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[Digital Hellhound]

The year is 1806, and the Napoleonic Wars rage on unbound, the last remnant of the old order still resisting Bonaparte's relentless advance.

But in the untamed heart of the land, something is stirring. Children go missing in the deep forests along the Rhine, never to return. Great wolves that speak like men roam the Russian steppe - and even stranger beings, driven on by a witch on her flying pestle. The Ottoman Empire struggles with a revolt in Transylvania, their men disappearing in the night and returning drained of all blood.

Bonaparte has heard enough. Whether superstious trickery or something infinitely worse, it must be dealt with. Gathering bands of men and women from all over his empire and the world with the skills or experience needed to combat this new threat, he sets in motion perhaps the most complicated of his campaigns...

Spoiler: What's all this then, eh? (click to show/hide)

This, my dear friend, is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to go monster-hunting in the 19th century! This is also an RTD! I know, I didn't see that coming either! Rules will be explained below.

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Spoiler: Rules (click to show/hide)

Basic 1d6 RTD rolls apply for the most part. This might be the least complex of my RTDs, huh.

You have a health bar, like this; [IIIIIIIIII]! Combat is done with a good old 1d10vs1d10 and modifiers, attacker dealing as much damage as his roll surpasses the defender's, with a chance for an instant counter-attack in melee combat with a good enough defensive roll.

Whenever you complete a mission, you level up and get to tweak your stats and skills! Hurray!

Spoiler: Character App (click to show/hide)

Name: (Do keep your background in mind for this. I suggest using a site like Behind the Name if you can't think of a real-ish name.)
Gender: (Do keep class in mind for this; if you're a female Officer, you've probably somehow been disguised as a man all this time.)
Role: (See below, four to choose from. I'd prefer if all roles were filled. You are also free to suggest a role of your own.)
Background: (I'd like if you put atleast some effort into this. If you are playing someone from a nation which was at this point Napoleon's enemy, include a good reason why you still got selected. Main enemies at this point were Prussia, Russia, the UK, Saxony, Sweden and Sicily.)

Spoiler: Roles (click to show/hide)

The Preacher

-'Pagan superstition and nonsense. Put your faith in the Lord above, my friends, and all shall become my clear.'

A man of the faith, the Preacher travels armed only with a crucifix and the Holy Book, combating superstition and heresy wherever they may be found. His faith is a shield more potent than any piece of metal and he is determined to see these sinful lands brought back to the true God.

*Innate resistance to magic (Faith)
*Unarmed, but very presence is damaging to inhumans
*8 Health Points: (IIIIIIII)

The Officer

-'Out of my way, peasants! It is about time zis country learned some proper military discipline!'

A devoted leader in one of Napoleon's many armies, the Officer is trained with both musket and sword and a sworn commander of men. Investigating peasant rumours in the countryside may not be his dream position, but when his superiors asked, he was the first to volunteer. He will deal with whatever's going on – whether a real threat or just some imaginative conmen – and return to the war as soon as possible.

*Skilled in both melee and ranged combat
*An officer of Napoleon with all that it entails
*12 Health Points: (IIIIIIIIIIII)

The Woodsman

-'Hrnh.'

Tracker, hunter and survivalist extraordinaire, the Woodsman knows the wilderness like the back of his own hand. On the other hand, he cares little for modern society and even less for bathing, and his accent is so incomprehensible it might as well be another language altogether. Usually venturing out only for trade, he's now been hired to guide these city folks in the wild places of the earth.

*A master tracker, forager and survivalist, capable of pulling through even in the most inhospitable of enviroments
*Estranged from society – doesn't trust civilization, and civilization doesn't trust him
*10 Health Points (IIIIIIIIII)

The Monster Hunter

-'Now, lads, I don't think I've told you about the time I was facing off against the terrifying Were-Pig of Thüringen, have I? Let's see...'

Whether an actual hunter of all things infernal and paganic or a particulary cunning conman, the Monster Hunter has everything you need to combat creatures of evil. Silver bullets, garlic, stakes, strange powders and elixirs – whatever you need, he has it. Ridiculed in cities and treated with distrust at best in the countryside, the Monster Hunter has formed a silver tongue and quick wits, which has saved him from more than one angry mob.

*Has the means and knowledge to defend the people against the creatures of the dark, though his actual experience in these things might be somewhat lacking
*Possesses enough personal charm and a way with words to usually talk his way out of most potentially dangerous situations
*10 Health Points (IIIIIIIIII)

The Spy

-'She's just a curious young woman, General. What's the harm of showing her around camp?"

The whispering knife in the dark-the innocent letter slipped between two people in a crowd-the innocently posed question. Each one can change the course of history. All our tools of the Spy. In these dark times, France uses subtle espionage and information gathering more than ever to seek even a smal advantage over their many foes-and countering their enemies and protecting the Homeland from attempts to do the same to them. The Intelligence arm of Napolean doesn't exactly put much stock in these rumors of strange creatures plaguing the countryside-they merely seek the truth beyond the superstition, perhaps fearing Frances more mundane enemies are spreading this terror, and aiming to a put a stop it, nevertheless-supernatural or not.

*Skilled in both stealth, sabotage, infiltration, subterfuge, and evasion. Does the most damage when striking from an expected angle.
*Has the personal and social skills to worm her way into any level of social strate.
*Serves Napoleon and France, but only from the shadows.
*8 Health Points: (IIIIIIII)

The Surgeon

-"If it's got to come off, the quicker the better, mon fils. Here, drink up, brace yourself, and try to look away..."

As likely to be feared and hated as hoped for and loved, a field surgeon in Napoleon's armies would at least be respected. Some, however, do have a reputation of saving more than others, and a good doctor is certainly a friend worth being able to call on...

If there's one thing the Empire wishes to be based on, it is Reason. And what is more unreasonable than the stories of creatures of the night currently being whispered throughout the far corners of the Empire? Perhaps if these abominations can be investigated, analysed and classified some of the terror of the unknown can be dispelled?

*Skilled in diagnosis, identification, and classification. Some proficiency in healing, surgery, and the latest herbal remedies.
*Has the social skills a man of his class should: able to dance with women, converse with men, and duel with cads – provided he can wash away the blood stains and the smell of death.
*Serves Napoleon, France, and Man
*8 Health Points: (IIIIIIII)

Player List
1. Aydin Kyrotomanios - The Preacher (micelus)
2. Regine Boulanger - The Spy (Dwarmin)
3. Viktor - The Woodsman (Theifofdreams)
4. Hippolyte d'Oberlin - The Surgeon (lawastooshort)
5. Alexandre Aruno - The Monster Hunter (vagel7)

Waiting List
1. ? - ? (Riccto)
2. Helga Thornwall - The Officer (IronyOwl)
3. ? - ? (NobodyPro)
4. ? - ? (Tiruin)
5. ? - ? (Lord Allagon)
Lesssss go!

[micelus]

Name: Aydin Kyrotomanios
Gender: Male
Role: The Preacher...well kinda. Read the background.
Background: Alexis was born in the capital of the Ottoman Empire, Kostantiniyye. It was the year 1775 at the time and while the Empire had not fallen, it had obviously seen better days. It had lost territory and prestige to its enemies, the empires of Russia and Austria. But to yound Aydin, it never meant much to him; he was but a merchant's son, not a prince. His family has converted to the state religion of Islam centuries ago sometime after the Roman Empire finally fell. They had still kept their family name, but beyond that and a few traditions, they were Turks. The family was one of wealthy merchants, owning a company that shipped goods from all over the empire and even to other countries, once even to Rome. They often dealt with foreignors who wanted one good or another; their dealings with the small local French community were quite intricate to say. However, Aydin never truly enjoyed or liked the work of merchantry, true it was an honourble profession, but it never felt quite right. When he was 19, he finally knew what he wanted to do; he decided he wished to study the holy books and preach the way of God. His family was supportive enough, there were more than enough sons to control the company anyway. Aydin studied in a local mosque, and it interested him greatly. He felt he had found his calling. Eventually, he graduated to becoming an imam. For some time, he preached in Kostantiniyye and the surrounding countryside, helping with the company on the side. Then at the age of 31, he recieved a curious letter*....He read it and immediately thought to speak to his family. But as he searched the city, he found them all gone. Not a child, man, or woman. Even the ships were gone. The remaining employees knew nothing. Many of their possessions gone too. Perplexed, confused, and even fearful; he decided that it was time to pack his bags and head off west...to this country called "France". As he left the city, he wandered what this Napoleon would need of him...

*It basically said that Napoleon was asking him to come.

[Dwarmin]

Name: Regine Boulanger

Gender: Female

Role: *custom* to be approved or not

Spoiler: The Spy (click to show/hide)

-'She's just a curious young woman, General. What's the harm of showing her around camp?"

The whispering knife in the dark-the innocent letter slipped between two people in a crowd-the innocently posed question. Each one can change the course of history. All our tools of the Spy. In these dark times, France uses subtle espionage and information gathering more than ever to seek even a smal advantage over their many foes-and countering their enemies and protecting the Homeland from attempts to do the same to them. The Intelligence arm of Napolean doesn't exactly put much stock in these rumors of strange creatures plaguing the countryside-they merely seek the truth beyond the superstition, perhaps fearing Frances more mundane enemies are spreading this terror, and aiming to a put a stop it, nevertheless-supernatural or not.

*Skilled in both stealth, sabotage, infiltration, subterfuge, and evasion. Does the most damage when striking from an expected angle.
*Has the personal and social skills to worm her way into any level of social strate.
*Serves Napoleon and France, but only from the shadows.
*?? Health Points: ()

Background: Regine Boulanger was a simple woman. She would have preferred to remain a bar owner-'The Blue Moon', if you've had the occasion to visit it-living in Paris with her husband until they had a dozen children and all their hair fell out.

Then the war came, and a Swedish snipers bullet ended her Husbands life while he was on border patrol-a routine mission, they said. Very unfortunate, they said. She didn't break down. Regine Boulanger instead decided to take up the cause of her husband-if only to have anything to live for at all. She sold her house, and her business-everything. Seeking justice or retribution? Who can say they're not the same thing?

Afterwards, she was never what you would call 'orthodox'-she constantly endeavored to serve France as best as she could. First, from hospital wagons and stretchers-then the frontlines, though in disguise-first as a soldier, then as a freelancing operate, seeking to help anyway she could. Finally, when they realized they couldn't keep her off the field, they decided to use her skills in a different way...

Regine Boulanger was reborn as a new woman in the arm of Napoleons espionage arm-it was a place where one such as she, could forget her bitter past as easy as she changed identities, and merrily leave a trail of chaos and destruction of the enemies of France in her wake. She dove into a world vastly differenty than her own-and liked it. Every Lie and deceit reinforced her bitter crusade. Guilt was not an issue for long...for, the World as she had known had torn her heart from her chest. She felt nothing about returning the favor to it.

By now, any trace of the woman that once chatted amiably with her bar patrons about the coming and goings of Paris in the Summertime, or went with her husband to markets on Sundays is buried-surely, Angels would weep at how far she has fallen. Regine keeps this pain locked deep down-and keeps her anger alive with the fire of a Fanatic. Better to serve glorious France-a cause greater than herself, or so she believes. Better to die for it then suffer it's fall, for if France should fall-if Napolean should fail-then what's left for her?

Nothing. Nothing but a bitter, empty and cold world-where sometimes your loved ones are struck down for no other reason then you made the mistake of loving them too much.

[freeformschooler]

YESSSS.

Actually, wait, I think I'd rather watch right now. Sorry, I'll let someone else have fun with this.

[lawastooshort]

Yes please hold on

Edit:
Oh sorry, I thought I was modifying this post when I posted two posts further down. Apologies.

[Theifofdreams]

Name: Viktor
Gender: Male
Role: Woodsman
Background: Viktor was born, and spent much of his young life, in a small unnamed Serbian village. Like his father, and his father's father before him, he was raised a woodsman and learned much of the wilds surrounding their meager home. Word brought from villagers told of vicious wars of conquest, supposedly deciding the fate of the land, and one or two of the young men of the village left to fight in these wars, but Viktor never payed much mind to these things. Unfortunately, the odd happenings did not pass the area by, and when travelers told of Napoleon's newest campaign, Viktor decided to join up for the sake of the village. 

[lawastooshort]

Name: Hippolyte d'Oberlin

Gender: Male

Role: *custom* to be approved or not

Spoiler: The Surgeon (click to show/hide)

"If it's got to come off, the quicker the better, mon fils. Here, drink up, brace yourself, and try to look away..."

As likely to be feared and hated as hoped for and loved, a field surgeon in Napoleon's armies would at least be respected. Some, however, do have a reputation of saving more than others, and a good doctor is certainly a friend worth being able to call on...

If there's one thing the Empire wishes to be based on, it is Reason. And what is more unreasonable than the stories of creatures of the night currently being whispered throughout the far corners of the Empire? Perhaps if these abominations can be investigated, analysed and classified some of the terror of the unknown can be dispelled?

*Skilled in diagnosis, identification, and classification. Some proficiency in healing, surgery, and the latest herbal remedies.
*Has the social skills a man of quality should: able to dance with women, converse with men, and duel with cads – provided he can wash away the blood stains and the smell of death.
*Serves Napoleon, France, and Man
*?? Health Points: ()

Background:
His father was an officer, his grandfather was an officer, his brothers were officers... It wasn't that Hippolyte was afraid of death, just that his family had already seen enough. Strange then, that he decided to serve his country by enlisting as a field surgeon. There was nothing but death on the fields of glory. Death, and amputations.

But the rare times he managed to save a badly wounded soldier, whether to fight again or to live in peace, were therefore treasured even more, and the times he couldn't manage would, when he could escape the need for urgency, often offer many splendid occasions to explore Hippolyte's true passion: the biology of the human form. Whilst poking around in a drink-sodden soldier's flesh to unlodge an enemy bullet, he could often find the chance to take an extra look – lifting a liver membrane here, measuring a kidney there.

Over time, two things grew more than anything else: his skill at speedy and precise surgery, and his fascination with the abominations of the human form, those things that were not quite as they should be. He had over the years seen many things that would not be believed had he merely described them with words or even with his more than adequate sketching, and they had led Hippolyte to wonder if some of the old stories could in fact be true. When word spread amongst the officer corps of strange and savage happenings and of foul and hideous creatures terrorising the obscurer parts of the growing Empire, he knew that he would not only get the chance to get to the bottom of these abominations that had begun to haunt his mind, but also to make his name in investigating and classifying them: a name that would be remembered throughout the history of science.

Hippolyte d'Oberlin is, as his name suggests, an escapee from the old regime. He is fiercely proud of his Alsacian roots, and has studied medicine in Strasbourg and Paris. He is a keen naturalist, and has sketchbooks filled with page after page of many different drawings – of plants, of creatures, of man, seen from both outside and in.

[micelus]

Done...I think.

[Digital Hellhound]

Done...I think.

Accepted, excellent work!

[Dwarmin]

Done, and put my custom class to be approved, disapproved.

[Theifofdreams]

Finished. Hope that's good enough.
Regardless, I'm off to work for the night, so I won't know for 6~ish hours.

[Digital Hellhound]

Hmm, yes, both accepted. Dwarmin's custom class accepted as well! I expect Nappy would want someone in his teams to keep an eye on the others as well.

[vagel7]

Name: Alexandre Aruno
Gender: Male
Role: The Monster Hunter
Background: The son of a simple farmer in a French village he was very adventurous as a boy, he loved to learn about everything, but he was especially pulled towards the occult. When he became a young man he found an Englishman who called himself 007, he  was a master in the occult. He studied with him for many years, becoming an expert on occult, monsters, dead languages and rituals. Finally at the age of 25 he started to travel the world, killing monsters and with it gaining a reputation and money. Though his adventures became legendary he was still untrusted and feared by the general population. Numerous times he has had to escape from scared villagers and mobs.

He was invited to the service and was glad to offer his skills.

[Riccto]

Waitlist me I guess.

[Dwarmin]

@Riccto: Might get in if you think of a cool player class not covered by what we have yet. Just saying.