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Bedivere will not enjoy Void's act of vampire terrorism.

The plane after all did leave from London. Hence would begin to the question of how did a vampire board a plane in London. A city in a country which has banned the Purge and works minimally with SOLIDER as they place the MI6 to deal with the issues to avoid national sovereignty issues.


I might have an answer for that.
oh, now Kami wants a piece of void action too huh?
This is gonna be very interesting.
well, I only have 2 games i'm in currently.
so i was looking for something else. And one way to find things you like is to check what other things other players are posting in.
Also I saw Wraith viewing this thread also so..

anyways. character done. i took a bunch of liberties with your setting. see if you like it, hate it, or want to change some things.
In order to keep justice, and more importantly order, a neo-religious group called the Children of Light has formed itself and taken foothold in Aegis. Their mission is to keep the city pure of corruption and chaos. Anyone, human or demon indiscriminately, can find himself hunted by an agent of the light. That is, if you break any of the set in stone laws.

The Children of Light organisation sees itself as above the laws of both mortals and gods.
It reinforces these beliefs trough agression with brutal efficiency.
While those that behave and follow the laws are safe from the organisations involvement, those that don't tend to disappear forever.

The Agents of Light, commonly known as 'Paladins' are the field-agents of the organisation. Trained and (suposedly) brainwashed for years and equipped with high tech weaponry. They also come with a variety of abilities designed to detect and detain lawbreakers. These abilities are shrouded in mystery, but they seem to vary wildly per case.

(I was going to leave the actual laws up to Wiz)

Name: Luit. Barto Tanner
Appearance: A gruff man with a body built like a truck and a beard demanding of respect.
He wears the Children of Light uniform, consisting of high tech body armor designed to resemble the late medieval plate armors.
Basic Info: Male, 36, 2,1m , 96kg.
Personality: Stern, devout, wrathful, confident
Powers: Smite Chaos (all CoL agents have this ability): When fighting a target considered by the agent to be a "chaotic and destructive element" he can unleash a smite once per encounter. This causes his weapon to shine brightly. This light distracts and shocks any viewer but the user, the effect is significant reduction in active defenses and morale. The attack almost always hits, and when it does it deals superhuman amounts of damage.
The way this attack deals damage varies from agent to agent. Barto's Smite brings forth a shockwave that shatters all brittle objects in a close radius and staggers living creatures.
Equipment: Damascus steel long sword and buckler, laced with cold iron dust. Reinforced stun baton with lucerne hammer end connected to the business end. Zip tie Manacles: cold iron, regular and ones with small explosive charge (3 meters blast radius, 25 meters distance to detonate)
Bullet, shock, stab and fire resistant armor, standard issue.

History: The Agents of Light have no history before their training. Whatever their training involves, it either wipes their memories clean, or causes enough trauma for the agents to repress it to such extent they repress their entire childhood.
Oh hey look what I found!
making a character...
Against his best efforts, Jenkins will remain pantsless for the entire story no doubt.
It'll be sweet.
"Hale! My name is Hale Wittenburg.."
Hale shouted after her before she was out of earshot.
He wondered if he should have pointed out that her clothes were a little.. 'ravaged' by his aura.
No. He got away with a best case scenario, he had some great rolls, he wasn't going to ruin everything now.
Hale took an assessment of the damage.
Forest: A little ruined,
Clothes: FUBAR,
Hale: perfectly fine!
It was a good night so far.
Hale snuk trough the woods and found that the werewolves had gone, probably scouting around.
The humans were of course just kind off sitting around playing dice poker and drinking moonshine.
To be expected.
"Hey psst."
"Psst."
"Hey Jenkins."
Hale lured one of the hicks over and pulled him into the woods with him.
"Hand over your pants Jenkins."
Martin glanced at his phone again.

[t = -4h16m]


Plenty of time left.
As Martin drove up to the airport he saw a lot of people look up and stare at the SOLDIER truck.
Their presence was making people nervous. And with good cause.
It reminded Martin of the shit storm that would hit here if this mission went foul.
He spotted Rhyss, who parked his massive bike right in front of the main entrance. He looked like he'd already been there a while.
So Martin parked next to him and got out.
Before addressing Rhyss he commanded his sergeant to take the crew and go block off gate 7.
Then he turned to Rhyys and stuck out his hand.
"Kaptain C. Masters, we spoke on the phone. I read your file. Like your work."
Martin paused as he shook Rhyss's hand and smiled.
"We're here to hopefully capture and otherwise kill a specific oldblood. We believe him to be on a flight from England to here and will land in... 4 hours and 12 minutes. If we cannot contain him here he could do untold amounts of damage."
Martin pulled out a file and showed it to Rhyss with a slight grin.
"Now I'd like you to read this file. I think you'll like his work."


Ooh! Ooh! I know!
Massive old school magic ritual!
Lots of cryptic incantations, hallucinogens, blood and pyrotechnics!

Picture this shit:
Sun rises over the mountain.
From the forest dawn this massive group of vampires and werewolves wearing dark ritual robes.
Following: a group of mortals carrying a large throne naturally shaped from an old oak stump.
In the throne sits Mohowauuck, as she enters the light a choir starts,
The ritual begins..
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