Ez-Azael
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| Conjurer / Face | |
|---|---|
| Disgruntled Ex-Ares Manager | |
| Mad Mutton | |
| Discord | @graffetti357 2#0613 |
| [1] | |
| Metatype | SURGE Class 3 |
| Street Cred | 0 |
| Notoriety | 0 |
| Public Awareness | 0 |
| CDP | 50 |
| D.O.B. | September 11, 2059 |
| Age | 28 |
| Folder | [2] |
| Priority | Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - A Skills - B Resources - E |
Character Information
Summary
Ez-Azael is a face that, should words ever come to fail, can pull in some spiritual aid for situations calling for less finesse. A promising career going up through Ares' chain fell apart at the seams, and now they have to get by without few fall-backs left.
Goals
- Get some friends who'd have his back through thick and thin.
- Get some revenge against the son of a bitch that got him hurled out of Ares employment.
- Get some cash to live the non-life-threatening side of things with comfort.
- Get to grips with his dangerously short-fuse. Either quell the rage entirely, or find a way to more finely control when-and-when-not to apply copious rage.
Background
Born to mid-level Corp parents working under Ares. They were middle-managers of no particular note. Awakened as a toddler, and had some mage education through upbringing. Seemed to enjoy the networking and spirit-communication while having no ability for enchantment. Would grow to be like a stained-glass mosaic: niche artfulness, yet fragile with sharp fragments. A lay-off ended up catching him, leading to now where he's needing a new job and a way to deal with the chip on his shoulder against the people that got him thrown out of his previous life.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Positive
SURGE Class 3 (Sheep)
- Qualities include Goring Horns (the pair of curved horns on his head), Satyr Legs (as would be expected), Vestigial Tail (not as much strong-muscle in his tail, so it's no help for mobility), Berserk (an unusual fight-or-flight reaction reversal to that of most sheep, leading to a fist-flying rage when threatened) and Unusual Hair (he gets the neck-down-to-wrists-and-ankles fleece of a sheep, which is a pain to shear away cleanly and only works like one extra layer of shirt/pants regarding cold-weather).
Negative
Corporate SIN (Ares)
- He's on the record and has a "real" life outside the shadows. Worse, it's under one of the major corporations. Going against Ares might be a conflicting matter...
Run History
Affiliations
Contacts
| Contact | Connection | Loyalty | Archetype | Profession | Aspects | Chips |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Honey | 2 | 4 | Fixer | Baker | Busy Business, Business is *Booming*, Honey's World Famous Pie, 4000 Degrees For 1 Minute, Sweet Old Lady | Even |
| Alias | 5 | 2 | Gear | SIN Forger | SIN Forger, Police Contacts, Disguise Enthusiast, Hacker, Infiltrator, College Educated | Even |
| John Baptise | 2 | 3 | Service | Taxi Driver | Reliable, Voodoo, No Questions Asked | Even |
Organizations
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
| Threshold | Result |
|---|---|
| 1 | An autocorrected search provides the Azazael, referenced from the Hebrew Torah and the Christian Bible over the shared book of Leviticus, chapter 16 verse 8 through 10. |
| 3 | |
| 6 |
Shadow Community Table
| Threshold | Result |
|---|---|
| 1 | |
| 3 | |
| 5 |
SINs
Corporate SIN (Ares)
- Real name is Gabriel Larvor. His address is off in one of the few B-security areas of the Redmond district, and comes with licenses for him to be a Mage and an Adept.
Fake SIN R3
- Given name is William Brecket. Attached R3 fake-licenses include one to be a Mage and an Adept, as well as to being a Private Investigator
Appearance
There's little hiding the man's overtly caprine features, including cloven hooves upon his legs and a ram's head fit with curved horns. Still, he's otherwise groomed well enough on the standard of pencil-pushing wage-slaves. Green eyes sit beneath a shaggy mop of blonde hair, said hair being more plush and curly than most folks.
Clothing
For most non-run work, a simple set of dress-pants and a black button-up shirt serve well enough with whatever tie is picked. Though being paranoid, an armored jacket of all white accompanies this for a three-piece dressed to kill, especially if on a run.