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Deacon Ichabod Tull

2/8/2021

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Olde World. Tis been seven years. Seven long God damned years, since Death came a callin'. Tis not spoken as a blaspheme, more as a reality. For tis been that  long since that lively, cheerful town of San Gabriel fell to the scourge of the undead, sorcery, and the dark heart of evil. It crept in slow, such as would a bone chillin' fog. Townsfolk done gone missin' over the course of months. Yet unbeknownst to the Gabrielians, they would soon turn up, but not as one was expectin'. Six months, six days, and six hours to the day the first resident vanished. Twas then, the onslaught began. Decimatin' the population either by bein' consumed, turned or by other means that this page be forever stained by it's mention. All of them. Friend and family alike. Cut down like chaffs of wheat durin' Harvest Reap. Even within the doors of The House of God. For a spell of bewitchment was cast upon the town itself so that the Vampire Witch, her disciples and ghouls could act with impunity. Many were familiar faces, yet no longer the people they had been.  A small militia was formed to counter the brutal assault. The town armory was emptied. All manor of electro guns, hand cannons and slug throwers were deployed, only made truly effective after a blessin' by the waters at the church. By then however, twas too late. The evil spread as a plague, soon overcomin' the desperate defense. Holding to a last stand while structures burned, and Holy Ground defiled. Abandoned of all hope, a lone survivor gathered what supply could be carried and fled unto the deserts. The church Deacon who's name was Ichabod Tull.
Further and yon he traveled to an ancient place where spirits of the great ancestors held sway. Powerful magic and blessins had been placed on the land, to keep it unspoilt. Twas there his work began. Lo then , it was on high where in exile he planned, trained and prepared. Only then he could act. Chosen by God to vanquish Evil. It was his to avenge. "God hath damned them once. I shall damn them once more." "So sayeth The Deacon." Long days and many moon were spent searching, tracking an destroying what vile spawn that were encountered in the accursed lands. In every province and village, the stench of death hung in the air. 
The Armies of Darkness marched across the land. Devouring, turning, and befouling all creatures great and small. Feeding on flesh and fear. Town after town overrun. Tribes united, refugees gathered. Shamans and other holy men and women did all they could to protect the nomadic caravans from the magics of the Vampire Witch. The scattered rabble of humanity who were a wanderin' the wastes, endlessly scavengin' off the corps of the Olde World, no one place was safe for too long. 
Rumors spread of a man taking the fight to the ghastly ones roaming the land. A light in the darkness. Vanquishing evil where ever he went. One who showed no fear and gave no quarter. For it was the Deacon come to call.

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DeLatoche, Adrian M.

2/2/2021

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Federation of Sovereign Nations Personnel File 2866:
DeLatoche, Adrian M.
Captain: FSN Andrade
SRVC # 5150OU812
Commendation Golden Trident for conspicuous bravery and valor.
Awarded Navy Cross
Several Good Conduct Ribbons for outstanding leadership.
Commendation Golden Trident for the Daajarhi Maneuver at the Battle of Tareg.
Captain Adrian DeLatoche had already racked up a storied career above and below the waves before being recruited into the newly minted Federation of Sovereign Nations Naval Division after the Treaty Of Aerobend, that created the Federation, giving the member nations a cohesive yet independent unification of stable and progressive countries. It's mission; to defend and protect land, sea and sky from threats on a global scale.
Serving aboard a few different vessels during key conflicts contributing to the rise for a need of the federation. As he was an already brilliant engineer, also serving in various positions in the engineering and sciences departments where proving his metal in solving difficult problems and anticipating the needs of his superiors, he was asked to partner with Nikola Tesla in order to design and build the FSN Flagship, Andrade. The world's first giant Deep Sea Submersible, all about dwarfing the conventional submarines and warships of its time. It's shape of which resembles a Squid complete with tentacular arms designed to move independently or in conjunction depending on need of speed or maneuverability.
A warm, friendly and compassionate sort, yet hard set with determination ,bravery, dedication and discipline. Ready to take on any situation put in his path, lifting up his crew and confident in their ability to handle their duties. More than capable in his capacity to command. Sharp of wit and long on charm, he prefers to lead by example and is unfailing in his loyalty to his ship and crew as well as those close to him. His shipmates are as equally loyal to him. Integrity, balance and forethought makes him stand out in his service.
End of File.

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Abigail Grace Watson

1/28/2021

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My name is Abigail Grace Watson.  I was born with a curious and questioning mind...what some might refer to as nosy...but to each his own.  I am often found off to myself, studying the minute details of a scene.  I am deadly with a pistol and mine is never far from my side (my left side, to be exact - which often throws off the villains that would accost me - much to my infinite amusement).  Always being fond of science, I keep at ready an arsenal of elixirs, herbs, tinctures and poultices that are helpful in most situations.  My journal is my constant companion and I keep a thorough record of everything that I encounter.
I am currently a detective/adventurer who joined S.T.E.A.M. (the Society of Time Travelers, Explorers, Adventurers and Mystics) in their quest to rid the world of those beasties that some dare not even whisper about.
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Mr Hugo Hyde

1/28/2021

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A gentle caretake of the Ebony Mansion, his home and place of employ. Directed by Bishop Twilight, who is a mysterious and aloof dispenser of instruction into Mr. Hydes world. 
Mr. Hyde is a third generation employee of the Bishop. Paying off a long standing debt which is not discussed in the public eye.  
Ebony Manor is a spectral location found between realms. Not in the land of the physical and yet not in the aspect of the metaphysical. It is designed to house, and contain those beings and creatures which do not belong in the world of the Mundane. It is not a prison, but a refuge from those who would cause harm to the mysterious beings often brought to the manor for safe keeping. 
​Mr Hyde is the caretaker of these entities. Gentle by nature and understanding. 
His tasks often involve lengthy travel outside of the manor in search of new “residents” and his commission is to return those he comes into contact with back to the manor. 
Never underestimate Mr Hydes point of observation, he may seem like a simple being, but his insight and strengths are many. He keeps with him 3 keys. Each on for a different task.  One will open a dimensional vortex leading back to the Manor. One will open a vortex to safely carry whom ever passes through back to the last place of safety. And the final key is unknown and comes with the warning to never use, unless told explicitly to do so. 
Mr Hyde also is a collector of unique equipment. He often carries a small vial of what appears to be sand, and yet upon agitation of the vial, it glows brightly.  He has come by this artifact by collection what he refers to as “fairy dust” from key members of the Manor Residents.


The keys
Hugo has an infatuation with keys but with good reason. Every key opens into the unknown or forbidden. When Hugo took over the responsibilities of the ebony manor from his father he was presented the keys. He remembers watching his father with the keys. How his father watched over, protected and even respected the keys. Most of the keys are for guest and resident's rooms as well as various other rooms in and around the manor's grounds. There are the special keys known as the colored keys. Red- opens any door directly into ebony manor. White- opens any door into a vortex that will take Hugo and any friends to the last place of safety. Red- this key is an enigma. It is never to be used. Only the bishop knows what happens if it is used. Hugo values and protects these keys with his life. If any key is attempted to be stolen it will leave a brand that looks like a key permanently on the thief's  palm.



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Beast
Beast is the guard dog of the ebony manor and also the grounds. He is an Irish wolf hound that came to the manor as a pup when Hugo was 7. He grew into an adult dog but stopped aging do to the location of the manor.

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Lore
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Lore is what is commonly referred to as a slender man. His clan was here before light touched the earth. The only thing the slender man think of is capturing and devouring life sources. Lore was a cast out, for lore felt compassion. His clan turned on him, wanting to rip him apart but before that could happen Bishop Twilight saved him and took him to reside in the ebony manor. He is a faithful worker assisting Hugo with overseeing the residents and guest of the manor. He is an impressive being. He stands 10 feet in height. He has tentacles that look like some kind of wood coming out of his back as needed. He has unbelievable strength and almost all guest and residents respect if not fear him. Though he has no features including a mouth he can communicate with Hugo effortlessly.

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Dr. Derwood Isaiah Ghinton

1/28/2021

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  I am the Chief Magistrate The Consortium. Also the founder and owner of The Steampunk Consortium as well as The Muncie Indiana Steampunk Society.
   I am a Doctor of Metaphysical Sciences, a proud member of S.T.E.A.M , A Spiritualism Enthusiast, A Steampunk Ambassador, An Established Time Traveler and I am also the resident Psychic of the Adventuring group.

​I have a lifetime of fascination with all things which "go bump in the night", of the ghostly kind, not the other. My fascination has led me into many dark corners, and given me more questions than answers to the source of those unscrupulous creaks and shrieks often associated with the seance or the haunting of one's abode or business.
My scientific pursuits have opened my mind to entertain and speculate upon the stories of others. I am ever seeking to learn more of the adventures and experiences of my fellow man, and to seek out and investigate those odd occurrences to discover whatever may exist behind the curtain.
I am able and willing (with, or often without prompting) to graciously share my opinions and observations on the subjects of “Life Beyond The Flesh”, “The Transition”, “Energy— Origin & Destination”, “What is Spirit?” and many others in a variety of venues and circumstances.
My psychic ability often manifests itself through a horrendous and disabling amount of pain felt around the head. I struggle with this condition often when I least expect it. I have issues with self doubt and excessive humility, especially when dealing with my own senses. 
My experience with time travel is extensive and I have come to have limited understanding of "The Butterfly Effect." A strong realization that time and dimensional boundaries must be respected lest we create greater harm than good. 

A mentioned previously, I am the director of The Consortium. A Great Hall providing refuge for those who utilize the time stream and dimensional travel.  It is a closed environment, only allowing visitation with extreme precautions. Some transient members are permitted on the upper deck and landing field for Airships and Dimensional transports. But to gain access to the deeper levels of the Consortium, one must be issued a specific pass which has limitations.
The Consortium is in fact a regulations station assigned the duty of protecting and preserving the time line and dimensional attributes which have been established to secure the future. Violations of those guidelines can and will lead to banishment and an entry into the journals as a rebel which must be monitored and any alterations to the time line by that entity is subject to be investigated and reoriented. 

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