Ok, so by the end of the day I'll start working on a new Interest Check and OOC. Anyone who was accepted into this before our GM disappeared is absolutely welcomed and I'll hopefully drum up some fresh players for us.
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How many of us are still here? If we have a good group still here, we could just start another Intrest Check.
"Paron?," Brother Vas asked with a smile. "I hear that it is a beautiful time of year there. I know of a few kind inns and taverns if a meeting place has not been made. Word of mouth only, but I trust those who share recommendations to a holy man."
From what he knew Paron was not as glorious as the capital city, but a smaller community meant to prepare travels heading towards Mount Daymon and onwards. Streets of dirt and stone, small shelters of wood, and rustic people accustomed to a different form of life. Brother Vas wouldn't mind learning of there lives, a much different conversation then those of serfs or lords.
"This servent of The New Order is honored to help in these darkened times. If these beasts dare hunt and kill in shadows, then I will be there to shine a cleaning light. It is my purpose, as the gods command."
From what he knew Paron was not as glorious as the capital city, but a smaller community meant to prepare travels heading towards Mount Daymon and onwards. Streets of dirt and stone, small shelters of wood, and rustic people accustomed to a different form of life. Brother Vas wouldn't mind learning of there lives, a much different conversation then those of serfs or lords.
"This servent of The New Order is honored to help in these darkened times. If these beasts dare hunt and kill in shadows, then I will be there to shine a cleaning light. It is my purpose, as the gods command."
Johnny grabbed his face, the searing burn of a bullet grazed across his cheek. He looked at his would-be assassin, the stench of fear and death lingering off him. Even under the influence, Johnny had his hand in his jacket reaching for his revolver and within seconds was aiming the bastard down. Johnny knew his Colt Dragoon better then this man probably knew this town.
"Sir, you've rightly fucked up!," Johnny told the man with the roar of a lion as fresh blood dripped down his face. "Put the damn gun down before I blow your dumb fucking head off!"
Johnny wanted nothing but to gun the man down in front of him and be done with this, but with two law officers sitting in the same saloon, pleaing self-defense meant bullshit. Best to do was have them hall this fool away and not start something he'd regret. There was enough regret in Johnny already.
"Sir, you've rightly fucked up!," Johnny told the man with the roar of a lion as fresh blood dripped down his face. "Put the damn gun down before I blow your dumb fucking head off!"
Johnny wanted nothing but to gun the man down in front of him and be done with this, but with two law officers sitting in the same saloon, pleaing self-defense meant bullshit. Best to do was have them hall this fool away and not start something he'd regret. There was enough regret in Johnny already.
"Relax young Mia," called a soft voiced man, "for these men have the favor of gods on their side."
Brother Vas stood in the doorway of Emperor's Chambers, unceremonious in his entrence. He had quite enjoyed the girl's little song, a soft tone in times so bleak. He turned to the seated patriarch and his paladin, bowing to them respectably.
"His Grace Eyrin, Lord and Emperor of the World's House and Sir Sayrin Mordun, of the Royal Guard. The New Order sends their regard and their light."
Brother Vas looked away for a moment, a bandaged face staring of to the void. He smiled, as if a joke had just been whispered into his ear and turned back towards the Emperor's Throne.
"Ah, and Talas Thassil! Elven bow-master of the Royal Guard. Shadows speak in jealous tones in your name. Many a would-be assassin slain, I believe. Come friend, there are no poison daggers or dark hearts here."
Brother Vas stood in the doorway of Emperor's Chambers, unceremonious in his entrence. He had quite enjoyed the girl's little song, a soft tone in times so bleak. He turned to the seated patriarch and his paladin, bowing to them respectably.
"His Grace Eyrin, Lord and Emperor of the World's House and Sir Sayrin Mordun, of the Royal Guard. The New Order sends their regard and their light."
Brother Vas looked away for a moment, a bandaged face staring of to the void. He smiled, as if a joke had just been whispered into his ear and turned back towards the Emperor's Throne.
"Ah, and Talas Thassil! Elven bow-master of the Royal Guard. Shadows speak in jealous tones in your name. Many a would-be assassin slain, I believe. Come friend, there are no poison daggers or dark hearts here."
Name: Brother Vas, of The New Order
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Cleric
Job: Spiritual Adviser
Weapon/Magical Abilities:
- Silver Dagger: A sharp ceremonial blade for the use of holy rituals or cutting through the hearts of men or demons. Religious symbols cover the blade's entire surface.
- "Sight Beyond Sight. Sense Beyond Sense.": Heightened and evolved senses reaching from the norm to the paranormal. Even without eyes to bare sight, Brother Vas can see more then the average man.
- Healing Aura: A spell of pure holy energy to cleanse those wounded and begin the natural healing process. Will not restore a man to his full strength, but get them up and moving so they they may fight another day.
- Sacred Fire: A small fire spell known by all in The New Order as a defensive measure. The flames cannot burn mortals of pure souls, only harming beasts of a dark brood.
- Light of The Followers: A summoned orb of pure light that can illuminate the darkest depths. An ability meant to aid his fellow travelers then himself.
Personality:
Background:
Other Information:
- Being technically blind may lead to some awkward IC situations, so please have fun with it!
- Brother Vas is a holy man in every sense, but sometimes a holy man must live a little outside the norm to still feel alive. Love, drink, and a little personal satisfaction is not forbidden by The New Order, just asked to be kept in good moderation.
- Being able to see without sight and sense without senses may lead to some meta moments where Brother Vas will know someone's name or tell if someone is trying to get behind him. Only beings of darkness beyond the control of gods can really get the better of him, as they seem fuzzy and hard to see. If this isn't acceptable, we could all probably work something out without this being OP or breaking the game.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Cleric
Job: Spiritual Adviser
Weapon/Magical Abilities:
- Silver Dagger: A sharp ceremonial blade for the use of holy rituals or cutting through the hearts of men or demons. Religious symbols cover the blade's entire surface.
- "Sight Beyond Sight. Sense Beyond Sense.": Heightened and evolved senses reaching from the norm to the paranormal. Even without eyes to bare sight, Brother Vas can see more then the average man.
- Healing Aura: A spell of pure holy energy to cleanse those wounded and begin the natural healing process. Will not restore a man to his full strength, but get them up and moving so they they may fight another day.
- Sacred Fire: A small fire spell known by all in The New Order as a defensive measure. The flames cannot burn mortals of pure souls, only harming beasts of a dark brood.
- Light of The Followers: A summoned orb of pure light that can illuminate the darkest depths. An ability meant to aid his fellow travelers then himself.
Personality:
Brother Vas is a more relaxed follower of scriptures, a kind soul who sees the gateway to the afterlife not in promises, but in action. The holy man is seen as a constant of charity and service to his fellow man. He is the type of holy man to sit a man down and drink them both under the table if it meant helping a poor soul through a rotten day. Outside of The New Order, Brother Vas is often found in crowded places speaking amongst every form of man, woman, or child. One's wealth, land, or privilege does not concern him, as all should be truly born equal.
Background:
Brother Vas has spoken little of his past. Most followers of the gods know only that on day, after a great rainstorm had poured down upon the capital city, Vas was found at the front steps of The First Temple of The New Order. The sun arose from almost a week of harsh rain to shine down on a man with no eyes, the scars of some dark thing still ripped into his face. The Order took him in, healing his wounds and teaching him of their ways. Brother Vas found that he was quite adept at the holy arts, healing his face beyond anything any other follower could achieve.
Brother Vas swore from then on to be at the service to any in need, a sentinel for the pure. He trained for years onward, learning many skills and values to teach others. He also swore to never take away anyone's ability to choose, believing that everyone deserved to follow their own paths to enlightenment. His reputation has spread throughout the land, making him an obvious choice to trek along with others to investigate the Slysari threat.
Brother Vas swore from then on to be at the service to any in need, a sentinel for the pure. He trained for years onward, learning many skills and values to teach others. He also swore to never take away anyone's ability to choose, believing that everyone deserved to follow their own paths to enlightenment. His reputation has spread throughout the land, making him an obvious choice to trek along with others to investigate the Slysari threat.
Other Information:
- Being technically blind may lead to some awkward IC situations, so please have fun with it!
- Brother Vas is a holy man in every sense, but sometimes a holy man must live a little outside the norm to still feel alive. Love, drink, and a little personal satisfaction is not forbidden by The New Order, just asked to be kept in good moderation.
- Being able to see without sight and sense without senses may lead to some meta moments where Brother Vas will know someone's name or tell if someone is trying to get behind him. Only beings of darkness beyond the control of gods can really get the better of him, as they seem fuzzy and hard to see. If this isn't acceptable, we could all probably work something out without this being OP or breaking the game.
@Ryka Thank you! Can't wait to see how this goes!
Really interested!
Name: Brother Vas, of The New Order
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Cleric
Job: Spiritual Adviser
Weapon/Magical Abilities:
- Silver Dagger: A sharp ceremonial blade for the use of holy rituals or cutting through the hearts of men or demons. Religious symbols cover the blade's entire surface.
- "Sight Beyond Sight. Sense Beyond Sense.": Heightened and evolved senses reaching from the norm to the paranormal. Even without eyes to bare sight, Brother Vas can see more then the average man.
- Healing Aura: A spell of pure holy energy to cleanse those wounded and begin the natural healing process. Will not restore a man to his full strength, but get them up and moving so they they may fight another day.
- Sacred Fire: A small fire spell known by all in The New Order as a defensive measure. The flames cannot burn mortals of pure souls, only harming beasts of a dark brood.
- Light of The Followers: A summoned orb of pure light that can illuminate the darkest depths. An ability meant to aid his fellow travelers then himself.
Personality:
Background:
Other Information:
- Being technically blind may lead to some awkward IC situations, so please have fun with it!
- Brother Vas is a holy man in every sense, but sometimes a holy man must live a little outside the norm to still feel alive. Love, drink, and a little personal satisfaction is not forbidden by The New Order, just asked to be kept in good moderation.
- Being able to see without sight and sense without senses may lead to some meta moments where Brother Vas will know someone's name or tell if someone is trying to get behind him. Only beings of darkness beyond the control of gods can really get the better of him, as they seem fuzzy and hard to see. If this isn't acceptable, we could all probably work something out without this being OP or breaking the game.
Name: Brother Vas, of The New Order
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Class: Cleric
Job: Spiritual Adviser
Weapon/Magical Abilities:
- Silver Dagger: A sharp ceremonial blade for the use of holy rituals or cutting through the hearts of men or demons. Religious symbols cover the blade's entire surface.
- "Sight Beyond Sight. Sense Beyond Sense.": Heightened and evolved senses reaching from the norm to the paranormal. Even without eyes to bare sight, Brother Vas can see more then the average man.
- Healing Aura: A spell of pure holy energy to cleanse those wounded and begin the natural healing process. Will not restore a man to his full strength, but get them up and moving so they they may fight another day.
- Sacred Fire: A small fire spell known by all in The New Order as a defensive measure. The flames cannot burn mortals of pure souls, only harming beasts of a dark brood.
- Light of The Followers: A summoned orb of pure light that can illuminate the darkest depths. An ability meant to aid his fellow travelers then himself.
Personality:
Brother Vas is a more relaxed follower of scriptures, a kind soul who sees the gateway to the afterlife not in promises, but in action. The holy man is seen as a constant of charity and service to his fellow man. He is the type of holy man to sit a man down and drink them both under the table if it meant helping a poor soul through a rotten day. Outside of The New Order, Brother Vas is often found in crowded places speaking amongst every form of man, woman, or child. One's wealth, land, or privilege does not concern him, as all should be truly born equal.
Background:
Brother Vas has spoken little of his past. Most followers of the gods know only that on day, after a great rainstorm had poured down upon the capital city, Vas was found at the front steps of The First Temple of The New Order. The sun arose from almost a week of harsh rain to shine down on a man with no eyes, the scars of some dark thing still ripped into his face. The Order took him in, healing his wounds and teaching him of their ways. Brother Vas found that he was quite adept at the holy arts, healing his face beyond anything any other follower could achieve.
Brother Vas swore from then on to be at the service to any in need, a sentinel for the pure. He trained for years onward, learning many skills and values to teach others. He also swore to never take away anyone's ability to choose, believing that everyone deserved to follow their own paths to enlightenment. His reputation has spread throughout the land, making him an obvious choice to trek along with others to investigate the Slysari threat.
Brother Vas swore from then on to be at the service to any in need, a sentinel for the pure. He trained for years onward, learning many skills and values to teach others. He also swore to never take away anyone's ability to choose, believing that everyone deserved to follow their own paths to enlightenment. His reputation has spread throughout the land, making him an obvious choice to trek along with others to investigate the Slysari threat.
Other Information:
- Being technically blind may lead to some awkward IC situations, so please have fun with it!
- Brother Vas is a holy man in every sense, but sometimes a holy man must live a little outside the norm to still feel alive. Love, drink, and a little personal satisfaction is not forbidden by The New Order, just asked to be kept in good moderation.
- Being able to see without sight and sense without senses may lead to some meta moments where Brother Vas will know someone's name or tell if someone is trying to get behind him. Only beings of darkness beyond the control of gods can really get the better of him, as they seem fuzzy and hard to see. If this isn't acceptable, we could all probably work something out without this being OP or breaking the game.
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Sure. Are you going to be Squirrel-girl? Maybe someone a little more common, like Morph?
Dude, when I go obscure...I go obscure.
[Super Edit]
Got a character sheet up.
Name: Louis "The Dead-Ringer" Dexter
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Age: Thirty-five
Species: Mutant
Special Abilities: Can mimic the appearance, skills, and abilities of the dead by touch. Louis can control the amount of time copying a dead person beyond the need of the original touch.
Skills:
- Mind-Reading/Memory Retrieval: Can look into a deceased person's mind and take back information. Names, dates, acquired skills, etcetera.
- Self-taught Espionage Training: For most of his life Louis learned how to control his powers and use them for his benefit. When you can turn into a rabbit just by holding it's foot, the sky is the limit.
- Degree in Criminal Psychology and Forensic Science: His Mutant gifts made him perfect for the job. Louis has only been a blessing for his community, bring in murderer's who'd never be caught conventionally.
- Basic Police Training: He can shoot straight-ish, luckily. Keeps physically fit and knows standard law-enforcement protocol. Usually perfered working in the lab then out hunting for criminals.
Personality:
Louis is a nice guy, a little recluse but never one to push people away. He isn't a confrontative man, but will fight to the death for what he believes in. Louis enjoys keeping himself busy, either reading or researching when he isn't helping anyone out.
Bio:
Born and raised in Central New Jersey, Louis Dexter lived a normal life until he realized that he had a very strange gift. At an early age, Louis found his cat Demezia hit by a fleeing car. He found that he could shapeshift into his dead pet just by simply touching her, knowing and remembering everything she did. Louis kept this gift a secret for years, feeling like a freak.
It was at the age of thirteen that his powers became apparent to others when he found his father dead. As soon as the boy touched his father he changed into him, going as far as to copy the man's clothes. His mother walked in on the moment, stunned and shocked by the revelation. Louis' mother kept her son's secret and assured him a normal life.
Louis would go on to graduate high-school and college with high honors, getting a job as a forensic investigator in Tampa, Florida. Things where normal for Louis for a while until S.H.I.E.L.D agents began investigating into him. Officials in high command thought Louis as a possible asset, tapping him if the need ever arise. Honestly honored by their interest, Louis has occasionally taken time off from work to help S.H.I.E.L.D. in secret to unravel mysteries once thought unsolvable.
It was at the age of thirteen that his powers became apparent to others when he found his father dead. As soon as the boy touched his father he changed into him, going as far as to copy the man's clothes. His mother walked in on the moment, stunned and shocked by the revelation. Louis' mother kept her son's secret and assured him a normal life.
Louis would go on to graduate high-school and college with high honors, getting a job as a forensic investigator in Tampa, Florida. Things where normal for Louis for a while until S.H.I.E.L.D agents began investigating into him. Officials in high command thought Louis as a possible asset, tapping him if the need ever arise. Honestly honored by their interest, Louis has occasionally taken time off from work to help S.H.I.E.L.D. in secret to unravel mysteries once thought unsolvable.
Equipment:
A Keychain holding:
- Keys to a 2006 Hyundai Elantra.
- A rabbit's foot.
- A pigeon's foot.
- A snake's tail.
- A shark's tooth.
- A tiger's claw.
M9 Sidearm
Sounds like a fun alternate-reality story! I'm thinking of creating a brand new character, but just in case would obscure cannon Marvel characters work?
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