[t3hDarkness]

Identity: Brass Knight
Name: Chase Alphonse
Age: Undisclosed
Species: Human, male
Class: Occultist Servant
Sign: Cancer

Appearance:
"Not all monsters have claws and fangs."
A 5'9" man with a slight build and light blonde, almost white hair. On rare occasions when the light is just right, a blue-gray eye can be seen sparkling from behind the mask
He is always seen wearing a one-eyed brass mask marked with a cross and usually a brass colored gauntlet. The rest of his clothes vary on the time period, but are almost always rather unadorned and incredibly well made. Occasionally he will take off his mask or wear religious vestments, but will never will he reveal his own face (see powers).

Personality:
"Ahem, now that you can stand again, let us continue."
Chase Alphonse is usually very formal and polite, even to his enemies. At times has a tendency to be condescending to mere mortals or unsophisticated fools he feels are below his mental level then again sometimes when he is curious he is too compassionate for his own good. He is loyal to a fault but always looking for a loophole to screw over his unseen masters.

Possessions:
"This is of no matter to your demise, the very stars speak of your doom."
Although he carries a glyph covered dagger and various poisons (and a gun depending on time period) the only weapon he wields is a living gauntlet forged with alchemy that can conjure an incredibly fine, nearly unbreakable razor wire and can glammer itself to look like a simple wristband.

Powers:
"It makes no difference, but I always find your primative magic intriguing."
Chase has always had a sharp senses and a sharper mind, he made deals to gain knowledge eventually leading into arcane and occult powers. To gain more forbidden knowledge anonymously he took to wearing a brass half-mask and calling himself a soldier of alchemy. Some say he even took a transfusion of vampire's blood. Through the ages, he has been a sage, a wizard, and an alchemist.

The Brass Knight been dealt the Devil’s blessing and given the church's sanction and is thusly bound to serve both. He is free from the ravages of time, disease, and vitriol and has, through many occult rituals gained the ability to change his form to something else with a basic human shape and to walk without leaving any trace of his presence. By means of study he learned the ability to control wire with his merest thought, fast enough to catch a bullet leaving the barrel. Given enough time in Rome’s secret libraries he will find a way to accomplish any task.

He uses his razor wires as a weapon to entangle and slash at his foes, a shielding array that can block even ethereal attacks and ground out elemental attacks, and to create the arrays necessary for the maximum power of his spells. In a pinch an arcane hand sign can be used, but at greatly decreased power.

Identity: Klang to his friends (although he hates it)
Name: Gir’and Kris (Modern) Grant Kris
Age: 24
Species: Human, male, golem powered
Class: Berserker

Appearance:
"What are YOU looking at?"
A 6’2” man with a sturdy build and an even sturdier right arm. He wears nothing but a dirty gray kilt covered in chains, an iron charm (to ward off evil), and a rusty left-hand gauntlet. He has long dirty-blonde hair, blue-gray eyes, and a pair of small black horns partially covered by his hair. His right arm was withered by a sorcerer in a fight and has been replaced with a fire elemental-powered golem arm.
(Modern: Due to his many years runing in the lower parts of town, he has a large amount of Cybernetics, subdermal plating, sensory adapters, artifical arm, nanobots, implanted weapons, the works. He usually wears a lot of chains denim jeans and a denim vest marked with gang signs.)

Personality:
"RAAAAAGGHHHH!!" *CRASH*
Much like the elemental in his arm, he is an explosive and hot-headed berserker. He believes himself invincible and will not hesitate to attack anyone that insults him. Occasionally he will take charge of a local gang and raise hell until ultimately growing bored and disappearing.

Possessions:
"This is MINE"
One massively oversized sword named Drakonspine (tribute to Dhazi) built specifically to coordinate with his artificial arm; and an accompaniment of heavy hooked chain weapons. He wears a single left-handed gauntlet that protects him from and corrosion has the ability to cause rust, although he is still phobic of rust magic.
(Modern: Uses an 5 foot chainsword and chains. Occasionaly he will use a sawn-off shotgun loaded with buckshot, but more for diversionary tactics. He has a program installed to use his nanites to crash every other nanobot in the area.)

Powers:
*Click, Click* FWOOSH "Did you need that?"
Already strong and tough the addition of a golem transplant granted near invulnerability, even more brute strength, and a couple of flame attacks (plus the ability to be healed by flame). He is not particularly skilled, but powerful enough (and crazy enough) to charge through about any problem that comes his way.
(modern: Cybernetic arm has a built-in ether recharging flamethrower.)

He and the elemental are inseparably bound, even if the arm should happen to be removed, he only needs to hold some iron scrap to the flaming stump to recreate a working appendage, although specially prepared limbs work better.
(Modern: given enough time and raw materials, the nanobots can repair any damaged system)


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