Name: Dmitri Tolstoi
Age: 58
Race: Human
Allegiance: All but the Guardians (for reasons explained later).
Location: Arkhangelesk, Russia
Physical Description: At 5' 11' and 285 pounds, Dmitri is an overshadowing man in both heght and girth. He has large, frizzy grey hair, which he has his stylists trim in what he considers the "modern coiffure," a term he uses frequently without regard to the context of its use.
He wears a black dress coat (with his initials, "DT," inscribed on the pocket), a maroon dress shirt, and black pleated slacks. He also outfits a pair of shiny black dress shoes, a rarity in post-apocalyptic Russia.
Background: Born to a wealthy merchant family, Dmitri's childhood was spent in royalty. As a child, he spent most of his time with his nanny, who pampered him as she would one of her own. Never refused a present, never punihsed for his wrongdoings, Dmitri always expected to get what he wanted.
When he turned 18, Dmitri was given control of half his father's prospering business, which he promptly used to buy out the other half (as this was what he wanted), leaving his father and the rest of his family at his economic mercy.
At 23, Dmitri stopped supporting this parents and 12 year-old brother, the three of whom were forced into destitution and penury. He has heard little word from them since.
Thirty years later, he still manages his expanding, ill-gotten company, trading with the various factions of post-Dark Earth (except the Guardians, which he refuses to do business with since his discovery that his brother had joined their ranks). He is widely rumored to make secretive deals with both the New Order and the Cult, and is regarded as a sleezy, but certainly dangerous and powerful man.
Arms: Customized shiny, black, wooden cane with a retractable seven inch blade within, activated at the push of a button on the top of the device. On the hilt of the cane is the same carved, gold-inlaid "DT," Dmitri Tolstoi's most infamous trademark--his own initials.
Currency: 500G+
Interesting sidenote: He is oft made fun of for his last name, which, unlike that of its pre-Dark holder (Leo Tolstoi), represents the bane of humanity.
Is this okay? Also, what are NPCs?
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Name: Sven Dostei Age: 19 Race: Human Allegiance: Loose affiliation with The Guardians Physical Description: Sven is tall with black hair and several prominent scars all over his body. His left arm feels nothing (including pain) due to a terrifying incident during his childhood. He wears a black trenchcoat, red cape, black pants, black scuffed leather shoes, and a black battered fedora. A red scarf covers most of his face. His obsessive training has given him a very toned physique. Background: Born to Russian parents in a small American shanty town in Northern Arizona, Sven's family was killed by a roving band identifying themselves with The New World Order. Sven wandered aimlessly until he discovered a "museum" from the Dark. In it also was a library, where Sven eagerly devoured the few works in there.
Sven has modeled himself after a hero he found there he believes he identifies with, known as the "Shadow". Disturbed, and occasionally delusional, Sven possesses an outdated moral and honor code. He wishes to end the "reign of darkness" he believes plagues the land, although he is often at ends with The Guardians, who are the closest things he has to allies. Sven mostly uses and collects weapons from the dark which he sees as pure. Guns are usually beneath him although he does know how to use them.
Weapons:
Dark Weaponry:Sven possesses an astounding variety of ancient weaponry, although he can only carry a handful of the devices at any one time. Swords:
Cinqueda (Spanish 16th Century) Falchion (Italian 14th Century) Kampilan (Filipino 20th Century)
Pulwar(Afghani 19th Century)
Xiphos(Greek 8th Century) Katana (Japan 17th Century)
*Those in red are the ones he is currenty carrying. Max: 3*
Small Wrist-Mounted Crossbows: Capable of firing several small bolts. Inflicts minor damage.
Long rope attached to a grappling hook: Used to reach places but can also be used in battle. Attached to belt in a coil.
Throwing Knifes: About 6. Too small to be lethal by themselves.
ATL Poison: Sven possesses this poison in liquid form in vials and in powdered form in a small bag on his belt. An extract from scorpions he had as pets when he was a child, the poison is not lethal but produces disorienting effects if ingested or injected. The poison has hallucinogenic properties and takes effect almost instantly. It lasts for only a few minutes but effectively renders it impossible to concentrate. Sven often coats the crossbow bolts and daggers to make it hard for would-be attackers to aim so he can get in close. Powder can be thrown. Flammable.
No guns.
Armor: He wears a light kevlar jacket underneath the trenchcoat. Only effective at repelling small calibur rounds.
Edit- Two notes. First, Sven's fighting style usually revolves around getting close to the enemy by whatever means necessary. Second, he usually tries to find groups to go on missions. Sometimes you need the firepower.
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Name: Micheal Jackoson
Age: 45
Race: Mutated Human
Allegiance: None
Physical Description: About 6 foot, long black hair, a rubber nose, and very pale. Wears a black trench coat, and black sunglasses, and hates the light.
Backround: Was neglected as a chid, so now he abuses everything, and everyone.
Weapons: A Scimitar, and two twin pistols with an extra magazine for each (12 bullets per magazine)
Armor: Kelvar vest
Other Equipment: A radiation suit, and his old ipod shuffle, full of his favorite bands songs, the Jackson 5.
Money: 500 gold
Hahaha great idea
One question first
Is the Mutated Human a play on Micheal Jackson?
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Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Very good, just becouse of the weapons, you cant have any other power.
Oh and Foilfob:You are sick and twisted person, glad to have you around.
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Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Physical Description: Lazarus is a tall, aging man. He has broad shoulders and is very strong. He wears a brown cloak, carries several religious artifacts. Half of his face is covered in burns, and he wears a mettalic helmet to cover them.
Backround: Before the Dark Lazarus was an evangelical priest. Now he seeks vengeance for God by punishing sinners.
Weapons: A Mace, a sawn-off shotgun and a belt of shells.
Armor: Kevlar vest, a black cloak.
Other Equipment: Bible, robotic raen familiar.
Money: (start with 500 gold)
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ARD - the clan for you!
Thanks to ButteBlues18 and the rad dudes at Project Mayhem.
Name: Salamesh
Age: 20
Race: Human
Allegiance: n/a
Physical Description: Short and slightly stalky, fair skin and hair. Blue eyes, also mutations.
Backround: Sala was born and raised in a small farming comunity. He planned to simply continue his simple life until his parent sudenly both died, of natural causes. Sala is now trying to get by with out the farm money that he is so used to having.
Weapons: A gun, handgun
Armor: noneOther Equipment: (What else do you carry around)
Money: 500 units
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Name: Setekh Anobe
Age: 23
Race: Human
Allegiance: Death Cult
Physical Description: Set is a tall, well muscled man who spent his whole life working in the desert. He has large muscles and is very tan, and has callused, large hands. He wears a tight, black sleevless shirt and tight black pants. He has a sword strapped to his back and a sawed off shotgun hanging at his waist. He is wearring a belt with ammo for his gun. He carries a black bag in his left hand.
Backround: Set was born in Egypt to two loving parents who raised him until he was 9, when they were killed by Prophet missionaries. At that point in his life, Set gained a new goal: kill the Prophets people. To the last person. He started working as a hired hand for travelers in the desert, and worked there till he turned 18. At that point he joined the Death Cult. Since then, he has raised prominently through the ranks and has become a high-class assassin, known for being thorough in his job, if not discreet.
He currently lives right next to the Giza Plaza.
Weapons: Sawed off shotgun- Completely black, stained to be dull. Has the Eye of Horus carved into the handle.
Longsword- Once agian, dyed black with the Eye of Horus carved into the hilt. CURRENTLY: Assault Rifle
Armor: None CURRENTLY: Kevelar Jacket
Other Equipment: I-Pod video- favorite songs and movies on it, also uses it to store important knowledge.
Digital voice recorder- Records important information for jobs, records private meetings.
3 canisters of Hydorchloric Acid, one slightly used.
Money: 500 units
Name: Jack Red
Age: 155
Race: mutant human
Allegiance: he IS the allegiance
Physical Description: although he looks just like a normal human at first glance, closer examination reveals a bigger head and a green color skin. he uses a leather coat to the ankle, no shirt, with a weapon strap, baggy jeans and walks without shoes
background: Jack Red was born human, but in the aftermath of the war, he was left behind in a majorly radioactive area, turning him to close inmortality and giving him telekinetic and telepathic powers beyond any of the mutants
Weapons: doesn't need any, he just uses a shield for surprise attacks
Money: none. he's a thief
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random, useless knowledge:
if we could line up every person that lives in china, and try to reach the last one walking, we would never be able to do it, because of it's demographic growth would get bigger and bigger and we could not be able to reach the end
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Name: Dave Bolend (Death)
Age: 26
Race: Human
Allegiance: The Death Cult
Physical Description: Has blood red hair. Scar from the top of the left eye to the bottom. Black eyes. Looks weak but is strong. Black baggy pants and black shirt which is covered by a black coat with white cuffs. When in light, it shows abit of blood red. About 186 cm tall. He has a katana hidden by the coat which is about 160 cm long.
Backround: Dave Bolend is a decieving man. Often loyal but can backstab at will. His ran away from his family when he was 7 after his mum and dad divorced. While living in a run down apartment, he taught himself how to use weapons whether it be a gun or a sword/ he's highly trained with any weapon and can adjust to new weapons. He lived by stealing and killing. He joined a group of criminals and was known as "Death" after assinating countless people. He killed all the members and the leader after finding out they wanted to kick him out. Joined the Death Cult two days after it was introduced. Heavy smoker.
Weapons: Katana and glock 18. Carries 5 clips.
Armor: No armour.
Other Equipment:
Red sunglasses but only wears them if his in a battle field. It reduces flashes.
Ciggerete.
Lighter.
Money: 500
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Physical Description: Snow white hair bleached from the nuclear radiation. Deep Blue eyes that seem to be hiding something. Fairly muscular, but in no way a powerhouse. Lithe form perfect for quick moves. Black trenchcoat laced wth metal threads to lightly pretect against blades, many pockets to hide the many trinkets he comes across in his travels.black form fitting pants also laced with metal threads. Also wears a mysterious pair of blue sunglasses
Background: Always has been a sort of loner and has a love of metal. While working in his junkshop, located just on the outskirts of LA, a radioactive dust storm completely destroyed his shop. luckily Spyral hid himself in his office under his metal topped table and he avoided the lethal radiation. After the storm had passed he discovered his odd ability to bend then peices of metal. Basically just wants to be left alone, but his curiosity often gets the best of him and he knows that he will play some roll in the events to come.
Weapons: cannister of mercury that can be molded at his will. he has not mastered his control over metal, but he can shape the mercury into many shapes including weapons or sheilds. He also carries a custom built longbarreled handgun for when melee is not an option. 3 clips, each containing 10 shots each, fairly large custom built bullets (he warps metal :)) very dangerous if they hit a vital organ, but if no head shot then no one shot kills
Armor: Kevlar vest to impede bullets aimed for a killing shot
Misc. equipment:
mercury filled glass containers, used to be thrown at enemy and then shaped by the power of Spyral's mind, normally used to tie down enemys feet
1 shuriken: mainly used to spin to pass the time, can be handled using mind powers
Nyarlathotep must all things be told
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered. Trade Thread
Age: 58
Race: Human
Allegiance: All but the Guardians (for reasons explained later).
Location: Arkhangelesk, Russia
Physical Description: At 5' 11' and 285 pounds, Dmitri is an overshadowing man in both heght and girth. He has large, frizzy grey hair, which he has his stylists trim in what he considers the "modern coiffure," a term he uses frequently without regard to the context of its use.
He wears a black dress coat (with his initials, "DT," inscribed on the pocket), a maroon dress shirt, and black pleated slacks. He also outfits a pair of shiny black dress shoes, a rarity in post-apocalyptic Russia.
Background: Born to a wealthy merchant family, Dmitri's childhood was spent in royalty. As a child, he spent most of his time with his nanny, who pampered him as she would one of her own. Never refused a present, never punihsed for his wrongdoings, Dmitri always expected to get what he wanted.
When he turned 18, Dmitri was given control of half his father's prospering business, which he promptly used to buy out the other half (as this was what he wanted), leaving his father and the rest of his family at his economic mercy.
At 23, Dmitri stopped supporting this parents and 12 year-old brother, the three of whom were forced into destitution and penury. He has heard little word from them since.
Thirty years later, he still manages his expanding, ill-gotten company, trading with the various factions of post-Dark Earth (except the Guardians, which he refuses to do business with since his discovery that his brother had joined their ranks). He is widely rumored to make secretive deals with both the New Order and the Cult, and is regarded as a sleezy, but certainly dangerous and powerful man.
Arms: Customized shiny, black, wooden cane with a retractable seven inch blade within, activated at the push of a button on the top of the device. On the hilt of the cane is the same carved, gold-inlaid "DT," Dmitri Tolstoi's most infamous trademark--his own initials.
Currency: 500G+
Interesting sidenote: He is oft made fun of for his last name, which, unlike that of its pre-Dark holder (Leo Tolstoi), represents the bane of humanity.
Is this okay? Also, what are NPCs?
NPCS=Non player controlled characters.
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Age: 19
Race: Human
Allegiance: Loose affiliation with The Guardians
Physical Description: Sven is tall with black hair and several prominent scars all over his body. His left arm feels nothing (including pain) due to a terrifying incident during his childhood. He wears a black trenchcoat, red cape, black pants, black scuffed leather shoes, and a black battered fedora. A red scarf covers most of his face. His obsessive training has given him a very toned physique.
Background: Born to Russian parents in a small American shanty town in Northern Arizona, Sven's family was killed by a roving band identifying themselves with The New World Order. Sven wandered aimlessly until he discovered a "museum" from the Dark. In it also was a library, where Sven eagerly devoured the few works in there.
Sven has modeled himself after a hero he found there he believes he identifies with, known as the "Shadow". Disturbed, and occasionally delusional, Sven possesses an outdated moral and honor code. He wishes to end the "reign of darkness" he believes plagues the land, although he is often at ends with The Guardians, who are the closest things he has to allies. Sven mostly uses and collects weapons from the dark which he sees as pure. Guns are usually beneath him although he does know how to use them.
Weapons:
Dark Weaponry:Sven possesses an astounding variety of ancient weaponry, although he can only carry a handful of the devices at any one time.
Swords:
Cinqueda (Spanish 16th Century)
Falchion (Italian 14th Century)
Kampilan (Filipino 20th Century)
Pulwar(Afghani 19th Century)
Xiphos(Greek 8th Century)
Katana (Japan 17th Century)
*Those in red are the ones he is currenty carrying. Max: 3*
Small Wrist-Mounted Crossbows: Capable of firing several small bolts. Inflicts minor damage.
Long rope attached to a grappling hook: Used to reach places but can also be used in battle. Attached to belt in a coil.
Throwing Knifes: About 6. Too small to be lethal by themselves.
ATL Poison: Sven possesses this poison in liquid form in vials and in powdered form in a small bag on his belt. An extract from scorpions he had as pets when he was a child, the poison is not lethal but produces disorienting effects if ingested or injected. The poison has hallucinogenic properties and takes effect almost instantly. It lasts for only a few minutes but effectively renders it impossible to concentrate. Sven often coats the crossbow bolts and daggers to make it hard for would-be attackers to aim so he can get in close. Powder can be thrown. Flammable.
No guns.
Armor: He wears a light kevlar jacket underneath the trenchcoat. Only effective at repelling small calibur rounds.
Abilities/Profeciencies:
Swordsmanship
Speaks Russian
Currency: 380g (-120 for boat ticket)
Edit- Two notes. First, Sven's fighting style usually revolves around getting close to the enemy by whatever means necessary. Second, he usually tries to find groups to go on missions. Sometimes you need the firepower.
What others say about me:
Sven Dostei
Unofficial Official arrogant teenage elitist of The Ivory Tower
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Age: 45
Race: Mutated Human
Allegiance: None
Physical Description: About 6 foot, long black hair, a rubber nose, and very pale. Wears a black trench coat, and black sunglasses, and hates the light.
Backround: Was neglected as a chid, so now he abuses everything, and everyone.
Weapons: A Scimitar, and two twin pistols with an extra magazine for each (12 bullets per magazine)
Armor: Kelvar vest
Other Equipment: A radiation suit, and his old ipod shuffle, full of his favorite bands songs, the Jackson 5.
Money: 500 gold
One question first
Is the Mutated Human a play on Micheal Jackson?
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Oh and Foilfob:You are sick and twisted person, glad to have you around.
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Age: 73
Race: Normal Human
Allegiance: Independent
Physical Description: Lazarus is a tall, aging man. He has broad shoulders and is very strong. He wears a brown cloak, carries several religious artifacts. Half of his face is covered in burns, and he wears a mettalic helmet to cover them.
Backround: Before the Dark Lazarus was an evangelical priest. Now he seeks vengeance for God by punishing sinners.
Weapons: A Mace, a sawn-off shotgun and a belt of shells.
Armor: Kevlar vest, a black cloak.
Other Equipment: Bible, robotic raen familiar.
Money: (start with 500 gold)
Age: 20
Race: Human
Allegiance: n/a
Physical Description: Short and slightly stalky, fair skin and hair. Blue eyes, also mutations.
Backround: Sala was born and raised in a small farming comunity. He planned to simply continue his simple life until his parent sudenly both died, of natural causes. Sala is now trying to get by with out the farm money that he is so used to having.
Weapons: A gun, handgun
Armor: noneOther Equipment: (What else do you carry around)
Money: 500 units
Age: 23
Race: Human
Allegiance: Death Cult
Physical Description: Set is a tall, well muscled man who spent his whole life working in the desert. He has large muscles and is very tan, and has callused, large hands. He wears a tight, black sleevless shirt and tight black pants. He has a sword strapped to his back and a sawed off shotgun hanging at his waist. He is wearring a belt with ammo for his gun. He carries a black bag in his left hand.
Backround: Set was born in Egypt to two loving parents who raised him until he was 9, when they were killed by Prophet missionaries. At that point in his life, Set gained a new goal: kill the Prophets people. To the last person. He started working as a hired hand for travelers in the desert, and worked there till he turned 18. At that point he joined the Death Cult. Since then, he has raised prominently through the ranks and has become a high-class assassin, known for being thorough in his job, if not discreet.
He currently lives right next to the Giza Plaza.
Weapons: Sawed off shotgun- Completely black, stained to be dull. Has the Eye of Horus carved into the handle.
Longsword- Once agian, dyed black with the Eye of Horus carved into the hilt.
CURRENTLY: Assault Rifle
Armor: None
CURRENTLY: Kevelar Jacket
Other Equipment: I-Pod video- favorite songs and movies on it, also uses it to store important knowledge.
Digital voice recorder- Records important information for jobs, records private meetings.
3 canisters of Hydorchloric Acid, one slightly used.
Money: 500 units
Age: 155
Race: mutant human
Allegiance: he IS the allegiance
Physical Description: although he looks just like a normal human at first glance, closer examination reveals a bigger head and a green color skin. he uses a leather coat to the ankle, no shirt, with a weapon strap, baggy jeans and walks without shoes
background: Jack Red was born human, but in the aftermath of the war, he was left behind in a majorly radioactive area, turning him to close inmortality and giving him telekinetic and telepathic powers beyond any of the mutants
Weapons: doesn't need any, he just uses a shield for surprise attacks
Money: none. he's a thief
if we could line up every person that lives in china, and try to reach the last one walking, we would never be able to do it, because of it's demographic growth would get bigger and bigger and we could not be able to reach the end
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Age: 26
Race: Human
Allegiance: The Death Cult
Physical Description: Has blood red hair. Scar from the top of the left eye to the bottom. Black eyes. Looks weak but is strong. Black baggy pants and black shirt which is covered by a black coat with white cuffs. When in light, it shows abit of blood red. About 186 cm tall. He has a katana hidden by the coat which is about 160 cm long.
Backround: Dave Bolend is a decieving man. Often loyal but can backstab at will. His ran away from his family when he was 7 after his mum and dad divorced. While living in a run down apartment, he taught himself how to use weapons whether it be a gun or a sword/ he's highly trained with any weapon and can adjust to new weapons. He lived by stealing and killing. He joined a group of criminals and was known as "Death" after assinating countless people. He killed all the members and the leader after finding out they wanted to kick him out. Joined the Death Cult two days after it was introduced. Heavy smoker.
Weapons: Katana and glock 18. Carries 5 clips.
Armor: No armour.
Other Equipment:
Red sunglasses but only wears them if his in a battle field. It reduces flashes.
Ciggerete.
Lighter.
Money: 500
Approved
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Approved
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Name: Spyral
Age: unknown (thought to be in mid twenties)
Race: Mutated Human
Allegiance: none yet
Physical Description: Snow white hair bleached from the nuclear radiation. Deep Blue eyes that seem to be hiding something. Fairly muscular, but in no way a powerhouse. Lithe form perfect for quick moves. Black trenchcoat laced wth metal threads to lightly pretect against blades, many pockets to hide the many trinkets he comes across in his travels.black form fitting pants also laced with metal threads. Also wears a mysterious pair of blue sunglasses
Background: Always has been a sort of loner and has a love of metal. While working in his junkshop, located just on the outskirts of LA, a radioactive dust storm completely destroyed his shop. luckily Spyral hid himself in his office under his metal topped table and he avoided the lethal radiation. After the storm had passed he discovered his odd ability to bend then peices of metal. Basically just wants to be left alone, but his curiosity often gets the best of him and he knows that he will play some roll in the events to come.
Weapons: cannister of mercury that can be molded at his will. he has not mastered his control over metal, but he can shape the mercury into many shapes including weapons or sheilds. He also carries a custom built longbarreled handgun for when melee is not an option. 3 clips, each containing 10 shots each, fairly large custom built bullets (he warps metal :)) very dangerous if they hit a vital organ, but if no head shot then no one shot kills
Armor: Kevlar vest to impede bullets aimed for a killing shot
Misc. equipment:
mercury filled glass containers, used to be thrown at enemy and then shaped by the power of Spyral's mind, normally used to tie down enemys feet
1 shuriken: mainly used to spin to pass the time, can be handled using mind powers
Money: 500 units
for he is the messenger between the spheres
and the traveler between the realms of the living and the dead.
He shall summon forth the ancient ones
and wake them from their deathly slumber
then shall the elder signs be shattered.
Trade Thread
Agentdark, you have a PM waiting for you....
I hear.
I touch.
I speak.
Do you?