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Zagar navigated his slim figure though the usual diverse crowd of Freaks that occupy Gambits. The Witch Hunter had been in town for quite awhile, drawn to the unusal blasts of magical power that fluxuated thoughout the bar.
Sighing slightly, his thoughts were interuppted when he had to step around a rather bright flash of light, before continuing on to the counter.
Zagar
His dedication is such that he will travel far indeed if he thinks he can strike a meaningful blow against the forces of evil. For he is a Witch Hunter that is suspicious of taint within all things, with no qualms about killing innocents in his purging.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Seloc
Last seen at: Gambit's Bar
Groups
Description
Stats.
"These poor, simple folk - too fearful or too dull-witted to see the vulgarity and evil in their own midst. They wail and complain about my... uncompromising methods, but who among you can say that hanging half a village is a high price to pay for the assurance that corruption has been exposed and destroyed this day?" - Ernst Traugott, Templar Witch Hunter
Alias: Dread
Age: 38
Birth date: Unknown
Current Residence: Drifer
Birth Place: Middenheim
Hometown: Middenheim
Allegiance: None as of yet.
Belief/Religion: Agnostic
Titles/Honorifics:
Profession: Witch-Hunter.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sub-Race: Witch Hunter
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180lbs
Build: Slim
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green.
Skin: Human
Handedness: Ambidextrous.
Primary Outfit: Zagar's public attire is tall hat and dark coat that is considered the distinctive garb of the Witch Hunter. The coat is riddled with a countless number of hidden pockets and sleeves that contain a great deal of hidden weapons and traps.
Most Prized Possession (Material Value): His pistol.
Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): Most likely his tall hat and coat, for many consider it be part of the unofficial uniform of the Witch-hunters.
Personality
Goals: To serve mankind by dispatching as many unholy beasts that his natural life would allow.
Least Outspoken About: His past
Most Outspoken About: His profession.
Vernacular: Southern
Mannerisms: Quiet, Rude.
Psychological Condition: Extremely hostile to any creature he deems a 'threat to humanity'.
Morals: He is considered be a surly and suspicious character with no qualms about killing innocents, so long as he also manage to slay the guilty, which means his appearance is often regarded with dread by the common folk.
Relationships: None.
Family: Unknown
Relatives: None
Friends: None
Acquaintances: None
Catchphrase: “Wel'p suppose the other thing to do know is kill ya. "
[size=120] Techniques:
Offensive:
Split-shot.
Usage Cost: One less round.
Description: The Witch Hunter uses his blade to split his own bullet immediately after the round exits the barrel. This attack is rather difficult to master because of the skill needed to properly split the bullet towards the user's intended targets.
Blessed Shell.
Usage Cost: One less round.
Description: Zagar simply fires a hollow shell, created from pure sliver and inscribed with thousands of holy markings. Contained within the shell is a small amount of Blessed Acid, which slowly eats it way though the target's body upon impact.
Blood Shot.
Usage Cost: The Witch Hunter's blood.
Description: The pistol painfully harvests the Magic Dispelling blood running though the hand it is held in, and fires a single shot of Anti-Magical blood towards an enemy.
Defensive:
Round-Split
Usage Cost: None
Description: Using his extreme dexterity, the Witch-Hunter can match the swing of his blade with an incoming projectile, effectively splitting it in half. Because of the possibility of human fault, this defensive technique is only used as a last resort. (A skilled Witch-hunter could also use this ability in conjunction with the Split-Shot.)
Round-Deflect
Usage Cost: None
Description: A more advanced version of the Round-Split. The Witch-Hunter uses his extreme dexterity, to match the swing of his blade with an incoming projectile. Rather then slicing the projectile in half, the Witch-hunter would gently apply a small bit of pressure to the projectile's underside. Once contact has been made with the projectile, the Witch-Hunter would either bat the bullet away, or pivot his body with the blade still touching the bullet. Creating a Bullet-Roll.
Bullet-Roll.
Usage Cost: At least one hostile bullet.
Description: Following though with the pivot created by the Round-Deflect, the Witch-Hunter would continue to with roll the bullet's energy. The end result is the forced guiding of the rolling bullet's path.
Sword Breaker.
Usage Cost: Endurance, (The drain my vary, considering how large the attacking target is.)
Description: A perfect example of the With-Hunter's philosophy of "The best Defense is Offense" The Sword Breaker is a defensive technique that is effective against a sword wielding opponent. Rather then deflecting or dodging an incoming strike, the Witch Hunter would drive the tip of his blade towards the threat. Gathering his normally slim knowledge of the magic arts, the Witch Hunter would form an extremely dense magical barrier a few centimeters around both the tip and the upper part of the blade. The resulting strike between the Witch-Hunter and his Opponent usually ends with the Opponent's blade being pierced or shattered.
Mana Dispel
Usage Cost: The Witch-Hunter's Blood.
Description: There is always a time when a Witch hunter is faced with a powerful practitioner of the Arcane arts. Therefor each and every Witch Hunter grows though a set of grueling hazing challenges and magical infusion that
transforms a Witch Hunter's own blood into an Anti-Magic weapon.
This technique is a simple one, starting with the Witch Hunter gathering blood from either a self inflicted or already open wound. The blood would either be coated over his weapon or inscribed into the ground to create an Anti-Magic barrier.
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"These poor, simple folk - too fearful or too dull-witted to see the vulgarity and evil in their own midst. They wail and complain about my... uncompromising methods, but who among you can say that hanging half a village is a high price to pay for the assurance that corruption has been exposed and destroyed this day?" - Ernst Traugott, Templar Witch Hunter
Alias: Dread
Age: 38
Birth date: Unknown
Current Residence: Drifer
Birth Place: Middenheim
Hometown: Middenheim
Allegiance: None as of yet.
Belief/Religion: Agnostic
Titles/Honorifics:
Profession: Witch-Hunter.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sub-Race: Witch Hunter
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180lbs
Build: Slim
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green.
Skin: Human
Handedness: Ambidextrous.
Primary Outfit: Zagar's public attire is tall hat and dark coat that is considered the distinctive garb of the Witch Hunter. The coat is riddled with a countless number of hidden pockets and sleeves that contain a great deal of hidden weapons and traps.
Most Prized Possession (Material Value): His pistol.
Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): Most likely his tall hat and coat, for many consider it be part of the unofficial uniform of the Witch-hunters.
Personality
Goals: To serve mankind by dispatching as many unholy beasts that his natural life would allow.
Least Outspoken About: His past
Most Outspoken About: His profession.
Vernacular: Southern
Mannerisms: Quiet, Rude.
Psychological Condition: Extremely hostile to any creature he deems a 'threat to humanity'.
Morals: He is considered be a surly and suspicious character with no qualms about killing innocents, so long as he also manage to slay the guilty, which means his appearance is often regarded with dread by the common folk.
Relationships: None.
Family: Unknown
Relatives: None
Friends: None
Acquaintances: None
Catchphrase: “Wel'p suppose the other thing to do know is kill ya. "
[size=120] Techniques:
Offensive:
Split-shot.
Usage Cost: One less round.
Description: The Witch Hunter uses his blade to split his own bullet immediately after the round exits the barrel. This attack is rather difficult to master because of the skill needed to properly split the bullet towards the user's intended targets.
Blessed Shell.
Usage Cost: One less round.
Description: Zagar simply fires a hollow shell, created from pure sliver and inscribed with thousands of holy markings. Contained within the shell is a small amount of Blessed Acid, which slowly eats it way though the target's body upon impact.
Blood Shot.
Usage Cost: The Witch Hunter's blood.
Description: The pistol painfully harvests the Magic Dispelling blood running though the hand it is held in, and fires a single shot of Anti-Magical blood towards an enemy.
Defensive:
Round-Split
Usage Cost: None
Description: Using his extreme dexterity, the Witch-Hunter can match the swing of his blade with an incoming projectile, effectively splitting it in half. Because of the possibility of human fault, this defensive technique is only used as a last resort. (A skilled Witch-hunter could also use this ability in conjunction with the Split-Shot.)
Round-Deflect
Usage Cost: None
Description: A more advanced version of the Round-Split. The Witch-Hunter uses his extreme dexterity, to match the swing of his blade with an incoming projectile. Rather then slicing the projectile in half, the Witch-hunter would gently apply a small bit of pressure to the projectile's underside. Once contact has been made with the projectile, the Witch-Hunter would either bat the bullet away, or pivot his body with the blade still touching the bullet. Creating a Bullet-Roll.
Bullet-Roll.
Usage Cost: At least one hostile bullet.
Description: Following though with the pivot created by the Round-Deflect, the Witch-Hunter would continue to with roll the bullet's energy. The end result is the forced guiding of the rolling bullet's path.
Sword Breaker.
Usage Cost: Endurance, (The drain my vary, considering how large the attacking target is.)
Description: A perfect example of the With-Hunter's philosophy of "The best Defense is Offense" The Sword Breaker is a defensive technique that is effective against a sword wielding opponent. Rather then deflecting or dodging an incoming strike, the Witch Hunter would drive the tip of his blade towards the threat. Gathering his normally slim knowledge of the magic arts, the Witch Hunter would form an extremely dense magical barrier a few centimeters around both the tip and the upper part of the blade. The resulting strike between the Witch-Hunter and his Opponent usually ends with the Opponent's blade being pierced or shattered.
Mana Dispel
Usage Cost: The Witch-Hunter's Blood.
Description: There is always a time when a Witch hunter is faced with a powerful practitioner of the Arcane arts. Therefor each and every Witch Hunter grows though a set of grueling hazing challenges and magical infusion that
transforms a Witch Hunter's own blood into an Anti-Magic weapon.
This technique is a simple one, starting with the Witch Hunter gathering blood from either a self inflicted or already open wound. The blood would either be coated over his weapon or inscribed into the ground to create an Anti-Magic barrier.
Zagar's Story
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Zagar 's metal heels clicked loudly against the worn wooden floor as he shuffled across the bar. Like many other creatures that reside in Gambits, The Witch Hunter was drawn back to this Godforsaken establishment. He told himself that this place was unnatural, and his presence here was needed in case the taint of Chaos finally decided to show itself. "Mmm."
"My name is Elante Vadrillion, I am a journeyman mage of the Celestian Academy" The Mage's words caught Zagar's attention, and he would allow a split-second glance leftwards at Elante and his party before seating himself at the bar.
"My name is Elante Vadrillion, I am a journeyman mage of the Celestian Academy" The Mage's words caught Zagar's attention, and he would allow a split-second glance leftwards at Elante and his party before seating himself at the bar.
navigated his slim figure though the usual diverse crowd of Freaks that occupy Gambits. Ah Gambits, the very cesspit of the multiverse; A tear in the boundaries between universes, a strangely marvelous occurrence..And someone builds a bar on top of it.The Witch Hunter had been in town for quite awhile, drawn to the unusal blasts of magical power that fluxuated thoughout the bar.
Sighing slightly, his thoughts were interuppted when he had to step around a rather bright flash of light, before continuing on to the counter.
Sighing slightly, his thoughts were interuppted when he had to step around a rather bright flash of light, before continuing on to the counter.
Zagar Zagar hated this place; Hated the impure smell of alien and monster, hated the idea of granting 'rights' to blood suckers, hated the fact that some of these freaks believe that a key is a proper substitute for a sword. But..just because he hates these creatures doesn't mean that they are necessary chaotic in nature, and therefore spared from the bite of his blade.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
Zagar 's eyes instinctively darted leftward at the sound of approaching footsteps, and his fingers lazily slipping around the cool material of the recently delivered shot glass. The Witch-hunter loathed the taste of alcohol, and personally found it's very nature as a source of the chaos and corruption he was sworn to destroy. Alas, the whiskey was necessary to cover his presence at the bar. A fully armed man dressed as a old fashioned rouge of some sort would bound to catch someone's attention if he was simply sitting at a bar empty handed.
Zagar had his attention split between the armored man breaking his drinking glass, and the confrontation between the floating cat and the half naked pale thing. The half naked this was obviously a mind reader, due to the interactions between him and the human woman he was harassing. While the man breaking his glass was currently an unknown, and only his proximity to the Witch-hunter was the only cause for interest.
"I never considered barging into another's mind a particularly 'polite' thing to do, barging into their business and all that." Zagar grumbled, sparing Geraruto a single glance over the top of his glass. "I'd suggest that you'd keep on moving and leave the two to their business." The Witch-hunter finished with a slight Southern draw, and he lazily followed up his 'suggestion' with a slip of the piss colored whiskey.
Normally, Zager tended to avoid other people's business but this thing was annoying him..And he wasn't in the mood to deal with this constant jabbering all day.
"I never considered barging into another's mind a particularly 'polite' thing to do, barging into their business and all that." Zagar grumbled, sparing Geraruto a single glance over the top of his glass. "I'd suggest that you'd keep on moving and leave the two to their business." The Witch-hunter finished with a slight Southern draw, and he lazily followed up his 'suggestion' with a slip of the piss colored whiskey.
Normally, Zager tended to avoid other people's business but this thing was annoying him..And he wasn't in the mood to deal with this constant jabbering all day.
Zagar raised a brow over the glass of piss colored whiskey, and allowed himself a small slip of the foul liquid before replying. "Interesting way of making friends." The Witch hunter scoffed before dividing his attention towards the hapless woman caught in the middle of all this.
"You ain't from around here, are ya?" Zagar's tone was friendly enough, but he hardly offered the woman more then a fleeting glance before indicating towards the stool next to him. "If want a way out of this mess, then you can just sit down and this'll be over soon."
"You ain't from around here, are ya?" Zagar's tone was friendly enough, but he hardly offered the woman more then a fleeting glance before indicating towards the stool next to him. "If want a way out of this mess, then you can just sit down and this'll be over soon."
Zagar navigated his slim figure though the usual diverse crowd of Freaks that occupy Gambits. Ah Gambits, the very cesspit of the multiverse; A tear in the boundaries between universes, a strangely marvelous occurrence..And someone builds a bar on top of it..
The Witch Hunter had been in town for quite awhile, drawn to the unusual blasts of magical power that fluctuated throughout the bar.
Ah Gambits....Zagar hated this place; Hated the impure smell of alien and monster, hated the idea of granting 'rights' to blood suckers, hated the fact that some of these freaks believe that a key is a proper substitute for a sword. But..just because he hates these creatures doesn't mean that they are necessary chaotic in nature, and therefore spared from the bite of his blade.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
The Witch Hunter had been in town for quite awhile, drawn to the unusual blasts of magical power that fluctuated throughout the bar.
Ah Gambits....Zagar hated this place; Hated the impure smell of alien and monster, hated the idea of granting 'rights' to blood suckers, hated the fact that some of these freaks believe that a key is a proper substitute for a sword. But..just because he hates these creatures doesn't mean that they are necessary chaotic in nature, and therefore spared from the bite of his blade.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
Zagar navigated his slim figure though the usual diverse crowd of Freaks that normally occupy Gambits...Gambits, the very cesspit of the multiverse; A tear in the boundaries between universes, a strangely marvelous occurrence, an extremely rare event..And someone builds a bar on top of it. The Witch Hunter bemused internally, as he calmly stepped around something that looks like a cross between a man and a puddle.
Ah Gambits....Zagar hated this place; Hated the impure smell of alien and monster, hated the idea of granting 'rights' to blood suckers, hated the fact that some of these freaks believe that a key is a proper substitute for a sword. But..just because he hates these creatures doesn't mean that they are necessary chaotic in nature, and therefore spared from the bite of his blade.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
Ah Gambits....Zagar hated this place; Hated the impure smell of alien and monster, hated the idea of granting 'rights' to blood suckers, hated the fact that some of these freaks believe that a key is a proper substitute for a sword. But..just because he hates these creatures doesn't mean that they are necessary chaotic in nature, and therefore spared from the bite of his blade.
Sighing under his breath the Witch-hunter slowly sat himself at the bar counter, vaguely aware of a floating cat conversing with some ridiculously dressed woman. "Just another day" The Witch-hunter grumbled under his breath, before tapping on the bar for a round of whiskey.
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