Incase It's not clear, the only people in the bar will be Sake, one of the floorstaff, and the other players. Adventure will hook you soon enough, but this will be your shelter from the storm. feel free to introduce yourselves, drink and be merry. It Is the spring festival after all.
Last edited by SirDalyus : 04-23-2012 at 02:24 PM.
Languages - Japanese, English, Chinese, German, Russian
Relic ● Shirei no Tsue (Commander's Cane)
His cane birthright is the size of a regular cane with a fritz type handle made of bamboo and the gold collar has the words "Solders of the Spirit" engraved on it as well. The shaft looks like a Japanese art painting featuring five nekomata and five inugami. Its heel is made of titanium and has a blunt tip. It contains a hidden blade that can be drawn by making the handle straight with the cane and pulling out. The blade has the stats of a wakizashi.
Followers ●● Hachiman's Pride
5 inugami and 5 nekomata with the following stats:
Legend 1 followers, All attributes are at 2 dots except for dex which is at 3.
Academics 2, Athletics 4, Awareness 3, Brawl 4, Command 3, Control 3, Fortitude 3, Integrity 3, Investigation 1, Larceny 1, Marksmanship 4, Medicine 2, Melee 4, Presence 2, Stealth 3, Thrown 1
They have epic dex 1 and can spend a point of legend to hide catgirl/doggirl features.
They are equipped with Desert Eagles.
Jun: (Nekomanta, bobtail): Jun is easily the fastest of this group. Nicknamed "Blur". Just drinks a lot of coffee on her down time.
Kohaku: (Bengal cat): has light brown hair. The gun nut of the crew. Throw a disassembled gun at her and she'll rebuild it in less two minutes. Believes that the best offense is blowing you enemies head off or treating to do so.
Yori( tabby girl, blue hair): admitting she dyes it.
Aoi and Akira, twin collie girls.
Michi, Siamese cat girl. Was NOT happy when she found out her older sister is working for a scion of Son Wukong. Then again neither was her sister. Anyways Hachiman founder wandering around Takamagahara, looking for employment and gave her the job.
Masa: (dalmatian girl): An avid music collector. Is the heart of the team. I.e. the rookie with almost no fight experience.
Hikaru: (cat girl, has red hair, black ears and tail): The video game nerd.
Gin, dog girl, short for Gina, ears and tail are that of a golden retriever. Wears glasses due to near nearsighted.
Kyo, wolf girl, has brown hair. Easily the laziest member of Hachiman's pride. Despite this when she does wake up and fight she is a very good shot.
Relic ●●● Masurao no Katana Hengen (Warrior's Transforming Blade)
This birthright katana one of two twin relics. It looks like a normal, but exquisitely crafted katana with its name engraved on the sheath in Japanese. It has the ability to turn into any melee weapon and strike out at foes at ranges of legend *5 feet. It also grants access to the War purview.
Relic ●●● - Masurao no Yumi Hengen (Warrior's Transforming Bow)
This birthright bow is the other of two twin relics. It looks like a normal, but exquisitely daikyu and on its quiver is its name written in Japanese. It has the ability to turn into any ranged weapon and never runs out of ammo. It also grants access to the War purview.
Epic Dexterity ●●
Epic Stamina ●
Epic Charisma ●●
Benefit of the Doubt
Epic Intelligence ●
Epic Wits ●
Blessing of Bravery - (War ●)
The Wakeful Spirit (Tsukumo-Gami ●)
The Watchful Spirit - (Tsukumo-Gami ●●)
A specially made holster for his cane, sword, and bow for when it is a gun.
Legend Points: 8/9
4 spent on relic
4 spent on abilities (2 to max command, 2 for athletics)
7 spent to raise starting legend to 3 (since everybody else is doing it)
Shikikan looks like an aged 40 year-old Japanese man in a suit. He has short grey hair and eyes that, while kind, have the look of a battle hardened soldier.
Shikikan has a strong sense of duty and honor. He cares for his family and the men he served with and carries that sense long with him. While he wont start a fight without a good reason, he will finish one. He tries to prevent fights from happening though talk, although if that doesnt go anywhere, he wont try to talk any further.
Even though he never knew his father, Shikikan had a normal life. That is until, WWI happened. He enlisted, fought, and was promoted though the ranks eventually becoming an officer and gaining the respect and admiration of the men he fought with.
In the years after WWI, he settled down and started a family, but the peace would not last. Come WWII, already in his mid-40s, Shikikan was called upon to defend Iwo Jima. He fought valiantly, but was heavily wounded and dying. When he took his final breath, the last thing he saw were his men fighting to the last man. Though what happened next was the most shocking to him. He saw the faces of the men who died that day.
In Yomi, Shikikan was surprised to see not only the soldiers he served with and died with, but also many others. He asked where he was and was surprised to find out that he was in Yomi. There, he was reunited with his mother, but could not stay with her long. When the cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki suddenly appeared in Yomi, Shikikan helped defend the rest of Yomi against the terrible specters that arose from the fallen cities.
60 years later, he received word that his mother wanted to speak with him. He quickly went to her apartment and saw his mother waiting with an unfamiliar man and 10 odd women. When he asked, she replied that the man was his father, Hachiman. Hachiman granted presented to him a cane, a sword, and a bow and quiver. Hachiman explained about his birthrights and what he needs to do. When asked why Hachiman chose him, Hachiman said that none of his current children were what he was looking for and turned to the underworld.
That was 2 years ago. Now acquainted with the new world and granted new life, Shikikan heads out to meet with the rest of his band.
Relic ●●● - Kutsuu (pain)
The remarkable story surrounding this kanabo is that it's completely void of any sort of soul, not even the fragmentary sort you'd find in even the most mass produced of goods. While on one hand this makes it uncomfortable for most people to look at or wield, those who take time to appreciate and practice with the weapon learn to fill the empty vessel with their own essence, the effect having been described akin to it becoming an extension of its wielders own body, as integral as any arm or leg.
-Kutsuu rolls brawl instead of melee when it attacks
-Kutsuu grants a purview based on it's essence, which, for the foreseeable future is Sky.
Relic ●●● - Kamen no Oni (Mask of the Oni)
A heavy iron mask depicting a monstrous ogre with wicked teeth and two jagged stumps that were once proud polished horns. When affixed to the head the mask begins its work on the user, bonding itself to ones face and altering them into a fearsome sight, manipulating ones gait, voice and visage until they are able to inspire terror in even the most steadfast.
- Kamen no Oni adds 4 dice on intimidation attempts
-Kamen no Oni grants access to the darkness purview
-beige long-coat with many pockets
-Pack of cigarettes (in long-coat)
-zippo lighter (in long-coat)
-hard-boiled candy. (in long-coat)
- Kamen no Oni (inside enlarged pocket, held against heart)
Virtues; Endurance: ●●●● Intellect: ● Valor:●● Duty: ● Legend: 2 Legend Points: 4 Willpower: 6/6 Bonus Points;15/15 Physical attribute increases, increasing brawl by 2 and improving the Kamen no Oni
Ichiro is a large man in his early 40's, possessed of skin permanently flushed crimson. His hair is thickly matted and unkempt, his teeth are yellowed from years of smoking and his posture sloped, despite his best efforts. Whenever he deigns to remove is long-coat it can be seen that behind his beer gut is powerful and fast musculature, Ichiro can't help but twitch his limbs and neck when he anticipates a fight.
Ichiro is a bitter man, having lived to see his world crumble around him- it would seem Ichiro is nothing but a common thug with an attitude problem. Put up with Ichiro's immense loudness and many flaws for long enough and you begin to see a spark of genuine compassion, nestled amongst the ruins of the man he once was. There are those who believe one day he will rekindle the fires that once burned within him, most consider him a lost cause, a good man long dead.
<This is a big one, you might want to just skip this- it's not really important and i certainly don't mind>
Ichiro was happy once. He had renown throughout Tokyo as an excellent detective, those who could afford him would pay ludicrous amounts of money for his services and those who couldn't; didn't. He went to all the finest bar, failed to have any women and then went home still smugly satisfied, life was ideal. Ichiro wouldn't stop though, he craved ever more fame for his exploits, eventually deciding to publically announce his intentions of catching 'hatchetman' a serial murderer at that time infamous. Maddening months marched by as the deaths ramped up, no new clues were appearing- not even to Ichiro, who these things were always clear for. Other cases were rejected immediately, food was forgotten most of the time, it became his downfall, his one care in the entire world.
Near the end of his wits and funds, Ichiro finally receives word from an old contact to speak to an old barfly, listing his current haunt. It is here that Ichiro meets his father, Raiden. The half-crazed Ichiro cares nothing for the man he talks to, only interested in the information he divulges- which is legion. As ichiro goes to leave the man slips him Kutsuu and some worldly advice. "Don't become as empty as your weapon, i have faith in you". Ichiro snorts as he walks out of the bar and away from his father.
The hatchetman never saw trial, Ichiro got to him first- the mad detective found him and smashed open his skull. He staggered back to his office exhausted, sobbing pathetically to himself. He didn't have enough evidence to convict, was he to let him kill again? His justifications sounded hollow, even to himself. The terrible iron mask sat on his desk when he got back, it stared at him and judged. Ichiro wept.
Ichiro couldn't take any more cases after that, he didn't have the nerve- could never focus any more, not like he used to. Time healed Ichiro of his guilt, but what was left wasn't the man from before, leaving only the scarred, violent and antisocial mess we see today.
It's not all bad though, Ichiro has one soft spot. An old lady who thinks Ichiro is her son, willing to overlook all his failings, treat him with doting kindness and lodging him when going home is too much for him.
Corrected DV's again to take into account i do not have epic dexterity, in other news i am an idiot.
Last edited by sirshaunyus : 04-26-2012 at 09:54 AM.
f Art (DJing)
Languages- English, Greek, Ancient Greek, Japanese, Korean, Russian
Type and Level- Name of Birthrite and Function
Amazing Shades- These shades provide Kyle with the ability to see the true nature of things. Also, they give him access to the mystery purview.
Zippo with Dodekatheon Symbol on it- This Zippo doesn't light, but when used to pack his fist, it gives Kyle the strength to deal lethal damage with his unarmed strikes.
Flask with Dionysus's Symbol- This flask lets Kyle use his Fertility powers. It's very nice, made of silver with dark purple and gold engravings.
Backpack Still- This is the most amazing contraption ever. It is a fully functional still, capable of producing several gallons of alcohol, in days, as opposed to years. All Kyle needs to do is put in the ingredients, be it rye, hops, potatoes, or grapes- and place the bottles in the bag. The magic of Dionysus does the rest! The alcohol is always top quality beer, wine, or liquor.
Ipod with Magic App- This IPod has the special ability to summon forth a fully functional Turn Table and Mic- with no need for actual disks, since the IPod has more than enough songs for him to choose from. He also never needs to charge the IPod, and can run it at max capacity and still have the brightest light mode.
Self Healing, Solipsistic Well Being
Blessing of Importance, Inspirational Figure
Boon Name- (Purview and Level)
Green Thumb- Fertility
Pack of Cigs
Flick My Bic Bic
Nice Apartment Close to the Club
A Bunch of Tees
Terabyte SD Card
Pack of Playing Cards
Empty Fridge with Magnets and Take Out Menus All Over it
Legend Points: 9
Kyle Lyles is an awesome guy. He grew up in California, on the beach. Ms. Lyles made a living decorating rich peoples houses, and by extension, was pretty rich herself- and had a bit of a wild streak. She barely supervised Kyle- by 16, he had already been to a few college parties- and had made a vow. He'd stick through school, and get into college- for music. The only problem was he couldn't play an instrument for the life of him. He broke guitar strings, drum heads, and even the grande piano at his school. Teachers told him it was best if just studied musical theory. He learned all he could about music. It was his senior year at college, he was at a Lambda Lambda Lambda party.
Some strange looking guy came in later than anyone else, but immediately hooked Kyle up with a smoking hotty, and through the night, made sure he always had a drink in his hand. That night, Kyle drank more than he ever did before. When he asked the guy for a cigarette, he gave him the whole pack. Kyle realized that at the end of the night, he still had the guys lighter- it was a Zippo, with what looked like a rare design. Kyle gave it to him, and he said "Keep it- its the least I could do for my son."
Kyle looked at him with a bewildered look, but didn't say anything. "Well, I know you are taking Greek Mythology. So you know about Hercules and Perseus- they are sons of Zeus. Well, the rest of us have children too. Until recently, there has never been a need for them. But recently, things got bad, and we need help. We need your help to send the Titans back to their prison. You've got a rare talent for helping people- people trust you, and you know how to talk to people. I've got some gifts that will help you become a very successful DJ- including your very own turntable. You are gonna be big, and will eventually realize your potential. I know this." Kyle believed the man. He took the gifts, and started working at a local club. He became big into the Techno scene, and eventually moved to Japan to work in some killer raves. He always made the party a party.
Relic ●●● Fenris Arms Handgun
Though hes usually somewhat grim, let it not be said that Tyr doesnt have a sense of humor, as evidenced by the name of this line of weaponry designed by the God himself. In his guise as a mortal engineer and arms dealer, Tyr develops small arms for various governments in Midgard. In addition to the mundane weapons manufacturing, an elite cadre of dwarves and other supernatural creatures work for the God to create weapons suitable for use by Aesir Scions. Even some of Tyrs fellow Aesir use these weapons on occasion.
This particular model of the Fenris Arms line appears to be a standard-issue semi-automatic pistol that any law enforcement officer would carry. Closer inspection, however, reveals an arrow on each side of the handgrip, actually a Teiwaz, the rune of his father, Tyr, and a symbol of justice and victory. It grants access to the War and Justice Purviews, as well as a +1 Accuracy bonus.
Relic ●● Wolfs Cross Amulet
Sometime during the rise of Christianity among the Aesirs followers, the traditional amulet shaped like Mjolnir, Thors mighty hammer, changed into an odd hybrid of ancient and modern religion, a cross-shaped amulet with a wolf or other sort of animal head forming the cross base. These amulets retained their symbolism as a protective charm against the forces of evil, and the bridging of the old and new ways gave them a unique power few among the Aesir are willing to acknowledge.
This Wolfs Cross is made of silver that never seems to tarnish, able to fit on any sort of strap or thong, and is meant to be worn around the neck. The odd interplay of ancient magic and modern faith allows its wearer to access the Animal (Wolf) and Guardian Purviews.
Relic ● Polaris Ring
Tyr has often been connected with the Pole Star, reflecting his ability to see straight to the heart of any problem or situation, as well as his unwavering faithfulness and duty.
This silver ring bears a symbol for Polaris, allowing the wearer to tap into the might of the greatest of all stars. This relic grants access to the Stars Purview.
1 point for Polaris Ring
4 for Epic Wits 1
4 for Epic Strength 1
2 for 1 Ability Point in Wealth
2 for 1 Ability Point in Fame
2 for 2 Ability Points in Integrity
Tyler is often described with the Shakespearean "lean and hungry look" Julius Caesar ascribed to Cassius. A wiry man in his late twenties, he has short, dark hair and stubble that seems to grow back the instant it's cut off. He dresses in the uniform of a member of the Deparment of Wildlife, and carries his badge everywhere. His face is weathered and stern, and his eyes are an odd light brown, almost yellow.
As a cop and a son of the god of justice, Tyler has a strong sense of right and wrong. He tends to be more aggressive than his superiors would like, unafraid of roughing up a suspected poacher or angrily barking orders to hit the ground. One of his other admirable traits is his tenacious will. When assigned to a task, people can be assured he'll get it done, no matter what or how long it takes. Sometimes this stubborn insistance on seeing things through to the end gets him in trouble, but Tyler himself considers that not his problem. If doing the right thing gives him grief, he'll tough it out and keep on keeping on. He seems out of place no matter where he is. Among people and civilization he seems like he belongs in the wilderness, while in the wilderness he seems like he should stay in the city. This straddling two different worlds puts him on rocky ground with his father, a strong force for order and civilization. Tyler loves his father, and he thinks his father loves him, but they sometimes argue about methodology. Tyler always defers to his father if the option is available though.
Adolph Tyler has always hated his first name. Those who didn't insult him by comparing him to the infamous leader of the Nazi party would jokingly compare him to Dolph Lundgren. Even as a child living with his mother in northern Minnesota, he felt like he was out of sync with everything, comfortable in both nature and civilization but never really belonging to either. He drifted between these two worlds until he graduated from high school...and met his father for the first time.
Tyr apologized for his long abscence, but was pleased that his son had developed a strong moral core. Even if he was a bit untamed, he would bring great honor and glory to the Aesir in the war, something Tyler volunteered for without hesitation. At his father's suggestion, he enrolled with the local police academy and soon became a fully licensed Fish and Game Warden. Tyr granted Tyler his birthrights as a graduation gift, and told his son to watch the wilds for signs of titanspawn lurking in the area as well as mortal poachers. Tyler became quite successful, protecting the Boundary Waters from threats both mundane and mystical, until visions from his father drove him further South, where he met his Band.
For activation rolls that don't really do anything, do I still have to roll if I have a dot in the epic attribute for the attribute+ability roll? i.e. I want to use The Wakeful Spirit which uses Cha+Presence roll. I have 2 dots of epic cha. Do I still have to roll?
Can I roll int+occult to see if Shikikan can dredge up information that may be of use about what the artifact might be? Can I also make a separate int+occult roll to see if he can identify what the thing Sake wants killed is?
I was thinking more along the lines of stuff i would know from being a PI, rather than any allies i had. Where the dependable sources of information is and stuff like that- so it's more of a kn (local) check than anything.
Well, Investigate would probably be used to find people who you could then recruit as allies, it wouldn't influence them directly unless if they are impressed that you found them if they hid themselves well. Or start shooting at you because you found them.
You could use Wealth to bribe or to hire people for help.
Fame could be used to pretty much go "Hey, I'm famous and I going to be doing stuff. Do you want to help?"
Rat (Svart) Life is dependent on masters (ie cant die or age as long as rick is alive)
(Vegas Chip) Gives access to Chaos and Magic purviews, Always seems to disappear and find its way back if stolen.
(Tricksters Cowl) A black silk hooded shirt gives access to Darkness and Magic purviews, has DV of Leather Armor
Takes One to Know One
Standing only about 5'4" and maybe 130 soaking wet he still carries himself with a sort of easygoing posture. Red hair that is about shoulder length is pulled back along one side in a braid. His grey eyes are almost silver in color and have a rather jaded look to them. He dresses like most teenagers his age and usually has a knowing grin.
Rick is an easygoing sort, always looking to have fun and make the most out of life. He has seen a lot for his age, most of it would scar people. Doesn't matter though he survived, so why should he worry. Live life safely and you'll just die anyway. A couple practical jokes here and there, a few dozen joyrides, why not even do some b&e to pass the time. After all "what else is there to do?" Don't even get him started on the girls. Not very picky of his partners, but of course they gotta have something to show.
He was born in Las Vegas, NV in December of 1985. His dad was a famous jewel thief who when going out to get his fifth birthday present just never came home. His mother was a stripper at a very high end club when she was younger. For his third birthday his dad got him a little black pet rat. While trying to decide whether he should name him "smelly" or "fart" he blurted out "Svart". His dad just laughed and told him it was a fitting name. In 1994 after dad left and mom got old things changed. The club fired her and she couldn't find work anywhere. She started drinking and developed a bad coke habit. They moved to Baltimore,MD and his mom got a job down the block at a place called the Circus. That December his mom was found dead in an alley with a crack pipe still in her mouth... frozen solid. Rick has been traveling ever since then, never staying in one place for too long. Evading authority he found was not too hard when you had friends who knew how and could get you anywhere for a few favors. A couple months ago a familiar looking stranger offered to help him out. Told him that his dad was still alive but he was in hiding, all he had to do was a small favor and his dad would be able to see him. Go here and meet these people. The stranger gave him a backpack with a few things in and then disappeared into a crowd.