♕ ℛσуαℓ Sιηηєяѕ ♕ Exorcist Profiles

[Chris P Bacan]

[Genria Fire]

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▩ Brax Elwood ▩
▩ Primary Fencer ⇎ Secondary Gunslinger ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ Twenty-Three

▩Gender ▸ Male

▩Height ▸ 5'11"

▩Race ▸ Human

▩Sexuality ▸ Homosexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Middle 1st

▩Theme Song ▸ Centuries by Fall Out Boy

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Weapons ▸ He can used a variety of melee weapons, mostly swords and spear like ( or staff ) weapons. Brax favors the sword and, though it is predictable, he likes it. Before he left he had collected a few swords for use, but only took one with him. The Flamberge is, at the most basic, a sword with a wavy blade. His is a plain one handed Flamberge, the scabbard is just as plain. Black leather with a bit of brightly polished metal. It may look plain but it is a work of craftsmanship and hard to break.

As a Gunslinger Brax is fairly skilled with guns, not as much as swords though. He can use most just, sniping is not his thing. Three hundred meters is hard enough to see and scopes can be damaged. He likes to remind people that he isn't a gun nut, though he is a sword one. His favored guns are the M4 and different 9mm pistols. Some are better for concealed carry and some are good for just flat out battle. The SIG Sauer P226 fits his out to battle plans. The weapon has been blessed and blessed again, even the ammo. He also carries a CZ 75 SP-01, it has less magazine capacity but it's supposedly the best handgun out there. Why not try it out?

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Brax is a very cheerful and laid back fellow. His temper is slow to rise and it takes true effort to make him snap. When he does snap it is more often than not accompanied by a fist to the face. He has no concept of personal space, usually with a arm thrown casually around someone's shoulder. He has an amazing tolerance for bullshit, up to a point. Like most of his limits, once broken he retaliates in a burst of action that is not always violent. Sometimes he regrets these actions.

▩Bio ▸ Brax was born into religion. His father came from a long line of priests, both male and female. His mother's family was well known in their support of the church. While some of her family chose priesthood the majority found other ways to serve the church. His mother's way? Missionary work. It was probably one of the reasons Brax is an only child. That and his parents decided they could only handle one crazy child. Never let it be said that he was a model son. He thanks the fates that they didn't toss him into a private school, instead he enjoyed the tender hands of public schooling until his early teens. It was when he met his first Exorcist. It wasn't a big event really, even if at the time it was considered one. A few kids decided that summoning a demon was a totally cool thing to do. They tried and failed miserably. But their parents were spooked enough that Brax's father was forced to call in an Exorcist to convince the families that the kids hadn't actually summoned anything. The man stayed with them, Brax asked too many questions, then he left. Afterwards Brax expressed his desire to get in on the action.

His parents were conflicted. Up until now the child had little interest in religion. His attitude in general seemed to be dismissive and it caused tension in the household. They could start him down a more religious path where he would do good by the world. On the other hand it was a dangerous profession and they knew Brax didn't understand. He was too young. They contacted one of his uncles on his mother's side. He assured them there was a school and he would not be released half trained to fight the hordes of Satan's demons. So they decided it was best to let him go, God willed it and who were they to deny their son God's will?

They didn't realize the school wasn't particularly religious. It was to a point, but they did not teach theology. It was a mixture of what a high school student would normally learn with things that would keep them alive against the demonic menace. He learned the basics and passed the Esquire exam with flying colors. It was mostly physical and he loved getting in the thick of things. He picked Fencer because hello sword. Which he did amazingly well in, a natural. His school work might have suffered some as he focused more on the Exorcist side of his training, but he did graduate high school. His grades weren't spectacular but he put in enough effort that, when given the chance, he could accept another load to become proficient as a Gunslinger. Most of those classes, however, were taken after he graduated the normal half of his education. While he continued his training as a Gunslinger Brax stepped onto the battlefield as a Fencer.

His first fight with a demon went really well, along with his next. It was hard and he thrived on it. Forcing them from their hosts and into a form he could battle without damaging the host was thrilling. A challenge he was hard pressed to find in another human. Predictably Brax grew overconfident. It cost him his eye and a child's life. That, alone, was not what led him to walking away from Exorcism. Instead it was the obsession with the state of one's soul As he noticed sometime in his teens. His parents obsession with saving souls. It was that obsession that had a hand in the child's death. The child had been weakened by the possession and attempts by others to save her soul. Those methods were not gentle. It had been approved by the local priest, he later learned. It might have been blamed on ignorance but he had seen it before. If it was more prevalent among other exorcists he might have done more than walk out. Still, if he had not been an overconfident jackass the child might have yet lived.

He was devastated by the loss and the failure. The young man couldn't blame an entity he didn't believe in so most of the blame fell on himself. Those that did believe claimed it was god's will and Brax had enough. God could go ******** himself for all Brax cared, it was his own fault so ******** off. He left soon after. He spent two years trying to be normal, it sucked. He might have performed a few exorcisms under the radar. Still, it was nice to appear normal. So Brax bounced his way through jobs, he eventually picked fire fighter. It offered a similar thrill to Exorcism, against all odds to save lives. He refused to lose his skills. In between practicing and his new job he managed to acquire a small but comfortable apartment and a few tattoos. Because why the hell not?

Then one day he was asked to come back. At first he refused but they told him of the Royal Demons and their desire to open Hell's Gates. He could go back to saving people in a way he was good at and get that challenge again. If he wasn't so stubborn it was possible he would have returned to being an Exorcist sooner. Still, he had his chance and he planned to take it. Royal Demons beware.

▩Likes
++✔ Action
++✔ Books
++✔ Down to Earth people

▩Dislikes
++✘ Philosophical discussions
++✘ The smell of sewage in the morning
++✘ Being pushed

▩Fears
++✖ Destruction of the world, mankind, and repeated mistakes
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[HeartlessJEN]

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▩ Persephone Nite ▩
▩ The Bridler ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ Twenty-Three

▩Gender ▸ Female

▩Height ▸ 5'6"

▩Race ▸ Human

▩Sexuality ▸ Heterosexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Middle 1st

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Persephone might lack in physical strength she more than makes up in her ability as a Bridler. Her summoned demon, or her familiar is a Djinn, a shape shifting spirit which she has named 'Gyan'. Gyan has no true form but can take many different appearances, mostly of animals and creatures. As a shape shifter he proofed to be useful in more fields than just in combat. For example, he can take a form of a wolf in combat, a horse for travel, a mouse for stealth or a bird for scoping. When simply accompanying his summoner he is more likely to take the form of a white owl. But Seph's and Gyan true strength lies in their communication, the Djinn doesn't speak and dislikes other humans but has a deep connection with his Bridler, they don't need words to talk to each other.
Along side a demon which can turn into nearly anything Seph plays the role of the strategist in the team. Observant with a somewhat creative way of thinking and a multi-tool at her disposal Seph might be able to see a number of options during tight and dangerous situations.

▩Weapons ▸ The magic circle and a drop of blood is the only weapon a Bridler needs.

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Persephone doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be dealing with demons, she is up-beat, bright and is positive in most situations. She isn't one to allow herself to sink into the darkness of a corner but it isn't easy for her to hide her emotions either. Others will know how she is feeling and she will let it be known if she is joyful or royally pissed off, her expressions are easy enough to read. There is no doubt that Seph is very confident in what she does as an exorcist, always on her toes and well aware of her situation when battling demons and handling her shapeshifting familiar. Friend or foe she'll tease and taunt people for their reactions, her gentle side only being shown to Gyan. Though that she might be intelligent and strong minded, it is possible for her emotions to cloud her judgment, making her somewhat naive at times.


▩Bio ▸ Those who could summon demons and were able to control them are rare, but Persephone had both parents with this talent. Despite the amount of good they would have done being exorcists this wasn’t the case, the couple were hunted by them instead. Labelled as ‘witches’ for summoning demons and using them for their own gain, they were targeted by The Exorcists Organization simply for the threat they caused with demon activity for rest of mankind. Try as they might, the exorcists could never get close enough to the couple as they were travellers and always on the move, always managing to escape with minor scrapes and hiding themselves well thanks to their control over certain demons. Soon enough the gypsy couple seemed to have vanished completely, this was because the woman was pregnant with their child. In need to protect their small family the couple continued to live in low profile and out of reach of hunting exorcists, but they didn’t quit completely summoning lower ranking demons. Throughout her childhood Persephone was brought up with the demons her parents were able to control.

Seph travelled with her parents, constantly surrounded by their familiars. Living with demons was the norm and her young mind was lead to believe that it was the same for everyone. However, she was kept away from interacting with others for too long, in fear that the Organization still might be looking for them. Persephone was a timid child but also curious, watching her parents summon demons made her want to try it herself, without their permission or knowledge. Like her parents she also held the ability to summon and control demons, but she was far too young to understand consequences. As soon as a demonic shadow appeared infront of her it attacked, not physically but from the inside. It was the type of demon that possesses a vessel of weak will and destroy its spirit from within, slowly. Young, five year-old Persephone was under attack and her parents didn’t have the knowledge to save their only child, they needed an exorcist.

Finally coming out of hiding Seph’s parents surrendered themselves to the Exorcists Organization and plead with them to help rid of the demon within their daughter. Of course the organization couldn’t allowed such a young child to suffer and agreed to help. Persephone was possessed by the spirit-eating demon for days before help came, she was constantly crying in pain as she felt her insides being ripped apart. There was a fear that Seph’s life would be lost simply because of the sheer stress and agony her small body and mind was going through, but the demon was removed and rid of by a skilled exorcist. Persephone’s spirit and body was saved but the demonic experience left its marks, some more noticeable than others. Persephone’s hair for one had turned white other than remaining the deep brunette which both her parents had, the rest of the scarring was mentally. The young girl fell silent, completely silent to the point where others thought the demon had stolen her voice before being exorcised; she refused to speak or look at anyone.

Wrapped in guilt her parents couldn’t forgive themselves for what happened, as it was such an ease for them they never thought to warn their young daughter of the dangers when summoning her own demon. They didn’t have the heart to bring her back into their lives, despite now having seals on their abilities so they couldn’t summon again after surrendering themselves to the Organization. They didn’t want that life for Seph, living the life they pathed after themselves. The exorcist who saved the girl offered himself to take her in and raise her in his world of exorcists. Like her parents, Seph had the prudential to become a Bridler as they were rare enough already and were valuable to the fight against demons. With a sad but hopeful heart for their daughter the couple agreed, and without the threat of their summonings they were free to go wherever they liked. A Warbler exorcist became Seph’s guardian and teacher, he might of been firm and strict at times but was greatly knowledgeable. He never forced Seph speak again but allowed her to find her voice in her own time, healing from a great demon possession is a very long process. However, he helped Seph learn of the dangers and ways of demons, she was introduced into a world much different the own she knew with her parents.

When the time came Persephone was to attend the Exorcist Academy, she was home taught by her guardian until that point. Of course she wanted to be an exorcist and be just as strong as her guardian so no one would have to go through the same thing she did when she was a child. Despite her mental healing she was still as shy as ever when she finally allowed to interact with students her own age, she struggled to make friends. Persephone still held the fear of summoning a demon again even though that being a Bridler could be the only class for her. She didn’t like seeing her classmates surpass her, so with the support and guide of her guardian she attempted to summon for the first time since she was five years-old. That’s when Gyan appeared before her, a shapeshifting type demon. Confidence finally embraced her once she faced her fears and was able to keep Gyan under her control. She went on to past test after test without a doubt within herself, she became strong in will and in mind. Still Seph wanted the connection she remembered her parents had with their familiars, so she worked hard to keep Gyan happy and by her side until their bound was unbreakable.

Valuable to the organization the new bridler worked as an exorcist, working alongside her guardian until he got too old. She constantly proofed of the strength that can exist between demons and humans. Before long Persephone was summoned by the Holy Knight himself, he wanted her along to other skilled exorcists to rid of the latest threat to mankind, The Royal Demons. Of course The Bridler agreed without hesitation.


▩Likes
++✔ Winning
++✔ New knowledge
++✔ Sweet Treats

▩Dislikes
++✘ Low Temperatures
++✘ Being Bested
++✘ Mushrooms

▩Fears
++✖ Losing Gyan for whatever reason, which can also translate to not being able to do anything. She has a fear of failing and falling useless.
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[titsandwich]

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▩ CASSIOPEIA AMBROSE ▩
▩ minister warbler ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ twenty three

▩Gender ▸ female

▩Height ▸ five feet three inches

▩Race ▸ human

▩Sexuality ▸ heterosexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ upper second

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Before anything, Cassie is a warbler. She has spent many years perfecting her class, knowing more than how to read words out of a holy book - she knows if the words should be spoken with a gentle tone or shouted with all her might, if the verse should be spoken like a song or chanted with power, if there should be love in her tone or her words should drip boiling anger. She's typically the first to be able to identify a demon, given her two classes depend on her knowing just what her and her team are going up against. Her skill in speaking translates well into normal situations too, as she knows how to use her voice. She's also very well versed in languages and if she's not fluent in it, she knows enough to get around. It’s not common for Cassie to have a bible on her, after all it’s not like she needs one, but she does tend to have a small cross necklace under her shirt. Just something small to help her in the darker times.

As a minister, Cassie finds that she is still learning new things every day. While she can handle her own and knows enough to be useful in any battle, she's yet to completely master how to help wounds on the spot and has only found that she can mend the smallest of cuts and gashes. However, she does have a talent for keeping people calm and level headed while she patches them up.

▩Weapons ▸ While Cassie is no fencer or gunslinger, that doesn't mean she walks around completely defenseless. Her weapons of choice are duel one handed axes, on her person any time she's on a job. Because of her lack of training in weapons, the axes are simply regular axes without any blessings, there just so she can dispatch any lower demons with ease. While her axes lack blessings, she carries around small vials of blessed holy water to splash onto her weapons - doubling as holy water bombs if need be.

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Anyone who knows of Cassie's past tend to be surprised when they meet her. She doesn't give off the feel of someone who's about to be dragged to hell in two years - in fact, she seems down right calm. She is, for the most part, pretty easy to get along with. Her laid back and honest nature make it easy for people to feel at ease around her, and her good humor and warm hearted laughs tend to make quick friends. While honest, Cassie can be a little too forward with her feelings and can at times be harsher then she really means it to be. She is, by nature, a caretaker. Her motherly concern always means well, but her worrying and nagging has been known to get on some people's nerves. Cassie is a touchy feely type, the kind that loves to give hugs and ruffle hair and small touches, and doesn't quite understanding the meaning of personal space like most people do. While she is level headed and isn't one to crack under stress, that doesn't mean she doesn't get annoyed with people. She simply doesn't act on her anger, instead wandering off to find some way to whack something with her axe until she has calmed down. For others, she serves as the peace keeper, and always tries to stop a fight before it can even start. She can be pig headed and a bit nosy, but generally means well. She always tries to give a helping hand, even if help isn't wanted - or needed. While in battle, Cassie can be down right ruthless and easily gets into the moment. She's been known to do reckless and even downright stupid things, so long as she's the only one that will get hurt. She lacks almost any self preservation.

▩Bio ▸ It all started with James and Kathrine Ambrose.

They were a pair of high school sweethearts that had gotten married right out of college, still young in the eyes of the world. They lived happily together for two years, saving up the money to move out of their studio apartment and into a larger home, where they might be able to start a family together. Then came the offer to move to Thessalonki, Greece for Kathrine's work. How often did something like that get offered to you? The couple accepted and were shipped out to the beautiful and busy city of Thessalonki, bathed in history and lore. Within a year of moving, Kathrine had become pregnant with a baby girl, and the two couldn't have been more excited. They named her 'Cassiopeia' in honor of her homeland, and of the constellation she would be born under.

The happiness didn't last for long. Only seven months into the pregnancy, something went wrong and Kathrine went into labor. She was rushed to the nearest hospital and gave birth to a tiny Cassie, who couldn't even scream. The doctors watched over the small child, unsure of just what was wrong, while her parents were left to do nothing but worry over the fate of their daughter. With her condition worsening every day, they had little hope that she would even see the outside of the hospital - until they were approached by another doctor. He said very little, only that he could save their daughter's life if they would allow him. Without a second thought, the pair agreed. Within the hour, Cassie's vitals did a complete turn around and she seemed as healthy as any new born. The doctors thought it a miracle. James and Kathrine thought similar, until they were once again approached by the doctor and told the price to save their daughter's life. He was not a doctor but a demon, who had taken the new born's soul in exchange for twenty five years on earth. She would get no more and no less before her soul would be dragged to hell. He was gone before either parent could do anything but weep.

Cassie remembers the first years of her life being nothing but wonderful. Her parents loved her deeply, and always tried to give her what she wanted. They also worked tirelessly to find anyone who could help get their daughter's soul back, from preachers to faith healers to exorcists. It was all in vain, of course, as there was nothing that could be done for the girl. But one of the exorcists that visited mentioned a school where one could learn to defend and defeat demons, sending them back to hell. Her parents thought about this. Surely, if their daughter would be safe anywhere, it would be at a school meant just for demon killing? So off they sent their daughter to the country of Rome, where the grandest and most powerful of the exorcists schools could be found. It was there that, at the age of nine years old, Cassie was told of what would happen to her once she turned twenty five, before her parents left her in the strange and terrifying new place.

At first, Cassie couldn't understand. She cried almost none stop, saddened by the loss of her parents who had been so kind and suddenly just dropped her off, unable to understand what having her soul sold meant. While she was too young to enter even as a page, that didn't mean that her training couldn't start, and Cassie began to learn the very beginnings of demonology, Latin, and Italian, as she could only speak Greek. She resisted the teachings for some time, upset at the loss of her parents and upset that the only man who spoke Greek was an ill tempered elder who had little patience for her constant crying. As she grew older, she began to better understand just what was happening within the academy, and when she turned eleven it finally clicked in her head - in little more then ten years, she would not just die, but be in Hell for the rest of existence.

If that didn't get her more interested in her studies, then nothing would.

Almost over night, Cassie threw herself into her learning with a determination that shocked her teachers. Over the next few years, she began to blossom as a page. Sure, she wasn't the fastest or the strongest, couldn't field a sword or a gun very well, but she showed extreme promise as a Warbler, memorizing the chats with easy and never seemed to just speak the chants. When Cassie read the verses, she read them with a clarity and a passion that could be heard. The esquire exam was far from easy for her, the physical aspect of it almost too much for her, but she managed to eek by ever so slightly.

As a esquire, it only made sense that Cassie choose Warbler. It just came easy to her and within no time she didn't even need to glance at a Bible to use the correct chant. She also tried to better herself at combat, since it was easily her weakest point, and while she found that she was still s**t with a gun or a sword, axes, of all things, seemed to fit her well. After her first few successful demon exorcisms, Cassie decided to test the waters of Minister. It was a far different sense then that of a Warbler and she found herself struggling with the class. Not the memorization but the execution - finding the proper flow of spiritual energy way no walk in the park. But she kept at it, all the while still working on her combat skills and answering the call of Warbler whenever needed. She has remained deeply faithful to the academy, traveling far in the pursuit of demons with demons, pairs, and even solo. Though her twenty fifth birthday gets closer each day, Cassie has sent out a message to every demon she can find - if she's going to hell, she's dragging demon a** down with her.

▩Likes
++✔ coffee
++✔ languages
++✔ belly laughs

▩Dislikes
++✘ being called by her first name
++✘ most sweets
++✘ idle hands

▩Fears
++✖ her twenty fifth birthday
++✖ drowning
++✖ failure
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[Winged Xephyr]

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▩ Inverse Vorshka Arasanclah ▩
▩ Bridler Fencer

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ Twenty-two

▩Gender ▸ Female

▩Height ▸ Five foot Ten inches

▩Race ▸ Human

▩Sexuality ▸ Bisexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Middle 1st

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Part Bridler is what makes up the eccentric Exorcist, tough to the core to endure the time it took to tame her preferred summoned demon. Inverse has trained for years in order to gain the power she does to summon the demon who goes by Gormogon for any other name would be unpronounceable by the human tongue. A dog demon who isn't one you'd wish to scratch behind the ears. A powerful demon that grows with the rage he harbors to a large beast of deathly strength. Although some would prefer magic circle and scrolls, Inverse likes the more permanent solution of her demon summoning by tattooing the incantation on her body. Besides Gormogon the only other demons the Exorcist can summon are lesser and insignificant demons to be used for scouting or little things.

▩Weapons ▸ Every Fencer has a weapon, it is what makes them a fencer, and in case of Inverse she does love her two blades. During battle although she has Gormogon to fight the big fight, there are still times where she must do what a fencer does and fight in close combat. Using a specially crafted and blessed Arm Blade Inverse gives her opponent a very dangerous fight as her punches come with a bite of her weapon. Although she is adept in using these blades, as one she got much later in her training when it was coming to an end as she was a very adept fencer Inverse came to be in ownership of a powerful Demon Whip Blade that was in itself a trial to be fought as using the blade was something she had to overcome with the power of the demon sealed inside. Many times she has put the successful ownership of the blade to be that being a Bridler takes much effort into summoning a demon and having enough control to not be turned on, others say training and dedication, yet whatever it may be, putting the blade in this exorcist hand was a great thing to happen.

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Independent and strong will carries the female Exorcist forward and through life. laid back enough to have a good time and easy going to If one is not a fellow staff member then Inverse can come off as introverted and to some who have never heard her speak, a mute, but she is very talkative among her peers for those who she knows and gets along with. In rooms comprised of most unknown people Verse is the quite and threatening shadow in the corner that watches your every move. Although she can talk a persons ear off if the topic was that interesting. Inverse does tend to be more reserved sometimes given her position, even though she considers herself to be a good person that works for the greater good not everyone thinks that and could use information she speaks of against her, so to prevent that being reserved is a good thing in some cases. Helping to rid the world of evil and demon is one of the ways that shows off her caring side as she does wish that the world is safe to live in without the possibility of demons killing loved ones, innocents, and others being killed by demons and leaving people alone and filled with sadness. Inverse can be stubborn sometimes and hold a grudge for a long time, a longer time if she doesn't even know she is holding one and will subconsciously be bitter towards the one she thinks is in the wrong.

▩Bio ▸ For generations the family of Arasanclah has always been Exorcists, from personal choice or peer pressure they have gone through lives of greatness. Little has been seen to have less then a Middle classed Exorcists, so it was nothing to think that the newest edition of the family would be no different. Except it was. For so long expectations were thrown at the small child to be as great as any in her family, except for a long time the girl showed no signs what so ever of having any kinds of spiritual connection or any proof that she would be any good as being an exorcist beyond the life of a page. Life as a child was thus forth dedicated to normal studies of schooling that had the young girl more advanced then her other peers. Although she was heavily studious the girl was anything but an introvert and instead found time to be friends with any one she could, despite the constant teasing of being the failure of her family. Being the daughter of two great Exorcists meant that sooner or later that she would come in contact with a demon, and indeed she did. On no unusual night, a certain demon came to seek vengeance for being exorcised so many years ago on the ones who did it, who were no other then the girls parents. Fighting came and it ended in blood and another exorcised demon. Unfortunately it was the girls blood that it ended in.

The scars that the girl sustained that day left her in a coma for weeks, but eventually she did wake up. From that day onward, there was a change in the girl who pursued the future her family always wanted from her. No one knows the reason why the change happened but there was a new found preference that the girl wished for herself to undergo somewhat early and basic learning from her parents before growing older to attend middle school where she would formally start learning to become an exorcist. It was not as expected at first. Nothing she did seemed to be good enough, or rather whatever she tried to do failed. It was never in anyone's mind that the girl would later enter not only one of the rarer combat classes, but afterwards have the ability to accomplish becoming one of the second more rare combat classes after more training. Demons were the girls life and although some would think that she hate it after being so pressured, it was quite the opposite and the demon banishment/exorcising is quite joyful.

The new issue of the increased demon activity is both welcomed and disliked. It is what she enjoys to make the earthen plane more safe for other humans so to have more demons appear in order to make a difference in accomplishing this goal is nice, yet it also means that the increased demons means that it means that people are in danger which is not something she would like to have. No one wants people in danger after all, at least not an exorcist whose job is to keep the humans safe from malevolent demons.

▩Likes
++✔Reading
++✔Art
++✔Tea

▩Dislikes
++✘Degenerates
++✘Foul Smells
++✘Bitter foods

▩Fears
++✖Becoming weak in the eyes of the demons she summons and is turned on by them to be killed, leaving the exorcists one less to fight the demons.
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[titsandwich]

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▩ MALACHI REID ▩
▩ the gunslinger ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ twenty five

▩Gender ▸ male

▩Height ▸ six feet six inches

▩Race ▸ human

▩Sexuality ▸ sexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ upper second

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Not quite an 'ability', per say, but Chi seems to have an uncanny knack for finding demons - and trouble that follows.

▩Weapons ▸ boom
Chi's love and joy, the light of his life, he looks after his twin guns the way a mother would look after her new children. Both guns hold a demon soul, a pair of twin demons that were infused into the guns when they were created. Because of this, the guns don't actually shoot bullets, and don't even have an ammunition chamber. While they don't shoot actual bullets, the cost of never having to be weighed down with ammo is that firing them for long periods of time is physically and mentally exhausting for Chi, even after years of practice. The guns also can be heard bickering constantly, a hum of nonsense to most. Many think Chi is psycho crazy bonkers because he will angrily tell his guns to "just shut the ******** up already!" and slam them together to stop the arguing, though it never lasts for long.

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Chi isn't exactly the friendliest of people. His large stature and resting b***h face make him a sight to see, and almost every word out of his mouth makes people's blood boil. His devil may care attitude often gets himself, and sometimes others, in trouble, and he's been yelled at more times then he can count about his lack of respect for - well, anything. In battle, he's ruthless and cold, and will do whatever is needed to get the mission done. Yet, at times, there actually seems to be a decent guy under the alcohol and cigarettes. He helps when he can, and never leaves a comrade to die, doing anything in his power to save others. Few things matter to him, but those things he love with a passion and will do anything to protect.

▩Bio ▸ Malachi's life began in New Orleans.

A city of magic, not all of it good, Malachi and his younger twin brother Ezekiel were a blessing to his parents - though not for the best of reasons. The Reid family had dabbled in dark magic, hoodoo and voodoo alike, for years. When the couple received twin boys, they saw it as a sign from from their Lord, and set out to complete his wishes. So for eight years, they raised the children, teaching them everything they knew about appeasing the dark Lord, watching carefully as the bond between them grew stronger each day. Malachi and Ezekiel were never seen apart. They could finish each other sentences, and seemed to know the other's thoughts. An entire conversation could pass between them with only a glance.

And for that, they were perfect.

When the boys were eight, their parents thought them ready to finally perform the ritual. On a swampy June night, when the moon was heavy and high, they were lead into the attic of their home and sat into the center of a circle. Silently, Malachi was handed a knife and sat in front of his brother, his mirror image, and listened to the chanting of his mother and father. They danced and chanted well into the night, until Malachi was threatening to sleep, but couldn't sleep at the almost inhuman noises his parents made. All the while, staring at Ezekiel. At the end of the dancing and the chanting, their mother walked over to Malachi, smelling heavily of incenses and bent down to whisper in his ear.

She told him to drive the blade into his brother's heart.

Malachi tried - he did, not because it was the will of Satan or because he was told to by his parents, but because Ezekiel encouraged him. His twin, the other half of his soul, simply smiled and allowed it to happen. But Malachi could not, and in the end, his mother was forced to grab his hands and bring the knife down. Ezekiel did not scream - he simply closed his eyes, gasping and choking on his own blood until he did not breathe anymore.

The Dark Lord did not appear in the small attic, did not take notice of such an inhuman act. Malachi was never the same. But neither were his parents - because while Satan had not taken notice, the ritual was not completely ignored. Two powerful demons possessed the greedy humans, and turned their sights onto the miserable boy.

The next seven years of his life were a blur of pain and agony. The demons fed off the emotions he leaked, torturing and abusing him so that they could be full. Their actions did not go unnoticed - when Malachi was fifteen, exorcists burst into his small home. The demon that had overtaken his father exposed his true form, obliterating the shell of the man that had sired him. The demon inside his mother was removed, sent back to the depths of Hell, but not before turning the mind of the woman into little more then mush. Terrified, without family, and little more then skin and bone, Chi was taken in by the exorcists, taken to an Academy to learn how to fight the monsters that had haunted his life. His memories of the last seven years were removed from his mind, in order to protect his sanity from the horrors he had endured. But Chi knew of the awful things out in the world, and he grew cold and ruthless.

To dull the fire that burned in his soul, he trained. He turned his very body into a weapon and learned the ways to wield a gun. The esquire exam was nothing to him, and he was more then ready to engulf himself in training as a gunslinger. The older he got, the less he worked with teams, much to the displeasure of the Academy. Chi seemed to prefer walking the streets of New Orleans, searching any demon and firing a round in its filthy head then working to save the life and soul of the host, and his reckless nature often put his and other people's lives in danger. And yet, no one had ever seen a shot like Chi and he could track down a demon in days.

When he was requested by the Holy Knight to hunt some demons down, Chi was at an impasse. Was he up for ripping demon a**? Of course. But that got him thinking - why shouldn't Satan take over? What good was God doing, up in his Heavenly throne so high, when so much horror happened everyday? Perhaps a change was in order. To have Satan rule would be devastation to mankind - but mankind would rise again. Better, stronger, more good in heart and soul. Perhaps, Chi thought, a purge was just what Earth needed.

The balance must be kept.


▩Likes
++✔ his guns
++✔ smokes
++✔ sex

▩Dislikes
++✘ being babied
++✘ upsetting the balance
++✘ wet cigarettes

▩Fears
++✖ never seeing ezekiel again
++✖ his memories returning
++✖ weakness
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[Eve Daeth]

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▩ Wyatt Ryker ▩
▩ Warbler ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ Twenty Three

▩Gender ▸ Male

▩Height ▸ Five foot Seven

▩Race ▸ Human

▩Sexuality ▸ Omni-sexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Middle 2nd

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Wyatt Ryker shows a deep fondness for his role of a Warbler, understanding the power of words, knowing how their flow can change even the smallest things. Knowing how words pass his lips will likely remain his focus for a grand time. Through the words and inflections of the holy word he knows there are very few demons that could stand a chance, as long he grasps on what he requires. As many Warblers he has no need for a holy book, knowing many of the verses off by heart, he does however prefer to keep a holy book on him at all times, almost as a sort of keepsake, this book will always be found in his bag.

▩Weapons ▸ Even a warbler needs a weapon if only to protect himself from the dangers of the world. From his upbringing, he has held one hobby that helps him to this day, his skill as a fencer now aids him in his time of need. he will typically have a Saber on his person when needed, as the last line of defence against the sources of evil he would encounter in the world. This Hobby has become a essential tool of survival in some cases, though he knows he is still just learning the art of the once simple hobby, perhaps one day he will join the ranks of Fencers, but for now his time is focused on being Warbler

++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ Wyatt is a tolerant man, he believes in diplomacy as a tool, and that combat should always be a final option. In this fact, he seems like a friendly person, willing to look at things and try to make a solution. This personality that he exudes as a Demeanor, undoubtedly forged as he was learning the power of the holy words he so favours. A warbler, after all, must know that every word you say carries weight, even if it isn't scripture.

However, he also has a nature, a way that he acts that he finds more normal, a personality his friends see a lot more than most. In many ways, Wyatt becomes a bit more to the point. This is however not his intention, and normally due to this he becomes a bit more haphazard around friends as he tries to correct himself. The only things he doesn't have patients for is the forces of Satan.


▩Bio ▸ Despite the deep understanding of religion, Wyatt was born into atheist home. Damien and Samantha Ryker didn't really invest in the ways of religion, Damien was the owner of a rather large chain of stores in the United Kingdom. Nothing special, really just a few corner stores spread out in just the right places, however this was enough to keep the family well over the poverty line. They introduced Wyatt to the household, and had little in ways of trouble raising the young boy, who was rather well behaved in both school as well as in his hobbies, these hobbies ranged a multitude of items, though nothing really kept his interest. His first hobby was building train sets, a rather expensive first hobby but one he enjoyed immensely when he was young, it gave a outlet for creativity, something he couldn't quite do with the other kids of his age. Eventually, this graduated and evolved into other things.

It was through these hobbies he encountered his first demon, and indeed it was one of his favourite hobbies that caused him down the religious road he now leads. It was at a Fencing practice, the young boy had reached the age of 10, having had none of the encounters most of his fellow exorcists had, however on a unique day of his schooling as a fencer(albeit not the religious type) he encountered his first demon. The demon had infested the body of one of his fellow classmates. Turning him a bit savage towards the other students. Wyatt didn't know what to think of the situation though it did not bring in any levels of danger towards the boy immediately. Wyatt, like always kept to himself, not being the most social of people.

Though what Wyatt did end up doing was researching the things he had seen, what dark deeds he could almost see that no one else could, learning the religious undertones it meant, seeing the information all he saw culminated to. The young boys mind was very malleable at the time, Eventually even asking his parents about the existence of the devil and demons from his research. Troubling questions any parent could be asked. However eventually one day a man visited one of the sparring sessions, it was then everything seemed to become a bit more dangerous. The demonic child became even more vicious, some of the most elderly folks would say desperate. On that day, the safety on the foil fell off of the possessed child sword. The visitor seemingly the target Wyatt oddly intervened, be it by knowledge gained by study or stupidity would be left undecided. The action left the visitor enough time to complete whatever he had been doing and dismiss the evil entity in the child. This was ultimately the beginning of Wyatt's path.

Either through the research that Wyatt had done or through other means it would appear that the Ex. had discovered the issue tracked Wyatt down and discovered the demonic possession. The Ex. was a warbler who had decided to investigate the issue. Wyatt's thirst for a hobby had found a new hobby, one that would actually be productive in the world. Seeming to become a Fencer, the boy wanted nothing more than to learn the ways of the one who had come to his aid. Studying as a warbler, his parents having little want to refuse the boy, allowed him to join the academies, allowing him to learn both in the rites of religion and as a exorcists, in many ways proving his ability to spot a demonic soul. His Temptaint existing strongly, seemingly from the demoniacally possessed boy. Now as a Warbler, Wyatt carries a book of the holy words he has learned, as well as across he keeps on him. Learning how to converse with people, a skill he sorely needed, and one his parents had been all too glad he gained. Being selected for the highest request of taking down the foulest demons, he bears with a level of pride. Maybe he has finally found a hobby worth sticking to.

▩Likes
++✔Hobbies
++✔Iced-chai tea Latte
++✔Petrichor

▩Dislikes
++✘Not Understanding Something
++✘Deception
++✘Restrictions

▩Fears
++✖Where he is in his life now, his greatest fear is that he will be insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
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[niarbyl]

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▩ Abel Vidal ▩
▩ The Minister ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ 27

▩Gender ▸ Male

▩Height ▸ 5'9"

▩Race ▸ Human

▩Sexuality ▸ Homosexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Upper First

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ His primary ability is his knowledge of medicine and physiology. He's a pretty crafty physician. He once had to use only cardboard and rope as a splint. His experience with treating patients in the medical world runs alongside his skill with treating demonic injuries. His healing abilities are one of the best in the exorcist world, he spent years and years honing his spiritual ability. His physical ability is almost non-existent because he is mostly just sticks for arms.

▩Weapons ▸ To protect himself he carries two pistols on his person at all times. He learned how to shoot from a gunslinger he knew a long time ago, but he isn't exactly skilled. He carries around a bunch of knives and syringes if they're ever needed, so unless some demons want syringes in their sides, step back.
++++++++++In Depth
▩Personality ▸ The word to describe Abel the best is, Eccentric. He's got his quirks and his weird routines, but all around he's a likable, hard-working guy. He's a little bit of a geek over any discoveries made as far as Demonic Sciences and Medicine. He's been in this business for a while so any new toys he get's to use are exciting. His eccentricity stems from his love of medicine, which he sometimes takes to an obsessive level. His apartment, for one, is full of plants. He's gotten into multiple accidents because he'd chased after a demon on the brink of a discovery. He get's ideas, and doesn't realize what he's doing until he's covered his entire desk in blue paint. Most of the time he's a pretty relaxed person, his constant lack of sleep keeps him pretty mellow and on the tired side. He also has a tendency to get into other people's business by accident, or ask to many question and make things awkward. When he's working with patients he's usually pretty talkative and calming, which is always a good thing for a doctor. He's a pretty individualistic person so sometimes people think he's introverted or anti-social but he really does like being with people and holding conversation and hearing himself talk.

▩Bio ▸ Abel was never particularly religious, so how he got to this job was mostly because of a few disasters. First of all, he grew up with his father. His mother had died when he was younger so his dad supported the two of them His dad was a doctor who ran a small family style office, it wasn't anything particularly nice but the regulars came in and they had enough money to support the two of them nicely. Abel helped around with the patients and learned at an early age that he wanted to follow his Father in the business.

High School, was a pain in the a**. It wasn't hard for Abel to get good grades or anything, and he had the fortune of going to a top school, but he quickly realized that if you were a little weird and you preferred the company of potted plants, people would hate you. There were only a few cases of bullying from other kids. Simple things like writing on his stuff, gradually escalated to full on physical bullying. It didn't last to long though because Abel was smart, and though his small frame was useless against the other kids he had other plans. A month later and with some unexpected investigation from the police, Abel was expelled from school. Why? Because he figured the easiest way to get rid of these nasty kids was to poison them, though it didn't fully work which resulted in just his expulsion and a lot of apologies. His Father was already working over time, so the two never really had the chance to talk over Abel's choices but Abel knew that his dad was disgusted with his abuse of medicinal knowledge.

In his series of unfortunate events, he switched schools and made actual friends. One of these friends was a a girl named Clara. She was a year above him, she had beautiful dark brown hair and was very popular. She came to start liking Abel for whatever reason and the two became very close. This girl Clara was probably using the small geeky kid for her own personal reasons, but after what had happened at the last school his self confidence was already shot. But Clara wasn't the important one, It was Clara's parents.After a few times of coming over to her house for study groups, Abel began to notice that Clara's parents were a little different towards him than the other kids, and that they were different in general. He was to desperate to tell Clara that he didn't want to come over anymore. A few kids from their friend group had been staying the night one day when Clara seemed a little off to him. He asked her if she was okay, but she didn't answer him properly. "Do you believe in God?" She asked him over hot chocolate. Abel had never really thought of the existence of a God, but sitting in that room with her he felt he shouldn't lie. "No, I don't. I don't think there is one." As soon as he said those words she stood up from where she was standing. She ran into the next room and he followed behind her, confused. They're other friends had gone home by this point so it was the first time it was just him and Clara's family together. The first face he saw as he walked into their living room was the face of her mother. "You don't believe in God child?" She said to him and he felt a thick lump in his throat. "I was right mom, I was right!" Clara said. "He's possessed isn't he Father?" Abel clenched his fists together, what the hell were they talking about? It took about five seconds for him to realize in his head that Clara's family weren't religious, and it took another five seconds to work out that they were in fact, occult satanists. Apparently, Clara had told her parents about how Abel had been expelled form his previous school, and the rest of it snowballed into thinking that their Lord Satan was residing in the kid. What they were planning to do with him he wasn't sure and he never will, but he was saved by a neighbor who had suspected the family of weird antics after he had blacked out cold. The whole thing left Abel feeling confused, curious that this sort of world existed, and more or less betrayed.

High School ended smoothly after that. Clara's family mysteriously moved away and no one remembered what happened or cared. After that incident, Abel became increasingly more religious. His Father felt it was for the best and he let Abel do whatever he wanted anyway. The main reason behind his religious breakthrough though, was that he now could see demons now. Whatever happened to him that night, it had some affect on him after all.

He soon graduated and he was left with the choice of what to do, thinking back to his past goals, he went to medical school. On the side, he researched the small little dust creatures that followed him and got so invested in them that it brought the attention of an Exorcist. This coincidence led him into Exorcist Cram school where he decided to put all his medical knowledge and research into becoming a Minister. He worked hard, and his past encounter fueled his curiousness and concern over demons, hell, and the like. He saw Clara only once more, on a mission he stood in for, her parents had accidentally summoned something and were killed. He didn't care enough to look into Clara's safety since he still felt slightly betrayed.

Eight Years later, he's working as a full-fledged Minister, spending most of his time out in the field doctoring other exorcists and discovering demons. The appearance of The Royals is a great opportunity for to discover more about demons in general and well, Satan who had influenced his friend so long ago.


▩Likes
++✔ Coffee
++✔ Affectionately calling the younger exorcists "kids"
++✔ Keeping potted plants

▩Dislikes
++✘ Loud Noises
++✘ Obnoxious Exorcists
++✘ Getting into trouble with Upper Ranks

▩Fears
++✖ Possession. He has a secret fear that he is actually possessed, and that Clara's family was right about him. He's undergone a lot of test and such, but he still feels wary.
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[Yunneth]

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▩ Rācheru Kuroyumi ▩
▩ Fencer ▩

++++++++++Basics
▩Age ▸ 20

▩Gender ▸ female

▩Height ▸ 5'6"

▩Race ▸ human

▩Sexuality ▸ Heterosexual

▩Exorcist Rank ▸ Middle Second

++++++++++Qualifications
▩Abilities
++■ Bara Brace - The Bara Brace, a accessory crated by the Kuroyumi Clan, contains all of Rose Edge's power. This was in order to protect each user of the blade. The bracelet hold eleven gemstones. One of the elven is a sort of outlet or container to keep the bracelet in check. This bracelet grants elemental power to the wielder but at the price of blood. If too much power is used then it costs the user their soul.

▩Weapons ▸ Rose Edge (plus The Bara Brace)- Rose Edge is Rācheru's main and only weapon. A katana accompanied by an accessory called the Bara brace. The two work with each other in order for both to be in full use. Rose Edge is the actual weapon while the Bara Brace taps into the blades power and Rācheru's soul and blood are the batteries.

++++++++++In Depth

▩Personality ▸ Rācheru is kind and caring for those she cares for and trusts. She can also be known to be quite rough around the edges when needed. Rācheru is loyal and honest to a fault. She has a good sense of humor and smiles often. But on the inside she is scared of a fate that befalls her by the hands of Rose Edge. Rācheru believes many people to be her equal, feeling titles were just that. Titles. Despite her friendly personality, she does have a cold, unforgiving side towards those who warrant the cold bite of her words.

▩Bio ▸ Rācheru was born into the Kuroyumi clan, a prestigious exorcist family with deep connections to the Vatican. But they are not entirely good. Most of the clan is riddled in sin, save for Rācheru. The girl was strong willed from the start when her manipulative mother forced her to take up sword play from the age of ten in order to for her to be the clan leader. She was punished if she refused to listen but she always stood her ground. Her father was no better. At the age of fourteen, He often made her fight against powerful demons to prove her strength. She always made it out alive(obviously) but almost never was it unscathed.

Fast forward to the age of 18 and this was where she was forced to claim the stolen demon treasure "Rose Edge". Rose Edge was once belonged to a demon named Lilith and the clan stole it from her. The demon then placed a curse on the blade to forever torture the user with nightmares and devour their soul during their life time. Rācheru loathed her family after this for the blade plagued her every night and no one cared. Soon after she left home, hoping to fight for a way to break the curse so she and her future descendants do not suffer from the demonic katana

▩Likes
++✔Reading
++✔Cooking
++✔anime

▩Dislikes
++✘ bugs
++✘ hot days
++✘ sour food

▩Fears
++✖ To be unable to change her fate
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