[hider=Edgar Allen Poe] [center][img]https://s1.zerochan.net/Edgar.Allen.Poe.%28Bungou.Stray.Dogs%29.600.2059966.jpg[/img] [img]https://pm1.narvii.com/6776/b0b0e78d27e2da237f82de49bab0e99561d4ee0cv2_hq.jpg[/img][/center] __________________________________________________________________________________---666---_______ [b]Name:[/b] Edgar Allen Poe [b]Title:[/b] Azathoth [b]Class:[/b] Foreigner [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Birth and Death Dates:[/b] January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849 [b]Alignment:[/b] Chaotic Neutral __________________________________________________________________________________---666---_______ [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Bio:[/b] Butchered. Assassinated. Ripped apart and fashioned up as a shambling scarecrow bogeyman of who he was in life. The Edgar Allan Poe of real life was a kind man, who despite his shy demeanor and many neurosis managed to help others when he could. And yet, his estate fell into the hands of a man he hated, and traded off in his death. This man began a campaign to change the history of Poe, to make him into a drunk, an abuser, and pedophile. He succeeded. Poe was born to a poor family, and ammonia took from him his mother. His father had long since abandoned him and his sister, so they were left orphaned at a young age. The child was taken in by John and Frances Allan of Richmond, Virginia. They never formally adopted him, but Poe was with them well into young adulthood. Tension developed later as John Allan and Edgar repeatedly clashed over debts, including those incurred by gambling, and the cost of secondary education for the young man. Poe attended the University of Virginia but left after a year due to lack of money. Poe quarreled with Allan over the funds for his education and enlisted in the Army in 1827 under an assumed name. It was at this time that his publishing career began, albeit humbly, with the anonymous collection Tamerlane and Other Poems, credited only to "a Bostonian". With the death of Frances Allan in 1829, Poe and Allan reached a temporary rapprochement. However, Poe later failed as an officer cadet at West Point, declaring a firm wish to be a poet and writer, and he ultimately parted ways with his adopted father. Poe spent years of his life hard at work in the publishing world. Where he clashed many times with the man who would be his rival, and his ruiner. Rufus Wilmot Griswold. The man was a hack. A liar, and worst of all a swindler who stole the livelyhood of others to bolster his own. A man who knew nothing of the honest dollar. But in the end, Poe died first. Some believe it was election fraud. Others death and disease. What is known is that he was screaming in his final moments, overcome with a madness. His reputation was mutilated in his death. His life twisted by lies of serial killings and drunken behaviors. Lies about how he slept with his own niece. Poe's final works were buried and burned, and his life reduced to that of an evil man. But it carried his legacy further on. A poisoned legacy that made him into an evil man of debilitating lifestyles and a symbol of dark gothic horrors. His own presence in the world became the fear he spread through his stories. [b]Weapon:[/b] Poe uses his book of stories, and a pen. From it he channels forth the nightmare creatures that haunt his dreams and thoughts. In a way, he is a caster channeling his nightmares and visions into reality. __________________________________________________________________________________---666---_______ [b]Parameters:[/b] [i]Strength:[/i] E [i]Endurance:[/i] D [i]Agility:[/i] D [i]Mana:[/i] A [i]Luck:[/i] E __________________________________________________________________________________---666---_______ [u][b]Class Skills:[/b][/u] [i]- Existence Outside the Domain EX:[/i] This is a unique class skill to the foreigner. Rather than a traditional existence, he is a shell to something more mad and blind. As the shell is peeled back, the world and traditional parameters mean less and less. In that regard, it can be said that around Poe, the higher the parameters, the less effect. A servant with a strength of A would be like a childish slap, but a servant with a strength of E would send him flying through a wall. [i]- Divinity B:[/i] Poe is the human vessel through which Azathoth views our world. As the king of all outer gods, he is the most divine, and so is his vessel. [u][b]Personal Skills:[/b][/u] [i]- Fear Collector EX -[/i] This skill is said to attract high quality goods and items of power. In the case of Edgar, they attract tragedies and fears. His mere presence draws on the fears of others, which he collects into his books and mind. As these are not physical goods, but metaphorical as fears and worries, this skill is EX in rank. Because to collect something that has no physical value is impossible to rank. [i]- Familiar C -[/i] Edgar's fears and nightmares are his familiars. He can construct these mental monsters, which obey him from the depths of his mind. Creatures like wolves with far too many eyes, or cats with fur like midnight and stars speckled throughout, are some of the things that he creates. [i]- Innocent Monster B -[/i] Despite never being a cruel man, Poe has become the source of horror stories. His mind picked apart after death to the point where psychosis and mental illness have been cast upon him. He carries with him the raven, which has become the symbol of who he is, and carries his curses on its wings. Some stories even suggest that had he not discovered writing, he had the makings of a very successful serial killer. One of the most tragic parts of Poe's life though is the character assassination after his death. With his estate in the hands of his rival, his life had been rewritten to one of lust, cruelty to others, and a love of the drink. Turning him into a monster after death, and the very monster he feared in life. [i]- Mental Pollution D -[/i] Poe is afflicted by melancholy, delirium and migraine, which lessens the effects of mental interference and enhances mysteries rooted in madness. This condition is far worse than it was in life, as an influence of his own works. __________________________________________________________________________________---666---_______ [b]NOBLE PHANTASMS[/b] [b]Title:[/b] Nevermore [b]Rank:[/b] B [b]NP Type:[/b] Anti-Unit [b]Range:[/b] 1-50 [b]Maximum Number of Targets:[/b] 1 [b]Description:[/b] Poe's has become almost synonymous with the raven. A conceptual noble phantasm, connected to the very concept of denial. Denial of life? Denial of their power? A horrifying denial. This manifested raven can be targeted towards a single target, and acts as a seal. This seal can be used on only one servant at a time, and can weaken the flow of mana between a master and their servant. Not cutting, but rather lessening the amount of mana that can be drawn in at a time. Halving it in a way. The raven becomes a part of the servant's shadow, and can be seen at all times clinging to the shadow of their shoulder. A reminder of how they've been weakened. The raven only leaves when Poe is dead, or he choses to return the raven to himself, so he can place it on another. [b]Title:[/b] The Poetic Principle [b]Rank:[/b] C+ [b]NP Type:[/b] Anti-Unit [b]Range:[/b] - [b]Maximum Number of Targets:[/b] - [b]Description:[/b] A silver dip pen, moulded to resemble a winding worm with mandibles forming the nib, set onto a great jet-black quill. It is a crystallization of Poe’s work, an embodiment of every mystery and terror he created or inspired, and so enhances his “magecraft”. Its true power is in its ink, a mystical poison obtained by ritually passing ammonia over hot coals, which allows him to engineer a dreadful plague, the oldest and deadliest epidemic known to humankind - fear. Through poetic transcriptions of the Grail War kept within his Study, Poe renders its events a vector for a mystical virus. Those who feel fear at the sight of the creatures he creates or summons become host for his virus of fear. Infectees suffer mental interference that slowly exaggerates their terror, from jumpiness into paranoid hysteria, and encourages them to retell what they heard. Individual patients can be treated with suitable magecraft, and the epidemic ends if Poe or his writings are destroyed. The infectees act as a synthetic leyline, allowing Poe to draw small amounts of mana from each at a distance. More pressingly, as the local population is infected, they warp the native thaumaturgical foundation of the land, bringing the madness and horror that populates Poe’s work closer to “nature”. His creatures increase in potency up to a maximum of three ranks, while contradictory mysteries suffer similarly increased resistance from the World. Independent phenomena appropriate to Poe’s thaumaturgy also become more likely. [b]Title:[/b] The Stylus [b]Rank:[/b] EX [b]NP Type:[/b] Anti Army [b]Range:[/b] 1 [b]Maximum Number of Targets:[/b] 1000 [b]Description:[/b] Before he died, Poe had planned to create his own magazine. The Stylus. In his words "There is no earthly reason why such a Magazine may not, eventually, reach a circulation as great as that of Graham's at present - viz 50,000." The expectations were great, and the idea simple. To create the kind of breeding ground for talent like his own, and a respectable community of writers, poets, and seekers of great things. Men like Nathaniel Hawthorne threw in their hats, and James Russell Lowell offered up a poem. But Poe died before he could set his plans into action. His death stifling his creation in the womb and leaving him forever tragically filled with that regret in his dying moments. This noble phantasm is the curses and regrets of that magazine. The expectations and beliefs piled onto it, and so became a magazine of infinite potential and none at the same time. Poe's body has become a bounded field. Inside this bounded field he creates and manifests the chaotic and impossible to understand form of his unfulfilled dream. Terrifying tendrils, with millions of eyes each can be created from his body. Minor creatures, like hideous many tendriled blobs of eyes and teeth can appear, often manifested through his writing or some degree of thought. Wolves and ravens, each appearing to be normal but then an eye opens somewhere on their body where eyes don't usually grow. Wings and many many sharp teeth. When others fear him, or the beasts his creates, that fear cuts the cost of the mana he needs to use to create a monster from his mind. This benefits him in the long run by allowing him to fight for longer periods of time. [/hider] Still a bit of a WIP. Working on his personality.