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Turns out, suits CAN look pretty great... I should also thank whoever drew this fanart, cuz they're a g*dd*mn hero. cdn.discordapp.com/attachme…
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Turns out, suits CAN look pretty great... I should also thank whoever drew this fanart, cuz they're a g*dd*mn hero. cdn.discordapp.com/attachme…
@Raijinslayer Ohhh, I like him, and I think that you might like this friendly fellow, a mardu. And not just any one, one that'll make most creatures suffer. Combined with Archetype of Aggression... Lethal damage = 1, any damage more than said 1 will be dealt to the creature's controller, which makes blocking a pain. Other than that I'd suggest taking a look at the guild's cards, specifically the charms (so Rakdos charm in your case) seem to be doing well. And other than THAT, I'd suggest looking up the mardu cards, since that's the tricolor clan that uses red black and white.
As for the mechanics, I believe they were mentioned before; Hellbent and unleash. Though madness would also be a good fit.
I hope that helps you figure things out a little. By the way, the gatherer is any mage's best friend.
Name: Boris Age: 32 Race: Human Appearance: Like this but holding an instrument...and occasionally hitting someone with it.
Personality: Rejecting the Boros, Boris has become chaotic. Something that has also taken its toll on his mind. He can be accurately described as unstable and loud. If you try to take away his music, 'violent' can be added to this list. He can be conversed with, but he generally won't stop making music.
History: Boris has left the Boros legion for eventually "gaining the insight" that the Boros are overly zealous. Driven to the border of insanity by the legion's constant persecution, Boris --though barely-- managed to save his skin by joining the Rakdos. The terror of an army chasing him did leave its impact however as it caused him to develop an alternate persona with a lust for carnage and death. Switching between his normal personality and this persona, Boris lives in constant paranoia.
Turning to music to drown out his urges and thoughts, Boris quickly became dependant on the music. His first few battles after were rather unpleasant. Without music to preserve his mind, Boris quickly turned into a shivering ball of anguish. In a sober moment, he realized he could help himself in this regard. With this realization, Boris started making his own music, which, mixed with the melody of steel and screams, forms his solace.
Rank within guild: 2 - Specializing in riling up crowds with his music, he manages to make the already aggressive Rakdos members even more aggresive and wild. He's earned some recognition as a fighter, but since Rakdos isn't too interested in keeping order, who knows what these ranks even means?
-Aurelia (Boros guildmaster) - Aurelia, involved as she is with her underlings, had not failed to notice Boris' betrayal. No one betrays the legion, thus by doing so, Boris obtained her ire. She wants him dead and Boris wouldn't mind seeing her dead either. -Several other Boros guild members - Being heavily indoctrinated extremists, most Boros members who've known him also wish him dead for his betrayal
Additional information: -Without his music, Boris is likely to once more turn into a quivering mess. He has however found peace in the din of battle, so depending on the ferocity of battle he might function witout music. -Boris can often be heard playing several kinds of music. Occasionally one might even hear him play one song while singing another. -While in the legion he was an experienced hieromancer* but after his mind broke he found himself unable to use white magic. He does retain the knowledge however.
Irritated at the townsfolk ignoring her, Vreskrr occasionally bounds of from the group to shortly stalk some villager. Questioning the logic these people use, she becomes progressively more annoyed. Constantly being greeted with pitchforks and torches had it's own kind of charm, but this was just terrible. Although...Surely there was a way to abuse this? Her casual, sadistic grin returning Vreskrr rejoins the group. It might be rather obvious to any onlookers she's up to something, but so far, no one seemed to care.
At the moment she rejoined the group, she heard Leila say something about an inn. Not catching quite what Leila had said, Vreskrr continued her plotting. This should be good...
Name: Vu'kraaz Age: Don't you know it's rude to ask a woman what her age is? Race: Gorgon
Personality: Cold, Cruel and very, very sadistic. Reassured by the feeling of finally belonging somewhere, Vu'kraaz left her worries about surviving behind. Instead, she started spending her time on doing the things she did best; killing and torturing.
History: She is uncertain of her place of birth, as well as her parents. Her earliest memory is waking up in a sewer in the undercity. She spent most of her life (the part she remembers) living like a wild animal, causing her to develop a 'kill or be killed' mentality. She lived like this several years, using anything she'd find as a weapon and eating anything she had to.
Living like this, every day was filled with fear, tension and most of all, murder. When eventually she joined the Golgari, she no longer had this fear, she did not change her lifestyle as a ruthless predator in the undercity however. Several years in the clan have taught her the basics of social interaction, as well as a few cool tricks to defend herself. Nowadays her life mostly consists out of experimenting and not letting the dead rest in peace. Then again, what else do they do in the undercity?
Rank within guild: 1 - Vu'kraaz mostly keeps to herself, and in a group as big as the golgari swarm she easily stays unnoticed. With "resources" lying around everywhere in the undercity, promotion is not something on her mind.
Vu'kraaz knows a couple of guild members from every guild, they are all currently missing in action...She also happens to have some very well-crafted statues resembling these people.
Additional information: She claims to be a Naga with a fondness for sculpting. Clearly, everyone believes this, that is, everyone that walks away after meeting her.