But if ye shall refuse and rebel, ye shall be devoured with the sword:
for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
| Corporeal 4 | Strength 7 | Agility 9 |
| Ethereal 3 | Intelligence 4 | Precision 8 |
| Celestial 4 | Will 7 | Perception 9 |
Vessel: Jonathan Laurenson (Human/2, Charisma +1, Sex Appeal +1)
Role: Minor League Baseball player (Role 3, Status 3)
Skills: Dodge/7, Driving/2, Emote/3, Fast-Talk/2, Lying/2, Oratory/4, Running/2, Savoire Faire/1, Small Weapon/7, Throwing/1
Songs: Harmony (Ethereal/4), Light (Celestial/4), Shields (Corporeal/4)
Attunements: Mercurian of the Sword, Mercurian of Purity, Ofanim of the Sword, Blade Blessing, Purity of Purpose, Scabbard, Unshakable Resolve, The Last Spark, Master of the Armies of God
Artifacts: Sword of Light (+8 Power, may spend 1 Essence to add +3 more Power, double damage to demons), Gladius Dei insignia (Reliquary/3)
*click of a tape recorder starting*
"It's on? Okay, cool..."
*rustle of a sheet of paper*
"Okay. Item 1 -- Introduction. Fine, then. Howdy, this is Erastus. I'm making this recording as a favor to 'Becca. She was told to do this by Eli, I guess, and I'm not going to argue with him. So, here goes: I'm a Mercurian Servitor of the Sword. That more or less sums me up, I guess. I'm the most human of Washington's angels, and I'm pretty nice by nature. But, well, when the time comes, I've got no problems with drawing my sword and slashing away with the best of 'em.
"Allright, second on the instruction sheet is...history? Well, I started out as a full-fledged Mercurian of Laurence in A.D. 1047. I was supposed to help strengthen Catholicism around the British Isles, and keep tabs on, or engage with, any demons I ran into. Since then, I've kept up a balancing act of my Mercurian nature and my following of the Sword. I've been a swashbuckler, a privateer, a gallant British officer, a U.S. Cavalryman, you name it. Lately, I've tried my hand at baseball, and I've been hanging out in D.C. as a minor league player, 'Jonathan Laurenson', and I've been helping with a fencing and self-defense school, along with Ashe (he's the big guy, looks like a shaved gorilla) and Aslan (both of 'em are Malakim).
"Okay, checklist number 3, what are a few things I have done as an angel since I got here? Well, I think we kinda started out as a group with the whole Furfur thing. If the rumors were true, we kept another Demon Prince from gaining power. Even if they weren't, we stomped on a pretty powerful guy, so we win either way. We helped discover and wipe out the Cult of Purity, a bunch of discord-ridden angels, worshiping Uriel as God. I remember we marched right into the Seraphim Council, me with a nasty Malakim's head on the end of my sword, Ashe draggin' in a whole corpse with him, and got everyone's attention real quick, then told all the Archangels that we were going to go wipe the Cult out, and asked for their help. I think, maybe, I impressed Laurence a little. He let me lead his troops into battle. That whole thing was the first -- and hopefully the last -- time I ever killed another angel.
"Well, I'm gonna tell everyone I can about this, so I'm stickin' it under an imaginary 'recent actions' category here on her question sheet. Ashe and I went to Hell. No, really. We followed a smirking Habbalite down there, to get in last licks. I was asking her, nice and politely, about a few things, when she got all smug and zipped down to Hell. So, well, Ashe and I followed her, to show her we meant business. A few good hits later, she'd done something to his head, he kinda flipped out...and, with the big Calabim on guard duty chasing us, I managed to grab Ashe, and drag both of us up to Heaven. It was worth it, just to see the look on that chick's face when we followed her. Might have to do that again, just to make sure they know we mean business.
"Allright...back on agenda for -- the conclusion? (And isn't it great how she still gives the Mercurian a format sheet? Like I've never given a speech before...sorry, anyways...) ahem To wrap up? I just hope any demons who get their claws on this know to stay out of D.C. We play hardball here. You get a chance to listen to us talk, or we bust open a cold frosty can of whup ass. I hope that I've done my part, both recently and throughout my existence, to help win the War. End of speech, I s'pose."
*click as recorder is turned off*
