Eisenhorn

A Tale of Three Moons

Indeed, much more of a Launcher personally, but unfortunately he/she isn't quite as fitting.

A Tale of Three Moons

Transferred over from the Int. Check.

CS

"Sometimes you have to find the trouble, other times it finds you, kid. Either way, you don't go in blind, yeah?"

Name
"Name's Voss. Weiland Voss. Pleasure's all mine, truly."

Race
"Human as human comes, despite the jokes I get some days."
Human

Age
"Just old enough to have been around the block a few times."
In his late forties.

Sex
"What, five o'clock shadow and general build don't give it away?"
Male

Appearance
"Whatcha see is whatcha get kid, lookin's usually free after all."
Weiland Voss is just about six foot even, assuming he isn't slouching or otherwise lower than his natural standing height would indicate, which tends to often be the case. Beneath the traveling coat and harness he wears, he has an extremely lean build, all wire like, lean muscles and very little fat on his bones at all. His attire is based out of his profession and research of choice, the coat hiding the magitech infused harness and bodysuit that reinforces his capabilities and helps protect him to a marginal degree. Beyond this, he doesn't actively conceal anything he bears, arms wise, though he readily could. The large handled blade typically rests in a sheath along the base of his back, while the pistol has a hip holster that it resides in whenever not in use.

Backstory:
"Me? Well kid, I'll keep it brief. The good stuff would make this take far longer."
Born the son of a magicians guild blacksmith, Weiland Voss was working with both arcane and mundane tools before he was even walking, sitting by his father's side while he worked, fascinated by the integration of the focusing crystals into arms and armor. While he lacked any sort of conventional magical talent or gifts, it was his natural obsession and focus on magitech that garnered the eyes of the guild leaders. With his father's blessings, he was taken into the militant arm of the guild, who utilized magitech heavily to make up for their usual lack of arcane prowess compared to the main guild magicians. He excelled, though he quickly grew bored with just sitting around playing guard for the guildhall in question. As such, once he had the means to, he struck out on his own with little forewarning. Not bothering to keep in touch with his peers, Weiland ranged out into the world on his own, without any sort of expressed goal. He pretty much operated as a sellsword, offering his skills in the wilds as well as his magitech enhanced capabilities to whomever would pay him. He preferred jobs that took him out into the wilds and the unknown, or gave him contact with other sources of magitech that he could further study and add to his running journals on alternate styles and approaches to something he had been born and raised with. The young man certainly grew older, though his constant adventuring and sell sword ways did not grow old on Weiland, simply causing him to seek out grander, more involved, and inherently more dangerous jobs and taskings. It would only be natural for him to always be heading towards where the next big discovery was found or, if he was lucky, where it would be. Who knows, along the way he might have stories to share with fellow travelers heading the same way he was, and maybe get some problems sorted out as he wandered.

Personality
"Wait and see kiddo, just you wait and see."
Weiland is very much a rather relaxed, calm fellow in even the most extreme of situations, known for making the odd flippant remark or otherwise keeping a level head amidst any sort of chaos, even humming a song apparently absentmindedly while on the road. Often times, perhaps due to his typically older age, he often refers to others as "kids" or "kiddo", though often times he is just poking fun and is hardly serious. When necessary, Weiland is blunt about a situation, not one for mincing words and wasting time when something needs to get done in a hurry. This can be offensive in word, but as far as Weiland is concerned, as long as he gets the message across, its fine. In regards to morality, he tends to be decidedly grey, doing what he has to in a given situation without losing any sleep over it, but he also seems to understand how some of his actions could be considered unsavory or otherwise unpleasant. Once he has decided to dig his heels in, sometimes literally, getting him to budge is often not worth the trouble, as he has finally decided that something just needs to be done. Whether or not the other parties involved might be pleased with this outcome, however, is another matter completely. Add in a wanderlust that originally drove him to leave his home and guild to wander the world, and he isn't comfortable just sitting around in any one given area for too long, much preferring to simply move on once he's seen what's worth seeing in a given area.

Of course, his outlook tends to give Weiland trouble operating in a team setting, far too used to operating on his own out of necessity. That calm and level head suppresses a rather dark temper, slow to build up and very slow to simmer down, and often times forges grudges that are rarely forgotten, and even more rarely forgiven without due vengeance taken. Add in his generally blunt, tactless means of reporting information and opinions, he can sometimes come across as hard to get along with. Not intentionally, mind you, but it is known to happen often enough to be noted.

Skills
"Sword and pistol ain't just for show, trust me. Besides, wouldn't make it this far if all I could do was hit something really hard."
-Paired Weapon Fighting-
True to his claims, Weiland's main show of force in a combat situation is his paired heavy sword and pistol (The details of each expanded on in his inventory). He has a great deal of experience in using the sword as both a defensive tool, shielding himself from incoming blows he cannot avoid, as well as lashing out against anyone within range of the hefty blows. The pistol is mostly used to distract and force opponents to react before they might be ready, the rounds not carrying as much power as a full sized firearm that someone else might use. Flexibility is the key to his fighting style, adapting to the changing events rather than attempting to force them into his own narrow views. Force the enemy to play to their weaknesses whenever he can, in other words.

-Situational Awareness-
Being almost always out in the wilds and scouting means that Voss often cannot afford to be caught unawares. If he isn't actively scouting out ahead or behind any group he is traveling with, he is at least scanning and keeping an eye on things that are going on. He has made it a habit of being inconspicuous of such things, since he is aware of the fact most people tend to not take kindly to being listened in or otherwise spied on. He is quick to notice out of place or otherwise unusual disturbances in their surroundings, chalking it up to an acquired sixth sense or 'gut instinct' though, as is often the case, not all bad feelings are necessarily true. But he trusts them all the same, it never hurts to be cautious.

-Singing Voice-
Despite appearances, Weiland has a rather impressive range and the ability to keep to a tune or rhythm. Often times breaking up the monotony of a long walk or march with a hummed tavern tune or sung marching cadence, its something that he is sheepishly proud of. After all, not everyone can hold a tune while they sing, and even if it isn't useful in a fight, not everything has to be focused on one's ability to stay alive in a brawl or outright war, after all.

-First Aid-
Out alone in the woods, or after a major battle, there often isn't a healer readily available for a variety of reasons, whether it be isolation or overloaded capacity of injured patients. As such, Weiland has learned how to treat injuries without any sort of magic, namely in getting someone stabilized so that proper healers and doctors can tend to the injured person once they are available. In a pinch, he can also move the wounded with little trouble, knowing how to move them safely if the situation demands it. This certainly is of no use in the heat of a fight, and is more meant for after fights or stumbling across traps the hard way.

-Magitechnican-
After years of maintaining his own gear and improving on it, coupled with a childhood surrounded with the stuff, Weiland considers himself an expert on a great deal of mechanisms and tricks in regards to magitech, including their operation and maintenance. Though he is more familiar with the arms and armor that magitech has spawned, he has the know how to puzzle out more obscure or civil magitech, though it may take him some time to do so if he lacks the tools or proper surroundings to do so. He also has a fascination with foreign magitech, even if the owners in question don't refer to it as such, and will go to lengths to see about studying it and adding it to his journal of notes and encountered ideas.

Abilities
"Whoever coined the idea that old dogs having trouble with new tricks is full of it."
-Energy Discharge (Conduit Blade Lvl.1)-
With each strike of the heavy blade, or in a pinch channeling mana from Weiland's surroundings into the crystal, the weapon builds up mana and charges the weapon, increasing the striking force with the stored mana. In a pinch, he can discharge the stored energy in the crystal, the effects changing with the movements of the blade. Stationary, it produces a directional blast of blinding energy, typically unable to reach someone unless they were in knife fighting range, though the light produced can disorientate or blind foes from a fair distance away. A thrust generates the farthest reaching blast, a focused lance of mana that, while highly effective against armor, is remarkably easy to avoid due to its focused point. Lastly, a slash generates a rather generic sword beam, the middle ground in range and damaging potential between its three primary discharge types, though this does make it a useful jack of all trades ability if he needs it. The currently installed focusing crystal in the blade has a limit on its power, meaning that alternative crystals could create alternate effects if properly introduced.

-Barrier Counter (Conduit Blade Lvl.1)-
While the blade itself serves well enough as a shield against most commonplace attacks or projectiles, there are times where Weiland just needs to outright stop an attack beyond his means to simply block or deflect. Venting off any charged energy beforehand, Weiland braces himself and brings his sword into a guarding stance, aiming to absorb the brunt of the incoming attack. Absorbing up to a certain threshold of energy from the attack, the absorbed energy can then be used to either lash out at the offending party who struck at him to begin with, or be explosively discharged against the rest of the attack if his sword's focusing crystal couldn't absorb all the energy being transferred to help stop the rest of the attack. A hit of sufficient strength will simply overwhelm the defensive posture, so gauging how strong an attack is necessary to avoid using this at the wrong time.

-Volatile Volley (Crystalline Repeater Lvl.1)-
Typically meant for putting a target out of commission in a hurry, Voss can trigger a cascade of mana from the charging crystal in his repeater and empty the entire weapon in one shot, bypassing the safety measures meant to prevent such things from accidentally happening. The shot in question lacks cohesion, unable to travel very far, though the impact it carries is impressive and capable of knocking a man sized target a noteworthy distance away and leave them dazed and reeling, assuming they survive the initial blast. The longer the Repeater was used prior to this, the less potent the shot as part of the crystal's charge has already been used. Much like his other gear, alternate focusing crystals could drastically change the effects of the gear.

-Arcane Mobility System (Personal Rig Lvl.1)-
A highly temperamental, experimental, and high maintenance system, the AMS effectively allows Voss to control his movements in situations that would otherwise leave him unable to act. The focusing crystals explosively discharge mana, launching Voss in the desired direction or adding extra impact behind the blows. The current focusing crystals are of generic make and, while more specialized crystals would allow for more focused activities, they would also limit the other effects the AMS allows for. As of right now, he has limited use of this system during prolonged fights, as the self charging crystals are slow to charge immediately after use and do not receive mana well when forced. This merely amplifies the agility and maneuverability of its user, rather than grant it, so it is still reliant on the reflexes and fast thinking of Voss to be used at its best.

-Defiance (Innate/Passive Lvl.1)-
Spurred on by normally suppressed spite, rage, as well as typically compounding injuries, Weiland can get into a mindset that just refuses to be brought down. Mentally speaking, his will overrides the pain of injuries that don't outright cripple his ability to function, and pushes him to his absolute limit. Not something he can just willingly choose to do, and more of a side effect of a fight going poorly, this sheer force of will has saved his life on more than one occasion. However, there is nothing being done to heal the injuries being sustained, and often times aggravates their effect, and he could very well collapse as soon as his will gives out, as well as a blow capable of outright crippling him would also bypass this. Of course, he is still currently restrained to the confines of what his body can physically do and put up with, as such it would not grant him the means to overpower someone who is already stronger or faster than him by a significant margin.

Inventory
"Been eyeing my toys, eh kids? They are a beaut one and all, I can promise you that much."
-Conduit Blade-
A heavy, wide designed blade with a central crystal installed into its center, this hefty blade has been Weiland's longest and most loyal companion throughout the years. Originally a far longer blade, it was cut down to rebalance it after the magitech was installed into the blade's base, though it retained the two handed grip and guard from its days as a far larger blade. With its new balance, Voss can wield the thing in a reversed grip or spin it in his grip with little issue, making it a deceptively dexterous weapon. The crystal itself siphons off mana with each strike, charging the blade with raw energy that can be discharged, though it can only store so much. This also makes it potent against foes that rely heavily on a large mana supply as it actively siphons off their reserves with each blow, and as an added insult, increases the harm each strike causes up to a limit, or until the energy is discharged.

-Crystalline Repeater-
A fancy name for the pistol he has on his hip, Weiland's sidearm is compact and sturdily built, intended for brutal, uncaring use by a soldier far less skilled in maintaining their own gear. The weapon draws off a crystal, shaped into a block, that is constantly charging with mana from the ambient surroundings, and slotted into place. This allows for a high volume of shots, made purely from mana, though modifications made by Weiland have altered the weapons versatility. Mainly, he can change to a charged shot mode that, the longer he waits between shots, the more potent the shot will be, up to a certain threshold where safety limiters kick in. With as sturdy as it is, it is not uncommon to see it get used as bludgeon, clubbing a man over the head to open him up to other attacks. Named as such due to the way the shots looked, being akin to 'crystal shards' made of pure mana.

-Personal Rig-
To aid in the already high mobility, high impact fighting style utilized by Weiland Voss is his personal rig, worn over his usual clothing. This rig has focusing crystals in key locations around his body, allowing him to fire off bursts of stored energy and amplify his speed and striking power with each burst. This also lets him move about a battlefield far more than one might consider at a glance, though he cannot actually maintain flight due to the strain it puts on the system and current focusing crystals. Also, their charge is slow to rebuild, meaning he can only use them sparingly if expecting back to back fights or other troubling situations. On a more mundane note, it helps distribute the weight of his weapons and tools while on the move, reducing the fatigue he suffers from long trips by a notable margin.

-Maintenance Kit-
Considering the strain Weiland puts on his kit at a given time, it is of no surprise he carries the tools and parts needed to implement repairs as needed. He could also use these tools to repair or modify other magitech, though he would have to understand such things well enough to be able to properly make such repairs or modifications.

Theme song
Aviators - Traveler's Song

Battle Theme
Fire Emblem Echos: Shadows of Valentia Soundtrack - Twilight of the Gods

Misc
To be used as needed.

**Optional**
Relationship sheet:
To be Added to as needed.

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

Voss

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The last few days had been far too energetic for Voss' personal taste, if anyone had ever bothered to ask his opinion on the matter. Between the mercenaries finally declaring open war, which the Shaman had little time to point out he had been claiming would happen for quite some time now, and proceeding to attempt to slow down their assaults towards the capitol, Voss had been a busy man. Add in being tasked with securing and keeping an eye on Romilda's cell once he had arrived, he had no time to be in the throne room. As of right now though, he was retreating from the walls on orders to reinforce said throne room. The word of Commander Ansovald's betrayal had reached surviving forces within the castle, and Voss knew full well that Romilda would be a target. It was at that point he had excused himself, much to the annoyance of the few others still there, and departed for the cells. "This is why you do not trust a mercenary. They are bandits under official sponsorship..."

To be fair, Voss wasn't fond of any sort of physical altercations, but that came with the territory of being a Shaman in the field of war as much as it was personal choice. Regardless, he had little trouble locating the path some of the invaders had taken. First of all, it wasn't the fact there was bodies or trouble, rather, it was the complete lack of such. There was a suspicious lack of any sort of trouble or even troop movement, and considering that one fool priest who had been trying to 'save' Romilda, there would be at least some signs of movement or activity. Yet, nothing, and Voss silently sighed, preparing his Flux tome as he strode forward. Fortune willing, the intruders in question would either be distracted or few in number. But, an obligation was an obligation, and from what he understood, no one deserved to fall into the hands of Jehanna. Take into account what Romilda had been studying, and employing as well, and he understood more older heads concern over her capture.

Voss found himself approaching an open doorway, knowing full well the unknown waiting for him outside the jail cells. Pausing briefly out of sight, he inhaled and exhaled, steeling himself. There was a great deal to do, and not a great deal of time to do it in, and from the sounds of it, someone was trying a brute force approach to the cell. Now that was just rude, and he needed to step in. Wearing a calm, focused expression, Voss turned the corner and entered the hallway with the holding cells. Sure enough, there was a handful of hostile members of some mercenary guild or another. A handful of dead men of Grado, including that Priest he had mused on earlier, lay dead as well. Narrowing his eyes briefly, he settled his gaze on the man hammering away at the cell door to Romilda. "That will be quite enough of that!"

Voss had raised his voice, letting it carry, standing squarely in the entryway that the Jehannan forces had used to enter not too long ago. The Shaman knew full well he had to act, but he scanned the situation as his comment would no doubt garner attention from the sellswords. Firstly, the thief laying all but comatose on the ground had discovered, the hard way, the cell door was protected. Good, it was always pleasing to see a plan come together. There were men moving away from him, perhaps intercepting other forces, perhaps securing the hallway, but it gave him some room to work. The leader, a spare soldier, and the cursed thief were equally close. "It never ceases to amaze me how ignorant some of you are. A man attempts to open a door he is not welcome to, and has his will stripped from him. Yet, you go hammering away like a mindless beast, and making a gods awful amount of noise at that."

The Grado Shaman stood ready, there was a fair bit of distance, more than he could readily cast from, but it gave him time to gauge how the enemies would react. He only had his own natural senses to rely on right now, unaware of the stones that let the approaching party see his arrival onto the field, as it were. His awareness of them as of yet was also unlikely, as his attention was on the immediate threat and task. As for right now, he had to gauge how the opponent was going to react to his arrival and act accordingly from there. After all, they obviously couldn't flee through the throne room and their other exit was now blocked. Time to see what these cornered rats would do now, Voss mused, watching them closely with Flux at the ready. He was going to save Nosferatu for when he really needed it, which might be sooner than he would like depending on how badly rushed he might get.

Updated Map for New Arrival

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

<Snipped quote by Rithy>

TODAY :O!

@Andromedai

As called for by ancient tradition.

A tale of three moons- Looking for a co-gm as well

Alright, 1st draft is in a state where I can post it. Subject to change for the moment, but at least its out for viewing.

CS

"Sometimes you have to find the trouble, other times it finds you, kid. Either way, you don't go in blind, yeah?"

Name
"Name's Voss. Weiland Voss. Pleasure's all mine, truly."

Race
"Human as human comes, despite the jokes I get some days."
Human

Age
"Just old enough to have been around the block a few times."
In his late forties.

Sex
"What, five o'clock shadow and general build don't give it away?"
Male

Appearance
"Whatcha see is whatcha get kid, lookin's usually free after all."
Weiland Voss is just about six foot even, assuming he isn't slouching or otherwise lower than his natural standing height would indicate, which tends to often be the case. Beneath the traveling coat and harness he wears, he has an extremely lean build, all wire like, lean muscles and very little fat on his bones at all. His attire is based out of his profession and research of choice, the coat hiding the magitech infused harness and bodysuit that reinforces his capabilities and helps protect him to a marginal degree. Beyond this, he doesn't actively conceal anything he bears, arms wise, though he readily could. The large handled blade typically rests in a sheath along the base of his back, while the pistol has a hip holster that it resides in whenever not in use.

Backstory:
"Me? Well kid, I'll keep it brief. The good stuff would make this take far longer."
Born the son of a magicians guild blacksmith, Weiland Voss was working with both arcane and mundane tools before he was even walking, sitting by his father's side while he worked, fascinated by the integration of the focusing crystals into arms and armor. While he lacked any sort of conventional magical talent or gifts, it was his natural obsession and focus on magitech that garnered the eyes of the guild leaders. With his father's blessings, he was taken into the militant arm of the guild, who utilized magitech heavily to make up for their usual lack of arcane prowess compared to the main guild magicians. He excelled, though he quickly grew bored with just sitting around playing guard for the guildhall in question. As such, once he had the means to, he struck out on his own with little forewarning. Not bothering to keep in touch with his peers, Weiland ranged out into the world on his own, without any sort of expressed goal. He pretty much operated as a sellsword, offering his skills in the wilds as well as his magitech enhanced capabilities to whomever would pay him. He preferred jobs that took him out into the wilds and the unknown, or gave him contact with other sources of magitech that he could further study and add to his running journals on alternate styles and approaches to something he had been born and raised with. The young man certainly grew older, though his constant adventuring and sell sword ways did not grow old on Weiland, simply causing him to seek out grander, more involved, and inherently more dangerous jobs and taskings. It would only be natural for him to always be heading towards where the next big discovery was found or, if he was lucky, where it would be. Who knows, along the way he might have stories to share with fellow travelers heading the same way he was, and maybe get some problems sorted out as he wandered.

Personality
"Wait and see kiddo, just you wait and see."
Weiland is very much a rather relaxed, calm fellow in even the most extreme of situations, known for making the odd flippant remark or otherwise keeping a level head amidst any sort of chaos, even humming a song apparently absentmindedly while on the road. Often times, perhaps due to his typically older age, he often refers to others as "kids" or "kiddo", though often times he is just poking fun and is hardly serious. When necessary, Weiland is blunt about a situation, not one for mincing words and wasting time when something needs to get done in a hurry. This can be offensive in word, but as far as Weiland is concerned, as long as he gets the message across, its fine. In regards to morality, he tends to be decidedly grey, doing what he has to in a given situation without losing any sleep over it, but he also seems to understand how some of his actions could be considered unsavory or otherwise unpleasant. Once he has decided to dig his heels in, sometimes literally, getting him to budge is often not worth the trouble, as he has finally decided that something just needs to be done. Whether or not the other parties involved might be pleased with this outcome, however, is another matter completely. Add in a wanderlust that originally drove him to leave his home and guild to wander the world, and he isn't comfortable just sitting around in any one given area for too long, much preferring to simply move on once he's seen what's worth seeing in a given area.

Of course, his outlook tends to give Weiland trouble operating in a team setting, far too used to operating on his own out of necessity. That calm and level head suppresses a rather dark temper, slow to build up and very slow to simmer down, and often times forges grudges that are rarely forgotten, and even more rarely forgiven without due vengeance taken. Add in his generally blunt, tactless means of reporting information and opinions, he can sometimes come across as hard to get along with. Not intentionally, mind you, but it is known to happen often enough to be noted.

Skills
"Sword and pistol ain't just for show, trust me. Besides, wouldn't make it this far if all I could do was hit something really hard."
-Paired Weapon Fighting-
True to his claims, Weiland's main show of force in a combat situation is his paired heavy sword and pistol (The details of each expanded on in his inventory). He has a great deal of experience in using the sword as both a defensive tool, shielding himself from incoming blows he cannot avoid, as well as lashing out against anyone within range of the hefty blows. The pistol is mostly used to distract and force opponents to react before they might be ready, the rounds not carrying as much power as a full sized firearm that someone else might use. Flexibility is the key to his fighting style, adapting to the changing events rather than attempting to force them into his own narrow views. Force the enemy to play to their weaknesses whenever he can, in other words.

-Situational Awareness-
Being almost always out in the wilds and scouting means that Voss often cannot afford to be caught unawares. If he isn't actively scouting out ahead or behind any group he is traveling with, he is at least scanning and keeping an eye on things that are going on. He has made it a habit of being inconspicuous of such things, since he is aware of the fact most people tend to not take kindly to being listened in or otherwise spied on. He is quick to notice out of place or otherwise unusual disturbances in their surroundings, chalking it up to an acquired sixth sense or 'gut instinct' though, as is often the case, not all bad feelings are necessarily true. But he trusts them all the same, it never hurts to be cautious.

-Singing Voice-
Despite appearances, Weiland has a rather impressive range and the ability to keep to a tune or rhythm. Often times breaking up the monotony of a long walk or march with a hummed tavern tune or sung marching cadence, its something that he is sheepishly proud of. After all, not everyone can hold a tune while they sing, and even if it isn't useful in a fight, not everything has to be focused on one's ability to stay alive in a brawl or outright war, after all.

-First Aid-
Out alone in the woods, or after a major battle, there often isn't a healer readily available for a variety of reasons, whether it be isolation or overloaded capacity of injured patients. As such, Weiland has learned how to treat injuries without any sort of magic, namely in getting someone stabilized so that proper healers and doctors can tend to the injured person once they are available. In a pinch, he can also move the wounded with little trouble, knowing how to move them safely if the situation demands it. This certainly is of no use in the heat of a fight, and is more meant for after fights or stumbling across traps the hard way.

-Magitechnican-
After years of maintaining his own gear and improving on it, coupled with a childhood surrounded with the stuff, Weiland considers himself an expert on a great deal of mechanisms and tricks in regards to magitech, including their operation and maintenance. Though he is more familiar with the arms and armor that magitech has spawned, he has the know how to puzzle out more obscure or civil magitech, though it may take him some time to do so if he lacks the tools or proper surroundings to do so. He also has a fascination with foreign magitech, even if the owners in question don't refer to it as such, and will go to lengths to see about studying it and adding it to his journal of notes and encountered ideas.

Abilities
"Whoever coined the idea that old dogs having trouble with new tricks is full of it."
-Energy Discharge (Conduit Blade Lvl.1)-
With each strike of the heavy blade, or in a pinch channeling mana from Weiland's surroundings into the crystal, the weapon builds up mana and charges the weapon, increasing the striking force with the stored mana. In a pinch, he can discharge the stored energy in the crystal, the effects changing with the movements of the blade. Stationary, it produces a directional blast of blinding energy, typically unable to reach someone unless they were in knife fighting range, though the light produced can disorientate or blind foes from a fair distance away. A thrust generates the farthest reaching blast, a focused lance of mana that, while highly effective against armor, is remarkably easy to avoid due to its focused point. Lastly, a slash generates a rather generic sword beam, the middle ground in range and damaging potential between its three primary discharge types, though this does make it a useful jack of all trades ability if he needs it. The currently installed focusing crystal in the blade has a limit on its power, meaning that alternative crystals could create alternate effects if properly introduced.

-Barrier Counter (Conduit Blade Lvl.1)-
While the blade itself serves well enough as a shield against most commonplace attacks or projectiles, there are times where Weiland just needs to outright stop an attack beyond his means to simply block or deflect. Venting off any charged energy beforehand, Weiland braces himself and brings his sword into a guarding stance, aiming to absorb the brunt of the incoming attack. Absorbing up to a certain threshold of energy from the attack, the absorbed energy can then be used to either lash out at the offending party who struck at him to begin with, or be explosively discharged against the rest of the attack if his sword's focusing crystal couldn't absorb all the energy being transferred to help stop the rest of the attack. A hit of sufficient strength will simply overwhelm the defensive posture, so gauging how strong an attack is necessary to avoid using this at the wrong time.

-Volatile Volley (Crystalline Repeater Lvl.1)-
Typically meant for putting a target out of commission in a hurry, Voss can trigger a cascade of mana from the charging crystal in his repeater and empty the entire weapon in one shot, bypassing the safety measures meant to prevent such things from accidentally happening. The shot in question lacks cohesion, unable to travel very far, though the impact it carries is impressive and capable of knocking a man sized target a noteworthy distance away and leave them dazed and reeling, assuming they survive the initial blast. The longer the Repeater was used prior to this, the less potent the shot as part of the crystal's charge has already been used. Much like his other gear, alternate focusing crystals could drastically change the effects of the gear.

-Arcane Mobility System (Personal Rig Lvl.1)-
A highly temperamental, experimental, and high maintenance system, the AMS effectively allows Voss to control his movements in situations that would otherwise leave him unable to act. The focusing crystals explosively discharge mana, launching Voss in the desired direction or adding extra impact behind the blows. The current focusing crystals are of generic make and, while more specialized crystals would allow for more focused activities, they would also limit the other effects the AMS allows for. As of right now, he has limited use of this system during prolonged fights, as the self charging crystals are slow to charge immediately after use and do not receive mana well when forced. This merely amplifies the agility and maneuverability of its user, rather than grant it, so it is still reliant on the reflexes and fast thinking of Voss to be used at its best.

-Defiance (Innate/Passive Lvl.1)-
Spurred on by normally suppressed spite, rage, as well as typically compounding injuries, Weiland can get into a mindset that just refuses to be brought down. Mentally speaking, his will overrides the pain of injuries that don't outright cripple his ability to function, and pushes him to his absolute limit. Not something he can just willingly choose to do, and more of a side effect of a fight going poorly, this sheer force of will has saved his life on more than one occasion. However, there is nothing being done to heal the injuries being sustained, and often times aggravates their effect, and he could very well collapse as soon as his will gives out, as well as a blow capable of outright crippling him would also bypass this. Of course, he is still currently restrained to the confines of what his body can physically do and put up with, as such it would not grant him the means to overpower someone who is already stronger or faster than him by a significant margin.

Inventory
"Been eyeing my toys, eh kids? They are a beaut one an dall, I can promise you that much."
-Conduit Blade-
A heavy, wide designed blade with a central crystal installed into its center, this hefty blade has been Weiland's longest and most loyal companion throughout the years. Originally a far longer blade, it was cut down to rebalance it after the magitech was installed into the blade's base, though it retained the two handed grip and guard from its days as a far larger blade. With its new balance, Voss can wield the thing in a reversed grip or spin it in his grip with little issue, making it a deceptively dexterous weapon. The crystal itself siphons off mana with each strike, charging the blade with raw energy that can be discharged, though it can only store so much. This also makes it potent against foes that rely heavily on a large mana supply as it actively siphons off their reserves with each blow, and as an added insult, increases the harm each strike causes up to a limit, or until the energy is discharged.

-Crystalline Repeater-
A fancy name for the pistol he has on his hip, Weiland's sidearm is compact and sturdily built, intended for brutal, uncaring use by a soldier far less skilled in maintaining their own gear. The weapon draws off a crystal, shaped into a block, that is constantly charging with mana from the ambient surroundings, and slotted into place. This allows for a high volume of shots, made purely from mana, though modifications made by Weiland have altered the weapons versatility. Mainly, he can change to a charged shot mode that, the longer he waits between shots, the more potent the shot will be, up to a certain threshold where safety limiters kick in. With as sturdy as it is, it is not uncommon to see it get used as bludgeon, clubbing a man over the head to open him up to other attacks. Named as such due to the way the shots looked, being akin to 'crystal shards' made of pure mana.

-Personal Rig-
To aid in the already high mobility, high impact fighting style utilized by Weiland Voss is his personal rig, worn over his usual clothing. This rig has focusing crystals in key locations around his body, allowing him to fire off bursts of stored energy and amplify his speed and striking power with each burst. This also lets him move about a battlefield far more than one might consider at a glance, though he cannot actually maintain flight due to the strain it puts on the system and current focusing crystals. Also, their charge is slow to rebuild, meaning he can only use them sparingly if expecting back to back fights or other troubling situations. On a more mundane note, it helps distribute the weight of his weapons and tools while on the move, reducing the fatigue he suffers from long trips by a notable margin.

-Maintenance Kit-
Considering the strain Weiland puts on his kit at a given time, it is of no surprise he carries the tools and parts needed to implement repairs as needed. He could also use these tools to repair or modify other magitech, though he would have to understand such things well enough to be able to properly make such repairs or modifications.

Theme song
Drifters OST - Gospel of the Throttle

Battle Theme
Fire Emblem Echos: Shadows of Valentia Soundtrack - Twilight of the Gods

(NOTE: Still need a better generic theme, the battle theme now will suffice for my tastes.)

Misc
To be used as needed.

**Optional**
Relationship sheet:
What is your character's first impression of the other characters?
Alternatively feel free to work out with your fellow players if you have some sort of connection prior to the RP's start

A tale of three moons- Looking for a co-gm as well

This certainly seems fascinating, sure as sure. I'll get to joining the discord sometime tonight or tomorrow, but certainly wanted to get my interest noted down right away.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

<Snipped quote by Eisenhorn>

You are talking as if that's a new thing.... ! ^_^

@Rithy

Pssh, new to the current members of the party. Now if certain older hands were around, they wouldn't be surprised at this point!

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

Oh great, the Psyker is hearing voices, this isn't going to go poorly at all.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

@Jbcool I must have misread it then, I thought there was one unaccounted for. Please stand by while I resolve the misunderstanding.

Edit: Consider it edited then, I apologize for misreading the post that was made.

Something Beyond The Abyss, a Lovecraftian Horror RP.

"Solch ein trostloser Ort in der Tat..." The muttering of the German surgeon was oft ignored by those he traveled with, though the only souls capable of hearing him at this point was the ferryman who was unfortunate enough to have to tolerate the presence of the solemn, oft unpleasant company of the man. Such was their general disdain for each other was the fact they had not spoken a word to each other, the silence only broken up by the mutterings of the Surgeon and the odd sound of a flask being opened and its contents drained just a little bit more. His mutterings ceased however, leaving the sound of the water as the ferry carried on. Dr Gwerder had resumed reading from his journal, the notes and ideas that had led the point that he was out here in the reaches of common decent folk. The reek of dampness and even death, the latter of which a rather old odor that was familiar to the man. Autopsies were rather common place in his work, though, so the reek of death, in its varying forms and aromas, was not unknown to him.

"We have arrived, the weather this time held fair, despite the signs." Ignoring, or unconcerned with, the murderous look from the ferry man, without a word Dr Gwerder stepped away from the ferry and strode into the fishing village. The place was in the path of the disease he had been tracking, and yet there was no sign of it yet. None that he could see, and outside of a single maddened fellow shouting at the water, who was already engaged in conversation by others, so he wrote that off for now. He had no interest in dealing with either of them, and for the time being he had little recourse but to seek out someplace to stay for the evening. From there, he would look through his notes and figure how to pursue his research from there. This was the last place he had noted the disease having been spreading towards, and yet, his instinct spoke sternly that nothing was here for him in regard to such things.

Tracking down what passed for an inn in this misbegotten village, the surgeon approached the innkeep with purpose, seeing little of worth in the place. But it would suffice over the mud and filth of the woods and outdoors in general. "A room for the evening, and a bottle of your strongest spirits." The innkeep looked rather poorly upon the rude newcomer, but the sight of a surgeon's tool bag indicated that he would have the money for his demands, and the business of a innkeep would continue even with rude guests. Producing a bottle, the Doctor provided payment for both, up front, before retiring to an unused table, seating himself and opening his journal. Uncorking the bottle, he found its contents woefully weak, but considering the fact this village was unpleasant at best right now, it would have to suffice his needs for some small measure of inebriation. Wo habe ich aufgehört...?

Dr Gwerder spoke to himself in his native tongue, muttering as he thumbed through his more recent entries, those relevant to the illness that had brought him here. While he was not afflicted with the strange malady, those who had been never seemed to survive, or else wished themselves dead. The Doctor's handwriting was nigh illegible to anyone other than him, coupled with the half decipherable German, made for a strange figure indeed. He was mostly drowning out the yellow clad minstrel as he strummed away, the man's mutterings and singing reminding him far too much of those that hounded him at home. He would delight in informing his sister that her suggestion to go abroad to avoid such unpleasant fellows had been for naught, but as of now, he had little else to say or do besides go through his notes and attempt to plan out what was next to be done. He had few options as of yet, pursuing the madman, disturbing those drinking, or attempt to wrangle answers out of the minstrel being the most feasible few. The idea of this trip being a waste threatened to rile the temper of the newcomer, which it threatened to be without any significant progress within the next few nights.