”And God smote the sinner." Thwap!
Personal InformationCharacter Name/Alias:
Larry Cavella but usually "Bishop"Age:
Orc (Not inherently obvious)Profession:
Bishop stands about 5'11. He doesn't show his face to people unless it's simply by mistake or crucial to trust for a mission. Because of that his mask has become a staple of his identity. Over his broad-shouldered frame he wears armor in addition to the blast mask underneath an oversized hoodie.
Bishop is like any other Bible-toting orc. Okay, that really doesn't happen often. Persuasive people showed up at the door, whole family got excited about magic Jesus and orc salvation and joined. Boom, devout Neo-Magi orc family. Made sense at the time and now it's just a way of life. Magic and the Bible. It's like peanut-butter and jelly or violence and scripture study. It just works, so you go with it. Violence was in the blood but Bishop studied too so it just got a little mixed in along the way. His brothers and him had to grow up quickly to pick up jobs for a growing family, the best money-making jobs were the least legal but made the most money. With mom and pop none the wiser him and a few of his bolder brothers took them up. It started slow and simple until it wasn't.
Petty crimes, drug running, theft. Bishop did what was offered without understanding the catch. The cost. That was until one of his younger brothers was caught by Corp Sec trying to run something between criminal dealers. It was Corp Sec from Lotus and the poor kid was caught with an expensive cache of magic-based drugs. Of course the dealers left him to take the full blame. He didn't see his brother again. The boy was likely thrown in some Corp prison to rot forever, killed, or something even worse. Bishop was riled. He stopped making his own dumb mistakes but knew very well there was no way he'd be able to challenge a world-spanning corporation by himself. He did the next best thing and became an official merc doing some of the most dangerous stuff employers set contracts for, individuals? Corporation on corporation? Didn't matter so long as it was possible and ended violently he was fine with it. There were mouths to feed and faces to punch.Country of Origin:
Portland, Oregon - Moist drug capital of North America.Personality:
Bishop is boisterous, violent and spews fire and brimstone - figuratively of course. He enjoys a good mixture of Bible verse and violence in a fight and most of what he says is downright wrong but he doesn't particularly seem to care. Even his normal conversation might involve a friendly blow. It's an orc thing.
The friendly guy treats everyone like family, even sometimes his enemies. He has a big soft-spot for family troubles and is highly condemning of "sinners". You just wouldn't want to challenge him on that definition, it wouldn't go well. Most reasonable people would likely think he's a nut case but he's a nut case with a reasonable price tag. If the mission could involve likely amounts of death, most employers don't seem to care either way so long as the job gets done the way they want it. Unfortunately Bishop is known for deviating on missions. He finishes them but often lets personal feeling get in the way.Relationships:
Most of Bishop's eighteen member family were still back in Oregon. What? Orcs are prolific. While no family lives near Lotus City, he has made a name for himself in the slums with the less priviledged of his brothers. He's a regular at the Neo-Magi church, a run down building dedicated to the idea the Sundering and the magic it indroduced only reinforce Biblical prophecy and ideals. He meets most of his contacts and gets jobs with like-minded professionals at a seedy bed and breakfast that the owner actually named Pigs in a Blanket. The guy was lucky he hadn't disappeared yet but it made for a fine networking establishment you saw every once in a while on the lower rungs of Lotus City.
A Neo-Magi Biblica, a steel-lined Bible made from combat plastics and bulletproof materials for the greatest among Bible thumpers and man does Bishop thump.Weapons:Knife
- A nano-refined combat knife affixed to his lower back.Mars S17 Handgun
- A decade old and from a bought out company that was very prolific with its creation, this clip-fed handgun utilizes common but effective munitions.Augs:
None. Not even a cranial jack for modern interfacing, therefore completely incapable of normal decking. Bishop is au naturel.Armor: Terra Armor System
An older version of the Magi-tech shield-based armor. He's made custom modifications over the years of wearing it, dragon decals on the breastplate, extra plates around the ribs and some synthweave underneath for impact resistance. Bishop's a fan of this old black market item.Metzer Heads-Up Blast Mask
An armored, explosive resistant helmet designed for artillery operators so they wouldn't get hearing damage from their work. Contains a heads-up display, vision modes and adjustable audio.Skills/Magic: Destruction Magic
- While any practiced "wizard" would scoff at Bishop's uncivilized smiting there is no arguing that smacking someone with a point-blank fireblast is both a brilliant spectacle and effective. Bishop's ability to direct magic at any range is fairly limited, it's easier just to blow stuff up or hammer it down with magic up close. Maybe someday he'd get some legit magic lessons.Orc Brutality
- Savage is a suitable word for what Bishop can do with just his unalterd hands alone. He's no real martial artist but he's got plenty of experience in street brawls and isn't afraid of giving someone a dirty blow to win.Streetwise
- Bishop is good at mingling with the poorer folk and understanding the gravity of a hairy situation just from the intensity and body language given.