Characters added after their first IC Post.
Enora Léon
9-6-4-7-4
1x Utility belt with holsters for a variety of tools and weapons (empty)
1x Pair of black weighted knuckle gloves
1x Pair of black steel toed military boots
1x Canteen full of water
1x Small canvas bag with hygiene products
5x Sets of Lingerie (in small canvas bag)
1x first aid kit (in small canvas bag)
1x Military uniform with kevlar padding over critical organs
1x pair of military knee pads
1x pair of military elbow pads
2x utility knuckle knives
1x Pair of black weighted knuckle gloves
1x Pair of black steel toed military boots
1x Canteen full of water
1x Small canvas bag with hygiene products
5x Sets of Lingerie (in small canvas bag)
1x first aid kit (in small canvas bag)
1x Military uniform with kevlar padding over critical organs
1x pair of military knee pads
1x pair of military elbow pads
2x utility knuckle knives
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Isaiah B. Winslow
5-6-9-7-3-1
Craving +1
- A suitcase of clothes
Wallet with no money but Social security card, ID, and a picture of his family faded out slightly
A pocket notebook with a couple of pencils
One piece of paper with a recipe called "Winslow Last Meal"
A wristwatch
Wallet with no money but Social security card, ID, and a picture of his family faded out slightly
A pocket notebook with a couple of pencils
One piece of paper with a recipe called "Winslow Last Meal"
A wristwatch
Baron's Death Note
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Isabella de Tervain
6-2-8-5-9
Nobility
U-Bahn Pass
S-Bahn Pass
K-Bahn Pass
Z-Bahn Pass
E-Bahn Pass
F-Bahn Pass
Nobility
Xavier
99999 -M-
Harkback Identity Card
- One (1) Electrum-Plated Mechanical Wristwatch
-Twenty-Seven (27) Notes of Currency of Unclear Value and Unknown Origin with Unknown Script
- Six (6) Gold Coins of Varying Size and Unclear Issue
- Two (2) Pairs of Heeled Shoes
- One (1) Pair of Boots
- One (1) Pair of Shoes
- Two (2) Evening Dresses
- One (1) Set of Travelling Clothes
- One (1) Set of Hunter's Clothes
- One (1) Magnificently-Feathered Hat
- One (1) Auroch-Fur Coat
- One (1) Sapphire Pendant On Gold Chain
- One (1) Pair of Gold and Sapphire Earrings
- Zero (0) Notebook Containing Unclear Scribbling
- One (1) Partially-Used Pencil
- One (1) Large Iron-Banded Trunk Case
- One (1) Small Leather Handbag
- One (1) Gun Case
- One (1) Long Hunting Rifle, with Optical Scope and Five (5) Bullets
- One (1) Square Piece of Camouflage Netting and Four (4) Poles
- Miscellaneous Mundane Travelling Items Such As But Not Limited To Brushes, Toothpaste and Brush, Cosmetics etc
- One (1) Electrum-Plated Mechanical Wristwatch
-Twenty-Seven (27) Notes of Currency of Unclear Value and Unknown Origin with Unknown Script
- Six (6) Gold Coins of Varying Size and Unclear Issue
- Two (2) Pairs of Heeled Shoes
- One (1) Pair of Boots
- One (1) Pair of Shoes
- Two (2) Evening Dresses
- One (1) Set of Travelling Clothes
- One (1) Set of Hunter's Clothes
- One (1) Magnificently-Feathered Hat
- One (1) Auroch-Fur Coat
- One (1) Sapphire Pendant On Gold Chain
- One (1) Pair of Gold and Sapphire Earrings
- Zero (0) Notebook Containing Unclear Scribbling
- One (1) Partially-Used Pencil
- One (1) Large Iron-Banded Trunk Case
- One (1) Small Leather Handbag
- One (1) Gun Case
- One (1) Long Hunting Rifle, with Optical Scope and Five (5) Bullets
- One (1) Square Piece of Camouflage Netting and Four (4) Poles
- Miscellaneous Mundane Travelling Items Such As But Not Limited To Brushes, Toothpaste and Brush, Cosmetics etc
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Xu Feng
1-6-6-9-1-7
Technical Design
Wristwatch. Looks normal but has multiple technological applications (thanks to nanite tech). These include:
Wallet (carries ID, not much else. Xu, like all Talchyonites, spends his credits using the chips implanted into him at birth, just by having his hand scanned at various stores he shops at).
Glasses - can also magnify. Helps because of his decreasing eyesight.
scratch paper and erasable pens.
Small calculator - more so to prove to others his mental math is right.
- a holographic image emitter;
- a laser (extremely short range - a foot, but powerful enough to cut through 2 feet of steel, more useful as an emergency blowtorch than a weapon);
- an entropy field (makes non-biological materials age, decay and devolve around him - doesn't effect him or about a half foot from him, field moves as he moves, etc.) The field's effects begin instantaneously and materials get worse the more time they spend in this field. It extends to a five foot radius of Dr. Xu when activated.
- Comms system - can send messages to starships, as well as make common telephone calls.
- A thin energy armor field surrounds the watch to prevent it from destruction. Xu's more likely to lose an arm than see this thing melt.
- (I'm sure there are more inventions and tech applications I'd like, but I just can't think of them. If this is ok to have kind of a swiss army knife, OP, then I'm requesting it here)
- All powered by the... unusual Talchyonite means of generating energy from the motions of living fish. Due to this, Dr. Xu's watch also includes a huge aquarium with hundreds of fish, shrunk 1/10,000th of a degree, but still fully operational. All the fish are able to swim inside the watch. Pressurized, with automatic feeders and cleaners, so he doesn't have to worry it.
Wallet (carries ID, not much else. Xu, like all Talchyonites, spends his credits using the chips implanted into him at birth, just by having his hand scanned at various stores he shops at).
Glasses - can also magnify. Helps because of his decreasing eyesight.
scratch paper and erasable pens.
Small calculator - more so to prove to others his mental math is right.
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Sir Winthrop
5-2-6-7-2-8
Eldritch Machinist
Gregor
The Cane of the Imperial | A richly inlaid walking stick of deepest ebony wood, its provenance is unknown, but it's history is evident. An heirloom of the House of Eddleton, it has been passed down from generation to generation, coming to Winthrop on his sixteenth birthday as a sign of the heir of the House. It is topped in a Damascene steel wolf snarling, the symbol of the House, forged from the metal of melted Ottomite blades. The sturdy wood of the cane has proven unbreakable by many dire forces over the years, and it is a formidable close combat weapon when wielded with strength. During Winthrop's tenure it has been modified to incorporate an exotic projectile device issuing from the lower end of the black shaft, one which throws molten lead at a speed that can take off heads or limbs at medium range. Exactly how it functions Winthrop can't recall, for he has never had to reload it nor found it to misfire, despite being fouled with grass, dirt, and even not physically accessible through a locked vault door. It is technology of a different age, an age of space and insane entertainment squids.
The Void-Speaker | An odd weapon, a projectile gun many times more powerful than the bolt-action rifles of strange worlds, when Winthrop was summoned to this world he bore it aloft. As large as a normal man's torso, an odd device that belches smoke and flame at irregular intervals, the Void-Speaker is a horrifying weapon that gives even the most hardened of assailants pause. Maybe magic, maybe mundane, it is rumored it is powered by the worship of mechanical beings from another time and place, an Aspect of potentially terrible power. The searing bolts of crimson it throws at the Scion's touch can rend head from body, and body from existence of even the most dangerous beasts. The sound of its firing is the wail of a hundred thousand damned souls, and a whispered Altamont.
Sally | A body-suit of flesh mottled with living metal bonded to the Hierarch's corporeal form. Rumored to have once been the body of a lover, or a thousand pieces of those the Orator has laid low. Emits intermittent bursts of steam and flame, but is shod in a silken waistcoat and long dapper slacks.
Various small ingots of precious metals, for bribes and assorted expenses.
The Void-Speaker | An odd weapon, a projectile gun many times more powerful than the bolt-action rifles of strange worlds, when Winthrop was summoned to this world he bore it aloft. As large as a normal man's torso, an odd device that belches smoke and flame at irregular intervals, the Void-Speaker is a horrifying weapon that gives even the most hardened of assailants pause. Maybe magic, maybe mundane, it is rumored it is powered by the worship of mechanical beings from another time and place, an Aspect of potentially terrible power. The searing bolts of crimson it throws at the Scion's touch can rend head from body, and body from existence of even the most dangerous beasts. The sound of its firing is the wail of a hundred thousand damned souls, and a whispered Altamont.
Sally | A body-suit of flesh mottled with living metal bonded to the Hierarch's corporeal form. Rumored to have once been the body of a lover, or a thousand pieces of those the Orator has laid low. Emits intermittent bursts of steam and flame, but is shod in a silken waistcoat and long dapper slacks.
Various small ingots of precious metals, for bribes and assorted expenses.
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Annar Inkerman
4-5-6-8-7
The Cough
Le Monkey
-Voltiger-Underhill Mk. IV Mechanical-Typewriter: Precisely what it sounds like, this remarkably handy typewriter is the favorite of many a world-wary journalist, wandering letter-author and sleazy bureaucrat from Graad to Sur-la-Cleffe. Wherever those places might be. As it is, Annar purchased one of these scarcely a moon’s turn before his departure for the Harkback Union. In retrospect, perhaps the newly-minted refugee was not thinking too clearly – but it did seem a darn shame to leave it behind. At any rate, its handy design and easily settable typeface enables its user to dictate just about any variety of word, phrase or ink-born language symbol down upon the page of any sheaf of sufficiently paper-y paper wedged into its holding-clamps. Back in the realm of the Suzerain, this typewriter was intended to further the young man’s nascent career as an author or even budding bureaucrat. Here? Well. Time will tell.
-Gendarme-issue Patrol Boots: Several styles of these remarkably durable boots are marketed abroad as ‘Solid Footwear’; no doubt intended for gruff men and poised women with serious outlooks on life and rough, demanding professions. Back in the former Suzerain’s realm, they’re reportedly part of the standard uniform for the officers of the Pedestrian Control division of the Commune’s Civil Protection force. What precisely Annar is doing with a pair of these is anyone’s guess – but if the quality of their leather is anything to go by, they’re still fairly new. And also quite likely remarkably uncomfortable to wear. Their most malign feature, at least as far as their owner is concerned, is the remarkably tall and hard-as-boiled-leather edge of their shin-guards. They’re mean enough to bite at Annar’s shins every time he mounts a staircase or turns a corner – and frankly, it’s beginning to hurt. Rather a lot.
-A Persistent Case of the Sniffles: Not so much a physical object, this – but perhaps of some interest to the Harkback Union’s customs officials none the less. Blame it on the journey’s stress, his generally lacking physique or perhaps one too many brisk evening walks along the ocean-liner’s spray-worn decks – but alas. Annar has a cough. One that rattles and shakes his chest, bites at his lungs and tears at his throat. And the sniffles! Whatever this malady is, its has surely made the young man’s nose a wet, leaking, snotty thing. Annar, however, tells himself it’s nothing to do but truckle on. Grit his teeth. After all – what else can he do?
-Gendarme-issue Patrol Boots: Several styles of these remarkably durable boots are marketed abroad as ‘Solid Footwear’; no doubt intended for gruff men and poised women with serious outlooks on life and rough, demanding professions. Back in the former Suzerain’s realm, they’re reportedly part of the standard uniform for the officers of the Pedestrian Control division of the Commune’s Civil Protection force. What precisely Annar is doing with a pair of these is anyone’s guess – but if the quality of their leather is anything to go by, they’re still fairly new. And also quite likely remarkably uncomfortable to wear. Their most malign feature, at least as far as their owner is concerned, is the remarkably tall and hard-as-boiled-leather edge of their shin-guards. They’re mean enough to bite at Annar’s shins every time he mounts a staircase or turns a corner – and frankly, it’s beginning to hurt. Rather a lot.
-A Persistent Case of the Sniffles: Not so much a physical object, this – but perhaps of some interest to the Harkback Union’s customs officials none the less. Blame it on the journey’s stress, his generally lacking physique or perhaps one too many brisk evening walks along the ocean-liner’s spray-worn decks – but alas. Annar has a cough. One that rattles and shakes his chest, bites at his lungs and tears at his throat. And the sniffles! Whatever this malady is, its has surely made the young man’s nose a wet, leaking, snotty thing. Annar, however, tells himself it’s nothing to do but truckle on. Grit his teeth. After all – what else can he do?
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Sahara Amrani
1-6-6-4-4-9
Living Lie Detector
- A pair of goggles to protect her eyes from sand and improve her vision.
- 5 golden dinar, Ushad's currency
- Silver bracelets from her mother that, unbeknownst to her, contain a honing device
- A statuette of a woman in flowing robes that appears to be solid gold
- A knapsack containing basic necessities (tissues, deodorant, etc.)
- 5 golden dinar, Ushad's currency
- Silver bracelets from her mother that, unbeknownst to her, contain a honing device
- A statuette of a woman in flowing robes that appears to be solid gold
- A knapsack containing basic necessities (tissues, deodorant, etc.)
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Vasily Obraztsov
8-8-7-4-3
-Standard Issue East Vasovian Rucksack: Ah, glory to Vasovia! The ever-present companion of the Vasovian infantryman. Made in the typical style of true Vasovian factorywork - cheap nylon material, bland khaki color, uneven stitching. This sad thing is stained with dried liquor and cigarette ash.
-Vasovian Field Uniform: A relic of a nation on the brink of destruction. One olive green pair of pants, one long-sleeved brownish shirt. A pair of well worn-in military boots.
-Imported Arztotskan Wrench: A long, hefty piece of steel. "For mechanic work." he says. "Used to be a tank repairman." he continues with the lie, smiling stiffly. If this hadn't been washed thoroughly, customs would never let this through...
-Vasovian Civilian Clothing: Scratchy undergarments, a thick coat, black gloves, pairs of nondistinctive pants and shirts.
-Citizen's Identification Card: 4041 ANN, 6th Bylontav. Second District's People's Clinic, Melnikoff, Vasovia. You can almost smell the scent of inefficient bureaucracy emanating from this worn plastic card, if you get close enough.
-Two Thousand Lira: These bills, marked with the stiff visages of brave patriots, used to be worth something in the Homeland. Now cigarettes and bullets are currency instead.
-Pack of Western Smokes: Ah, a pack of Zebras. Terrible on the lungs, but pleasant on the lips - for a short time, at least. Nothing tastes quite as good as contraband, after all.
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Luciano San Tomas
3-5-7-8-7
Antonia
-9mm pistol
-a silver chalice
-a trunk of clothing
-a Catholic Bible in Spanish
-30 9mm rounds
-general hygenie products (razor, deoderant, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, etc)
-utility knife
-pocket magnetic chess set
-stationary, pens, paper, etc.
-camoflage passport
-walking cane that conceals sword
-bnig rolling backpack
-Rosary beads
-Sawed off shotgun with ample buckshot
-Deck of playing cards
-Book of legal principles
-a silver chalice
-a trunk of clothing
-a Catholic Bible in Spanish
-30 9mm rounds
-general hygenie products (razor, deoderant, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, etc)
-utility knife
-pocket magnetic chess set
-stationary, pens, paper, etc.
-camoflage passport
-walking cane that conceals sword
-bnig rolling backpack
-Rosary beads
-Sawed off shotgun with ample buckshot
-Deck of playing cards
-Book of legal principles
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Eliodora
2-2-7-7-3-9
Temporal Authority
Aethergold Pocketwatch | Glimmering unnaturally in the pale twilight of the Union, this pocketwatch ticks loudly with each passing second - a strangely constant delimiter in a realm where time's very flow is fluid. Perhaps the watch itself has a hand in that flow?
Robes of the Endless Void | Thin and wispy fabric, darker than any black that a mortal has ever laid eyes upon. Its origins are unknown, but some say that the greatest scholars of the Shattered Tower were granted such robes only in their fifth eternity of service.
Eliadora's Handbag | A ruby red handbag that always appears to be empty, until its wearer has need of a specific object - then, sometimes, that object will mysteriously appear inside it. The only person who might have any inkling how the bag works is Eliadora herself... and she isn't telling.
Eliadora has a few coins and bills from civilizations past and future tucked away in her robes, unsure if they'll have any value within the borders of the Union.
Robes of the Endless Void | Thin and wispy fabric, darker than any black that a mortal has ever laid eyes upon. Its origins are unknown, but some say that the greatest scholars of the Shattered Tower were granted such robes only in their fifth eternity of service.
Eliadora's Handbag | A ruby red handbag that always appears to be empty, until its wearer has need of a specific object - then, sometimes, that object will mysteriously appear inside it. The only person who might have any inkling how the bag works is Eliadora herself... and she isn't telling.
Eliadora has a few coins and bills from civilizations past and future tucked away in her robes, unsure if they'll have any value within the borders of the Union.
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Marie
9-9-3-6-3
Z-Bahn Pass