Virgil (The Demon Slayer)

Demon Hunter Archetype

Motivation: Kill the bad guys, be the best you can be as a demon hunter.

Type: Human, Experienced Demon Hunter [Demon]

Attributes:

·  Str 5 [8], Dex 6 [9], Con 4 [8], Int 4 , Per 3 , Will 5

Ability Scores:

·  Muscle 16 [22], Combat 18 [21], Brains 12 [12]

Life Points: 53 [104] / ____

·  -1/ 10 , -2/ 20 , -3/ 30 , -4/ 40 , Out/ 53, RIP-1/+10

Drama Points: 20 / ___

Experience: spent 98 / ___

Special Abilities: Languages {Latin & Spanish}

• Qualities: Acute Senses {Hearing} (2), Attractiveness +1 (1), Good Luck +4 (4), Hard to Kill 10 (5), Nerves of Steel (3), Resistance +5 {Demonic Effects (5), Fast Reaction Time (2), Contact (Police Chief} (2), Contact {Vatican Knights} (5), Situational Awareness (2), Natural Toughness (2), [Demon Quality (33): Immortal, Regeneration Con/Turn, Natural Armor 10, Hard to Kill +5, Teleportation]

• Drawbacks: Adversary {Demons & Vampires} (2), Impaired Senses {Sight/Corrected} (2), Mental Problems {Cruel} (1), Recurring Nightmares (1), Secret {Hunter/Reputation} (1), Kharmic Tie {Tristy} (0), [Demon Drawbacks 12: Supernatural Form {Dual} (1), Attractiveness -4 (4), Adversary {Demon tribe} (4), Adversary {Demon God} (3)

• Skills: Acrobatics 6, Computers 2, Crime 3, Doctor 2, Driving 2, Getting Medieval 6, Gun Fu 2, Influence 2, Knowledge 2, Kung Fu 5, Languages 2, Mr. Fix-It 0, Notice 3, Occultism 2, Science 0, Sports 0, Wild Card (______) 0

CHARACTER HISTORY

     It is all business; I would call it a family business. My great-uncle Sid, was a ‘demon slayer’. He disappeared under ‘suspicious’ circumstances (I believe it was a demon who finally got him). I accidentally found his writings; they were hidden in a chest my grandpa kept in his attic along with the collection of antique knives and other exotic cutlery. When grandpa died he left behind great-uncle Sid’s stuff to me. I originally thought the diary was the fiction, but I became curious and checked out one of my great-uncle’s friends at the Pleasantville retirement home. He was very elderly barely able to sit up, but he had a sharp memory. He was one of my great-uncle’s ‘gang’ (I would call it a Scooby Gang Member) he informed me about everything he remembered, he even helped in deciphering part of the diary. The fighting part I had to learn on my own, still learning, but knowledge of demons and their weaknesses he was a regular encyclopedia. It was a bizarre summer, especially when he ‘mysteriously’ disappeared.

     I will never forget middle school. I met for the first time a demon. It was the most vile thing I have ever seen, no the movies do not due justice to the real McCoy. I looked like a mix between a monkey and a lizard with gross slime oozing out of it’s mouth. It (I use the word loosely) was stealing children’s souls, and leaving them without any ‘good’ emotions. I finally cornered it  (along with some of my pals) in back of the skate park in the alley and cut it into pieces with a cleaver. It must have been the fear and rage, but it was extreme, and I couldn’t believe it I was just like the Energizer Bunny! I continue to have bizarre nightmares about even today. Great-uncle Sid warned me about it in his diary, “The biggest danger in our vocation is becoming even worse than our prey.” He’s dead; I guess he didn’t know too much.

     It was way too early for me to get started in this ‘slaying’ gig. Hey, I was only an 8^th grader when I bagged my first kill. Now it’s like a drug, I just can’t stop. Every day there is some new monster, critter, or blood-sucking corpse trying to do me in. Both the innocent and guilty have fallen.  Every time I turn around in my life there seems to be even more blood. I hope I can quit someday, and have a ‘normal’ life. Heck, maybe I could just join the marines; it would sure be a whole less messy. I’ve learned the skills and honed the abilities and I have a job to do, I guess I just won’t get paid for or wear a uniform. Lucky for me there seems to be a new ‘Slayer’ on the playing field and the ‘leaches’ aren’t as interested in me anymore. On my first day at school, in my junior year I meet a girl, Hope, the vampire slayer. She has these wicked super powers and even a ‘watcher’ along with her gang of ‘scoobies’ helping her out. Hey! Were she back in middle school, maybe my life would have been a lot simpler. It must be nice to be her. So Now I just keep my great-uncle’s blades sharp and wait for the next horror show to start.

     Oh god, I wonder how much longer I will have to put with Hope’s incompetence. Her crew is going to get me killed. There are way too many amateurs in this group now. I only hope they don’t all get snagged along the way. Ever since Hope came to town the number of supernatural occurrences has tripled. I better buy more sharpening stones.

Quote: “Gross! Dude brush! I sure hope you have dental insurance, your going to need it, slag!”

Roleplaying

        Demon ‘slayers’ have a job just like Slayers, except they have a higher death rate and are not superman. You did not realize how dangerous demon hunting would be, but now you just feel obligated to continue. Since 8^th grade, your emotions have become dark, moody, and even violent. This does not make you popular with most people. You are quiet and intense like a person haunted by dark secret. You are truly yourself when slaying, when the trill of the chase, and the rush of battle consumes you. Everyday you look into the mirror and you just don’t seem to see yourself, yet you can’t change the image.

Season One Adjustments: Dexterity +1, Constitution +1, Kung Fu +1, Contacts 1; Dante and Hope

Season Two Adjustments: Acrobatics +1, Computers +1, Crime +1, Driving +1, Getting Medieval +1, Gun Fu +1, Influence +1, Knowledge +1, Kung Fu +1, Notice +1, Occultism +2, Attractiveness +2, Fast Reaction Time, Lucky +3

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