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Elloit
A Witch Hunter who has been declared Extremis Diabolus by his own best friend due to his being a half-vampire.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by elloit
Description
He wears a floor length brown leather trenchcoat, beneath which are a pair of brown trousers and an off-white cotton shirt. On his head he wears a wide-brimmed, tall peaked hat- a sign of his profession, which also helps to slightly conceal his face, which is heavily scarred. His eyes are a piercing flint, and his short hair is dark brown. He wears sturdy knee-length leather boots, and his hands are similarly gloved, with hisforearms protected by metal braces. Buckled over the outside of the coat is a section of plate armour, which covers his chest and back. Dozens of religious icons hang from chains around his neck, along with a bandolier of stakes and crosses. Holstered at his waist are two pistols, along with a rapier and pouches containing various other holy items. His whole body is dotted with purity seals which tell of his deeds, accomplishments, and purity. His skin is deathly pale, however, and he burns in natural sunlight much more easily than "normal" humans...
Personality
As a Witch Hunter, he is used to being disliked and feared by a lot of people. It is no surprise, then, that he cherishes all of his friends dearly. Needless to say that when one of those friends betrayed him, it caused some emotional damage. He is no longer the happy, enthusiastic and eager person he used to be. Instead he is constantly wary, suspicious, and mistrusting. He still wishes to make friends, but the fact that he is so cagey and sceptical is a slight hindrance. He also thirsts for blood, thanks to his half-vampire nature, though he is not undying, and still needs to drink and eat normally, unlike "true" vampires. On the plus side though, he can still go out in the sun, which is an advantage over those "true" undead. He also has access to some fairly basic psychic techniques.
Equipment
Two Flintlock pistols, plus bags of blessed silver ammunition. A silver rapier, again blessed, along with numerous stakes and holy icons. A vial of holy water, the ground bones of Saint Edgar, and his most prized possession of all- one of the great Holy Hand Grenades.
History
At age 12 he was chosen to become a Witch Hunter, and consequently removed from his parents and sent to a secluded monastery, where he would be trained in the art of combatting the most foul creatures imaginable. At the age of 15 he graduated, quickly rising to prominence as someone who could learn quickly, and never let his faith falter. He served for 10 years, during the course of which he successfully caught and burned thousands of heretics, and defeated numerous Demons and oher such creatures. His distinguished record was recognised by a number of religious leaders, who all agreed on what a credit he was to organised faith. Then, 3 months later, it happened. He was attacked and bitten by a group of vampires. Though he fought back and managed to vanquish them, the damage was done. Though he had not been converted to a "true" vampire, enough of his blood had been drunk and replaced to make him a half-blood. Not knowing where to turn for this, he went to his best friend for help. Horrified that Elloit had allowed this to happen to himself, the supposed friend declared him Extremis Diabolus, an enemy of the Witch Hunters. Now he is no longer welcome amongst the only world he has ever known, and on the run from his former colleagues. Despite this turn of events, he refuses to bow to his would-be masters amongst the vampire population, instead working freelance for whoever will pay. Of course, he still takes on all manner of awful creatures because he feels it is his duty, but he is much less caring as to whether or not something is "evil", when he himself is an abomination in his own eyes.
So begins...
Elloit's Story
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"Sorry Nadi, but I have to go now, there are some matters I must attend to." He really didn't want to leave, but he knew that if he didn't feed, then the vampiric side would nly grow stronger. He noticed Nadja and walked over to her quickly "I know our conversation earlier was cut short, and I want to continue it, but I need to go and feed. Please, watch over the child for me while I'm gone. I promise that we'll talk more the next chance I get." He hoped that Nadja could see the genuine emotion within him- he felt like he was slowly winning his humanity back. Unable to wait for a reply, he walked unsteadily over to the door, though any onlookers would assume it was because he was drunk. As he reached the door, his eyes changed from flint grey to a dark red. The vampire half was in control now, and it was intent on dinner. With one last glance at Nadiyya he flung open the door and sprinted away, on the prowl for his next meal...
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sorry Horo I'm off. Cya some other time. and Contagious- our conversation WILL be continued :P
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Elloit Walks slowly into the bar, deep in thought. For some reason there were gaps in his memory, covering roughly the same time period for the last couple of days. He wasn't sure what was causing it though, he hadn't really been drinking all that much so far as he could remember. Well, he might as well just stick with the routine while he tried to think this through. Walking slowly over to the bar, he grabbed a stool and ordered a water. He wasn't going to have anything alcoholic just yet. Not until he was done thinking, or someone decided to interrupt his thoughts...
Elloit Moved next to Nadja. She looked a bit vacant for him to make good on his promise for more conversation right now, perhaps later. "Thankyou for watching the child for me yesterday. I didn't mean to burden you but I wasn't sure who else I could possibly trust." He then further added to his apology by paying for her drinks for her. He really didn't mean to leave the child with her, it would have most likely made her feel worse about not being able to have one herself, but when he had to feed, he had to feed. If he didn't, bad things tended to happen, and this bar was the scene of enough incidents as it was.
Elloit Laughed a little at Nadja's comment about Nadiyya being something more than an ordinary boy. Damn she was quick off the mark. "There may indeed be a bit more to him than you realise." He knew he had to be careful, he didn't want to give away Nadiyya's secret, it was how such things became popular knowledge. "Things have been...difficult, to say the least. It has been a steep learning curve, but also a good turn of events, I think. You see it turns out that I hold no authority here, so I have no reason to carry out my work. This means that I have a chance to start over, to redeem myself!" He was genuinely pleased about this. Talking to a few of the patrons had shown him just how wrong his judgements had been, for the most part at least. "However, I still bear my curse, so it is not all smiles and happiness..." Then, after a brief pause "How are things with you? You look a little distracted?"
Elloit Laughed further "Yes, I think I've gotten much better at smiling these past few days. When I first arrived, I practically was unable to, but you'd be surprised how quickly you pick these things up." Then he grimaced slightly, just for a second, as he remembered how he had first met the kid, though his voice remained light. "You think you scared the child with juice? She almost had a heart attack just when I mentioned what I do- used to do", he hurriedly corrected himself, "as part of my work. Definitely a jumpy one, its a surprise he's able to come in here at all!" He suspected she might be probing him for more information on the girl's true identity, but he wasn't going to give it, not unless he absolutely had to.
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"Kill you!? Of course not! Not that I'm trying to be a bastard about this, but if you're going to die in, what? 225 days?, then even if I wanted to I probably wouldn't bother. Besides, I think you need to try to enjoy the life you have left, rather than spending all your time in this place." He indicated the bar with a sweep of his hand. Then his voice became distant as he stared vacantly at the table "I...I refuse to drink from a living being. It would mean that I had finally lost control of my condition. If that happened, then I'm not sure what I would do. Not to mention, that the blood of a living creature would significantly strengthen my vampire half, perhaps enough for it to start taking control." What he didn't mention was that the presence of other vampire's also strengthened it, and that these last few days had taken a more significant toll than he was willing to admit...
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"I had kind of guessed you were going to...but, I really can't accept. Its just against my principles, if nothing else." Damn it, he thought, cathcing the look in her eyes, I really shouldn't have mentioned how long she had left. "I take it you've still had no luck then?" He asked, before ordering an ale, and once again paying for Nadja's drink, this time out of guilt for bringing up the subject of her sacrifice.
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"Ummm...Hi...Shadow..." He said a little uncertainly, taking the paw that was offered. He was already aware that the wolf could talk, but it was still strange for him not to be trying to kill it. Back in his own plane, there were wolves far larger and more deadly than Shadow, and they were being constantly hunted by the human population. Time to see just how tolerant I've become over the course of three days, he thought to himself. Turning back to Nadja, he replied "That's good to hear. If I'm perfectly honest, I couldn't quite picture you just laying down to be sacrificed without at least a little bit of a fight."
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"I don't blame you. In all my years as a Witch Hunter only five people accepted the pyre with open arms. Five, out of thousands. Just know that when the time comes, you have my aid, should you require it." He wasn't entirely sure what that would actually mean, but, well, hunting Witches was what he was good at. Surely this Sisterhood couldn't be that tough?
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Elloit Looked up, his reverie of the last few moments broken. "No, they would not. Because if it comes to that, I will tear down their entire order, a piece at a time. Should that fail, then I would at least give you both the peace you would deserve." He was adamant that violence was going to prove the only way to solve this. Though admittedly his experiences were somewhat biased, the Witch Hunters going about their work in what was likely a much more direct manner than the Sisterhood.
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"But that is just it, Shadow, what if they do not submit? What would you both do then? And Nadja, you cannot just run away, if you know that they will only come searching for you again. I know that life, you do not want to be hunted like an animal. The only option I can see left to you is a "fight or flight" kind of response." He ordered 4 more drinks for himself. This conversation was not helping his mood...
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Watched Kiyo slap Railynn, and at first did nothing. Then he remembered Nadiyya, and the situation she had been in. Maybe this wasn't so different? Either way, when the man leaned in threatening to kill her, he drew the line. Standing up, he walked calmly over to Kiyo, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, calm down. There's no need for that." Behind his back he had already drawn and primed one of his flintlock pistols, just in case.
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"Mate, I think you've had too much to drink. Why not go take a walk?" Then he replied over his shoulder "I am not putting this away until something gets resolved. Until it is, I am probably the closest thing to ANY kind of law enforcement in this bar. Usually, there's none."
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Things were getting out of hand. More and more people were being drawn in to the conflict. He had not planned for this. Turning to Cailan, he replied, "There's plenty of tension here. But I don't think any of us need a drink right now.", then, to Iante "No. I just said, the weapon goes away when we all stand down!" He was a little shocked by Lynn's sudden materialisation, but that was what it was. At least she wasn't threatening him.
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"Please, calm down Sir. I'm sure we can resolve this peacefully." He said to Kiyo. Then to Cailan "Listen, mate, I don't drink tea, and even if I did, I'm not having any until this lady is safe." He gestured to Railynn. Please, Gods, may it not come to violence. He wasn't sure what holy water would do to the people gathered around him. He could tell it would be highly unpleasant for the "dark twin", at least...
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Pulled his other pistol, aiming it behind him in response to Iante. "Yes, we should all move away, but I don't take a step until this twat is a good few feet back." He said coldly, the comment clearly aimed at Kiyo. Hmm, he had two shots, then it would be down to the sword and the water. It probably wouldn't be enough for all the people around him. Once again, he prayed for this to end peacefully.
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Bastard sorcerer. Just when he was regaining his trust of magic dabblers, one of them went and did this. Now he hoped for violence, his mood having darkened considerably. He tried to break through the barrier, but was unable to. Luckily all Witch Hunters have a strong natural immunity to magic, so the calming spell would have no effecct on him whatsoever...
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Elloit Saw Lynn go to her twin, a concerned look on her face. "Warlock!" he spat "What did you do? Drop this barrier now, or I swear I'll have a pyre set up especially for you!" It was funny how quickly one forgot all of one's promises and reverted to their old ways in the heat of the moment.
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"Trust me, things will be worse for you if you don't lower them. Right now. You have my word that no harm will come to anyone if you do so." He holstered both pistols to show he was serious. If the warlock posing as a dancer didn't drop the shield, then he would attempt to break out. He had an idea that might work...
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