Virani

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

So I am waiting on @Flynn before I can post again. As the two of us are the only players there currently lol

Essence of the World: Flesh Reborn [Adv. Roleplay]

Ashlyn Olivia Gauthier

Location: Charmaine's Charms and Oddities, Loom Slums.
Time: 4:30 am

Ashlyn Olivia Gauthier better known as Ash was not in a good mood.

Unable to vent her frustration on her true targets, seeing as they were safely tucked away in the comfortable and secure Gauthier mansion, she settled for taking it out on the puddles instead. Admittedly it wasn't the same since puddles of water generally didn't fight back, well not unless a demon was involved, but it was better than nothing. Thankfully her black knee high boots were decent leather and waterproof otherwise her mood would have no doubt soured even further. She zipped her leather jacket up higher and turned the collar up against the rain as she stomped through the streets. Anyone seeing her would probably assume she was lost in her thoughts and not aware of her surroundings, and taking in her small stature, might see her as easy pickings. They couldn't be more wrong and part of her hoped some idiot would be fool enough to try their luck. Though knowing her already bad day it would be someone human and not her usual prey, then she would have to be all careful not to kill them and that would just suck. Thankfully the street she was currently walking on was relatively quiet, everyone no doubt taking shelter from the rain or partying it up in the nightclub a few streets over.

For a moment Ash debated giving up on her errand and going home, re stocking could probably wait till tomorrow and she was tired of the rain. The fact that she was closer to her destination than her home made the decision for her, she would be out of the rain soon enough. She turned the corner and saw her destination in front of her, Charmaines Charms and Oddities was an old somewhat ramshackle building on the corner of the street. Heavy windows with bars on them and a solid wooden door made the place seem unwelcoming but such measures were essential for a shop in this part of the slums. Besides Charmaine didn't need to advertise, his customers knew where to find him and everyone else didn't and that was how he liked it.

The door was locked, unsurprisingly given the lateness of the hour, but Ash knew that he was in. She banged on the door several times and waited.

"Come on Charmaine, open the bloody door! I'm soaked out here." She called through the timbers.

She heard a slight muttering, several bangs, muttered curses, and then finally the sound of the locks being pulled aside. A moment later the door swung open and Ash hurried inside. She stood dripping in the middle of the 'fake' shop, the front area of the shop where Charmaine kept all of the goods that he sold to tourists and those without any knowledge of magic or the supernatural. Bookshelves, shelves and racks were all filled to the brim with everything you would expect to see in a 'magic shop' Basically utterly useless items suitable only as decoration and some not even then. There were candles in a seemingly endless variety, multitudes of various pendants, rings bracelets all of appropriate symbols such as pentagrams, the tree of life and various animals. The bookshelves were all filled with books on the occult and witchcraft and there was also numerous shelves filled with fanciful dragons, and other fantastic beasts. The counter had stacks of tarot cards of varying styles and a colourful collection of wind chimes and dream catchers hung from the ceiling. Ash hated it but she understood the necessity of it. Charmaine was a independent not employed by any group and as such needed to not only earn a living but avoid scrutiny as well.

"When you said you were by I thought you might wait until morning, no?" Charmaine said grimacing when he saw the puddle of water around her.

Charmaine D'poiner was a small man though still taller than her by a couple of inches, and thin with long grey hair and a wispy grey beard. He was dressed in his usual clothes brown trousers, untucked white shirt and waistcoat. Charmaine loved his waistcoats said they fit the look of his shop and the more colourful the better. Tonight's was a bright red and green affair that made Ash wince. Personally she thought they looked ridiculous but then she didn't have to wear them.

"You know I usually come at night Char, besides you keep night hours too despite what the normal townspeople think." Ash responded drily.

Charmaine chuckled. "True, true but still I would rather you had not come with a river of water."

"Yes well I'd rather you delivered but we don't always get what we want do we." She answered sweetly.

Charmaine muttered a curse under his breath in French and Ash sighed, he was probably going to complain about this all night now. Charmaine was brilliant at what he did and a good friend but he did so like to complain. A lot.

"I'm sorry." She sighed. "Now can we get on with it?"

Charmaine turned and led the way through the shop towards a door marked 'private' it was of course locked and not just with conventional methods. Charmaine was a wise man and had some very good protections for his genuine stock. Of course it helped that he was friends with people like Ash, that sort of put off potential robbers. He opened the door and Ash followed him into his real shop. The room was slightly smaller and filled with items of a different sort. The layout was similar with bookshelves, shelves and racks but they were filled with actual magic tomes, genuine magical ingredients and a variety of charms and other enchanted items.

"Aaah much better." Ash sighed. "This makes this whole sodding day worthwhile."

Charmaine busied himself behind the counter pulling out boxes from drawers under the counter whilst Ash walked the aisles. She wistfully touched an item here or there wishing she could afford them but knowing they were out of her league money wise.

"So what has got you in such a foul humour eh?" He had finished laying out the boxes and had placed a couple of glasses and a bottle of spirit next to them. Ash approached the desk and lifted the lid on one of the boxes, gleaming silver bullets greeted her eyes and she smiled again. Charmaine passed her the bottle to pour whilst he began to pack a bag with her order, Ash had been coming here long enough now that he knew her regular order without having to ask. Ash poured some liquid into both glasses and then took a healthy swallow of hers. The whiskey, a good Scottish malt, burned it's way down her throat and she sighed with pleasure.

"You always know how to cheer a girl up Char." She said. "As to what's up just the usual."

"Ah." Charmaine nodded knowingly as he finished loading her goods. "Family of course. Let me guess you were coerced into attending another soiree no?"

"The blasted thing seemed to go on forever and I couldn't even carry my guns." She grimaced. "Mom said you could see the holsters through the dress. That is why I don't wear the damned things."

"Oh to see you in a dress, that would be a sight." He smiled eyes twinkling. "Such horror this standing and drinking, no monsters in sight. However do you cope?"

"Badly."She said. "You know that. Me and social gatherings...well the less said the better."

"Indeed." He agreed with another chuckle. "Still, I can imagine with your figure..."

"Not another word. Char." She warned though she was smiling, Charmaine was fond of teasing her and she didn't mind it much. Only Zee and Char were able to get away with it though.

"I yield." He said with a swift grin before gesturing to the bag he had packed for her. "You order madame."

"Thanks Char, payment as usual?"

"Of course my dear. I trust you." It was true he did but then she had saved his life once and that went a long way towards building trust in his mind.

Ash finished her drink and picked up the bag, it contained her standard hunting supplies, silver bullets, several protection charms and a few other items. She headed back out to the front of the shop and waited while Charmaine relocked the door to his back room.

"Thanks again Char, see you in a few." She headed to the front door but then stopped and turned back. "Oh I almost forgot here."

She passed him a small pouch which he took and looked inside with a grin. "Courtesy of my last hunt. Enjoy, they were not easy to get."

"Ah my dear Ash you always deliver. My thanks to you. Be careful out there."

"Always." She answered before heading back out into the rain.

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Location: Loom Slums, Alleyway to Club Ambrosia
Time: 5:45 am

The rain had lessened somewhat and Ash was in a much better mood thanks to Charmaine and his whiskey. She was no longer feeling the need to hit things and instead was looking forward to getting home and sinking into a hot bath. She didn't have a contract at the moment and though she regularly patrolled the city for unpleasant nastiness of the supernatural variety even she was entitled to a night off. The soiree or party to those not well versed in wealthy speak, had been long and tedious and now that her anger wasn't fuelling her she was just tired.
She was thinking of her coming bath and about the events in 'The Duke's wager' her latest Mills and Boon Regency novel, Duke Hawthorne sounded gorgeous, and how she could finally get through a few more chapters when something caught her eye.

She was walking through one of the alleys, automatically keeping an eye out even while she was lost in thought, which led towards the nightclub and was a shortcut for her route home. Whilst it was usually unpleasant due to the smell of urine and vomit from those inside the club stopping here to either throw up or take a toilet break, it was worse than usual. It was the flies she noticed first, quite a few of them, clustered around something a little further away. As she drew closer she sighed quietly.

"Ah bloody hell. What a waste." The woman had been killed and dumped here like leftovers, which she supposed wasn't too far from the truth, most demons killed for food after all. This one had left her in quite a mess. At first glance she could see that the body had been struck in the side and neck. The skin was greyish and Ash guessed she had been drained of blood.
"Bastard demons." She muttered angrily.

No matter how many dead bodies she saw she never got used to it, the look, the smell, but above all the general wrongness of it. This woman, whoever she had been, surely hadn't deserved to die like this and left like a pile of refuse. With a sigh Ash bent closer to the body, needing to examine the body further. She needed to be sure what had killed this woman.

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

Octavia is going to stay right where she is lol unless they drag her ass to the Novus Ordo camp. Maybe you guys can end up at her clinic after finishing at the base? Just a random thought

Chosen

Thea decided early on that she didn't like walking. Not one bit. It wasn't that she was particularly unfit, quite the opposite in fact thanks to her mentor, but more the unending sameness of walking. Yes these were new surroundings and she did distract herself for a time by noticing the terrain around them but there was only so much scenery watching she could do. After a while she fell into a sort of trance, her mind wandering, whilst her body automatically put one foot in front of the other. Dart spent his time flying above them and she knew that he would warn her if danger arose and so she spent the time thinking. On the surface Thea didn't come across as a deep thinker, people saw what she wanted them to see, portraying herself as more of a joker but at times like this she let her mind chew over things that bothered her. The others all seemed to handle the walk in their own ways, some no doubt used to it more than others, and she mulled over the group. Karkand had taught her that fighting with another was about trust, you had to know completely that they had your back. You couldn't concentrate fully on fighting if you were worried about what your team mate was doing. Yet she knew next to nothing about those she travelled with and that bothered her a lot.

When she and Karkand had trained together they had known each others strengths and weaknesses and fought as a cohesive team. He would be in at close range ensuring their enemy, in this case a wild animal as they didn't have monsters to train against, and she would target them from a distance. But how would this group react in a fight? As far as she could tell she was the only one with a weapon designed for long range. Would the others recognise this and fight accordingly? Even her magic was tied in with her bow and she worried that her fighting style would not go well with everyone elses. As time wore on and they had walked for several days she had begun to grow frustrated with herself. She was not a worrier nor a person to doubt herself or the value she brought to a situation so why was she doing so now? With a sigh she realised that losing her mentor had shaken her more than she had been willing to admit. It was not in her nature to show her feelings to others and by burying those feelings she had convinced herself they no longer existed. But here now, faced with an unfamiliar and dangerous world she could not avoid acknowledging them. She had failed him and perhaps the true root of her new found anxiety was that she would fail this group as well.

When the first tendrils of fog began to form around them it pulled her forcefully from her thoughts. In mere moments it had enveloped them and was so thick that Thea struggled to make out the others around her. This was obviously not a natural fog even she, a city girl, guessed that much. Unsure if it would help or not, but feeling the need to do something, she concentrated and a small globe of fire grew in her hand. It provided a small amount of heat and light and she felt better for it's presence even if it provided very little of actual use.
Dart landed on her shoulder and she breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't like the idea of not being able to see him. She watched with not a little awe, as Esmeray's familiar grew into a dragon. An actual dragon. She flew into the air clearly at home on the beasts back and seeing it gave Thea an idea.

"I think it would be a good idea if you flew above this too." She murmured quietly to Dart. "You might be able to tell us how far it spreads."

Dart sighed heavily but made no other objection and was soon winging away, working hard to fly above the fog layer. Thea watched him until she could no longer see him and hoped he would be okay. A howl tore her mind away from her familiar and had her wincing and looking around for the source. Another howl and then the source was all around them. Thea stared up at the creatures in a combination of morbid fascination and fear. They were huge and could have stepped straight out of one of her nightmares and she couldn't help the primal fear that rose within her. Thankfully Karkand had taught her about fear and how to control it but use it as well and she focused on not letting it overcome her. She had her bow out and an arrow knocked as soon as she saw it reaching for Ka'ora, it was dead if it reached her, and her arms were steady waiting. But instead of attacking them the creatures seemed to be herding them somewhere and soon it was all Thea could do to keep up as they began to run. She was not about to be the one that fell behind and got eaten by the monsters.

It was reaching the point when Thea was sure she wouldn't be making it out of this alive when the fog was suddenly gone. She stumbled to a stop and saw the creatures were gone too. They stood on a hillside overlooking the remains of what was once a city, it's buildings covered in wild foliage and water pooling everywhere. Thea scowled, of course there would have to be water everywhere, it wasn't enough that she had just sloshed through the bloody stuff. She was just beginning to smile realising that Ka'ora was going to suggest another break, she had definitely worked up an appetite, when all hell broke loose. They had walked into an ambush and were now facing a horde of what Thea guessed were zombies. Ka'ora didn't hesitate, and Thea had to admire the woman's reflexes, killing several that were on the verge of attacking Ethan. Jonah joined in then using the water to his advantage, and Esmeray also moved into action.

That is some serious ass kicking Thea thought as she positioned herself in front of Vita on one knee bow drawn and ready. She glanced back at Vita briefly grinning briefly before facing forward again. She fired three shots in quick succession, the movements almost too fast to follow and three flaming arrows shot unerringly to their targets. The first caught a zombie lurching at them directly ahead, in the face. The second and third took out the legs of two more approaching from her right. Two more arrows sprouted from their heads, Thea wasn't taking any chances and wanted to make sure they were dead. Deciding that now was the time she had to start trusting her companions she focused on picking off zombies on the edges who might slip through and was confident that the others, experienced in close range combat, would deal with the rest.

"Man these things stink." She muttered as she aimed and fired. "Seriously, you guys ever think of taking a bath?"

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

Octavia jumped when the blue light suddenly appeared from ORB and focused on Tinker, vertically panning up and down his body, before ORB began listing facts about the man. It was only when she realised that it was some kind of scanner and not a weapon that she relaxed and breathed a sigh. Tinker had frozen when the light had come on and he too relaxed when ORB stopped scanning.

"Phew. You had me there for a minute." He said shakily clearly trying to make light of the situation.
"Well you asked him a question Tink, I guess this was his answer." Octavia said before turning to ORB.

"It looks like you have at least some version of a medical scanner in there ORB." She said to the machine. "That is going to come in very handy. If you don't mind using it to help me?" ORB was just a machine but she had no idea what that actually meant, she was a doctor not an engineer, ORB seemed pretty damn advanced to her and for all she knew he was capable of feelings. So it never hurt not to be rude.

"Well he sure is a clever machine."Tinker said. "I'd love to have a nosy at how he works sometime."

Octavia rolled her eyes. "You do realise that you're not an actual engineer right Tink? Just a bored old guy who likes to mess around with things."

Tinker put on a expression of mock hurt. "Now Octavia, don't be mean I fixed your wood burner when it was on the blink right?"

"Yes but you still haven't got someone to fix my damn stairs yet." She pointed out.

A groan from the table pulled her back to the present and she mentally chastised herself from getting distracted whilst she had a patient. She hurried to the bed and saw that Jeff was waking up. He opened his eyes and groggily looked around the room before trying to sit up. Octavia gently pushed him back down and kept her hand firmly on his chest to keep him from trying to sit up again.

"Take it easy Jeff, you had a bad fall earlier." Octavia said.

"Doc?" Jeff winced. "Ouch my head is killing me. Guess that's what you get when you fall off a roof. Sorry to mess up your morning."

Octavia shook her head. "It's fine Jeff, I mean what would I do without you fools to keep me occupied. Now follow the light please." She examined him again and then nodded. "I don't see any signs of concussion but I'd still like to..."

Her back door opening and her dogs beginning to bark interrupted her. Apollo and Artemis trained to recognise that not hearing the bell meant possible intruders pushed past Tinker and Dunk and into the clinic. They stopped just in front of Octavia clearly recognising the woman standing in the doorway. Apollo huffed a greeting and pushed his head into the woman's hand, Artemis looked at Octavia and whined.

Octavia sighed and crossed her arms. "Gloria." She said her voice clearly not happy.

Gloria smiled sheepishly continuing to pet Apollo. "I'm sorry Doc, I know I'm supposed to ring first but I just got really excited."

"Excited?"

"Well I'm not sure excited is the right word really but well I think something's happened at the camp."

Tinker and Dunk both looked startled. "Like what?"

"I think there's been an explosion or something. There's all this black smoke." She grinned then noticing ORB for the first time. "Oh wow you got it working!"

"Well I think ORB had more to do with that than I did to be honest but yes he's working now. Right ORB?"
Tinker and Dunk both moved past Gloria and stood out on the street looking at the sky. Gloria stepped back outside with them and Octavia followed them to the door. Black smoke was indeed visible in the distance and she frowned.

"Well it's definitely a fire of some sort." She said thoughtfully. "ORB would you like to come and see this?" She called inside figuring that if the robot was going to stay with her she should try and include it.

"Maybe we should see what's happened?" Gloria asked.

"Are you kidding?" Octavia demanded. "You know what that camp is, we should stay as far away as possible."

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

@ronin lotus @flynnI have almost finished my post, I will have it up tomorrow. Sorry for the delay ive been unwell. I'm definitely still 100 per cent committed to this roleplay!

Essence of the World: Flesh Reborn [Adv. Roleplay]

@Fallenreaper Ash is completely human, she has no supernatural abilities. She is at physical peak for a human. Nothing more. The only advantage she has is her enchanted handguns.

Chosen

Lachdonan Obrien

Ruby Dewer

Amalthea Stone

Ruby sat and waited for the last of the introductions. Esmeray, who decided to not leave her introduction to her brother, and asked them all to look past the rumors so they could all work together. Ruby hadn’t forgotten that many blamed her for the deaths of the rest of the chosen, including her mother, but...that explanation never felt right to her. There was no concrete proof just theories and maybe it was because of their god’s bond but Ruby was more inclined to believe her then speculation. After Esmeray came Jonah who said very little and nothing new if you knew anything about the water chosen, as Ruby could remember plenty of times growing up she heard from a distance either him or his master playing their instruments. And then, that was it, Ka’ora told them all to enjoy their rest for as long as they had.

Ruby was content to sit in the shade of the tree for awhile longer, playing with the shadows of the leafs as she did, as she spoke to her familiar. “Cecillia, do you want something to eat? I could get you something?”
To this her familiar chuckled. “It’s alright Ruby.” She said in a soft voice as she started to crawl down her body. “I will find my own food. You should go get your own, besides, Lachdonon is calling to you.” With that Cecillia crawled off Ruby, sinking into the shadows to start her hunt for food.

Ruby sighed, Cecillia had been trying to get her to socialize more before all the strange events that brought them out here happened, and now it seemed she was jumping right back into those attempts. Well, she was right, she needed to eat. But that didn’t mean she went over right away as she watched Amalthea argue with her familiar before going over to Lachdonon and start talking to him. She felt like it would be awkward if she just went over there now and started talking to him so she waited a moment for a better opportunity.

Lach and Mia both paused in their eating while Thea went on her own tangent and didn’t answer him right away. After a moment Lach continued eating his food, while Mia watched and ate with interest...mostly because of the idea of chicken sounded great right now. And the scene was quite comical...reminding her of some of the times with Lachdonon.
When she finally answered him, he nodded. It made sense, fire and emotions going well together. However...he had a feeling the zen lessons didn't...quite stick. He smiled at the thought and sat up more when she stood up, and moved over to him. Surprised she decided to just sit back down next to him.
Mia had finished her food a bit ago… but was still slightly hungry. She hopped up onto Lachdonon’s shoulders and laid down across the span of them. Her tail twitching side to side as she got a closer look at Thea and more importantly….the chicken.

She mentioned he seemed comfortable outside and he nodded, “I’ve been out a few times you could say… with my father.” He wasn’t going to just tell people he snuck out of the walls. That stuff could get him killed by zealots.
He was shocked at her straightforwardness. But he appreciated it. He gave a genuine smile and said, “I tend to go against the mold as well…” Eurika smiling and in his arms flashed in his mind. Normally the Goddess of Earth and the God of lighting hated each other….yet he couldn’t resist her charm. Bringing himself back to the current conversations. “I’m all for making new friends. Especially cute redheaded ones.” He said with one of his mischievous charming grins.

Lach glanced over to Ruby once again and noticed she still didn’t have any food. He waved for her to come over as he got up and grabbed a bowl for her. “Ruby! Come on over I want to get to know you as well!” He walked back to his seat and sat down while still extending his hand towards her with the food. There was another seat next to him on his right.
For a minute, Ruby had went back to messing around with the shadows as she waited for a chance to join the others where they were sitting and she didn’t have to wait long. She looked up as Lachdonon called over to her again and felt herself blush a little as she realized that perhaps she should have just went over the first time, even if the timing would have been awkward. Wanting to fix this whole situation before she felt anymore embarrassment, Ruby picked herself up and went over to them, sitting down to the right of Lachdonon where there was room. “Um, thank you.” She said, not sure what to say at first as she took the bowl of food Lachdonon offered her. “I um, wish to get to know you all better as well. It’s good to know your teammates.” She said, knowing she was just echoing what Ka’ora had said just a little while ago but she was never the best at breaking the ice.

Lachdonon nodded and sat back slightly when he did, He sighed inwardly as he reached into his pouch and wrapped a blue silk ribbon unconsciously around his hand. He honestly wish he could be out here alone...searching for that beast, but now he had to play nice with the others and do the mission. It's not that he didn’t like the others...its just that he needed to take care of things.
But he put on a smile… what he had done for the last six months...more so again in the last two. He glanced to Ruby and asked, “Well?” He said with a well practiced smile. “What about you… have you been outside the walls yet besides today?”

Ruby stirred her soup a little as Lachdonon asked her if she had ever been outside the city. He seemed...uncomfortable. Whether that was to do the the surroundings or the reason they were here was something she couldn’t tell though. “No.” She answered concisely, “This is indeed my first time. I had been curious over the years about what it would be like out here though. After being told for so long that Haven was the safest place for us, I had expected it to be more...chaotic out here. But it seems almost peaceful.” Ruby sighed, “But I know that's just a facade when there are monsters out here. They are the reason we’re out here after all. But there's a part of me that hopes that maybe once we sort all of this out that perhaps...we won’t need to stay in the city as much?” She finished. She had tried to be careful with how she worded her thoughts. Just talk of going out beyond the walls could rile quite a few up. Besides, it would be up to the Gods more than anything.

Thea absently stroked Dart’s feathers as she listened to Ruby, she could understand what Ruby meant about it seeming peaceful. There was something refreshing about being outside and breathing the air which seemed fresher than that in the city.
“It would be nice if one day we didn’t have to stay in the city and could spread our wings. I’ve lost count of the times I have felt enclosed and wished for space and quiet even though I know most people are just grateful that the city is safe.” She grinned. “But then I have never been one for thinking like ‘most’ people.”
Dart snorted quietly. “Indeed. No one could ever say you are like everyone else. Unfortunately.”
“Oh hush.” Thea said fondly.
She looked at her now empty second bowl and debated getting a third but decided against it. She didn’t want to seem greedy to everyone else. She’d always had a very hearty appetite and Dart had often commented on how surprised he was that she didn’t weigh more than she did.
“Right, I’m off to get my own dinner. Don’t eat the whole stew while I’m gone.”Dart said pointedly before flapping his wings a few times and then lifting from his perch on her shoulder. He had winged away a few moments later.
“So.” Thea said looking at her two companions. “What do you think we’re likely to find out here? I mean monsters obviously but what sort of monster? I’m going to take a wild stab in the dark and guess you’ve seen some before.”She finished nodding at Lach.

Lach only nodded his head, finding it funny that these two have a similar thought process as him. He looked down and thought back, no one ever went outside the walls. None of these chosen had any real battle experience. Just training. Hell even the previous chosen had few and far inbetween that had actual battle experience. Just like Eurika…. If he was there maybe he could have saved her. Even though she was powerful, he could have protected her. He had countless battles outside the walls on his own, surely his experience would have been valuable...but the Gods, didn’t think so.
He was pulled out of his thoughts, his hand clutching the silk ribbon tightly when Thea asked a question. He looked to her and hesitated. He had been out a handful of times with his father any maybe one time did they encounter anything...and it was the undead. If he revealed more he could be caught in his lie.
“Undead really… usually this close to the wall there's not much here. Because the God’s power usually makes them keep their distance. However there is the Storm Reaver…” He said softly. As he then looked to the two and said, “Just don’t get separated from the group.”

Thea got the distinct feeling there was more that he wasn’t saying but didn’t push as it wasn’t her place to pry. Hell she didn’t care if he any of them had secrets as long as they didn’t risk her life she was happy to let them be. She nodded as he mentioned Undead, she’d heard that they were likely to encounter those. The Storm Reaver...she had of that too though not much except that it was deadly.
Not wanting to dwell on that she smiled wryly. “You mean wander off in an unknown wilderness and be a damsel in distress? Not likely. “
She glanced at the others gathered in various little groups and then looked back at Ruby and Lach. “So we seem to be an...interesting bunch. I sure wish I had gotten to know you all a bit better before being sent out here of course. Not sure why I didn’t to be honest though Karkand did keep me pretty busy.”
She chuckled slightly. “But then I took any excuse I had to work with him. If you knew my family you’d understand why.”
“Never did like your house.” Dart said from above as he landed on her shoulder. “Bloody cold if you ask me and the house isn’t much better.”

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

Soooooo who are we waiting on?

Essence of the World: Flesh Reborn [Adv. Roleplay]

Ashlyn Olivia Gauthier

NickName/Alias: Ash, Gauthier

Age: 25 Years Old

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Sub-Class: None

Description:

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Ashlyn can only be described as petite standing at five feet four and being outweighed by most who know her. She is however in very good shape physically and so has a toned and athletic build. She has reddish brown hair that she usually wears tied back in a pony tail or some other style that keeps it off her face. The only time she is ever seen with it down is when sleeping or rare occasions when forced to attend her families formal events. She is pale skinned, though not abnormally so, with an oval shaped face that has clear grey eyes and gently pointed chin.

She is much more a tomboy than a girly girl and is rarely seen in anything other than jeans and boots, she is fond of vest tops or shirts and usually pairs this with body warmers or a leather jacket. She has several holsters that she wears at all times, one on each shoulder, and one on her ankle. She has three tattoos one on her stomach around her belly button, one on her back and one on her left wrist. The only one usually seen is her wrist (words spiral around her wrist like she is wearing bracelets of them, the words are a viking prayer about Valhalla) She has no blemishes or birthmarks.

History: Ashlyn is the only child of Lawrence and Marie Gauthier, a powerhouse couple who run Gauthier Industries a Pharmaceutical giant with headquarters in Loom. As well as being wealthy business owners they are the latest in a long line of members of the Demon Hunters guild. The Gauthier family has been a respected member for generations and they always have at least one child join the guild.
The couple expected to have at least one son whom would continue this tradition but due to complications during Ashlyn's birth they were unable to have more children. Resigned to this they went ahead anyway and Ashlyn was raised from a young age with the knowledge and expectation of joining the guild.

Her education was second to none, with the best teachers money could buy, but Ashlyn turned out to be a difficult pupil. Whilst she did show interest in her studies of the supernatural and excelled at the physical aspects of her training she resented the pressure being put on her. This was exacerbated further by the fact that her parents were not the loving type and showed very little interest in her other than how well she performed. As she grew into her teenage years she began to rebel against the expectations they had, her family name and her studies. She went out of her way to make things difficult for her parents, drinking, doing drugs, getting into trouble with the law, anything that might make them angry. After all anger was better than nothing in her mind.

She completed secondary school barely passing her final exams, as she had spent as much time as possible playing truant. She was then given a mentor from the guild. An apprenticeship of sorts and it was this hunter that turned things around for Ashlyn. Michael was a seasoned hunter who was known for his preference for weaponry over magic. He was a gruff, taciturn man known to speak little preferring action over words. It was clear from the beginning that he did not want to be saddled with a spoilt rebellious teenager. They got off to a rocky start but after Ashlyn saved his life he saw past the surface. The two of them had been returning from an evening spent patrolling the city when they were attacked by a particularly nasty demon. Michael caught off guard fought it but was clearly not going to win, Ashlyn deliberately distracted the demon attacking it even though she had neither the skills or equipment to face such a powerful demon. But it gave Michael the opening he needed to finish the demon.

After this both changed, Michael saw in Ashlyn a kindred spirit and was determined to make her into the best hunter she could be and Ashlyn realised she wanted to be a hunter. She didn't like what demons did to people and wanted to help get rid of them but she also realised that she had a natural skill for this type of work. Michael continued to train Ashlyn and even once she was considered a hunter in her own right the pair would often work together on difficult hunts. Ashlyn has been a hunter for the past several years and is accepted amongst the guild as a skilled and resourceful hunter.

Abilities/Skills:

- Marksmanship: Is an excellent shot with most firearms, is known as one of the shots in the guild
- Firearms Training: Is knowledgeable on a variety of firearms including their maintenance and capabilities and is also adept at customising them to suit her needs
- Demon Lore: Has been given extensive knowledge on Demons including types, strengths, vulnerabilities and places they frequent. Also the most effective and efficient ways of eliminating them
- Martial Arts Training: Is well trained in several different martial arts. She knows that due to her size she has a distinct disadvantage in close combat as most opponents are bigger than she is and so has focused on Martial Arts that use an opponents size against them
- High Pain threshold: Has been taught how to handle pain without letting it incapacitate her and therefore can continue to fight/react even when injured
- Quick Thinking: Is quick at thinking on her feet and adept at improvising in unexpected situations, has a reputation for thinking outside of the box when needed
- Nimble: Has learned to make the most of her speed and agility in combat situations and is a very fast runner
- Observant: Is able to read body language and other cues and act accordingly
- City Savvy/Contacts: Knows the city's underbelly very well and can navigate it's dangerous places and people well. Has numerous contacts in various establishments throughout the city both upper class (through her family) criminals and working class.

Notable Belongings:

- 2 pistols in shoulder holsters

M9

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These are magically imbued to specifically harm Demons

- Shotgun in back holster

shotgun

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- Protective vest with two spare magazines for the M9's

Other:

- Ashlyn prefers to do her hunting from behind a gun and also believes in being prepared, as such she has numerous weapon caches throughout the city
- Ashlyn has cordial relations at best with her parents and refuses to use any of their money, she lives in a modest apartment and survives from her Guild money
- No one calls her Ashlyn as she is quick to ensure anyone she meets refers to her as Ash. Other hunters sometimes refer to her as Gauthier which she tolerates
- Likes Mills and Boon Romance Novels (keeps this secret)
- Likes old films especially science fiction
- She jogs daily