Lyzius[A] Feb 5, 2011 22:45:19 GMT -5
Post by lyzius on Feb 5, 2011 22:45:19 GMT -5
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Name: -- Lyzius Arzt Van Medizinisch
Age: -- 400
Gender: -- Female
Likes: The usual walks in the park and chainsaw killings. She prefers her men with a side of coleslaw, and likes long walks on the beach, as well as watching the sunset on a gore covered roof top. She also likes flowers.
Dislikes: When she says something and someone says bluntly, “WHAT?!”
Character Description: Sporting a Victorian style of dress code. From button up shirts to black vests and bow ties around her neck. To gloves and boots she also has a pair of glasses which she wears half way down her nose at all times. The Ookami has golden eyes and brilliant red hair. She also sports a chainsaw sword.
Character Personality: Not your average butler. Lyzius is rather psychotic, but even still she doesn‘t snap under pressure. You‘ll be wondering if she‘s going to cut off your head when she offers you tea, but people who frequently travel to the city of Praven know that the Obediah Society isn‘t one to cross if you don‘t want to be eaten.
Character History: “Vhen I vas born, eet vas to ve Obediah Society. Zhey captured a male an’ a female Ookami an’ made zhem screw. Zhen I vas born.” - Lyzius
Truth in those words. The Ookami demons were full of pride and never worked for an organization. But being so perfect, they were ideal to contract for protection. The Ookami left in the world avoided the Obediah society for their cannibalistic ways weren’t noble. Said society decided they would breed their own Ookami. They captured two of them over the years and forced rape upon them and produced a wolf born child.
The Obediah society cut off the heads of the Ookami and mounted them like animals. Their child was named Lyzius, and she was raised by the cannibal Letch. Letch was Attillian, from northern lands, he spoke in a dialect of the old world and while Lyzius can speak normal, she speaks with his same dialect, (similar to German). Letch was the butler to the Obediah society at the time. He survived through the Black Hand raids, and on his standard was Obadiah a feared name to the Black Hand.
Letch eventually passed away. Giving to Lyzius everything in his possession. The key to his room, and all of the items within it, and his job. She wandered into his room and found the schematics to weapons he was creating, but one was utterly amazing, it was a saw, it had moving parts, it was also a sword. This item took years to create, but eventually the chainsaw blade she possesses was created through fine craftsmanship. It was designed similarly to the style the Obediah society followed (Victorian).
The leaders of Obediah, they were immortals, vampire, demon, unknown beings. They were frightening to Lyzius at first, but eventually she had served them enough times to shun this fear. The vampire elder of Obediah came to her one day, he handed her a envelope and left.
She opened it.
The orders given to you now are to be followed to the finest detail. This is your first assignment as the Joker card within the Society. Don your weapon, and travel to Jerico. A meeting of the Black Hand occurs there. You are to not only kill them, but cut their bodies into pieces and lay them in the sun. He will know not to step in Attillian Lands.
Complete this, and return home. You will be greeted with monies and desires you’ve been refused over the years.
[The stamp of the Society]
Role Play Example:
Night in Jerico was dingy and stank of filth. This city was built on blood and greed, and torn down many ago. There loomed black shadows at all times, but this group here was more unusual than usual. They spoke in whispers on their way to the meeting sight, while a single woman followed them far off. Finally they came to a clearing of moon light where others stood in wait.
“You’ve arrived,” said the eldest voice in the group. A man withered from age and lack of blood.
The group halted and lowered their hoods. Their faces were pale, eyes were red, and the aura of undeath was on them. The elder of the group held up a hand to keep silence, “The Tal’mahe’Ra welcome you all here. I am one of the Eldest in the order, not recognized as a council member yet, but still a speaker within said order.
“We stand on these soils to speak of the Obediah Society, and what to do with them,” The Eldest paused and almost began speaking again. Almost.
“Sorry to interrupt. Did joo zay ze Obediah Society?” This woman pulled the ripcord on her weapon and an unholy roar of a chainsaw filled the area, “Zey wishin’ you a guud departure!”
She cleaved the bodyguard next to her in half with the Chinsaw blade and watched as the vampires slid across the ground at her. Like a ballerina she twisted with the saw over her head then brought it down and cleaved the first from shoulder to thigh, she brought the blade back up and cut the head from the next. Then she jabbed the saw forward into the next one and lifted him constantly pulling the trigger on the chainsaw blowing chunks of the vampire all over the area, “Dis izn’t your night.”
The following day, there lay blood and ash.