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[B]Name:[/b] Victor Harlow
[B]Age:[/b] 40
[B]Gender:[/b] Male
[B]Breed/Species/Type/Lineage:[/b] Human
 
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[B]Talents:[/b][INDENT]Banish Ghosts/Demons: With the use of a drawn banishment circle and an incantation, Victor can banish any ghost or demon to its home dimension - hell, heaven, the afterlife, you name it. However, the ghost/demon must remain in the banishment circle throughout the entirety of the spell, and the banishment circle must not be broken or damaged for the ritual to work.
 
Soul Contracting: A blood contract initiated by Victor using his harpy quill and eldritch jotter as reagents, binding one other person to its terms and obligating them to carry out the task written down. Every contract has loopholes, and the participant has to willingly sign it with an understanding of what they’re agreeing to in the first place.
 
Soul Dreg: Victor musters up the raw energy in his rotten decrepit soul to produce a foul magic that appears to be a purplish-black, viscous, gloopy liquid. He is able to manipulate this energy and cast in the same way you’d expect a simple arcane bolt or pure magic bolt to work, but it is slower, heavier and leaves traces of dark energy wherever it strikes.
 
Wards: Victor has a ward tome with very elaborate and detailed runic circles drawn onto each page. By flipping to the correct page, placing his hand onto the circle and saying an incantation, Victor, produces a translucent dome-like shield which can hold off a certain type of magic and any being which uses this type of magic. Wards can be broken and weakened, but Victor can reinforce the ward using a constant incantation which requires his focus. Only one type of magic is blocked by the ward, and the ritual circle must not be broken or damaged within the tome. Victor is able to cast wards for the following types of magic: Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Unholy/Demonic, Necromantic, and Psionic (Mind-affecting).
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[B]History:[/b][INDENT]Born to a deadbeat father and loving mother, Victor managed to carry out a relatively simple and uneventful childhood. As the lack of excitement began drive Victor into running himself into trouble that worsened by the week, Victor found himself at the front door of an old gypsy’s house with his mother close behind him, apologising for breaking her window and offering to do her gardening for a couple of weeks. Whilst he was there, he found out that the old lady was an actual, real-life witch and became more fascinated than horrified.
 
Victor refused to continue his education after the final year of high school and started dedicating his time to fully dabbling in the occult under the guidance of the gypsy. Thankfully due to the lack of care from his father, Victor managed to easily convince his mother that he’d be better off taking a job at one of the local banks instead of wasting time with an education. As much as he’d have loved to begin carelessly living his life and dedicating it to the mystical, he owed her that much. He received an internship at a nearby accounting firm, moved out as soon as he had the chance, and began leading a life of partial financial labour and indulging with magical training. 
 
No matter what Victor had going for him, his expertise had always been with deceit. With his knack for conning and inexplicable attraction to the magical, it was inevitable that Victor’s mystical career lead to him spending his time fooling and betraying deals with summoned and trapped demons.


At the end of the day, Victor was still a mere mortal. Eventually his carelessness, drunken stupors, and simply his ego got the better of him. After the summoning of a relatively unknown demon, Victor lost a bet over a simple game of cards against the demonic entity - one that would cost him 40 years of his life.
In a panic, Victor rushed to the gypsy woman for help only to be redirected to the fairies that dwelled deep in the bayou near New Orleans. Upon arrival, Victor pleaded them to help make up for the lost time, and in his desperate state he accepted the first offer they made. For returning the lost 40 years, Victor would have to dedicate 18 of those years to raising a changeling child and begin integrating them into the human world.
 
With practically no other choice, Victor assumed to have been off the hook with this one. That was until he was introduced to the child. With no practical explanation at hand, and nothing to keep him bound to the city of his birth, Victor traded in his beloved Volvo P1800 for a shoddy campervan to hit the road for the following three years until the babe was of more stable age. Financially, his primitive accounting skills along with any private demonology or exorcism contract made do, and along with what he had saved up from his previous chapter, the two began driving eastwards across the country, stopping at the odd town or two but never staying longer than a month.
 
The two eventually arrived in New Camden, and after a month of Victor running minor demonic related errands for quick cash to hit the road, it dawned on him that there was a far larger presence of magical and mystic beings than anywhere him and Abigail had visited. Upon this realisation, Victor considered remaining here to raise Abigail as she was slowly coming to a more controllable age and would eventually have to start with her own introduction into the human educational system. Victor decided to remain for another month, which eventually turned into two, which eventually turned into a year. It was decided as Abigail began to settle into the surroundings and slowly made life less and less hard on him. Victor continued assisting both Magical’s and humans with accounting, whilst dabbling and taking on the odd private contract when his wallet ached.[/INDENT]
 
[B]Psychological Profile:[/b][INDENT]Victor is a foul-mouthed, disillusioned, cynic who leads a life of sorcery and danger. A man with an inexplicable attraction to the occult, he enjoys tampering with eldritch forces and conning anyone he can get his grubby little hands on. Most of the time, he mixes his hobbies together in his job and likes to think he’s living the good life because of it. 
 
For Victor, law and virtue are less of a necessity - you could do anything you like if you could get away with it without being caught. He still operates under his own strict set of morals though, quick to be disapproving or to congratulate people for doing what he saw as ‘the right thing’.[/INDENT]
 
[B]Possessions:[/b][indent]Rumpus - A small, pot-bellied imp who got conned by Victor and bound into servitude through one of his soul contracts. As well as slave labour, Rumpus is Victor’s contact to the underworld, and through him Victor is able to extend his dealings into hell.
 
Eldritch Jotter and Harpy Quill: Victor won this in a game of Yahtzee against a demonic entity. When introduced to the blood of the current owner and the blood of a willing participant, the words written on the jotter become a soul-binding contract which both parties are obligated to uphold.
 
Ward Tome: A fairly thin leather bound book with several large and elaborate runic circles drawn onto each page. Victor needs to have this book and have the required drawing in good condition in order to cast wards.
 
Victor also carries a multitude of large permanent markers and sticks of chalk to draw out his banishment circles.
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[b]Location of Note:[/b] Sir Walter’s (Dive Bar)
[b]Notable Person:[/b] Elizabeth Rodgers aka. “Betty” a troll in disguise. Caring in nature, Betty harbors any unwanted beings that seek a place to call home. She’s the current manager of the bar, purchased it from the previous owner who remains unknown.
[b]A fact everyone knows about this place:[/b] The bar works as a form of safe haven for primarily demons. Most of the staff comprise of unwanted and or shunned magical beings with illusions casted over themselves to appear human. They serve cheap drinks and even cheaper bar food.
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