"you know, i never thought i'd cut it as a sales man, i mean, i never
thought i was a people person, but i guess at heart i am. Wassat?
what do i
sell, oh you wouldnt be interested.. oh, you do what to know, well, i
all kinds of things, just general stuff, what ever the warehouse
yesterday it was cloths for household serfaces, today, its polish and
"another drink for my freind here joey.
"yeah joey knows me, i come here alot, joey buys some of my stuff,
always need cleaning stuff dont they.
"so, you come here after work eh? have a beer, relax and then head
married? heh, in a way, to the job, not to any woman.
"yeah, i do get a lot of attention from some of the customers, i have
regulars, oh no, nothing like that, i mean they wanted it like that
first, but nah thats not the way to build up a good buisness is it? i
im on first name terms with just about all of my customers.
"Elliot? thats a good name, i dont think i know any elliots, glad to
ya, my names harry, you want a business card? yeah sure, i get
stuff every day or so, im always in the area
"yeah, nice to meet you to elliot, heh yeah sure, you buy the beer
then ok, kay, bye."
Malakite of Marc
Angel of door to door sales
Some times evil doesnít come in the face of demons, it come with the
boredom, and idle hands are a tool for the devil as the saying goes.
Haraniels task is to bring some sort of release form the drudgery of
for bored housewives and single parent families.
He is responsible for personally taking several Lusties out of action
area and removing their human prey by giving them something else to
Now admittedly not every body likes cleaning, but cleanliness is next
godliness after all.
Harry goes round the area and brings some small release for people of
sorts, and in the end, some of the worst slums have been cleared up
in the area.
Haraniel's vessels all have Charisma +2, he knows all variants of the
of tongues and has a can of mace spray that causes celestial damage
Joey is a reliever, sent to earth to see how to fit in to human terms
relations, he is interested in working for David, and he is also
fledging as a Cherub.
Tregard stood there, his spear still half buried in the things body.
"hmmph, last time i killed one of those was a few months ago, i think
the cruds gonna hit the fan, im gonna have to hunt more often, but
this body is no good, i need a new body, i need to find a suitable
host and go hunting"
"stuart, stuuuuuuuaaaaarrrtttt, wake up, c'mon sleepy bones time to
go to work"
He lay there for a moment, he felt fuzzy in the head, nothing new
there the thought, then the dream came back to him.
The dream of the man with the spear and the sword, he dreamed he was
that man, he dreamed he was the hunter.
"Yes, time to go to work" he rumbled as he got up.
"My lady... I have news.... we have found the dreamer you were
curious of, he has managed to kill one of our malakim, soul killed
milady, he resists all atempts of our cherubim to attune to him, he
knows that we are looking for him"
Blandine merely stood there, gazing across the dreamscapes of all the
happy dreamers, her eyes focused for a moment on one dreamscape, it
was drifting across to the other side, she focused once more, and she
saw the hunter, she saw his hosts dreams, she saw that he was forcing
himself on others dreamscapes and she saw that he was killing the
dreamers as he killed the bad things in their dreams.
"he... must be stopped" she mused, her servant vanished and an alarm
was sounded from below.
The dreamscape vanished suddenly as its creator died and the symphony
screamed out in agony.
known skills: possesion, song of sheilds, song of thunder, multiple
possesions (like kyriotates), hunt attunment (or a good copy of it),
grants the host of it immunity to cherub/djinn resonance.
Tregard was an anglo-saxon lord, he was a pagan working for the
christianized lords, and on his death bed he avowed that he would
hunt down all that was to him unholy and seek his revenge on those he
was forced to serve.
He haunts the marches and sleep realms, killing things that are not
right, he hunts angels and demons alike, he hunts ethereals as well,
but only those who are not of the celt and teutonic basis.
He has his work cut out for him, but he can kill malakim, and is very
very well skilled in the use of spears, bows and swords.
He fights dirty, killing the dreamers to kill the things he is
After a hunt he rests for a while and heals up, he changes hosts
quite often, and leaves his hosts to sort out any corporeal troubles
that he has caused.
His hosts think that it was all their idea, they dont realise that
they have been possesed, they think that they are tregard, going
about his sworn quest, killing people who are the decendants of those
whom he served in the days of old.
Shedite of 'Things that go Bump in the Night'
Long ago, beleth was bored, her distant lover was busy inspiring the
She sought a way to ease her boredom, she stirred her essence
in to the form of a kyriotate, but she mused that something was wrong
with it, it seemed, well, twisted and malformed, so she cast in to
her most darkest place where fear dwelt, and all but forgot about it
untill the early 16th century.
The creature had no name to call is self, nor was there any others
like it, in the darkness it stayed for a time, of time it knew not
the concept so it stayed there, not quite thinking, but just dwelling
until its creator summoned it forth from the dark place and gave it a
task, which it still perfoms to this day and age.
Nowadays the nameless one is known as Golder, and is of the band
known as Shedim, but it is a little different from the rest, its
celestial form is akin to the rest of its band but it is a little
smaller, its limbs, when they form are twisted or half formed.
He has also some time ago been given the word that roughly translates
in to 'Things that Go Bump in the Night'.
Things that Go Bump in the Night**
Shedim of Beleth
Djinn of Beleth
Shedim of Asmodeus
This acts similarly to the Terror attunement, however, With the
expendature of 1 Essence the demon can force all the sleeping mortals
in a range equals to his Celestial Forces X the check digit to wake
up screaming in terror and unable to get any more sleep that night.
**Things that go Bump in the Night
The demon knows on sight, which part of the marches a sleeper is in.
If they are in Blandines then the demon may spend 2 points of Essence
and cause the sleeper to shift over to Beleths realm.
If the sleeper
has any angels in their dreamscape then they are forced out and the
dreamer wakes up instantly thinking they heard a noise.
If the demon
spends a further 1 point of Essence the human gets a very poor nights
sleep and is automatically put in to Beleths side of the Marches the
next time they go sleep.
And so it came to pass, achmel, son of hamed, son of mikael the
hidden, child of god, came apon the great cave.
From this cave came a great noise, and this great noise was like a
music he had never heard the like of before.
The music was the sound of man and beast, wind and water, the crackle
of fire and the crack of flints, it was of drums and pipes.
Achmel, son of hamed, son of mikael the hidden, child of god, went in
to the cave and learned how the music was made and after a great time
he left the cave no older than the age he went in, his sons sons had
died and still he was ageless.
Soldier of ?
Skills: ANy good mixture, all at least level 3, modern skills at
level 2 or one (modern being in the last 150 years)
Gabriel: i was there, the cavern a place for him to know the truth
and to truly see the world as it is and the glory that is attributed
Khalid: Once he had faith in god, but now he wanders, his faith
dwindles, once he was a good soldier of mine.
Sorcery is the devils tool or so they say, but i know of many who use
it for gods means and good causes.
Hatiphas: So close now, so very close....
Lillith: he is only flesh and blood, he has Needs, mmm, how he has
Heh, here is something to give your characters a pause in time for a
He resonates as honourable, as dissonant as any good honest person,
but he has Needs, and he is quite temperamental and does have mood
A normal guy, perhaps a little out of time, miserable having to see
his descendants in such a state, but psychologically balanced.
"So, let me get this straight, your an angel of the lord yeah?, sorry
I still donít buy it, no wings, no halo, and your asking me to lend
you a fiver to get a cab? Get real and get a life you loser"
Parachel is a sad and lonely angel, only he isnít an angel, his real
name is Paul Stromstenn, and he is sadly deluded.
He is convinced he is an angel, but he canít remember much about
heaven and he cant take his great and mighty -other body- because a
nasty demon laid a curse on him.
There was once a Kyriotate called Parachel, but he died a soul death
some eight hundred years ago.
Paul does however remember one or two things about the angels life
Is paul merely some poor guy who has got a lump of force in him from
a dead kyriotate?
Is he really a kyriotate who is slowly remembering who he is and
where he is from?
Is he just a sad delusional guy?
Heh, no one is really sure if the forces that go back to the
symphony are totally raw and clean, so if an ethereal force deos get
put in to a human and then he starts to remember things, is it him or
well its the force, but why does he remember?
Heh, imagine if this sort of thing started happening a lot, would it
mean the end of creation?
The re-using of the old in to an almost new
Does that mean that the symphony is -finite- or is it merely an aspect
of -this- symphony?
Are all the different symphonies like it? or do they continue to use
What does happen to all those old forces?
You can go HOME but you don't want to do that.....