[hider=Ivan, the Mad Sharpshooter] Name: Ivan Sokolov Physical Attributes: Ivan is a tall, thin man with a lazy way about him, almost mad in a way. He’s a pale gentleman, covered in an array of tattoos, most gang affiliated- his most notable being the Ace of Spades and King of Hearts tattooed on his neck- and scars from stabbing and even bullet wounds. His one dark green eye holds a sinister sort of intelligence that belays the carefree smile he wears everywhere. Ivan prefers being clean shaven, and entirely bald, he’s cagey as to why. Ivan is fond of darkly colored button down shirts and simple dress pants, he’s not big on flashy, or gaudy clothing. Mental Attributes: “Stare into the abyss long enough and the abyss stares back.” Where once an ambitious, truly focused man existed, now a shade exists, driven, vengeful, a mad jester. Ivan is utterly focused on his goal to eradicate any monsters that slink into the light, grinning all the while. He enjoys killing the things that lie beyond the light with such a zeal, he has often been compared to the things he hunts so fervently. Ivan’s mind is a steel trap, seeing everything and everyone as a puzzle to be unraveled, solved. Blunt is another word for this grinning madman, as he doesn't sugar coat anything. History: Ivan appeared one day in Perafidion’s capital and began cutting his way through the many gangs. He built up a ruthless reputation and gathered a crew of the blood thirstiest thugs and thieves he could find. Once he had the city’s underbelly under his heel he turned his sights on the aristocracy. He gained momentum, showed himself as more than a thug as he could match wits with his so called betters. In time he enacted a plan that would see the aristocracy choking on its own blood. The night his plans were to come to fruition, something from beyond the Light stole his victory from him. He woke up days later in a chapel, his chest wrapped in bandages and his left eye a ruin. He lapsed into silence. He let the Sisters heal and feed him but he remained silent until one day he simply bega cackling which devolved into a black rage. He shouted frothing at the mouth of how his prize was stolen from him. It got so bad he had to be restrained by the chapel’s Father Donovan, forcefully. For hours he raved before lapsing into unconsciousness. The following weeks the good Father tried to lead the broken man back from the brink, back into the Light. Ivan appeared to take to the scriptures in time, and was even allowed to be unrestrained. Father Donovan saw a light return to the man’s eyes but it wasn’t redemption, it was rebellion in that lone eye, ruin and rebellion. But even the calamitous flame produced Light so the Father approached him with an offer. Learn to combat the monsters that had broken him, fight for the Light, truly embrace the scriptures he considered mere words. Ivan agreed in time and ook to learning the faith with gusto. For years he trained under Father Donovan, developing skill in putting down monsters with the use of newly acquired skills thanks to the church. He became quite good with pistols but it was the long range, scoped rifles he excelled at using. Monsters and eldritch things never saw him coming. Abilities •Vitality: 2. Madmen aren’t too keen on caring for themselves. •Strength: 5. Ivan’s thin frame belies some strength. •Finesse: 7. Being among thieves and assassins has its perks as you pick up useful skills, mostly out of necessity. •Perception: 10. Ivan’s training under Father Donovan sharpened his senses to an extreme. •Intelligence: 6. Strategy and wit, while dulled some by Ivan’s madness are still rather keen. •Wisdom: 4. He has street smarts in spades but gives in too much to his wild emotions. •Faith: 8. Ivan is utterly convinced he is that his a nightmare to any that dwell beyond the Light’s reach; the faith of a zealot. •Occult: 8. He’s stared into the abyss enough to know it stares back. Equipment: Retribution: Tier 5. A masterwork scoped rifle and Ivan’s personal firearm. This rifle is high powered meant for serious long range fire, and stealthy assassination. Though devastating, Vengeance is a single shot breech loaded rifle but can punch through metal plate with ease. Flintlock pistol: Tier 2. Old, and well worn this single shot pistol is mostly meant to offer Ivan time to cover his escape as it can’t cause any real damage unless up close and personal. Takes forever to load. Cloth shirt and pants: Ivan puts his mobility above protection as his thin layer of clothing offers him dexterity armor simply doesn’t. [/hider]