An organization cloaked in mystery, working from the shadows of History since its inception in the dawn of the 20 Century. The creator of this organization is a fabled council of warriors, only known as the Altar of Bullets and Blades. The Numbers have always been a reduced organization, with only ten official members apart from the Council, this ten members share the same bloodlust and hatred for others, burning rage against the world. Most of the broken people that have fallen into the “Gedou” (The Path of the Demon) were any objective or goal they had was washed away by conflict and hatred, only leaving their skills and their unresolved problems.
Since the first day this group always hid in the dark corners of the world, taking jobs that would not only grant wealth but enjoyment, their kind of enjoyment. Through the years the Numbers fought wars, hunted mystical items and creatures, killed wizards, killed ki masters. All with a single goal, to force humanity to shed themselves from the mysticism and esoteric practices of ages past and embrace the future. The Alter of Bullets and Blades is an organization concerned with humanities dual nature, the one in the present and the ones “trapped” in the past, caught in the clutches of useless traditions and forgotten convictions. The Numbers are the weapon of choosing of the Altar against the Hidden World.
Each Member is untouchable by any law of the world and is free to handle their time as they please outside the mission, obviously under strict punishment if they reveal the nature of their group. The ten members are divided into two separate squads, the Cardinals and the Beasts. Their codenames are a reflection of that, while the Cardinals use (Direction+Title) The Beasts use (Color+Beast). The Cardinals tend to be a well rounded team, that is used as such, while the Beasts are normally individualist warriors and sometimes even kill each other on a whim. Another difference is that the Cardinals are more inclined to range attacks while the Beasts enjoy the thrill of close combat.
The Altar of Bullets and Blades lies hidden, apart from anybody. Some tell they are an enigmatic cabal of immortals that try to save the world by any means. Others believe that they are an illusion created by the already broken minds of the Numbers, trying to justify their senseless carnage by creating a scapegoat. Yet the true nature of this mysterious organization is unknown by anyone, maybe not even known to the Numbers that serve them with fanatic obedience considering their usual behavior and their demeanor against everybody else. The Numbers are the Ten Fingers of the organization, their enforcers, assassins and servants. Not even the most exclusive and informed individuals in the world know anything but their collective name.
The Numbers lacks an HQ, or at least that is the best possible explanation, as extensive searches by many governments have failed to pinpoint a location. This could be true considering that making a place where ten instable and trigger happy assassins gather is like filling the place with dynamite and throwing a torch. Still each member haves some sort of HQ if they need one, as many are either vagrants or abandoned their humanity and human needs long ago. Most of them fall in the latter category as their physical bodies are beyond human limits, thus sleeping, eating and sometimes even breathing are things of the past, this is as you can already guess more common with the Beasts that the Cardinals, that tend to be more human.
1. Steel Emperor
2. Midnight Raven
3. Shadow Demon
4. Blue Oni & Purple Titan
5. Scarlet Flash
1. Shatter of the Center
2. Northern Reaper
4. Western Dogs
5. Eastern Ogre
Steel Emperor: ?
Midnight Raven: ?
Shadow Demon: ?
Blue Oni & Purple Titan: ?
Little is known about this individual background, some say he once was a Shinobi for a clan, others say an assassin in the Middle East. Either way we do know something, he is fast, not just swift, but he knows how to use his speed to its fullest potential and even in the Beasts there is nobody that can match his speed. Nobody knows how he got so fast, or how he manages to stay alive and young, but since the 1800’s there have been sightings of the Scarlet Flash, known by this name because his victims die in that circumstances, as sudden burst of red light and they are gone, disintegrated from the world. Some think the source of the light is his blade, as small fragments of a strange alloy were found in places where he attacked. This alloy seemingly sharpens under heat, so the faster he moves the more the heat from the friction increases and the edge of the blade becomes sharper. That added to the heat surely manages to consume the target only leaving ashes behind.
Shatter of the Center
Height: 1.90 mts
A Half Gainen*, a being with the conceptual power of “Shatter” meaning his powers allow him to shatter into piece almost any object with only a thought, the hardness of the object isn’t a problem, neither its size, as Shatter of the Center is able to destroy anything or anyone. He is the undisputed leader of the Cardinals and the Numbers, his powers are completely over the others, as he is capable of being versatile, Shatter Space itself to create portals or even stopping time by Shattering seconds. No other member can handle his power not even all together. Still he lacks drive or will to do the most basic stuff, unless he is ordered by the Altar. His physicals stats are a mystery as he never used them in a mission, he relies solely on his Gainen Powers.
Gainen: Conceptual Demons that exist in an alternate dimension that overlaps to the Viceverse, the Gainen Space. These creatures are created as manifestations of the human collective imagination and abstractions. There is a Gainen for almost any verb and concept, examples being the Gainen of Cutting, the Gainen of Protection or the Gainen of Shattering. In the 70’s a mad scientist created a rift into the Gainen Space and used them as pawns in attacks against Japan. His former colleague created 12 badges that would hold the powers of a specific Gainen and transfer those powers to a human. Reiji Fukuma in Sakurajima Island is one of the 12 members of the Anti-Gainen Task Force created then, he haves 8 of the 12 medals on his care, Gen Shishioh and Alvin Himmerskalte carry one of those, The Peace Medal for Gen and the Protection Medal for Alvin. The Gainen can take human form and reproduce with humans, creating Half-Gainen, that are denizens of our world but can tap into their progenitor Concept in a diminished way. The most talented Half-Gainen can enter a full Gainen Form for a limited period of time.
Height: 1.85 mts
Weight: You don’t ask that to a lady
Born in an Isolated Russian village the young Zhakti was an orphan from a civil conflict, years ago. She tried to survive as well as she could, alongside a path of street rats, yet she didn’t make it. She was capture and sold to a pimp which wanted to transport her to Western Europe. In the middle of the transport by truck she jumped and ran as fast as she could lose her pursuers in a snow storm. She was scared, hungry and freezing to death when she fell into a pit that was hidden by the snow.
Landing on sharp rocks was almost lethal, broken bones, ruptured internal organs. Dying from the impact would have been bliss, but she was there with her broken body unable to move, feeling all the pain, pain as she never felt before. Her captors found her, but didn’t even try to help her; they spoke of her being damaged goods, that was better to leave her die. That would have been the last words she heard in her life but, something happened, nobody knows what it was, but something made her survive.
Some say she had latent abilities and the shock snapped them on, some say this story isn’t true, that is only a bluff to enhance her image. Others speak in whispers about a pact with death itself, that if she became an avatar to him, she would get power to avenge herself and others like her. Still the origin doesn’t matter, but the actions. She climbed out and wielding a scythe destroyed the convoy and killed all of them.
From that point onwards she was known as the Reaper and started a long and fruitful career in killing corrupt or even slightly criminal individuals. She caught the eye of the Altar of Bullets and was recruited.
Powers & Skills
She haves superhuman stats, Mach 5 Speed, 10 Ton Strength, City Block level endurance
Her main power resides on her scythe, an almost indestructible weapon that drains the very essence of the opponent with each blow, healing Reaper. She can get stronger each time she kills, as if the Scythe sucked the souls of those who she kills.
She can sense life energy and haves a feud against evil men, but she reached a point in which she kills almost anything, except young girls
Names: Jack Goldhound and Tobias Doberman
Ages: 31 and 32
Profession: Guns for Hire
Main Interests: Women, Booze, Weapons and Explosions
“I will introduce you to your three new best friends… let me rephrase that…. 4, my three cannons and my D***” Jack
“I’ll pop yo scrawny milky ass full of lead motherfucker!” Tobias
Two comrades in arms, two wild guns like back in the golden days of the Western Era. Jack and Tobias are brothers of different mothers, since their childhood both fought, stole and survived together; they enlisted in the army and were kicked at the same time for the same reasons. Upon their forced retirement from the army the Dogs of War, as they call themselves, decided to form a mercenary firm, serving in third world countries. In one of their missions, taking down a drug cartel they found a captive scientist that promised them the best weapons in the world if they released him. Without thinking it twice they accepted and the scientist gave them their signature weapons. The LTC-99 for Jack and the SCIL-33 for Tobias, they renamed them with names based on the letters, Liberty Tri-Cannon was Jack’s pick and Tobias decided to name his weapon Sophie’s Choice is Lead.
Both weapons are extremely powerful but unknown for them, as they razed the Drug Cartel HQ , was that the weapons wouldn’t de-attach after equipping them. They killed the scientist in a fit of rage when they found out, as both were right handed and they really needed those hands. The Altar of Bullets contacted them soon after that event and offered them the possibility of freeing them from the weapons, but the Dogs of War said that if they found a way to give them some sort of replacement they would keep the guns and work for them until they died, as the Numbers was infamous, and these two love being Infamous. Now they are the most crazy and collateral damage causing members of the Cardinals, both under the same number and the same codename, as they lived together and they found it odd being split by skill, as both are equally as good. They took the nom de guerre Western Dogs and wage wars wherever the Altar asks them.
Powers & Skills
Both are incredibly skilled mercenaries and soldiers, capable of complex joint tactical maneuvers. They survived so many near death experiences together that they now the other’s thoughts by instinct. They are at peak human in stats, yet their skills is what makes them a danger, with amazing accuracy, tactical movement and stealth, even carrying such large guns they are a force to be reckoned with.
Still their amazing skill is dwarfed under the power of their weapons. The Liberty Tri-Cannon is a three mode weapon, Flame thrower, Liquid Nitrogen Bullets and White Phosphorus Rockets. He skillfully picks the most useful and makes combinations. Sophie’s Choice is Lead is a high-powered Artillery Cannon/Minigun Combo, intended for longer ranges than the LTC-99. Both are quite capable of destroying cities in rampages.
Height: 2.5 mts
Weight: He broke the scales.
Ideal woman: One of strength, fire and size.
Quote: "Zu'u mindoraan svaan rot hi tinvaak."
Born in the 1970's in Slovenia, his parents were killed by trolls in the Dinaric Alps, and he was rescued by a clan of ogres and raised as Hrun Hnr. Being the smallest amongst the ogre children, Hrun Hnr grew tough fast. As a child he was capable of taking trees smashed on his head as means of a greeting, and is capable of fighting on an ogre level and standing his ground amongst them. He is no leader amongst his people, but has his standing fairly high on the pecking order. He made this through cleverness, combat ability and sheer grit that even an ogre just had to admire. Having gone through all but one the ogre religious rites, he has earned the right to be an ogre in every sense of the word, despite being the wrong size and colour.
One of the main reasons of his prowess in battle amongst his ogre peers was the dexterity of his human tongue. The ancient ogres wielded powerful magicks in the form of shouts, but due to the clumsiness of the modern ogre's tongue, most can only master the full understanding and pronunciation of one or two shouts in their lifetime. With the nimbleness of his human tongue, however, Hrun Hnr was able to master them all, a feat that, once he reaches adulthood in the sight of the ogre clan, will automatically earn him the right of historian and religious leader.
When he was in his twenties, however, it was decided that he must marry outside the clan, one of his own species, before he can be considered an adult ogre and take his seat amongst the elders. As such, he began to travel the world looking for a bride. Instead, he found battle, and earned the title of Slayer amongst the humans.
Powers & Skills
Slayer can understand all widely-spoken human languages, but cannot speak then due to the damage his native ogre tongue has done to his voice box. He is normally silent, or speaks softly in the Okhra (ogre) tongue. By raising his voice and speaking the words it power, his voice gains supernatural effects.
He usually carries swords nine feet in length and wields them as if they were shortswords. He has a large collection, and has obtained a bracelet that allows him to withdraw weapons from his various armouries around the world. Most of these weapons were obtained through the slaying of dragons, demons, warlocks and giants, some of these he killed barehanded, and the extent of his kill count is worthy of his human name, Slayer.
His strength is beyond inhuman. He can jump one hundred metres into the air while carrying a blade larger than himself, and can crack a dragon's skull with his hands. The limits of his brute strength is unknown, as he often increases the effects of his physical prowess through his sword mastery or using ogre Shouts.
His physical durability is also legendary, having been known to backhand cannon fire and get to his feet after being crushed by a giants mace. He has been known to bleed, but also known not to care about injuries and fight on regardless.
He is also a talented musician, and often adapts human songs into the ogre language, singing them as he travels, or sometimes in battle, if he's in the mood.