This is the Book of Names, the database in which the Blood of Canaan records data on all known Nephilim Descendants. Finished characters can be posted here. NPC characters may also be listed here. When posting an NPC, please note that you are the creator, and whether control of the NPC is closed, open, or available via DM.
Formal Name: Ashley Hardy Alias(es): "Ash" Bloodline: Son of Enim Alignment: Dark
Age: 21 Gender: Male Ethnicity: White British Height: 5' 7" / 1.7m Weight: 124lbs / 56.2kg Build: Slender / Athletic Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Gold Unique Features: Scar on left side of chest from knife injury
Mark of Sin: Swirling, flamelike markings that flow along his limbs and neck, ending in sigils on his palms, converging inwards upon his chest and back, and forming a flame-like pattern on his face that frames his eyes.
Physical Description: Hardy typically wears his hair in an unruly style, treated with styling product to deliberately enhance its 'messy' appearance. He favors leather jackets and tight jeans, typically in blacks or blues. His features are boyish with a hint of femininity [Observer's Note: This attribute is a point of contention with Hardy, and should be avoided in discussion to prevent unnecessary friction] and he often wears black ear-studs.
Background Report
Nationality: British, English Place of Birth: Newham University Hospital, London Mother: Laura Hardy (39, Assistant Shop Manager)
Father: John Hardy (41, Mechanic) Brother: Jack Hardy (23, Apprentice Mechanic)
Education:
Primary: Brampton Primary School
GCSE: Eastlea Community School
[Observer's Note: Although Hardy did not progress into post-16 education, this is believed to be due to a disillusionment with the education system rather than an abnormal level of academic incompetence for a Descendant. On initial intellectual assessment, Hardy tested as high as his peers, with the exception of tests requiring knowledge he had never been taught.]
Report Summary: Ashley was the second child born to Laura and John Hardy, a young couple who had been ill-prepared for their first child's birth two years prior. Although born with the innate talent and intelligence of all Descendants, Ashley's upbringing did anything but foster these attributes. His family struggled for money, living in council housing in East London's Newham borough, and as a result tensions within the family were often high. Ashley has stated that his relationships with his birth-parents and brother were conflict-ridden, but still familial, particularly his relationship with his older brother.
Due to the environment of his upbringing, Ashley's teen years brought involvement with illegal gang activity in his local area, and several incidents with law enforcement due to vandalism, petty theft and drug-use.
His education was similarly conflict-ridden. Due to the greater intelligence and comprehension-skills granted by his Descendant heritage, Ashley quickly outpaced his peers academically, but his schools were unable to accommodate for his capability. As a result of this, he quickly grew bored in his classes and his behavior became unruly as a result. This led to a series of disciplinary actions taken on him by his schools, and ultimately a deep-seated dislike of the education system, leading to his decision not to progress into post-GCSE education.
Following his school years, Ashley's gang connections deepened briefly, until an incident in which a close friend of his was killed, and he was injured in a stabbing. This is believed to have shocked him enough that he started to extract himself from these illegal activities, and become more invested in his father's mechanic business in the lead-up to his recruitment.
Psychological Report
Extrovert/Introvert: Extrovert Psychological Stability: Stable Psychological Strengths: Thick-skinned, operates well under pressure, open-minded Psychological Flaws: Anger management, discipline, attentiveness, sensitivity, disinclination to take things seriously, internalised homophobia
Traumas: Death of former associate Ryan Foster in gang-related stabbing. (Status: Unlikely to interfere with operations)
Gender Identity: Cisgender Sexuality: Heterosexual (stated) [Observer's Note: Analysis of Hardy's behaviour and history indicates that he is in fact homosexual, however his upbringing and environment have led to him repressing this. This situation should be monitored to ensure it does not lead to long-term psychological harm or aggression against other community members]
Personality Overview: Hardy is a jovial and witty young man with a tendency to not take his responsibilities and circumstances seriously enough. After overcoming the initial shock of displacement, Hardy adapted unusually quickly to his new life in the Garden, citing a strained relationship with his family and friends, and the dramatic improvement in quality of life that the Garden's facilities offer.
Hardy has displayed enthusiasm for his combat training that suggests a lack of maturity and understanding of the severity of its purpose. Whilst his background makes clear he is no stranger to death-in-conflict, the scale of his past altercations is very minor. He requires observation to determine whether he can adapt to the realities of deployments and the significance of truly fighting to kill and survive.
At present, his laid-back attitude, sharp tongue and short temper have not endeared him to his instructors. If he does not display an improvement within a reasonable length of time, this assessment advises disciplinary action be taken to attempt to manage his behavior and encourage a rapid increase in maturity.
Bloodline/Attribute Report
Bloodline: Son of Enim (+ 1 Prowess, +1 Arcana) Forefather: Shiranui (+3 Arcana, +2 Agility) Forefather Abilities: Highly Potent Pyromancy
Prowess: 2 -> 3
Agility: 3 -> 5
Perception: -1
Grit: 1
Arcana: 0 -> 4
Combat Specialization: Hardy operates best when utilising his exceptional agility to enhance his fighting. He is most effective at mid-range, utilising small-arms in tandem with his pyromantic capabilities, while taking advantage of the environment to outmaneuver enemies with his superior speed and dexterity. In close-combat, Hardy is most proficient with small blades, moving quickly and avoiding prolonged engagements where possible due to his relative fragility.
[Observer's Note: Hardy has insisted that an amendment to this section of the dossier be added to make note of the fact that, unprompted and against the advice of instructors, he has mastered the ability to utilise firearms whilst driving a motorcycle without unduly sacrificing accuracy or risking losing control of the vehicle. This can only be put down to his supernatural levels of balance and precision, rather than this in any way being a good idea.]
Lines and freckles like constellations cross her back back, upper shoulders, and the left side of her face. Her hair blooms white when she taps into the arcane. It takes it's toll; her once jet-black hair is now streaked with white. [break][break]
Biography
They called her a witch and threw rocks at her. They said she had her hand in voodoo, in blood magic; that she was friends with the creatures that lived in the trees. [break][break] They were right to fear her.[break][break]
Short Bio: For the majority of Cicero’s life the most remarkable thing about him was his name. He grew up in a lower middle class home located at the heart of a small rural community roughly two hours from everywhere. His interests in the arts were useless to him in his hometown, but he didn’t have the guts to try his luck out in the wider world. Most young adults in his age group got out through college, sports, or by signing on for military duty. Cicero had no interest in sports. He wasn’t motivated enough for college, nor ballsy enough for the army. So he rented a trailer from his parents on a lot at the far end of their property. He spent his days either bagging groceries or helping his father build overpriced houses for wealthy retirees, and his nights drinking with friends or vegetating in front of his computer.
Cicero didn't have a bad life, it just wasn't remarkable. He was going nowhere fast, which he felt wasn't really something to be ashamed of. Cicero thought that it suited him just fine, even though there was an incessant piece of himself buried way down deep that was screaming.
The black bag that was thrown over his head, one cold evening as Cicero went to enter his car after his shift at the local grocer, was ultimately a blessing in disguise. Though saddened over the pain that his sudden disappearance would no doubt cause his parents, Cicero was quick to adapt to his new situation, and once his lineage was awakened, eager to see what the Blood of Canaan could offer him.
The problem, is that he was born into the line of the Anakim. Despite having no prior affiliation with the rogue Nephilim tribe, Cicero has had to struggle a little more than most Descendants to find a place of belonging in the Garden. The powers granted to him by his awakened blood, and the bond with his Forefather symbiote, have given him the confidence to become a capable and promising soldier, though his reliability can be lacking as old habits tend to die hard.
(Scars/Handicaps)
Physical: No major identifying marks worth notation.
Emotional: Prone to depression. Medications are being applied.
Psychological: Lazy, and easily discouraged. Poor motivational skills. Close supervision may be required. Continued active status pending.
(Attributes/Abilities)
Prowess: +0 → +2
Agility: +1 → +2
Perception: +2 → +2
Grit: +1 → +4
Arcana: +1 → +2
Fighting Technique: A unique blend of styles with no definite inspiration. Despite his training, Cicero fights more like a bar room brawler than a soldier. He aggressively attacks his opponent to keep their attention, but rarely drops his own defenses to land a punishing blow. Instead, he baits his enemy, using his supernatural resilience to stave off damage while his squadmates position themselves for a tactical advantage.
Combat Specialization: Close Quarters Melee Combatant.
(Forefather Bond)
Forefather Name: Iyomante
Mark of Sin: Thin thread-like lines of light coil over themselves in a spiraling spider’s web of energy coursing across his skin. When viewed in small portions, the lines appear haphazard. If the Mark were to be removed, however, and laid out on a flat surface, the lines gradually come together to create verse upon verse of archaic text. The Blood of Canaan has identified the language as a dialect of Enochian. Cicero has not been notified of what the text says.
Signature Abilities: -Instantaneous Cellular Regeneration -Rakunda: An arcane technique unique to the Symbiote, allowing Cicero to temporarily compromise his enemy’s physical and mental fortitude.
I can feel your breath. I can feel my death. I want to know you. I want to see. ♇
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(Basic Info)
Bloodline: Son of Zuzim (Grit +1 | Agility +1)
Alignment: Light
Age: 25
Appearance Description: Of average height, slight weight, white blonde hair, mint green irises, and sharp facial features.
Short Bio: Not much is known about the life of Flume other than his service for an organized crime family.
(Scars/Handicaps)
Physical: Lancing white fissures on his back and arms. A rounded crevice on the upper left side of his chest. A motley of finer scars fall almost everywhere.
Emotional: Little trust for others.
Psychological: Seems to delete traumatic memories. Might precipitate combustion later, however it keeps him functioning at present.
(Attributes/Abilities)
Prowess: 0
Agility: 1
Perception: 1
Grit: 1
Arcana: 2
Fighting Technique: Standard Military CQC / Ryūhyō (similar to Tai Chi)
Combat Specialization: Ranged. Defense.
(Forefather Bond)
Forefather Name: Wadatsumi
Mark of Sin: Like cracks in ice, thin lines of black web outward from Flume's chest. They come to a halt on his fingers, the soles of his feet, and his scalp. Attribute Boost: Arcana +2 | HP +2 | Agility +1
Abilities: Brother to Shiranui, Wadatsumi grants the ability, upon a successful Arcana roll, to conjure, shape, and control the element of Ice in actions and attacks.
SON OF ZUZIM; ICE MASTER
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“All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.” ― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
