The mercenary band known as Purgatorio, It is an elite group that carefully screens its applicants for their criminal histories, and prior achievements. It is invite only, and does not send out work contracts to be fulfilled by just about anyone. Because of this it can maintain a high amount of independence. Not being in the pocket of any nation.

However of course because of its small size and focus on independence it is usually short on funds even at the best of times. Therefore having to perform contract work usually in exchange for money or supplies. They are known to sell relics and other items of interests on black markets, if they are simply items of 'value' like jewelry. Items of actual historic value are not sold and rather collected. As are ancient weapons and technology.

The Main goal of Purgatorio is to uncover the secrets of the world and it likes to bolster its ranks with individuals willing to seek forbidden truths or Criminals that have been given a false conviction because the truth was shrouded by political black-tape. However the one stipulation is. The individuals must be Infected. This is not because 'Only infected have any worth' but because the locations that Purgatorio travel to are usually high in originite dust concentrations, as well as Originite rocks. So individuals that aren't infected will with a high probability become infected in this line of work...

And Samael does not wish that upon anyone.

May you please offer your arms in aid to me if you wish to do so

A woman whom speaks in a peculiar fashion. Samael is a Sankta whom operates in a rather peculiar fashion. For all intents and purposes she should be bearing the traits of a fallen Sankta horns and all and yet she does not, as many executors have tried and failed to kill her only to meet their own ends attempting to do so. Perhaps more scary is the fact that she has never once drawn her own gun, which remains on her person at all time. Perhaps out of sentimentality? Or perhaps because she only fires it when she needs to. That much is unknown.

When it comes to interacting with those that work alongside her in Purgatorio she portrays a caring persona, aided by how gentle her speech pattern is. One would not assume that they are in fact talking to a person whos hands are likely more stained then the rest of her organisation. A Sankta who's very name can get you a visit from the executors for questioning if spoken withing the territories of Laterano. Who's body would likely fetch a high bounty if brought before the right persons.

Such a dangerous individual would likely not be worth bartering with. Were it not for the fact that because of what she did within the Laterano territories her 'crime' is kept incredibly hush hush, left to the speculation of those around her. She herself is unable to speak of what it is, likely out of some contracted other, but... the order she was a part of was completely dissolved.

She is aware of the bounty she carries. Hence why she only surrounds herself with Mercenaries that she can judge wouldn't turn her in for a quick buck. Though she makes no falsehood in that any who attempt it will meet the end of a sword.

However. Most pressing is that Samael is infected. Rare for Sankta especially one that used to hold some level of authority within the Lateranian Society. Her infection is internal, and has overtaken much of her chest cavity which means she can easily overexert herself, as well as causing breathing to feel like she is impaling herself on glass.

She is one of the few on-board medics. Personally overseeing the care of her men herself as per one of her mandates as leader. She feels personally responsible for any loss of life, and the forgotten names of those that she has worked beside are carved in beautiful cursive into her right arm. An arm that is mechanical in nature... If this is related to her infection or her escape from Laterano it is unknown. But she knows that she cannot just waltz back into its territory unprepared.

Even an arts user as strong as her, with the authority and numerous favours she has. Cannot hope to stand up to the Pope of Laterano and the militant guard.

So instead of worrying about that, she continues to use her existence to try to uncover the secrets of the world. As she always has done. Any lie and deception will revealed, and she will understand what she watched on that record. The only Watcher that has ever chosen to remember what they had witnessed.

A future over-run with monsters beyond comprehension...

An Old Liberi from Laterano who has served as Samael's body guard since he was a part of the Laterano Guard working as both a guard and engineer. Though his charge hasn't appeared to age much. He himself has grown old and past his prime as a guard, however he has only become even greater at engineering with age. Most of the things he produces are engines of war. Weapons that are built with the intent to end a conflict quickly and with as little bloodshed as possible.

Adopting the mentality of "If you are going to fight, Win before it becomes a war" He primarily focus's on keeping the mercenaries of Purgatorios's weaponry and gear up to par. Familiar with many of the smithing methods across Terra. Though he offers his own unique style and if something perks his interest he will lock himself away in the engineering bay for days.

Though he might not appear to be, He is indeed infected. His Leisons appearing on his wrists and forearms. Infected as a result of close proximity to, and providing direct medical attention to the lady that he has served dutifully. He is perhaps one of the few people that understand the nature of her 'betrayal' though he dare not discuss it with anyone, nor would he even say he possesses the knowledge.

Raythean Industries APV's are personal carriers capable of carrying up to 50 soldiers at a time, They are built to be rugged terrain crawlers capable of moving moderate to large units of mercenaries between Mobile cities in an armored container capable of shrugging off small to moderate arms fire. They are only normally capable of short jumps between Mobile Cities.

But the Purgatorio APV has been heavily modified, both within and without. So that it no longer truly resembles the factory produced models. Nearly everything has been reworked or replaced in some way with either custom built parts or salvaged tech.

It boasts two sets of tri-set Originium generators placed in a parallel formation, Two Personal Quarters, Split into genders, Though these personal quarters are much smaller then the greater landships and mobile cities, with bunk-beds being employed to save space and the lack of amenities they are still at the very least heated and have air circulating through them properly to try to at least offer some amount of comfort compared to the original design.

There is also a hangar which while incredibly modest compared to behemoth landships. It still contains a considerable engineering bay, as well as a place to store its operatives vehicles. As long as they don't exceed a certain size. Motorbikes are very much easily stored within, but aircraft is unfeasible.

It also features a holding-cell, and a single-room medical wing which in the case of emergencies. Will have to use the beds of one of the dorms simply because the vessel doesn't have the 'size' or the supplies to have it massively stocked up at all times.

The main tactical strength of this small ship is not in its sheer fire power, but in its speed and its ability to mask its approach. As its small size lets it easily enter a 'stealth' mode that can prevent it from appearing on the radar technologies of larger land ships as well as heavily hampering the ability of arts-based detection. This is important as Purgatorio is not above recruiting convicts. So sometimes being able to flee a mobile city's armed forces can be useful.

Certainly while it is an incredible feat of engineering able to even (to the boast of its creator) 'survive a catastrophe in one piece' It cannot face a mobile city head-on. Sustained firepower will inevitably cause its destruction.

The engineer who created this vehicle 'Prometheus' has noted that there isn't quite another machine like this, and though he has received offers to sell the schematic of the vessel to other engineers who have taken great interest in a vehicle capable of evading detection technologies. He has denied the request.

Appearance:
Name:
Codename: A commonly used thing if a Mercenary does not wish to operate under their own name. Optional.
Race:
Personality:
History: One can either talk about their life experience before joining purgatorio, or can create some of their own fluff about some of the missions they have run as part of the organisation. Reminder that Purgatorio does Mercenary work as its main way of paying the bills. As maintaining a stable supply chain would create an unhealthy dependencey
Weaponry:

Technology in the world of Arknights is schewed. Weaponry therefore varies wildly. Of course there are two things to take note of. Firstly Gun's are extremely expensive to use due to ammunition costs or much too unwieldy for anyone but a sankta to use due to the them effectively being complex originium arts devices. As such ranged weaponry commonly takes the forms of crossbows. Similarly Mortars exist but those too use originite.

Effectively weaponry is in a sort of weird 'half and half' if your unsure what weapons you can have, simply ask.

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†Appearance: Not shown: being about 3m tall, not including horns. Her appearance on the job is considerably different from around Purgatorio: for all Windshear's terrifying size, her coworkers are more likely to associate her with fluffy sweaters and jeans. Enemies tend to only see the heavy, black coat and deer-skull mask.
†Name: N/A. Or rather, as a Kazdel native, it just isn't important to her, and nobody uses or knows it.
†Codename: Windshear
†Race: Sarkaz (Wendigo)
†Personality: Despite her intimidating appearance and mastery of unsavoury arts, Windshear's reputation towards her associates is one that's, well... more mumsy than intimidating. If someone's hurt, then she'll do her best to take care of them (unless actual medical attention would be more appropriate); she's happily inclined to cook for as many people as needed--if a bit inclined to misjudging appropriate portions; and if someone won't take proper care of themselves and sleep... well, she'll put them to bed, and they can have fun struggling against it. It's quite surprising how shy and reserved someone who dominates any room with sheer size can be.
Enemies, of course, get the opposite end of the stick: convinced that she's a terrifying, monstrous foe whose very desire to see them dead overwhelms one's ability to move (that, of course, is her arts). Whilst she's thoroughly ruthless, she isn't malevolent to anywhere near that extent.
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†Oripathy Infection Status:

• ‡State of Infection: Stabilized.
• ‡Oripathy Symptoms: Lesions, mostly on the trunk.

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†Skills:

• ‡Physical Prowess: Given her overall physique, one would describe Windshear's physical prowess as merely average, or even slightly below average considering what her race is known for. Though once you factor in her sheer size, it's considerably different--her endurance and strength are still exceptional.
• ‡Expertise: "About average" is her self-assessment... coming from a culture where almost everyone knows how to use swords. Good would be the more common description, although still nothing exceptional.

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†Originium Arts:

• ‡Casting Medium: A staff, which is only noteworthy by being actually sized correctly. It's a surprisingly effective and durable bludgeon when called for.
• ‡Manifested Arts: Windshear's name gives a strong indication of where her talents lie: controlling air, or more specifically its pressure and the direction this pressure is being exerted from. Other than the obvious utility of just bowling people over, this is useful for restricting movement simply by exerting heavy pressure, either offensively or for defensive benefit. As a direct weapon, it can be used for poking holes in people, or the generally much messier results of passing through extreme pressure gradients... or incredibly low-pressure environments. Of course, like any other such powerful effect, this takes time.
  However, her own specific arts aren't all--although very rarely put into practice, due to its unsavoury reputation and preparation requirements, and the absurd danger it presents even to allies, this wendigo is versed in witchcraft. Something that nobody wants to see.