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Belias Do'Lantul

Samurai remnant of a long-lost clan. Related to Jerico, indirectly.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Jerico Do'Lantul

Description

Always wears a rather expensive white shirt. Long-sleeved and carefully sewn from expensive silks and other cloths, frilled and puffed at the neck. The chest is covered by a more robust vest, brown in color and made from more sturdy material, made to be both light and protective. Intricate designs adorn it on all sides. Beneath the vest is a plate that expands up and around his throat as well as down and nearly extends beyond his waist. This plate is thin and lightweight, but made from a series of alloys heated and tempured to be next to impenetrable. It is suggested that it is the same alloy used to create the Do'Lantul's blades, which are roumored to be unbreakable, and resisstant to dulling. His pants are, comparitively, unremarkable, fashioned from leather in some places, but jointed with ordinary cloth for maximum mobility. He wears no gloves, but keeps a pair tucked into his back pocket, which are always clearly visible from the back. These are black, in color, and reinforced with thick leather on the insides of the fingers.

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Personality

Your typical self-centered egomaniac. Claims to be a mercenary, but rarely accepts any jobs, as they are, almost, all "beneath him". What jobs he DOES accept do not come cheap. Proclaims himself the greatest shot of all time, as well as unrivaled in swordsmanship. Though he was born and raised within the Do'Lantul clan, he failed to take upon himself the same virtues of Bushido as Jerico has. In spite of their close proximity, Jerico and Belias have yet to meet since their clan was all but wiped out. As a result, they each believe themselves to be the last of the clan.

Equipment

Carries a rifle of strange, outlandish design. This rifle fires only once before needing to be reloaded, and fires special rounds, which only Belias seems to carry in abundance. These rounds are of a large, heavy caliber, and explode upon impact, though only enough to affect his intended target. To date, he has never missed, or so he claims. He also carries a katana of similar design to Jerico's, and made from the same metals and techniques. As a result, it is considered unbreakable, though the edge will dull if struck by a hard surface enough times. It is incredibly dificult to sharpen this blade, due to it's resiliant nature and resisstance to manipulation. He is also known to carry a small revolver somewhere on his person, though its location will change from time to time. Carries several small pills made from the same herbs and other ingredients as Jerico's whiskey, alcohol and all. Upon consumption, this pill will not only restore energy and invigorate, but stimulates one's marrow to increase blood-production for a short time; excellent for use after battle to speed recovery.

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History

Never took to the creeds and virtures of Bushido, the cornerstone of the Do'Lantul clan's heritage. He was the only members of the Do'Lantul to flee the homeland as it came under attack and, as a result, was the only member not present for the following battle, leaving him as the sole survivor of the Do'Lantul, save for Jerico. Before he left, Belias managed to take with him the formula for the Do'Lantul's whiskey, which blended together several herbs and other ingredients to create a restorative concoction. He became a mercenary, using his considerable skills in both marksmanship and swordsmanship to become infamous. He has come, now, to Wing City, to kick back and relax, for a change. Little does he know, his past may yet come back to haunt him, in the form of Jerico, the only other survivor of the Do'Lantul clan.

Somewhere during one of his greater exploits, he met the fairy, Selena, who, for whatever reason, decided to come along with him on his adventures. She is a bit more whimsical than Belias, and devious in nature, often making lewd comments in spite of Belias' attempts to keep the conversation civil. She also has the ability to heal wounds, making her an incalculably valluable ally, to Belias. Ultimately, they are loyal to one another, though they will often claim otherwise.

So begins...

Belias Do'Lantul's Story

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Belias Do'Lantul blows into the room through the front entryway, which crashes against the wall from the force of impact by his boot, which is still in mid-kick. He sets his foot down as he strides forward, taking the time to survey the bar and it's patrons. A small figure, obscured by a yellow light, flits over his shoulder, hovering by the man's ear as it speaks, it's voice that of a woman, both silky smooth as it is devious, in nature. "Really, you -always- make suck a fuss, no matter where you go. It makes me wonder whether or not you're.. compensating for something." The man replies without turning his head, his gaze still drifting around the bar, lazily. His is a more laidback voice, a light English accent giving his words a melodic undertone. "That, my dear, is for me to know, and for you to find out."

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*such a fuss

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Belias Do'Lantul locks eyes with Claw as he turns his attention upon him. A light-hearted smile takes to his features as he impulsively makes his way towards whatever dingy section Claw happens to be inhabiting. His rifle, which is strapped to his back, makes a variety of metalic noices and other ruckus as he bows his head. "Evening, friend. I was wondering if you might be familiar with this.. this city, or whatever you call it." The fairy, for it was, indeed, a fairy, flutters nearby, it's slender figure more distinguished, up close.

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Belias Do'Lantul bows again, deeply, this time, though it appears to be in a whimsical, sarcastic, albeit friendly, manner. "Ah, a pleasure, and a fortunate turn of events to meet you, then, my good man. The name's Belias, by the by." The fairy curtsies in mid-air, floating slightly closer as she chimes in. "I'm Selena.. the better half." Belias waves his hand, dismissively, though is unable to connect with Selena as she hovers higher in the air with a mischeivious laugh. "Off with you, wench." He sighs with a slight grin on his face. "You'll have to excuse her. Free spirit, that one."

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Belias Do'Lantul flops down in a nearby seat ungracefully, the chair tipping to one side and complaining loudly as it threatens to break. "Anyway.. I need to know what kind of work I can expect to find, here. Also, what's the deal with.. shall we say, domestic substances?"

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Belias Do'Lantul turns his head to one side as Selena hovers back down over his shoulder. "We aren't about to get involved with illegal drugs.. I simply refuse." Should one watch closely, one would be able to see Selena's body turn from him, arms crossed and face upturned. "What are you going on about, now, woman? It's only illegal if you're caught, anyway, and.. well, you know." Selena remains as she is, letting out a pouting "Humph!" as Belias shakes his head, turning back to Claw. "Again.. my appologies."

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Belias Do'Lantul appears within the front entrance as the door flies inward rapidly, slamming into the nearby wall with a loud, resounding "whump!". Still in mid-kick, Belias lowers his leg, setting his boot down on the hardwood floor as he glances around the room. A small figure appears from behind him, fluttering up over his shoulder. It's voice is that of a woman, as silky smooth as it is deviant, in nature, it's body obscured by a glowing orange light. "Really, must you -always- cause such a fuss wherever you go? It makes one wonder whether or not you're.. compensating for something." Belias doesn't turn as he responds, his gaze still moving from one patron to the next. His voice was calming to hear, and had a light English accent, granting his words a sort of melodic quality. "That, my dear, is for me to know, and for you to find out."

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A man with features akin to some sort of demon was beset by a kitten, which held fast to one of his arm by it's claws, while a woman stood to one side and seemed to be just watching. Meanwhile, a man seemed to be offering his blood to a vampire as some kind of peace offering, an act Belias would recommend against, personally, but to each their own.

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Belias Do'Lantul sighs softly to himself. "We always seem to come across the strangest scenes." The fairy, for it was, indeed, a fairy, hovers in front of his face as she speaks. "I would think you were used to it, by now."

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Belias Do'Lantul raises an eyebrow and rubs his chin as he hears Dante mention that someone would die. This could be the opportunity he was looking for. In a few long stride, he would come up alongside the table where Dante and his friend were situated. Without a moment's hesitation, he taps Dante on the shoulder, lightly, before skirting to his left into the man's field of vision. "Pardon me, but I couldn't help but hear.. that you might be wanting someone dead?" The small fairy follows swiftly behind him, huffing slightly at being forgotten, momentarily and coming to a rest on his shoulder. Were someone to look closely, they could make out her petite figure amidst the orange glow.

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*a few long strides

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Belias Do'Lantul turns his attentions to Cliya imediately following her outburst. "My, my, how rude of me." He bows slightly towards her. "My appologies, miss.. may I join you?"

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Belias Do'Lantul turns back to the man as he flops down in a nearby seat rather ungracefully. "Perhaps.. you could decide when this man were to die, as opposed to waiting however many days. It seemed as though you weren't certain, at best, whether or not he would die.." The fairy flutters down from his shoulder and lands softly on the table before them. "Sounds to me like the little lady wouldn't like that plan." Belias waves her comment away, not offering a responce.

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*whether or not he would die at all..

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(*goes AFK for a minute*)

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Belias Do'Lantul smiles softly, his voice dropping down to a whisper. "Well, don't you want to be sure..?" The fairy leaves her spot on the table, fluttering close to Cliya. At this close proximity, she would be able to make out the small woman's features, somewhat, assuming she could withstand the orange glow radiating from her as the fairy crosses her arms, placing her head in one of her hands. "You seem rather down in the dumps, love. What ever could be the matter?" As though she didn't already know. Humans were such queer creatures, and she always enjoyed getting an emotional responce from them.

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Belias Do'Lantul leans back in his seat, smile still intact. "So you -do- wish him to live. Well, then, I've read this scenario all wrong.' He looks between him and Cliya before spotting the fairy. "Selena. Leave her alone, would you? Honestly." The fairy, Selena, turns from Cliya, then uttering a small, indignant "Humph!" Before floating upward, towards the rafters. Belias chuckles, quietly. "My appologies. Selena tends to.. toy with people's emotions whenever she can find the time. I am Belias, by the by, in case you were wondering. If you don't mind me asking, just what sort of supposed danger will your.. mutual aquaintence be finding himself in, anyhow?"

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Belias Do'Lantul sudenly changes in demanor at the mention of Jerico. His smile vanishes, and he suddenly seems less sure of his surroundings as he sits forward in his seat akwardly. "This.. this man, you say. You say his name was Jerico?" Selena, from the rafters, leans over the edge of the beam she was currently on, having heard his voice. Belias never stammered, never faltered in his conviction, and most certainly was never caught off-guard. Something was wrong.

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Belias Do'Lantul leans back in his seat, then, his eyes dropping to the table in front of him. He was certainly shaken by what the man had just said. "Jerico.. Do'Lantul. Could it really be him..?" His voice was faint, and would only be heard should anyone pay close attention to it. Selena would drop from the rafters, free-falling down to the table and hovering to slow just before landing on Belias' shoulder. The glow aroun dher would obscure her, for the most part, but Belias would be able to see her quizzical countenance. She didn't say anything, however.

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Belias Do'Lantul shakes his head. "After all this time.." he looks between the other two sitting at teh table, then turns back to look towards the bar. "Who else needs a drink?"

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