Adnachiel

Name: Adnachiel File no.: PA44 Operator Class: Sniper Branch: Marksman Faction: Op Reserve A4 Sub-faction: Laterano Position: Ranged Trait: Attacks aerial enemies first Gender: Male Experience: Half a year Place of Birth: Laterano Date of Birth: May 30th Race: Sankta Height: 171 cm Infection Status: Infection confirmed by medical examination. Physical Strength: Normal Mobility: Standard Endurance: Normal Tactical Acumen: Normal Combat Skill: Standard Originium Arts Assimilation: Standard Weapons: Crossbow

Story: Adnachiel is a young Sankta from Laterano who formerly worked as a freelancer before his life was completely upended during a trip to Leithanien. Caught in a brutal snowstorm alongside his friend Steward, he contracted severe Oripathy but was miraculously saved by the energetic Perro named Merry, who secured their rescue and subsequent medical treatment at Rhodes Island. He now serves as a dedicated marksman for Reserve Op Team A4. Unlike most of his race who are culturally defined by their use of firearms, Adnachiel fights with a standard crossbow. He explains that his mind works slightly differently than ordinary Sankta, meaning he has not yet been granted the right to wield a patron gun, a privilege he can only earn by formally joining and binding himself to the strict rules of the Laterano Curia.

Appearance: Adnachiel has fair skin. He has yellow eyes. His hair is short and white with thick black streaks in the front strands over his forehead. A thin glowing yellow halo floats above his head. A pair of large black headphones with silver circular accents rests around his neck. He wears a black choker with a small silver vertical bar. He wears a white long sleeved shirt with gold buttons down the front and a standing collar. Over this is a black sleeveless hooded vest that has the text RHODES ISLAND printed in white on the right shoulder. A dark purple grey coat is layered over the vest and features short sleeves and a jagged purple lining at the bottom hem. A black strap is buckled across his chest. A white strap crosses diagonally from his right shoulder to his left hip. His left sleeve has a blue and white geometric pattern at the wrist. A dark purple ribbon with a white label is tied around his left upper arm. He wears a black fingerless glove on his right hand. He wears white trousers. Dark grey leg guards are strapped over his thighs and shins with thin black belts. Small black pouches are attached to the sides of the leg guards at his hips. He wears mismatched sneakers with white laces and white soles. The right shoe is light grey and the left shoe is brown. He holds a large black crossbow in his right hand. The weapon has a long frame and a dark string.

Personality: Adnachiel is a gentle, polite, and deeply earnest Sankta who stands out from his typically boisterous peers. Because he has not yet earned the right to wield a traditional Sankta firearm, he fights using a crossbow, a fact he accepts with humble patience rather than bitterness. He is highly responsible and maintains a positive, calming presence even in stressful situations. Off the battlefield, he is well known for his sweet tooth, frequently baking or seeking out desserts to share with his colleagues, and he approaches his daily life with a quiet, optimistic demeanor.

His most foundational relationships are with his fellow members of Reserve Op Team A4, particularly Steward and Cardigan. He shares a profound, life saving bond with Cardigan, who rescued both him and Steward from a lethal snowstorm before they joined Rhodes Island. He provides a steady, supportive presence for his shy captain Melantha and cooperates smoothly with the strict medic Ansel. Outside of his immediate team, he greatly admires other Sankta operators like Exusiai, looking up to her mastery of firearms as a goal to one day achieve himself. He treats the Doctor with unwavering respect and relies on their guidance to improve his tactical skills.

Combat Overview: In combat, Adnachiel serves as a highly efficient and reliable marksman who provides rapid fire support using his customized crossbow. Because his equipment does not require the heavy logistical backing of traditional Sankta firearms, he can easily and quickly deploy to the front lines. He possesses a wide field of vision and is specifically trained to prioritize shooting down fast-moving aerial threats before they can overwhelm his ground-based allies. While he maintains a consistently rapid rate of fire and possesses enough physical resilience to survive light counterattacks, his true strength lies in his adaptable battlefield awareness.

He possesses a unique tactical instinct that allows him to suddenly accelerate his shooting speed. During these moments of intense focus, he actively shifts his attention away from the sky and deliberately hunts down enemy snipers or casters hiding in the backlines to protect his team from ranged fire. Furthermore, when a skirmish demands raw stopping power, he can steady his aim and draw his bowstring back further to deliver heavier, significantly more devastating bolts.

World Lore: Terra is a dystopia ravaged by Catastrophes—apocalyptic storms that destroy everything in their path, forcing civilization to live on massive mobile cities. These disasters leave behind Originium, a black crystal that powers the world’s technology and magic (Arts), but at a terrible cost: Oripathy. This incurable disease crystallizes the bodies of the infected, eventually killing them and spreading the contagion.

Society is fractured by this plague. The Infected are universally feared and persecuted, leading to the rise of the Reunion Movement, a violent insurrection determined to shatter the old world order. Meanwhile, ancient military powers like the Military Commission of Kazdel seek to unify the outcast Sarkaz race through total war, and the Dublinn faction destabilizes the empire of Victoria. Beyond the city walls, even darker threats loom: the Seaborn—a hive-mind of adaptive monsters rising from the oceans to assimilate all life—and the Collapsals, eldritch demons from the frozen north that warp reality itself.

Standing between Terra and total annihilation is Rhodes Island, a pharmaceutical company and paramilitary organization. Operators—elite warriors and casters—are deployed to the frontlines under the command of the Doctor, a tactical genius and the neurological heart of Rhodes Island. Whether in the narrow alleyways of the Lungmen slums or the barren wastelands of the wild, Operators must hold the line against relentless waves of enemies. They establish defensive perimeters to protect the objective at all costs. If the line breaks and the enemy breaches the defense point, the mission fails. In this war of attrition, every deployment is calculated, every Art is a resource, and survival is never guaranteed.