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Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

Time is passing by rather swiftly.

The Blood Compact

See you around Grey.

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Godemperor what have I done?

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@ayzrules A very different and interesting character.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

Lucius I think is the only one left who would have trouble coming over. I left my post open so that anyone could come along with Xeph if need be. BC, if you want me to say Xeph carried Lucius along, I will write that.

Sophyrus's character is probably going to encounter us inside right? Or was he supposed to be inside the anti-psyker ship with us?

The Blood Compact

Mithias Varomere

Name: Mithias A. Varomere
Age: 700
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 167
Race: Vampire
Gender: M
Appearance:

Mithias has fairly white skin and long black straight hair, sometimes tied behind him. His eyes are a golden yellow.

Personality: Mithias has lived for a long time and has spent a lot of it alone and in quiet contemplation outside of the major events of history. He asked to be made at a time when vampires were considered to be the antithesis of God, spawn of the Devil, and the epitome of evil incarnate, assuming one believed in the supernatural. Much of the populace did at the time. To become a vampire was to turn from the light and surrender one's soul entirely to damnation. This is what Mithias chose, but not entirely without reason. It wasn't despair nor fear of death nor avarice that drove him to abandon his race, but the love for his family and for the innocent and weak that were being trampled and slaughtered thoughtlessly by the warmachine that ran under the guise of organized religion. Once a protector of humanity, Mithias found himself betrayed and abused by the society that raised him, with everyone he knew cast aside to their deaths like dispensible trash as the Knights Templar suddenly became targets of the Inquisition. Using the dark gifts he had been granted, Mithais was able to prevent the events that would have summarily ended his human bloodline, his family, but he himself was forever changed and eternally indebted to a powerful monster.

Honor and righteousness yet remain known to to once-knight, although no force binds him to any moral code any longer. Yet, he has never persued excess or power in the human world, preferring to take only what he needs. Mithias is appalled by heartlessness and takes no pleasure in the suffering of others. He bears a protective nature and is moved occasionally by vengeance. For many years, decades really, he was very lonely. His pale skin and unnatural eyes kept him from mingling with humanity, even his own descendants, even in the light of day. It took centuries before he made another vampire from his own blood, but he did, twice, but those are stories for another time. Mithias is intelligent, responsible, and organized, and has acquired many resources of his own over the centuries living as a free and independant vampire.

Biography: Mithias currently resides in Tenneesse, where he is able to keep watch over a very specific sect of his direct descendants. A Varomere, son or grandson of his, was one of the first founding members of the occult Covenant. All subsequent descendants have been marked for Covenancy ever since, and Varomere became an established name among vampire hunters. Mithias found this intriguing and followed his descendants closely, aiding them, yet always keeping himself at a safe distance. Certain members of the Covenant consider him a legendary ally, yet others would just as soon see him destroyed. It was on one such occasion while fraternizing with the enemy that Mithias encountered an elder vampire, one Lord Bedivere, last knight and acting steward of Camelot. The two have built a significant association in recent times, both being uniquely aware of the existence of truly ancient vampires and both direct inheritors of such potent blood.

Faction/Side: Mithias is through and through, a vampire, and he has no intention that his kind should be eliminated from the face of the Earth. He sees within vampires the potential for nobility and a meaningful use of their immortality and power. He strives to better the race as the perfect gods of the night that they seem meant to be. That being said, he will not hesitate to kill any human or vampire that has completely abandoned all semblance of morality and humanity. His goal is to maintain balance, if not peace.

Abilities:

Mind Ward - Mithias has the ability to prevent his mind from being read or influenced or even detected by other supernatural creatures. It's pretty much on all the time.

True Son of Gabriel - Mithias can communicate telepathically, read others' thoughts, and partially mind-control mortals. It works like dominate in vampire the masquerade or the spell in D&D, or perhaps like a temporary hypnotization affect. It takes some effort and can be resisted by strong willed mortals or immortals.

Vengeance Flame - Mithais can will spontaneous combustion and control fire.

Fast healing - Standard.
Supernatural speed - Standard.
Enhanced endurance - Standard.

Skills and Strengths:

Swordskill - Having been originally a knight in medieval times and personally understanding of the difficulty in killing such creatures as werewolves and other vampires, Mithias is fully aware of the need to be martially proficient. Although vampirism has granted him profound strength and speed, it is only technique and practice that gives him an edge against an otherwise equal foe. With guns and explosives not being invented until centuries later, Mithias focused on training with cutting weapons, learning to sustain himself in potentially drawn out battles where wounding his enemy and defending himself would pay off in his enemy dying of bloodloss. Severing limbs and decapitation were far more effective against a supernatural than a failed heartstrike and became part of his strategy. Mithias created his own style dual weilding two shorter katana-like swords of his own construction which are his favored weapons.

Whip. Handguns. Driving. Piloting. Other basic expected skills.

Weaknesses:

Although able to manipulate fire, Mithias can still be burned and has to be cautious.
Mithias fears the potential uses of mind-control and therefore avoids it.
Like most vampires, if starved, bloodthirst takes over and he will kill to feed.
Not as strong as a lot of other vampires.
Has difficulty passing for a human.
Has diminished vision, strength, speed, reflexes, and healing in bright sunlight.

Likes: Peace and quiet, nature, the sound of a steady heartbeat, honesty and integrity, watching his descendants both vampire and human. Order. Honorable combat.

Dislikes: wastefulness, violence, a bad liar, willful ignorance, abuse of power, corrupt mass organizations. Disrespect to elders. Ostentatious presentation.

Other: https://youtu.be/efgo-fawGLA

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

They were about to board another ship. That much was clear. Somehow they had gone from an infested spacehulk to a small ship of some xenos origin, bearing strange pods and icons. Xepherial had no concept of how long it had been since he had been out cold, wounded, tortured... It couldn't have been long since he recognized his present company, even... Azazel. The black void around them carried no sound of the firefight outside, but the constant sounds of wrenching and clanging metal and wavering artificial gravity indicated a serious problem.

Xepherial had seen the mechanicus, with the cybernetic face and the darkly marred red robes, exit through an airlock. The viewport outside showed the outer hull of an Imperial vessel, and that was more than enough reason for Xepherial to want to enter it. Allies, peace, sanity, answers. All this awaited him if he could only get inside. And what of the others? The heretics and xenos would obviously be quarantined and exterminated. His own association with them would probably also condemn him to the same fate. Still, knowing this, Xepherial didn't even hesitate.

The large Dark Angel strode over to the airlock without a word and prepared to exit. He paid no heed to any around him as he seemed to fixate on one apparent goal, a goal they all shared. Turing on the apothecary or the ork at this point would only end in all their deaths, and in addition, Vedius had a mean glare.

The second door of the airlock opened, and a suction pulled through the rent in his armor's torso. Secondary systems attempted to compensate, the helm of his powerarmor tentatively sealed around his neck, allowing him to remain conscious for a few moments while he struggled to breathe against rapidly dropping pressures. The light of a relatively nearby exploding ship illuminated the hull, and Xepherial's magnetic greaves fixed themselves against the cliff of plate.

Quickly spotting where he needed to go, he walked over and opened the access panel on the hull of the new ship as did Zuriel before him. The dendrite on his glove still functioned. They could enter. The pressure would be restored, and they would be inside in some distant unpatrolled part of the ship. Then, other matters could be addressed.

The Blood Compact

Name: Mithias A. Varomere
Age: 700
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 167
Race: Vampire
Gender: M
Appearance:

Mithias has fairly white skin and long black straight hair, sometimes tied behind him. His eyes are a golden yellow.

Personality: Mithias has lived for a long time and has spent a lot of it alone and in quiet contemplation outside of the major events of history. He asked to be made at a time when vampires were considered to be the antithesis of God, spawn of the Devil, and the epitome of evil incarnate, assuming one believed in the supernatural. Much of the populace did at the time. To become a vampire was to turn from the light and surrender one's soul entirely to damnation. This is what Mithias chose, but not entirely without reason. It wasn't despair nor fear of death nor avarice that drove him to abandon his race, but the love for his family and for the innocent and weak that were being trampled and slaughtered thoughtlessly by the warmachine that ran under the guise of organized religion. Once a protector of humanity, Mithias found himself betrayed and abused by the society that raised him, with everyone he knew cast aside to their deaths like dispensible trash as the Knights Templar suddenly became targets of the Inquisition. Using the dark gifts he had been granted, Mithais was able to prevent the events that would have summarily ended his human bloodline, his family, but he himself was forever changed and eternally indebted to a powerful monster.

Honor and righteousness yet remain known to to once-knight, although no force binds him to any moral code any longer. Yet, he has never persued excess or power in the human world, preferring to take only what he needs. Mithias is appalled by heartlessness and takes no pleasure in the suffering of others. He bears a protective nature and is moved occasionally by vengeance. For many years, decades really, he was very lonely. His pale skin and unnatural eyes kept him from mingling with humanity, even his own descendants, even in the light of day. It took centuries before he made another vampire from his own blood, but he did, twice, but those are stories for another time. Mithias is intelligent, responsible, and organized, and has acquired many resources of his own over the centuries living as a free and independant vampire.

Biography: Mithias currently resides in Tenneesse, where he is able to keep watch over a very specific sect of his direct descendants. A Varomere, son or grandson of his, was one of the first founding members of the occult Covenant. All subsequent descendants have been marked for Covenancy ever since, and Varomere became an established name among vampire hunters. Mithias found this intriguing and followed his descendants closely, aiding them, yet always keeping himself at a safe distance. Certain members of the Covenant consider him a legendary ally, yet others would just as soon see him destroyed. It was on one such occasion while fraternizing with the enemy that Mithias encountered an elder vampire, one Lord Bedivere, last knight and acting steward of Camelot. The two have built a significant association in recent times, both being uniquely aware of the existence of truly ancient vampires and both direct inheritors of such potent blood.

Faction/Side: Mithias is through and through, a vampire, and he has no intention that his kind should be eliminated from the face of the Earth. He sees within vampires the potential for nobility and a meaningful use of their immortality and power. He strives to better the race as the perfect gods of the night that they seem meant to be. That being said, he will not hesitate to kill any human or vampire that has completely abandoned all semblance of morality and humanity. His goal is to maintain balance, if not peace.

Abilities:

Mind Ward - Mithias has the ability to prevent his mind from being read or influenced or even detected by other supernatural creatures. It's pretty much on all the time.

True Son of Gabriel - Mithias can communicate telepathically, read others' thoughts, and partially mind-control mortals. It works like dominate in vampire the masquerade or the spell in D&D, or perhaps like a temporary hypnotization affect. It takes some effort and can be resisted by strong willed mortals or immortals.

Vengeance Flame - Mithais can will spontaneous combustion and control fire.

Fast healing - Standard.
Supernatural speed - Standard.
Enhanced endurance - Standard.

Skills and Strengths:

Swordskill - Having been originally a knight in medieval times and personally understanding of the difficulty in killing such creatures as werewolves and other vampires, Mithias is fully aware of the need to be martially proficient. Although vampirism has granted him profound strength and speed, it is only technique and practice that gives him an edge against an otherwise equal foe. With guns and explosives not being invented until centuries later, Mithias focused on training with cutting weapons, learning to sustain himself in potentially drawn out battles where wounding his enemy and defending himself would pay off in his enemy dying of bloodloss. Severing limbs and decapitation were far more effective against a supernatural than a failed heartstrike and became part of his strategy. Mithias created his own style dual weilding two shorter katana-like swords of his own construction which are his favored weapons.

Whip. Handguns. Driving. Piloting. Other basic expected skills.

Weaknesses:

Although able to manipulate fire, Mithias can still be burned and has to be cautious.
Mithias fears the potential uses of mind-control and therefore avoids it.
Like most vampires, if starved, bloodthirst takes over and he will kill to feed.
Not as strong as a lot of other vampires.
Has difficulty passing for a human.
Has diminished vision, strength, speed, reflexes, and healing in bright sunlight.

Likes: Peace and quiet, nature, the sound of a steady heartbeat, honesty and integrity, watching his descendants both vampire and human. Order. Honorable combat.

Dislikes: wastefulness, violence, a bad liar, willful ignorance, abuse of power, corrupt mass organizations. Disrespect to elders. Ostentatious presentation.

Other: https://youtu.be/efgo-fawGLA

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

I can probably still cut a door. Can't do it until tonight though.

The Blood Compact

Can't say I was the best father. It was a good story though.