Deaddlife

Council of the Damned: Anametha (CLOSED)

Name - Geros
Gender - Male
Birthday - He doesn't talk about it much
Age - 314 (Or so it is believed to be)
Height - 174 cm
Weight - 64 kg
Affiliation - CotD
Species - Human / Demon Blood

Flaws:
1. Poor vision (Mostly manifests as far-sighted)
2. Undiplomatic (Not good at talking to people)
3. Muscle stiffness (Intense physical activity causes pain)

At times its as if the whole world is blind, people believing that their meaningless lives will continue in this doomed existence. Well in the land of the blind the one eyed man is king, and we the council can see. But I am not sure, I have done this dance before and found my partners to be lacking. They thought they knew me, no one truly knows me. Many will make the claim that they do but in truth they only know my earthly shell. My soul is between myself and the Reaper. But I digress. I was raised in the company of mercenaries, not very successful ones at that, they did however give me the right ideas when it came to power. So, I sought power. And no where does power run more freely than hell, it was simply a matter of being more clever then the current demon rabble, once I had power it was a simple matter of keeping it. All real challenge behind me I looked to the long term, that's where this new council came in. My fellow council members can see the inevitable that this blind world does not, what we do now we do not just to survive, but to flourish. The past has its place, do not ask of mine.

Hints

Geros is one of the council masters. Specifically the Demonologist master/tutor. A large part of the mystery surrounding Geros is because he rarely interacts with people outside of the higher ranks of the council or his students. As far as anyone can tell he spends his days locked in a personal library, research.

Council of the Damned: Anametha (CLOSED)

<Snipped quote by Deaddlife>

Similarly, the OIB eclipses the Council in age by thousands of years.

The OIB sees the Council as being below their notice.

@Dead Cruiser

You really have no idea who you are dealing with.

Scientific Team for Exploration and Mechanics research company (S.T.E.A.M research. co.)

Nathan spasmed awake, eyes darting wildly before focusing on David. For a moment Nathan stared at David, holding his hunting rifle confusedly.

Adverse medical training managed to overcome the sleep in Nathans brain, "Yes? What do you need?"

Jurassic Park: Native Resistance

I just got back from traveling, will have my CS application up soon.

EDIT:
Name: Ungue
Age: 4
Height: 6.1 feet
Length: 12 feet
Appearance: Ungue is only a bit bigger then an average raptor and for the most part looks normal. His eyes are a bright, piercing blue with some flakes of crimson near the pupils. It could almost be said that Ungue has intelligent eyes. A pair of black stripes run parallel down his back but at an angle to that they almost look like claw marks. His claws and teeth are well kept, even sharpened.

Council of the Damned: Anametha (CLOSED)

I'm at a bit of an impasse, considering all of the evil nonsense the Council seems to get up to, it seems like the Order of the Innocent Blade would have stomped their shit in ages ago. I'm trying to think of a reason that they have allowed the Council's existence for so long, but...

Maybe they just think the Order of the Three Lights can handle those small fries, and have turned their attention to bigger things.

@Dead Cruiser

You do realize the Council of The Damned is its own nation, one run by the most powerful warlocks in the world. Baring that a lot of effort is put into training casters both in the nation as soldiers and from others as future allies. This isn't a group of James Bond villains sitting around in a volcano lair.

Point of Departure: World War II

@Deaddlife

FROM: Volodyna, Office of Foreign Relations
TO: TOS "The Voids Wrath"

Greetings from the People's Republic of Kataylabinsk. We know very little about the USSR you speak of, but we are
equally displaced from our home world and so we welcome you to dock for any services you might require in the port
you would know as Murmansk as a sign of good faith.

___

"The Voids Wrath" had just left the White Sea when this unexpected message came in, furthering the rapidly developing habit of silence among the officers on the bridge. The communication officers and crew on the other hand were abuzz with activity.

"Another displacement? An entire Nation from another world? Can we trust them?"

Whispers spread through the crew like machine-gun fire through paper. It took longer than it should have but silence fell over the crew as the captain took to the deck.

"Men, as you all now know we are not alone in this shifting reality. If a land as mighty as the U.S.S.R. has been displaced then the world itself might no longer be our own. But our mission shall always be the same. We will accept the invitation and dock, all hands are to be in Templar Dress."

Flying the Teutonic flag proudly, TOS "The Voids Wrath" set sail for Murmansk.

Point of Departure: World War II

I'll try to post but I'm not sure I will be able to over the weekend.

Point of Departure: World War II

@Klomster Thank you for clarifying.

Should I post an IC update or wait a bit longer?

Scientific Team for Exploration and Mechanics research company (S.T.E.A.M research. co.)

Nathan was asleep almost instantly after taking his gear off, leaving both the machete and the hunting rifle close at hand. He doesn't look to bothered by sleeping on a jungle cot, in fact he is rather heavily asleep.

Council of the Damned: Anametha (CLOSED)

The Prophecy

Geros

Name - Geros
Gender - Male
Birthday - He doesn't talk about it much
Age - 314 (Or so it is believed to be)
Height - 174 cm
Weight - 64 kg
Affiliation - CotD
Species - Human / Demon Blood

At times its as if the whole world is blind, people believing that their meaningless lives will continue in this doomed existence. Well in the land of the blind the one eyed man is king, and we the council can see. But I am not sure, I have done this dance before and found my partners to be lacking. They thought they knew me, no one truly knows me. Many will make the claim that they do but in truth they only know my earthly shell. My soul is between myself and the Reaper. But I digress. I was raised in the company of mercenaries, not very successful ones at that, they did however give me the right ideas when it came to power. So, I sought power. And no where does power run more freely than hell, it was simply a matter of being more clever then the current demon rabble, once I had power it was a simple matter of keeping it. All real challenge behind me I looked to the long term, that's where this new council came in. My fellow council members can see the inevitable that this blind world does not, what we do now we do not just to survive, but to flourish. The past has its place, do not ask of mine.

Hints

Geros is one of the council masters. Specifically the Demonologist master/tutor. A large part of the mystery surrounding Geros is because he rarely interacts with people outside of the higher ranks of the council or his students. As far as anyone can tell he spends his days locked in a personal library, research.