Name: Scouti Sparks

Race: Human, Skaa/Terrisman-Descendant

Allegiance: None/Self

Abilities: Allomancer, Feruchemist





Combat Skills: Without her Metal-mind or Allomantic metals, Scouti must fall back on her combat skills she honed while part of the mercenary company the Redwolds. Relatively skilled in knife fighting and dirty tactics, she is little more than a roguish duelist. She is double jointing in both arms and after dealing with poisons has a limited resistance to some, not full immunity.

Weapons:

• (19) Throwing knives, unknown metal alloy
• (2) Ceramic combat knives
• (1) pouch of steel coins, sharpened edges
• (1) pouch of steel filings, fine grain
• (1) pouch of steel caltrops
• (4) steel rods, hollowed
• (1) 8.8 lbs Iron Shot Put

Additional Items:

• (16) Alchemical Metal vials
• (1) Steel Metal-mind
• (1) Pouch of crushed pepper powder
• (1) Pouch of Sneezing Powder
• Leather Straps
• Steel Chain, around waist.

Identity

Name: Ariad (The Weeper)

Age: Unknown (Appears mid-40’s)

Height: 5ft 10”

Weight: 78kg

Physical Description: Ariad seems human at a glance, with short black hair and a black beard, both sprinkled with grey. His eyes are red-rimmed and somewhat sunken, but otherwise normal and brown in colouration. His other features aren’t in anyway strange or unusual, and his general appearance is one that most would consider unremarkable. However, none of this can usually be seen beneath his white face-mask. With a build edging between average and athletic, he fits in well in any human crowd.

Psychological Description: Ariad feels a bitter-sweet melancholy at all times, and strange things can cause him to be overcome with grief, shedding tears unusually, especially over the bodies of those he has harmed.

Tier: 3-4

Powers/Abilities/Skills: Ariad is only gifted with one major power, which unsurprisingly taps into the emotions of his opponent’s. Unlike what one may expect, they are not driven to depression or even sadness necessarily, but rather they feel a heightening of whatever emotional responses are most common for them (or whatever emotions can be tripped by events which unfold). This ability has only ever proven completely ineffective against foes which literally have no biological capacity to feel, primarily robots. Humans with psychological conditions have actually proven to be effected, often more strongly, due to an influx of chemical responses they’re wholly unused to forcing them to feel for often the first time.

However, even in circumstances where he is unable to gain a major advantage from the emotional unbalancing of an opponent, Ariad is still gifted with a number of combat related skills.

His strength is pushed beyond the peak of a human being, though far from immense he can lift about 800kg with effort, still allowing him to lift and throw the average human with just one hand.

His agility and speed are his biggest advantages, owing to his lithe build, he can run at 60mph and dodge the melee attacks of any human on the planet on reflex alone. Though he reacts at thrice the speed of any human, he is not fast enough to see and then dodge a bullet, but certainly an arrow or other slightly slower moving projectile.

His skill-set is one that allows him to carry out pretty close to any physical feet any human being can carry out, with the added benefits of his above human abilities. Expect any forms of acrobatics, and the ability to launch any melee attack he so chooses with his body in the most efficient and powerful way possible. This is not a complete knowledge of every human martial art, but the ability to perform movements he decides upon effectively, by using his superhuman attributes.

His durability has never been a strong point for Ariad, known to become badly wounded by even a few rounds of an ordinary pistol. He accommodates for this by trying not to get shot or hit by anything hard enough to outright kill him.

Ariad has been shown to heal incredibly quickly provided he can escape a fight without being killed outright. When fighting however his strange power has to concentrate on the unbalancing of other’s emotions, so he has no ability to heal in battle.

Ariad is not known to eat or drink, though he can still be effected by chemicals their effectiveness is fairly limited. He does still seem to be dependent upon air to breath however.

Equipment

The Weeping Blade (The Weeper)

A seemingly ordinary steel gladius (short-sword) of average length and diameter. Seems painted with red specks along both edges from the point till half-way to the hilt.

It’s physically incredibly difficult to break or dull, and can be repaired by Ariad in some fashion he is unwilling to disclose. Unlike an ordinary steel sword its edge is sharp enough to sheer through steel plate and flesh with only the force of an ordinary man behind it. Ariad can –easily- cut through a brick without damaging the blade, making it a formidable and deadly weapon even to armoured opponents. Other than its sharpness and durability it has no other combat-applicable powers.

The Weeper, or The Weeping Blade, has a long and terrible history. Legend says it was once an ordinary sword, before it was plunged into the breast of a noblewoman either by her own hand or by her most loyal servant, none are sure. Most agree that the blade was cursed by a wrathful god, whose play-thing escaped his torment with its strike, ensuring that it would bring sadness to so many as to satisfy his hunger. That has yet to be done.

Flintlock pistol, four extra shots worth of additional mats.

Ordinary clothing/apparel.

A white face mask, seemingly made in operatic style (think phantom of the opera) made to display sadness.

History: Ariad, or the Weeper as he is known, is presumed to belong to a long line of cursed souls forced to wield the ancient blade of sorrow. Shedding the lives of innocents where the bitterest sadness will follow. It is a terrible life, but one in which he is inexplicably bound, many know the reputation of the weeper, but most only see the white mask of pain.