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This is what I'm thinking of based on what we know thus far:

Name: Makaius "Mak" [haven't come up with a good last name yet]

Age/Sex: 23/Male

Residence: New York City at the moment

Occupation/Fields of Interest: Graduate Student in Communication Studies and Psychology

Traits: Quiet, slightly above average intelligence, still prone to acting his age

Weapons/manner of combat: Primary - magic (holy), Secondary - staff/polearm type weapon

Appearence: Preppy with a punk undertone due to his blue/black dyed hair. Tall but not necessarily skinny. Wears a dusty white hooded robe/trench coat when he doesn't want others to recognize him

History: Mak, a graduate student interning at a mental institution, finds several cases of voluntary commital sharing a similar story about a demon. On his gut instinct he takes a leave of absence from work and his life to relocate from his west coast college to New York where he can investigate several texts and artifacts he feels might shed some light on the situation. Continuing to stick his nose where it doesn't belong Mak starts studying incantations and holy magic should he have a similar experience to the ones that lead him to New York. Until that time he continues to prepare himself and chase the shadows through the underground cultures of New York looking for concrete evidence to prove his isn't going crazy as well.

Makaius

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This is what I'm thinking of based on what we know thus far:

Name: Makaius "Mak" [haven't come up with a good last name yet]

Age/Sex: 23/Male

Residence: New York City at the moment

Occupation/Fields of Interest: Graduate Student in Communication Studies and Psychology

Traits: Quiet, slightly above average intelligence, still prone to acting his age

Weapons/manner of combat: Primary - magic (holy), Secondary - staff/polearm type weapon

Appearence: Preppy with a punk undertone due to his blue/black dyed hair. Tall but not necessarily skinny. Wears a dusty white hooded robe/trench coat when he doesn't want others to recognize him

History: Mak, a graduate student interning at a mental institution, finds several cases of voluntary commital sharing a similar story about a demon. On his gut instinct he takes a leave of absence from work and his life to relocate from his west coast college to New York where he can investigate several texts and artifacts he feels might shed some light on the situation. Continuing to stick his nose where it doesn't belong Mak starts studying incantations and holy magic should he have a similar experience to the ones that lead him to New York. Until that time he continues to prepare himself and chase the shadows through the underground cultures of New York looking for concrete evidence to prove his isn't going crazy as well.

zombiewheat

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Name: Nick Addams

Age/Sex: 38/Male

Origins: USA, Alabamba

Residence: Las Vegas

Occupation/Fields of Interest: Currently not working, lives off of his gambling winnings.

Skills/Traits: Highly skilled gambler. Particularly on the craps table.

Weapons/manner of combat: Fights with enchanted dice.

Appearence: Nick is just short of six feet tall. He is a dapper looking fellow wearing a casual suit with cowboy boots. He wears his magic dice as cufflinks. He has dark eyes, black hair that is slicked back, and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

Demeanor: Despite his loud apperance he is quiet, calm, and focused.

History: Nick was always a loser in life. At around the age of 20 Nick moved to Vegas and slowly gambled away his inheritance from his wealthy parents untill he reached the age of 34.

One night after getting tossed out on the vegas strip drunk and alone, he stumbled down an alley. On the verge of bankruptsy and having nobody important in his life he found an open door and started going up a flight of stairs. He reached the top of a tall building, looking down he started contomplating suicide...

Suddenly an old lady called out behind him. She promised him a change of luck. Nick smirked and tried to wave her off. But she pressed two strange looking dice and a hundred dollars into his palms and told him to gamble the 100 with the dice in his pockets.

Looking at the hundred in bills clenched in his sweaty palms, Nick's addiction quickly took over. He stumbled past the lady, raced down the stairs, and burst through the doors of the nearest hole in the wall casino.

He went home that night ten grand richer.

For the next 4 years Nick amassed a small fortune and a name for himself on the strip. The lady returned however, telling him his role in life was greater then playing games for money that would soon be meaningless. She told him that he was to be a soldier in the comming dark days and do battle with wicked things.

Nick now plays this role with some reluctence, more for fear of losing his lucky dice, then for the good of humanity...

zombiewheat

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Name: Nick Addams

Age/Sex: 38/Male

Origins: USA, Alabamba

Residence: Las Vegas

Occupation/Fields of Interest: Currently not working, lives off of his gambling winnings.

Skills/Traits: Highly skilled gambler. Particularly on the craps table.

Weapons/manner of combat: Fights with enchanted dice.

Appearence: Nick is just short of six feet tall. He is a dapper looking fellow wearing a casual suit with cowboy boots. He wears his magic dice as cufflinks. He has dark eyes, black hair that is slicked back, and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

Demeanor: Despite his loud apperance he is quiet, calm, and focused.

History: Nick was always a loser in life. At around the age of 20 Nick moved to Vegas and slowly gambled away his inheritance from his wealthy parents untill he reached the age of 34.

One night after getting tossed out on the vegas strip drunk and alone, he stumbled down an alley. On the verge of bankruptsy and having nobody important in his life he found an open door and started going up a flight of stairs. He reached the top of a tall building, looking down he started contomplating suicide...

Suddenly an old lady called out behind him. She promised him a change of luck. Nick smirked and tried to wave her off. But she pressed two strange looking dice and a hundred dollars into his palms and told him to gamble the 100 with the dice in his pockets.

Looking at the hundred in bills clenched in his sweaty palms, Nick's addiction quickly took over. He stumbled past the lady, raced down the stairs, and burst through the doors of the nearest hole in the wall casino.

He went home that night ten grand richer.

For the next 4 years Nick amassed a small fortune and a name for himself on the strip. The lady returned however, telling him his role in life was greater then playing games for money that would soon be meaningless. She told him that he was to be a soldier in the comming dark days and do battle with wicked things.

Nick now plays this role with some reluctence, more for fear of losing his lucky dice, then for the good of humanity...

zombiewheat

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Name: Nick Addams

Age/Sex: 38/Male

Origins: USA, Alabamba

Residence: Las Vegas

Occupation/Fields of Interest: Currently not working, lives off of his gambling winnings.

Skills/Traits: Highly skilled gambler. Particularly on the craps table.

Weapons/manner of combat: Fights with enchanted dice.

Appearence: Nick is just short of six feet tall. He is a dapper looking fellow wearing a casual suit with cowboy boots. He wears his magic dice as cufflinks. He has dark eyes, black hair that is slicked back, and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

Demeanor: Despite his loud apperance he is quiet, calm, and focused.

History: Nick was always a loser in life. At around the age of 20 Nick moved to Vegas and slowly gambled away his inheritance from his wealthy parents untill he reached the age of 34.

One night after getting tossed out on the vegas strip drunk and alone, he stumbled down an alley. On the verge of bankruptsy and having nobody important in his life he found an open door and started going up a flight of stairs. He reached the top of a tall building, looking down he started contomplating suicide...

Suddenly an old lady called out behind him. She promised him a change of luck. Nick smirked and tried to wave her off. But she pressed two strange looking dice and a hundred dollars into his palms and told him to gamble the 100 with the dice in his pockets.

Looking at the hundred in bills clenched in his sweaty palms, Nick's addiction quickly took over. He stumbled past the lady, raced down the stairs, and burst through the doors of the nearest hole in the wall casino.

He went home that night ten grand richer.

For the next 4 years Nick amassed a small fortune and a name for himself on the strip. The lady returned however, telling him his role in life was greater then playing games for money that would soon be meaningless. She told him that he was to be a soldier in the comming dark days and do battle with wicked things.

Nick now plays this role with some reluctence, more for fear of losing his lucky dice, then for the good of humanity...

DrManik

Gambler with dice, nice
Looking forward to see how they incorporate that weapon.

DrManik

Gambler with dice, nice
Looking forward to see how they incorporate that weapon.

DrManik

Gambler with dice, nice
Looking forward to see how they incorporate that weapon.

Weeking

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Debuffer /tank. If the game mechanics allow it without making it suck for some lame reason like debuffs not causing any aggro/hate, I have to do melee attacks to increase hate or all the debuffs are spells that you can't cast while getting hit. Trying to exploit that tanks usually have poor DPS and increasing any ability basically works in percentages, not in equal numbers for all abilities. I'll probably suck solo, PvP and take a long time to kill stuff even if it should work at all in group PvE..

Weeking

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Debuffer /tank. If the game mechanics allow it without making it suck for some lame reason like debuffs not causing any aggro/hate, I have to do melee attacks to increase hate or all the debuffs are spells that you can't cast while getting hit. Trying to exploit that tanks usually have poor DPS and increasing any ability basically works in percentages, not in equal numbers for all abilities. I'll probably suck solo, PvP and take a long time to kill stuff even if it should work at all in group PvE..
 

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