth's state of mind is in an unusual place; normally, she would see no issue with committing casual atrocities, especially to 'commoners', having no defined sense of right or wrong. And yet, behind her narcissistic words and self-congratulatory acts, there is a strange reluctance to fully commit to her famed cruelty. In fact, talk of her deeds in life seem only to enrage Elizabeth, and is a topic best left alone. Instead, she seeks attention through other means, aggressively playing up a cute and lovable persona onstage, hiding away her darkness.

• Stats:
• Strength: C
• Endurance: D
• Agility: E
• Mana: A
• Luck: B
• Noble Phantasm: D

• Class Skills:
• Magic Resistance: A - In the case of Elizabeth Báthory, this ability exists as a hidden Skill that the Servant herself is not really aware of. Its source is the Bathory family's coat of arms - that family's coat of arms was a shield-shape based on the red fang, symbolising the dragon's bravery, strength, and cruelty in never leaving an enemy alive.
• Territory Creation: B - Constructs the Prison Castle Čachtice and confines girls therein for the exploitation of blood. While originally an ability of the Caster class, she acquired this as a special exception due to her life history.

• Personal Skills:
• Torture Techniques: A - In the case of this Servant, the plus modifiers further increases when dealing damage towards women
• Sadistic Charisma: C - Denotes her coercion as a member of the ruling class. Because of a special tradition-modifier, her Charisma ranks up towards females. She has a side that is strangely fastidious towards men, and while she likes poking them through her tools, she rarely touches them directly.

• Noble Phantasm(s):
• Báthory Erzsébet: Fresh Blood Demoness
• Rank E+, Anti-Unit
• Range: 3 ~ 60
• Max. Targets: 1000

• Changes: None

Fate/Alter Divergence

Also interested.

Fate/esoterica

Lancer

The bearded Servant barely had to move his head aside when the girl careened past him, avoiding his blow. Lancer twisted his body around, ready to defend from further assault. This girl... her size and speed would make her tricky to decisively strike, but he remained confident in his victory. From Lancer's point of view, his opponent appeared to be someone lacking proper martial art capability. Combined with a lack of weapon, and the worst case scenario he could foresee, was having to wait for her to tire before claiming victory.

...Then again, ripping a tree from the ground wasn't really expected.

It was of no concern to Lancer, however, who swung his pole-arm once more, cleaving the trunk into pieces with a single swing of his scaled blade. A mere tree could not hope to stand up to a Noble Phantasm, after all. Not that Lancer was naive: The tree was not meant to be a serious assault (well, he hoped it wasn't, otherwise it'd just be insulting), but a decoy. He was already swinging his blade horizontally in front of him once more, to cut off a follow-up attack. Perhaps he should have invoked his weapon's abilities, but he could hardly double-guess himself right now, thanks to a new element to the battle. Witnesses.

"Ugh!" Involuntarily, he stayed his weapon, his attention wavering for a single second. Where has that family come from?! Why did they approach the sounds of battle like this?! There were children, too...
Master, civilians. He quickly communicated to Estelle with a grim expression. As he was still conducting battle, he could hardly take the time to fully brief his Master. His real aim was direction: What would Estelle decide was the best course of action to take?

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Kishinami Hakuno

This grail war seemed determined to shatter Hakuno's perceptions on what a perfect and elegant goddess acted like. The plain-faced girl watched her Servant scoff down fast food like a hungry child, wondering if Archer would take offence to having her cheeks wiped clean once she was done.

Whatever Archer had tried to do, evidently failed, and Hakuno folded her arms, falling deep into thought. How were they to identify their opponents without exposing themselves at the same time? She had to tread carefully, after all: In virtually every conceivable way, Hakuno as a Master was disadvantaged. Having a divine Servant may alleviate her weakness somewhat, but that same weakness could also prove to be Archer's downfall if she got too confident...

Hazel eyes scanned the restaurant she looked to guess who seemed... well, 'Master'-like. How was she supposed to figure that kind of thing out!? It'd take a miracle to- did that nun just say 'Saber'?
Hakuno paired at the small girl suspiciously, wondering if she had misheard. It was... surely she'd made a mistake, right? You wouldn't call out a Servant class so loudly, right?!

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