Sarcelle Renard

The Town Of Bellingstone

I'm still alive as well. And I should hopefully have a CS for ya by tonight.

The Town Of Bellingstone

You've certainly have my interest. I'll start working on a werewolf CS as soon as I get a chance.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

Urg, not completely satisfied with that introduction post, but hopefully it'll improve as I get a better feel for the character and start interacting with others.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

taptap, taptap, taptap

The hunter rapped two of his fingers against his Threaded Cane rhythmically, a consequence of his impatience with the situation he found himself in. It went without saying that Oz was by no means a religious man, so the thought of being crammed inside a cathedral with his fellow hunters to listen to a sermon was obviously not very high on his to-do-list. Yet here he was, standing in a veritable sea of rabble, waiting for the First Vicar to get on with it. If it hadn’t been for the explicit instructions he had been given by Lady Maria, the enigmatic leader of the faction he belonged to, Oz would have been all too happy to tell the church to shove off and go about his day. He wasn’t sure what he would have done with his free time, but it wasn’t difficult to top listening to choir boys for an exacerbating amount of time.

The tapping ceased as soon as Laurence showed himself. To the former doctor, the man elicited a bundle of conflicting emotions. On one hand, he was instrumental in the Corbett name falling from grace, but at the same time Oz couldn’t help but respect the man for being able to build an entire religion from the ground up in such a relatively short span of time. ‘So one part disdain, one part admiration. What an odd combination,’ he mused while he took note of the various assignments the vicar was handing out to the assembled groups of hunters. But an odd wave of disappointment struck him as he heard that he would be stationed in Cathedral Ward. Because despite the fact that it was logical to Maria’s Circle, which boasted the fewest number of hunters of any of the present factions, guard the smallest area of the city, it would also mean that there would be fewer chances for him to actually hunt beasts considering how secure the place would be.

Thankfully, the feeling passed as he realized how ridiculous the notion was. The last thing Oz wanted was for some malevolent force to make his desire come true in the worst way imaginable. Because even if he wasn’t particularly religious, any Yharnamite worth his salt knew better than to go out of his way to tempt fate with such matters. To that end, the man resolved to find some good wood to knock on later, but the sound of Djura making an ass of himself pulled him out of his thoughts. Not that his question was asinine, in fact Oz raised an eyebrow in disbelief when he heard that Old Yharnam would be left all but defenseless, but rather the way in which he chose to do so just spoke leagues about the Powder Kegs in general. It was of little consequence though, as the vicar brushed the comment aside and like that the little gathering was brought to a close.

The Porcupine shuffled along with the wave of hunters pouring out of the obscenely large doors of the cathedral. He couldn't help but stare down at his hand contemplatively, clenching and unclenching it as he did so. The very hands that he had spent the better portion of his life cultivating to handle fine instruments precisely were now being used to slay monsters that sprang straight out of the tales of his childhood, which was a fact that he still had trouble truly believing every now and then. So far, his first three Blood Moons he had participated in had gone without much incident, but from the whispers he had been hearing, the one coming would be on a different level entirely. And while he felt stronger and more capable with each beast he destroyed, he couldn’t quite shake the apprehension that was building inside of him. It was as if some subconscious part of him knew better than to be a part of the coming hunt, but it was already far too late for him to turn back now.

The sight and smell of his city helped sooth his nerves a bit. ’It’ll all still be here in a week,’ he reminded himself, steeling his resolve for the nights to come.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

@Wernher In my defense, I interpreted the wording as in we only had to specify our waifu if we wanted one of the characters that we have to PM you for approval, such as the Hunter of Hunters or Choir member. It's not like I'm ashamed to say that Iosefka is the one true waifu of the game.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

@Ezmeralda Considering the sheltered nature of our dear Blood Saint, do you want Maddy to know Oz as one of the doctors she doesn't like? I like to imagine that the Church would use more conventional means of treating their precious charges before resorting to blood, so it could be possible that Oz helped treat her before he became a hunter.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

Oscar Corbett, the Porcupine

Name: Oscar Corbett
Nickname: Oz, Porcupine
Age: 26
Faction: Maria’s Cirlce
Insight: None

Weapons:
-Main: Threaded Cane
-Secondary: Hunter Pistol
-Third: Piercing Rifle

Items & Spell items: Old Hunter’s Bone, as many Throwing Knives as he can strap onto his person, a handful of Pebbles

Appearance: Having spent many years training to be a doctor, Oz is hardly an intimidating man. He is shorter than most other hunters by a fair margin and appears rather frail at first glance. But underneath his garb is a man built of lean muscle that can hold his own in a fight by being quick. His head is covered in a mess of black hair that he keeps just short enough to stay well out of his dull green eyes. His face is kept clean shaven at all times and his lips are almost always pulled down into a contemplative frown.

The hunter leathers he wears are rather typical to those that follow Lady Maria, but with the exception that he has customized them with a number of straps to accommodate the vast number of throwing knives he keeps on his person, which in turn helped him get his nickname as the Porcupine.

Oz and the Hunt: To the Porcupine, the beastly scourge is nothing more than a disease that requires a simple treatment: efficient and methodological extermination. When engaging the beasts, Oz is opportunistic and calculating. If he can bleed his prey with a thousand cuts from afar, he will do so. If he stumbles upon a group, he will do his best to try and pick them off one by one. Years of practice has made him frighteningly proficient with his throwing knives, rarely missing his intended marks. To many, his methods are seen as cowardly, but he doesn’t mind as he prefers to work alone anyway.

Psychology: Oz has always been a short and impersonal person. While often polite in his dealings with others, it is layered with an edge of coldness that makes it difficult for anyone to truly get close to him. In any given group, he is the one that will be most likely to approach a situation with a level head and try and find the most efficient, logical solution. That’s not to say he is completely unflappable, however, as those that are boisterous and lack any sense of decorum quickly grate on his nerves, a fact that he is all too willing to voice out loud. But despite that, he is oftentimes a trustworthy individual that only makes promises he believes he can keep, as his word is just about all that he has left to offer.

The beastly scourge has taken over his prior plans for his life. Seeing their end is what drives him, with obstacles that would get in the way of that dealt with as quickly as possible. To him, even his disdain for the Healing Church comes second to this, as he sees them as a valuable means to his ends. Whether or not their “Good Blood” is a gift from the gods is irrelevant to him, as he only cares about their ability to help him get rid of beasts.

History: Oz hails from a long line of doctors that has been in Yharnam for generations. From an early age, he had been groomed to take over his families business, which at the time was one of the most prominent practices in the city. His family enjoyed the fruit of luxury and held considerable standing in the upper echelons of society. At the time, it was difficult to imagine anything getting in the way of their success.

That was until the Ashen Blood ravaged Old Yharnam. Oz’s father, the brilliant Michael Corbett, was stumped for the first time in his life. Despite all of his efforts to find a cure, the only contribution his father made was the introduction of the small medicinal tablets that could provide short-term relief. But it wasn’t until the upstarts that called themselves The Healing Church introduced the Good Blood that his family’s name was truly tarnished.

As the years went by, Oz watched as his family slowly but surely fell from their lofty position as more and more Yharnamites turned to the Good Blood. So miraculous was the stuff, his brother turned his back on the family business and donned the white robes of the Church Healers, which would prove to be the last straw to break the pride of the aging Michael Corbett. As the true nature of the hunts became public knowledge, Michael resolved to find a cure to the beastly scourge. While exorbitantly costly, he managed to acquire a specimen.

Though his family’s business was failing, Oz was still given a great deal of training to understand how the human body worked and how to keep it functioning. So when his father brought him in on his experiments of the beast, Oz couldn’t help but be astounded by the being that defied everything he had learned. No matter what they tried, the beast only became stronger and more ravenous, culminating in the fateful night that would forever change the young doctor’s life.

One night, despite the numerous precautions they had taken, the beast managed to escape its fetters. His father fell quickly to the beast while Oz could only look on in horror. By all means, Oz should not have survived, but by a stroke of the devil’s luck, the Healing Church had caught wind of what the senior Corbett had been doing and had sent a hunter to deal with it. Oz never caught the hunter’s name, but he had arrived just in time to prevent his untimely end. With his eyes wide open, he watched the hunter put down the beast with frightening strength, and it was at that moment that he understood that there was no humane cure for this madness, only annihilation.

As punishment for his involvement in his father’s experiments, the Healing Church intended for Oz to join their ranks. Originally, they meant to put his medical knowledge to use as one of their White Church Doctors, but he could not stomach such pursuits any longer. So instead he insisted on becoming a hunter, much to the Church’s surprise. And so he fell in with Maria’s Circle, as he was drawn to her ideologies and methods of exterminating the beasts.

The coming Blood Moon will mark the former doctor’s fourth hunt, and while apprehensive, Oscar Corbett is ready to treat the sickness running through his city.

Other: It is difficult to be a resident of Yharnam and resist the allure of the Good Blood, but Oz and his family had abstained for years out of scorn for what it had done to his family. But after his initial run in with beasts, Oz has found himself relying on the stuff more and more, much to his distaste. As for his remaining family, he has become estranged from his mother and last he heard his brother had been climbing the ranks of the healing church. To him though, there is little in this world he finds worth holding on to.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

@Wernher Excellent, I look forward to it. And also, here ya go:

Oscar Corbett, the Porcupine

Name: Oscar Corbett
Nickname: Oz, Porcupine
Age: 26
Faction: Maria’s Cirlce
Insight: None

Weapons:
-Main: Threaded Cane
-Secondary: Hunter Pistol
-Third: Piercing Rifle

Items & Spell items: Old Hunter’s Bone, as many Throwing Knives as he can strap onto his person, a handful of Pebbles

Appearance: Having spent many years training to be a doctor, Oz is hardly an intimidating man. He is shorter than most other hunters by a fair margin and appears rather frail at first glance. But underneath his garb is a man built of lean muscle that can hold his own in a fight by being quick. His head is covered in a mess of black hair that he keeps just short enough to stay well out of his dull green eyes. The hunter leathers he wears are rather typical to those that follow Lady Maria, but with the exception that he has customized them with a number of straps to accommodate the vast number of throwing knives he keeps on his person, which in turn helped him get his nickname as the Porcupine.

Oz and the Hunt: To the Porcupine, the beastly scourge is nothing more than a disease that requires a simple treatment: efficient and methodological extermination. When engaging the beasts, Oz is opportunistic and calculating. If he can bleed his prey with a thousand cuts from afar, he will do so. If he stumbles upon a group, he will do his best to try and pick them off one by one. Years of practice has made him frighteningly proficient with his throwing knives, rarely missing his intended marks. To many, his methods are seen as cowardly, but he doesn’t mind as he prefers to work alone anyway.

Psychology: Oz has always been a short and impersonal person. While often polite in his dealings with others, it is layered with an edge of coldness that makes it difficult for anyone to truly get close to him. In any given group, he is the one that will be most likely to approach a situation with a level head and try and find the most efficient, logical solution. That’s not to say he is completely unflappable, however, as those that are boisterous and lack any sense of decorum quickly grate on his nerves, a fact that he is all too willing to voice out loud. But despite that, he is oftentimes a trustworthy individual that only makes promises he believes he can keep, as his word is just about all that he has left to offer.

The beastly scourge has taken over his prior plans for his life. Seeing their end is what drives him, with obstacles that would get in the way of that dealt with as quickly as possible. To him, even his disdain for the Healing Church comes second to this, as he sees them as a valuable means to his ends. Whether or not their “Good Blood” is a gift from the gods is irrelevant to him, as he only cares about their ability to help him get rid of beasts.

(Their personality and so forth, vis a vis humans mainly. What drives them in life, if they believe in the Good Blood, etc.)

History: Oz hails from a long line of doctors that has been in Yharnam for generations. From an early age, he had been groomed to take over his families business, which at the time was one of the most prominent practices in the city. His family enjoyed the fruit of luxury and held considerable standing in the upper echelons of society. At the time, it was difficult to imagine anything getting in the way of their success.

That was until the Ashen Blood ravaged Old Yharnam. Oz’s father, the brilliant Michael Corbett, was stumped for the first time in his life. Despite all of his efforts to find a cure, the only contribution his father made was the introduction of the small medicinal tablets that could provide short-term relief. But it wasn’t until the upstarts that called themselves The Healing Church introduced the Good Blood that his family’s name was truly tarnished.

As the years went by, Oz watched as his family slowly but surely fell from their lofty position as more and more Yharnamites turned to the Good Blood. So miraculous was the stuff, his brother turned his back on the family business and donned the white robes of the Church Healers, which would prove to be the last straw to break the pride of the aging Michael Corbett. As the true nature of the hunts became public knowledge, Michael resolved to find a cure to the beastly scourge. While exorbitantly costly, he managed to acquire a specimen.

Though his family’s business was failing, Oz was still given a great deal of training to understand how the human body worked and how to keep it functioning. So when his father brought him in on his experiments of the beast, Oz couldn’t help but be astounded by the being that defied everything he had learned. No matter what they tried, the beast only became stronger and more ravenous, culminating in the fateful night that would forever change the young doctor’s life.

One night, despite the numerous precautions they had taken, the beast managed to escape its fetters. His father fell quickly to the beast while Oz could only look on in horror. By all means, Oz should not have survived, but by a stroke of the devil’s luck, the Healing Church had caught wind of what the senior Corbett had been doing and had sent a hunter to deal with it. Oz never caught the hunter’s name, but he had arrived just in time to prevent his untimely end. With his eyes wide open, he watched the hunter put down the beast with frightening strength, and it was at that moment that he understood that there was no humane cure for this madness, only annihilation.

As punishment for his involvement in his father’s experiments, the Healing Church intended for Oz to join their ranks. Originally, they meant to put his medical knowledge to use as one of their White Church Doctors, but he could not stomach such pursuits any longer. So instead he insisted on becoming a hunter, much to the Church’s surprise. And so he fell in with Maria’s Circle, as he was drawn to her ideologies and methods of exterminating the beasts.

The coming Blood Moon will mark the former doctor’s fourth hunt, and while apprehensive, Oscar Corbett is ready to treat the sickness running through his city.

Other: It is difficult to be a resident of Yharnam and resist the allure of the Good Blood, but Oz and his family had abstained for years out of scorn for what it had done to his family. But after his initial run in with beasts, Oz has found himself relying on the stuff more and more, much to his distaste. As for his remaining family, he has become estranged from his mother and last he heard his brother had been climbing the ranks of the healing church. To him though, there is little in this world he finds worth holding on to.

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yharnam

So if we find ourselves wandering the Forbidden Woods, what would be the chances of us stumbling upon the Madaras Twins?

Bloodborne Prequel - A Shadow Over Yarnham

So just to make sure I'm getting this right, so far we have:

2 Powder Gang hunters
1 possible Blood Saint
1 possible Vileblood
1 possible Ludwig follower

Or am I missing someone?