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Sean Orthanach
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| Date of Birth:
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November 20th, 1948
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| Age:
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65
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| Occupation:
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Church Dwelling Hermit
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| Nationality:
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Irish
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| Race:
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Godling
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| Nature:
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Martyr
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♦ Wise Hermit- "Word is there is an old man who will provide aid and succor to all who need it. He is usually hanging around that old church..."
♦ Vampire's Bane- "Father Cross has been hunting vampires for almost 50 years. Solo. Sometimes entire Cotories at once. The old guy even has a sizable bounty on his head... Not one to trifle with."
♦ A Beacon Of Light- "Cross is an overwhelming force of power. You can feel it in his very presence."
Thoughts
The Races
 ♦ Kindred "One wrong step from being purified in flames.""
 ♦ Garou "Fair creatures, if ye can stay on their good side."
 ♦ Wraith "Poor bastards. Great friends."
 ♦ Mage "The power of the Gods paired with the minds o' men are not a good mix."
 ♦ Mortal "My flock."
 ♦ Changeling "The things that pleasant dreams are made of."
 ♦ Demon "Ye all turned your back on God for a good reason. Don't ye forget that."
My Friends
♦ Marion "Fuck. I really hate it when I'm wrong. Please... Let me be wrong."
♦ Klem "Reminds me o' my mother. Good woman, but I'm no child."
♦ Dyson "Beautiful, caring, and I've never seen him mad. I don't want to"
♦ Alala "Beautiful, caring, and not afraid to kick ass for those she loves. They are a good pair"
♦ Chance "A whole lot o' confusin'."
♦ Carolyn "Pretty, and pretty strong. I'll always have yer back, lass."
♦ Leila "The Only one I want by my side, day in and day out."
♦ Horatio "We are the same under different banners, I can work with ye."
♦ Kenna. "Goat legs. Very pretty goat legs."
♦ Jared "Keeping you alive may well be the death o' me."
♦ Gwydion "Holy shit, someone actually listens to me."
♦ Typhanie "A good mind. I hope she finds the strength to stay around for more lessons."
♦ Phil "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
Gallery
The Words Of Others
You, the players of City of Hope, can put into here any quotes or comments you want, with or without your name. Please keep it relevant to what your PC would think or say of Cross. Feel free to @mail it to me on game, and I'll add it here, or you may add it.
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"Father... You are the light. The greatest of lights. In you even I feel the Divine at work. Through you I can once more feel his love and forgiveness. Forgiveness... Such a powerful word for one such as I. You are a treasure and you must survive at all costs. You must continue to be what you are and no sacrifice is too great. I will lay down my life and even my eternal soul for you. You represent something far greater than I will ever be. You represent hope for this world. You must stop pushing others away. You need to bring others into your fold. Teach them your ways. Teach them the beauty of the God that lives within Man. Maybe then Light can truly return to Darkness."
Leila isn't budging this time. "Of -course- I wasn't joking. One of these days, you're going to be out fighting vampires, and your pants are going to just disintegrate around you, and then you're going to feel silly, slaying vampires with no pants on."
Cross stared at her, "Lass, I've killed more o' them then I care to count in varying states o' naked, many times without pants, or with pants around my ankles. It ain't a fault o' the pants, they do what they can. And they are tied on damn good. I don't need new pants.'
"An old man with one eye reminds me of an old Lion that ruled a Super Pride; he has wisdom of years, the strength and power of those years but cannot risk one misstep. Loyal, to a fault."
- August
"As for that other point, I can't rightly say as it bothers me one way or another. I refer to him as that out of respect for his age and his greater knowledge. What the Church would call him or a member of any other fringe faith matters very little to me." - Gwydion
Leila smiles. "If you ever want to learn to use a light sword so it'll look cool, I'd be happy to teach you want I know. Father Cross is better than I am, though. By a lot." She shifts her gaze to the sleeping old man. "... I've always had a problem with people saying that he's just starting out as a willworker, that he's brand new to it. He's not. He did... what's it called? The other kind of magic. Static magic? -- He did it for decades." She looks back at Horace. "Someone who's just starting out is diving in the ocean, barely knowing how to swim and hoping they don't get eaten. Father Cross has been swimming in a vast, dark, deep lake that's full of monsters for something like half a century. When he dives into the ocean, a lot of those skills have got to transfer over. Not just the lore or the experience. The mental discipline."
"Oh no. Look what I've done. There are 144 episodes of this show. If you watch even one more, you will be hopelessly hooked forever and you'll be doing the sing along and before you know it, you'll be watching Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog and crushing on Felicia Day. It will TOTALLY happen." Typhanie
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OOC Info
Cross started his time on City of Hope, as a sorcerer with enchantment and pyrokinesis. Since his creation date of 05/31/12, he has grown far away from what the typist ever intended him to be. Originally, I had a few major goals for this character. Forever single. Rigid and unbending stance on his beliefs. The stereotypical character with a dark past that haunts and defines them. Cross was supposed to be a blindly fanatical vampire slayer that hunted them down mercilessly and ended them. It was in my very first scene with a 'innocent' vampire that I realized that was -not- going to happen, as the character sprouted his own mind and decided he was going to have a different system of beliefs then I'd originally intended. Over the months, Cross developed his own system of dealing with evildoers, and his very own faith tailored to his lore of knowledge of the various WOD spheres. Characters that click with me like Cross have a way of sticking with me for years.
Cross developed into a Mage mid-July of 2012, and has since been adjusting to his role. I have never played a mage before, and much of the learning curves for Cross ICly were learning curves for me as well, which made those scenes extra special to play out. He needed to learn that he was no longer a big fish in a small pond, but was now a big fish in an ocean of enemies, many of them only perceived NPC threats. Paradox, Umbral spirits, and the ever lurking presence of the technocracy coming after any large and vulgar displays of magic.
And the final major alteration to the perceived plan of Cross was the introduction of a wraith named Leila. Cross, for the first few scenes involving Leila, actually had no clue she was even there. It was when another character ICly brought it up to me that I OOCly even realized I was being 'haunted'. A chance encounter between two characters, and indeed two players, that had never planned their alts to be together has led to one of the best pair-ups I've ever had the pleasure of playing with. It has shaped Cross far from where I expected him to be, and given him a depth that I rarely get to enjoy in my PCs.
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