Name: Devlin Moriarity
Age: 45
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: He stands at about 6'0. He is extremely well built because of his line work and extremely fit for his age. He has slightly orange hair, it starting to gray given his age and the stress his occupation brings. He has a full beard and mustache that he grooms regularly in order to keep appearances up. During one of his missions he ended up losing an eye and wears an eye patch over his left eye given him a much more stern complexion. He has straight jaw line and brunette eyes.
Clothing of choice: He typically wears a black suite with black dress shoes, a black tie and white shirt. He also wears a brown leather over coat that he is rarely seen with out unless he is on a mission. While he is on a mission he don's a sneaking suite that helps him hide in the shadows and allows him o be more agile in combat. He has a pack where he keeps explosives and other weapons on him.
Weaponry of choice:He usually is equipped with the equipment he needs for the mission. His arsenal is almost always changing, but all weapons are provided through Iscariot or he picks up while he's on the field. However there is a set lit of types of weapons/ preferred weapons that he will always carry on him.
His trademark weapon is an explosive. However the type of explosive can range from Semtex to a tactical suite-case nuke(only on high profile missions and when he is authorized, does not have it on person.) He does carry about eight pounds of c-4 on him in case he runs into trouble and he knows he's going to die. He might as well take as many abominations and heretics down with him.
Small arms: He carries two pistols. A Smith & Wesson MK22 "Hush puppy" for his more non-lethal missions/ when he goes to bars he knows that he will have to use i to calm people down. It has a suppressor and a side-lock mechanism for added suppression. However he has to cycled manually for each shot, it takes him approximately 3-5 seconds to cycle through manually). He keeps four clips for this pistol on him at all times when he has the gun.
The other is the M1911 is considered by many to be the greatest semi-automatic pistol of all time due to its ergonomics, accuracy, reliability, and the stopping power of its .45ACP rounds. It eatures high-profile 3-dot sights, National Match slide, beveled magazine well, widened ejection port, competition trigger, polished feed ramp, checkered front strap and mainspring housing for more positive grip, delta hammer, and a relief-cut trigger guard for higher grip. It also features a permanently-disengaged grip safety, a controversial modification popular among Texas Rangers, who have carried 1911s since the 1920s. Devlin has modified it further by whittling down the grip so it will be much easier to use and can be simultaneous wielded with a knife o perform CQC techniques. The Barrel has also been modified ever so slightly so it could accept a suppressor.
A personal side arm when he is in civilian wear or on leave is A 6-shot single-action revolver chambered for the very powerful .45 Long Colt round. Nicknamed "the Peacemaker," this was the standard-issue sidearm of the US Army from 1873 to 1895, and was also very popular in civilian sales. General George Patton often carried a custom SAA with ivory grips when making public appearances (he switched to a 1911 when he went to the front). There were no modifications made to this pistol. He uses it to show his skills with a pistol and as an intimidation when he is going after non-supernatural targets for assassination.
Sub-machine gun:
The Patriot: This is a modified version of the XM16E1 with the stock removed (leaving the buffer tube exposed) and somewhat shorter barrel to enable it to held as a pistol. Due to the modification it produces heavy recoil in sustained automatic fire. This weapon has a hundred round barrel. He does not keep an extra barrel on him for the sheer purpose he only uses the gun to get out of tight situations.
Race: Human
Abilities: He is an expert bomb maker and can set and prime any explosive in under thirty seconds. He knows all that there needs te known about wilderness survival and hand to hand combat. He is proficient with a knife and most guns. He most deadly with a pistol or a small sub machine gun; however, he can use virtually any weapon but his accuracy takes a hit.
Since he had to rely on the use of one eye for the majority of his life, he has excellent hearing, smell, and an intuitive sense when danger is near by or if there is something suspicious, (note this is also acquired through his years of service. this is just a feeling and he will not be able to immediately spot a person unless they are obvious, or are not completely hidden. But it does help when he is actively looking for someone/thing).
Organization: Iscariot
Personality: He is normally serious but has a sense of humor. He keeps a calm collective mind all the time. He enjoys drinking and is a heavy drinker, he can drink anyone under the table, whether they be living or the undead. However, when he is drunk he prone to box with people as well as singing shanties and other pub songs he knows. He is also not the person you want to annoy when he has a hangover, other wise he will uppercut you in the jaw.
While on the mission he turns into a cautious man that reacts to every noise and slightest movement. He is in survival mode and is prepared to live on nothing but the Rhine of the land and the equipment he has on his back and in his back pack. He has a unwavering sense of loyalty to the church and his comrades. He knows better than to leave a comrade behind alive or dead. He has a sense of honor and frowns on killing innocents and prays for souls that died because they got caught up in of of his blasts. However he knows that it is for the better of the Vatican and the church, and that's what keeps him from going into a spiraling downward depression, and why he drinks.
Rank: Priest
Biography: Born on March 16, 1959 to a miner family in Dublin. His dad worked in the coal mines most of the time and farmed during his free time out in the country. His mother worked as an office worker for the mining company. Seeing as the two were so busy they couldn't effectively raise Devlin. Once he was of age they sent him to a catholic boarding school that was run by the Vatican in Kilkenny. There he was raised in the teachings of the lord and the faculty became his new parents. He did not know what to make of it. That him all the things he would've learned at other schools but they heavily emphasized Catholicism with virtually every subject. The mornings began with morning prayer at six. Then breakfast at seven followed by classes. Devlin's schedule was Math, English, Science, Social Studies, and theology. At noon was afternoon devotional and lunch. Then back to classes. They then had some time for club activities. Remembering that his biological father had loved boxing he joined the boxing club. Soon that became his life. He quickly became the top boxer at the school once he reached fifteen, he could even take down the instructor. He was an alright student but he didn't make up for academics he made up for setting up the boxing team's reputation throughout Ireland as being one of the best. In the ring he was nicknamed the Celtic Warrior because he brought the ferocity of their Celtic ancestors to the ring.
He graduated in 1966, two years early then everyone else because he wanted to go professional with boxing. The school didn't mind and just asked him to remember them. He returned to Dublin to start off his career. He had matches set through an amateur circuit that ran through the city. Once he got in he began fighting until he got into the professional circuit. Seeing as he was new he wasn't televised yet but he knew that his time would come. He decided to go back and visit the school that taught him everything he new, particularly the boxing club. When he got there the school was oddly quiet ad empty. As he made his way to the gym where practice was held he heard a scream and he ran. Once in the gym he saw a man holding student up by the neck and was biting it. Acting purely on instinct he ran up to the man and hooked him in the back of the head to gain his attention but it was too late. The student was exsanguinated and Devlin managed to piss the culprit off. Devlin continued attacking again calling on the lord and his boxing skill to add him. For a moment he seemed to be in the clear but then the man fired back with such a quick speed that Devlin could barely keep up. He was knocked down but not with out breaking the wooden trophy case. Not wanting the same fate as the student Devlin grabbed a piece of wood and put it between his fingers and fought back. This time every blow hurt the man majorly. The Man was bleeding and hissing while Devlin too was bleeding he was on adrenaline and rage. The people who he raised him, killed at the hands of this man. With the thought in his mind he made his attacks quicker until he got an attack in on the chest where the wood piece was lodged in and pierced the heart. The man let a shriek and evaporated to dust. Not knowing what happened he ran to the student and began praying for the students soul but everyone else who's life was lost.
The fight wasn't over yet as Devlin turned around to hear a groaning noise. Getting ready to fight he watched in fear as corpse's walked into the gym. He began fighting to defend himself. But after that fight he had with the abomination that he didn't what he was he was tired. He kept going before being overrun by the walking corpses. Devlin thought this is where his life was going to end before there were gun shots and flash off the swords and the corpses were quickly dispatched of. A man older than Devlin approached him and brought the boy to the infirmary and tended to the wounds. The man, now clearly evident a priest. Introduced himself as Father Renaldo. The two talked about what had just happened and Renaldo had just revealed the existence of Vampires. Devlin didn't know what to make of it but he didn't want anyone to be killed anymore and asked Renaldo if there was anything he could do. After a brief discussion Devlin was on a plane a couple hours later off to Rome to join the Vatican's Special Sector, Section 13.
Once in Rome he began training immediately under Renaldo. Through this period of his life he learned new skills and harnessed old ones. He became an assassin for the organization specializing in espionage and sabotage. He could last months in the wilderness with only a combat knife and the clothes on his back. He learned how to assemble every explosive in existence and how to create one of his own. He studied key vehicle designs for all military groups and even some common civilian models. Under Renaldo he learned how to wield a knife with deadly efficiency, and can take on a Category C vampire in hand to hand combat on equal grounds. He can fence, and run a marathon in less than two hours. Devlin wanted to get into the Regenerator Program but when he entered Iscariot he wasn't qualified, as he wasn't raised in the orphanage and was too old. He came across Iscariot's crown paladin, Alexander Anderson, only a couple times and each time was on a mission that ended briefly.
In 1999 he was sent to a mission to destroy a lab in South America. He HALO jumped into the jungle and the mission began. Iscariot received reports of the lab being tied to Millennium. Being that Iscariot no longer has ties with them they decided to send Devlin in the blow the lab sky high and hopefully stall their research. Once he landed he had Renaldo as his tactical support and the last mission before they initiated radio silence was that their was no room for failure and to fail meant death. Under standing this message he went to work. On this mission he had enough c-4 to take out a small city, a his Smith & Wesson, a dragunov sniper, and a patriot sub-machine gun. Getting through the jungle was simple enough. There was some light guard but taking them out was easy because they seemed not to worried about the possibility of an elite saboteur coming through to make some fireworks out of their facility. Once inside the facility is where the challenge began. He first took out an guard and stole the uniform and put it on so he could walk around a little more freely. He then had reach key structural points. A key target was the boiler room. He made it through the facility taking out the occasional guard or camera. Once inside he had to make quick work. He set up five blocks of c-4 on the boilers and moved to the motorcade where he put c-4 on the gas containers. He placed c-4 in other areas of the building just to make sure it went down. Now all that was left was extraction. Once he pressed the button to start the countdown. He didn't have long but lucky for him there was a Zepplin about to take off. He made his way towards the craft when he was spotted and and his cover was blown. Now he had to fight his way to the hangar. He sustained injury but he took down everyone in his path. He was about to board the Zepplin when the C-4 began to explode and sent a piece of metal shrapnel into his left eye. The zepplin took off before being caught in the blast. He decided not to sabotage the craft because of his condition. He would be a sitting duck so he stowed away hidden from view of any until he was able to must enough strength to actually plant a C-4 and jump out of the plane into the sea. He washed up nearly dead on the coast of his home country. Their a fisherman took him in and got him medical attention that saved his life.
His whereabouts after this mission have been unknown to Iscariot since he hasn't been reported in after the explosion. He was presumed dead. He is currently en route to the Vatican from a hospital in Ireland having made a full recovery after a couple years being out of action for a couple of years due to recovery.
RP sample: Dawn had just hit and the sun was rising over the horizon as a B52 bomber flew over and expansive forest over italy. This was just a training exercise. Devlin was in charge and is leading a group of Iscariots in the forest to take out "monsters" that he got higher ranking members of Iscariot to play for the sake of the exercise. Devlin was smoking as the other's prepared for the jump. They all gave him a weird look and he didn't even bother to look up until they were twenty seconds from the drop zone. He got up and put on the mask. Granted they weren't that high up but this was preparation for a true HALO jump. He stood at the at the hatch waiting for the green light to go. The back hatch opened. All that was going through his head was the landing. The fall was easy but the landing could either make or break. He already figured that more than half of the trainees would break a bone. The green light lit up and he jumped followed by ten others. He was a little ahead of them and allowed them to pass him up. So he can see their form. Some were going to miss the window to open their parachute and other are going to pull to early. They did just that.
He had given them each a map leading to where they needed to go. Devlin released his parachute and landed into the forest where he will play one of the Monster's after noting that they landed and not fatal injuries occurred. He landed in the forest and left his parachute in the the trees. He immediately hid himself and went to the position. He
used a CODEC system to contact the trainees.
Al'ight now, it's aboot time fer thae training to b'gin. ye all have three hours to complete thee exercise. Yer mission is to git to the position on yer maps. Take too long an' ye will be dead. over and out. He ended the transmission and switched his frequency to the one where the other members established in the woods were. They were each instructed to give out a call and name who took them out if they were taken out or who they took out. Devlin crouched while he ran to stay low. He stopped at the sound of some bushes rustling and someone talking out loud. He dropped to the ground and remained still in the brush seemingly out of sight. It was one of the trainees. Devlin could tell that he thought this was a joke by the way he walked. So Devlin decided to teach him a lesson. He slowly crawled behind him and rose and went for the kill by drawing his combat knife and sneaking up behind him and putting it the the trainees throat.
Yer dead, He said as he flipped on his CODEC.
Friar Francis Connerly, dead He reported but there was a reply that was rather grim.
Father Moriarity we have a problem. One of the Trainees is dead. Wat? Devlin replied with surprise and anger.
Aye, I say a vampire is in the forest, father Al'ight git the recruuts out o' 'ere. oi'll take care of the Vampire With god's speed,The transmission ended. Devlin sent the friar back and he pulled out his Smith & Wesson and checked the clip. He only had one spare one him so he needed to make this count. Now it was game of cat and mouse, but it was hunter versus hunter. Devlin was determined to win and he began the hunt. He slowly made his way through the forest. Being careful not to make noise and keeping his ears open to hear any movement. It was about thirty minutes into this game that the adversaries saw each other. Devlin shot first but the Vampire easly dodged and closed the distance with a knife in hand now. Devin did his best to dodge what he could and blocked the others. One could have all the speed in the world but with out skill they couldn't kill a fly. Devlin caught the vampire's arm and disarmed the knife. In return the vampire knocked Devlin's gun. Devlin switched to full on CQC stance. The two went back and forth. Devlin decided to change his game and went to a boxing stance. He gave a couple jabs to teh vampire and caught him by surprise. He continued his attack with a left hook and a right jab. He upper cutted the vampire and knocked him down after blocking his opponents retaliation. He noticed his gun on the ground and picked it up and pointed it at the vampire's head.
And Shepherds we shall be. For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand.
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee. And teeming with souls shall it ever be. En Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti. Amen. At last word he pulled the trigger killing the vampire who took one of his students life.
Thee abomination hath been killed, now it's aboot time I go to the pub fer a drink Devlin said as he walked back to the Vatican after being picked up, changed and went to his favorite bar that was suppose to be an Irish pub in order to drink his sorrows away and box any poor fellow who happens to challenge him.
Subject: Devlin Moriarity (Done) 
