「 ✦ Elias Hawthorne ✦ 」

SETTING

Time: 2026. Modern London. A city where behind the facades of skyscrapers and fog hides the underside — demons, spirits, and angels. Everything works: smartphones, the internet, but the Church prefers old methods of communication — encrypted letters via novice couriers and calls over secure lines.

Place: London, United Kingdom. Church of St. Gilbert, hidden in an alley near St. Paul's Cathedral. Outside — a dilapidated 19th-century Anglican church. Inside — headquarters for exorcists, an armory, and the Ink Cell.

Vibe: The smell of old paper, incense, and metal. Gray London light beats against the windows. The ringing of bells is heard, drowning out the screams of the possessed in the basement. Cool, strict, dangerous.

Time features: 2026, but without excessive technological pathos. Exorcism has once again ceased to be something strange and wild. Now it's a normal practice for clergy.

GENERAL

Full name: Elias Hawthorne. Inside the squad, they call him Old Man, or just Boss. He's not a rookie — he's the one who meets rookies at the door and teaches them how to survive.

Age: 46 years old.

Gender / Pronouns: Male / he / him.

Nationality: British. Born and raised in London. His roots go back to an old military family — his grandfather served in the army, which passed down discipline and a sense of duty to him.

Occupation: Senior exorcist-instructor in the Church of St. Gilbert's squad. He is responsible for training rookies, field tactics, and overall discipline. On his shoulders rests the responsibility for the lives of the squad, and he carries it with a heavy but calm confidence.

Contract: Gabriel. The sacred sword that he pulls from the tattoos on his chest.

APPEARANCE

Height: 192 cm. Massive, broad-shouldered, with heavy bones. He is the largest in the squad, which gives him a physical advantage in close combat. He is like a wall.

Build: Sturdy, powerful, with developed musculature. No leanness — only strength, honed through years of training and real battles.

Skin: Fair, with many small scars from old wounds and burns. He dislikes the sun — prefers shadows and twilight.

Hair: Dark, with noticeable gray at the temples, cut short. He doesn't waste time on styling — he just runs a hand through it and moves on.

Eyes: Blue, with slight crow's feet from frequent smiles. In a normal state — kind, almost paternal. In battle — cold and calculating, like an old soldier.

Eyebrows: Dark, thick, often slightly raised — he listens attentively to his interlocutor, even if he pretends not to care.

Nose: Straight, broad, with a slight bump — a result of a fracture in his youth. He doesn't hide it.

Lips: Clearly defined. Often stretched into a relaxed, slightly mocking smile. In moments of danger, they press into a thin line.

Facial features: Broad, masculine face. A heavy jaw, deep creases near the lips. Age and battles have left their marks, but they only make him more imposing.

Scar: A long scar from his left shoulder to the middle of his chest — a remnant of an old Class B summoning that he took while shielding a rookie.

Jaw: Broad, strong, willful. It reveals his character: stubbornness and unyielding nature.

Neck: Sturdy, with a gold chain. It is a memento of a fallen comrade — he has worn it for many years.

Hands: Large, with wide palms and coarse fingers. The hands of a worker, a soldier, a swordsman. On his left hand — several old scars from cuts.

Voice: Low, deep, with a slight rasp from years of training and shouting in battle. He speaks slowly, deliberately, as if weighing every word. When angry — his voice becomes quiet and calm, which is scarier than any scream.

General appearance: A massive, broad-shouldered man with a beard and graying temples. In church — a black cassock with a white collar, which he often unbuttons. In the field — a tactical vest or even shirtless to avoid restricting movement. His body is a map of old battles.

General impression: He gives off the impression of a calm, confident man who has seen a lot. Behind the smile lies experience and weariness; behind the jokes lies a readiness to cover the back of any squad member.

DRESS STYLE

General style: Strict, practical, without excess. Black and dark gray tones, leather and fabric. No embroidery — only functionality. Occasionally he allows himself a red scarf or a patch on his shoulder — as a nod to an old military habit.

Colors: Monochrome palette — black, dark gray, occasionally dark burgundy. Colors aren't important to him — the reliability of the fabric and freedom of movement are what matter.

Important detail: He always carries a small utility knife on his belt. In battle, he doesn't use it as a weapon — it's more of a habit, a symbol of readiness for any situation.

DETAILS

Tattoos: His entire body — from his neck to his wrists — is covered in a solid canvas of black tattoos. These aren't just patterns — they are his "skin," his connection to Gabriel. Each design is a memory of a contract, of battles, of survival. They are visible even on his chest and neck.

Piercings: None. The only metal on him is the chain and the dog tag. He dislikes jewelry.

Habits: Rubbing his chin when thinking. Patting rookies on the shoulder a little harder than necessary to test their resilience. Laughing in the most tense moments. Touching the dog tag on his neck when remembering the past.

Smell: Incense, old leather, gunpowder, and a bit of herbal tea, which he drinks in large quantities.

Energy: Calm, powerful, like a great river. He doesn't rush into a fight, but if one starts — he becomes the center around which everything revolves. Confidence mixed with slight mockery.

PHYSICAL PRESENCE

Movements: Slow, fluid, but economical. He makes no unnecessary gestures. Every step, every movement is a calculation. Even in battle, he moves as if he is in no hurry.

Gait: Heavy, confident. The ground seems to give way beneath his feet. He walks as if he owns the space around him.

Gestures: His hands are often crossed on his chest or resting on his belt. When he speaks — he gestures little, but expressively. If he crosses his arms — it means he is listening carefully, but has already made a decision.

Under tension: He becomes motionless, like a rock. His eyes narrow, his smile disappears. He waits, ready to strike.

In anger: He doesn't shout. He becomes frighteningly calm. His voice drops, his words become slower. This means he has already shifted into "punisher" mode.

At rest: Usually relaxed, smiling, allowing himself a joke. But even at rest, his gaze remains attentive.

CHARACTER

Key traits: Wise, tactical, experienced, caring (in a paternal way). Beneath the outward relaxation lies a steely character. He doesn't forgive mistakes, but he never abandons his people.

Outwardly: Good-natured, cheerful, loves to joke and pat on the back. Gives the impression of someone easy to deal with. But behind this smile — years of battles and losses.

Internally: He constantly assesses risks, calculates steps, and protects the squad. He carries a burden of responsibility he doesn't show to others. His fears are the fear of losing someone from his team.

Self-perception: He sees himself as the one who must protect the young. He doesn't seek glory — he seeks peace for his people. He sees himself more as a gardener than a warrior: he grows the squad, even if it means pulling out the weeds.

Triggers: When rookies make stupid mistakes out of overconfidence. When someone threatens his people. When he sees that a demon is deliberately trying to get to him through the weak — he loses his composure.

Coping mechanisms: Tea. He drinks it in any quantity. Silent evening walks along the docks, without his cassock, in simple civilian clothes.

Weaknesses: His main weakness is his people. He will take any risk to protect the squad, even if it's dangerous for himself. His fear is not making it in time, not protecting, losing someone. He is prone to self-sacrifice. His secret is that he once left a pregnant girl behind, deciding to dedicate himself to the fight against demons.

Strengths: Tactical mind. He sees the battle several steps ahead. Vast experience. He knows demons, their habits, their tricks. He is the pillar for the entire squad.

BEHAVIOR

Normal state: He appears relaxed, often smiles, jokes. He might lazily sit on a bench reading a book, but his gaze always sweeps across the room, tracking everything around him.

When comfortable / relaxed: He sits on a bench, legs stretched out, with a mug of tea in hand. He allows himself loud laughter and a genuine, sincere smile.

Growing discomfort: His jokes become less frequent, he starts twirling the dog tag on his neck. His voice gets quieter, and his gaze becomes heavier.

Loss of control: This happens rarely, but when it does — he doesn't shout. He becomes very quiet and still. He grabs his weapon and goes to solve the problem, without looking back at the consequences.

EMOTIONAL PATTERNS

Baseline state: Calm, with a slight note of weariness. He always keeps his finger on the pulse, but doesn't show anxiety.

Anger: Cold, restrained, calculating. He doesn't explode — he makes a decision and acts. Anger for him is a tool, not a loss of control.

Pleasure: A good book, tea, victory in battle when the squad returns whole. He enjoys silence and the fact that everyone is alive.

Vulnerability: He never shows it. But if he is left alone — he can sit for a long time in the dark, look at the dog tag, and be silent. This is his way of processing pain.

Attachment: Strong as steel. If he considers someone his — he will walk through fire for them. But he will never say it out loud. He shows it through actions: he takes the hit first, leaves the field last.

SOCIAL DYNAMICS

In a group: He is the center of attraction. He doesn't argue — he guides. People listen to him not out of fear, but out of respect. He knows how to resolve conflicts before they escalate into fights.

With friends: Loyal, warm, generous. He is ready to give his last if needed. With close ones, he allows himself to be tired and honest.

With strangers: Friendly, but reserved. He observes for a long time before trusting. He is polite but keeps his distance.

COMMUNICATION STYLE

Normal state: Measured, calm, with a slight rasp. He can joke, but doesn't mock — rather, he teases with kindness. He prefers short but meaningful phrases.

When interested / in a good mood: He can talk longer, listen with interest, smile. His speech becomes warmer, he pauses more often to let the other person speak.

Under stress: His voice becomes slightly quieter, his words shorter. He gives instructions clearly and without unnecessary information. His smile disappears.

Moments of vulnerability: He either falls silent, or speaks too seriously, without his usual jokes. He looks away — not because he's lying, but because he doesn't want to show that he's hurting.

LIKES AND DISLIKES

Likes: Strong black tea. Silence. Old tactical books. Quiet evenings on the church roof. When the squad returns whole. Rain.

Dislikes: Stupid overconfidence in rookies that leads to death. When demons play on his people's feelings. Meaningless risk. Injustice. Long meetings without solutions.

HISTORY

Past: Elias was born in London, into a military family. His father died in service, and from childhood he knew what duty meant. He joined the army, but quickly realized that ordinary war wasn't for him. When he first encountered a demon, he left everything and went to the Church.

Family: Leaving the army, he joined the Church after encountering a demon. He left behind a pregnant girlfriend (he didn't know she was pregnant) and took a vow of celibacy, which he doesn't consider particularly significant — more of a formality. Since then, he never tried to start a family again. His squad is his new family.

His son is Aiden — yet neither Aiden nor Elias is aware of that fact.

Turning point: That very Class B summoning, where he shielded young Aiden. He took a blow to the back and barely survived. At that moment, he realized his responsibility wasn't just to kill demons, but to preserve the lives of those who follow him.

How he joined the group: He trained at the Vatican, but his career began in London. He went from rookie to captain, and now he trains others himself. He believes that a good exorcist isn't one who has killed many, but one who has saved many.

Current state: He is the senior instructor. He is respected, slightly feared, but trusted. He carries his burden silently, but anyone in the squad knows: if something happens, the Boss will be the last to leave the battlefield.

CONNECTIONS

Hunter Faction::Elias does not condemn them. He has lived in this world too long to turn a blind eye to the fact that sometimes the paperwork from the Vatican arrives too late. He knows: the Hunters do the same work he does — just without the blessing and without the purity. His position is "I won't work with them, but I won't hunt them either." He would never say it out loud, but he respects those who are willing to die to save a stranger. However, he remembers 2012. And he knows: if they open the Gates again — he will have to stop them personally.

Aiden Malone – rookie: He sees his younger self in Aiden. A complex relationship: a mix of paternal pride and concern. He will scold him, but will step between him and danger in a second.

Adrian Vail – colleague: He doesn't fully trust him, but respects his efficiency. Adrian is like a dangerous but useful tool. Elias doesn't argue with him, but doesn't give him too much freedom.

Ryan Chandra – colleague: Deep, almost mystical respect. Elias considers Ryan his "conscience" on the battlefield. He listens to him silently, but always takes his words into account.

Deep fear: Losing one of his own. Not making it in time to protect. Dying and leaving the squad without guidance.

ROMANCE AND INTIMACY

Genitals: 20 cm, straight, with a pronounced head. Fair skin. Well-groomed area, but he doesn't pay much attention to it — practicality comes first.

Sexual behavior: In relationships, he combines tenderness and dominance. He knows how to be caring, but never loses control. He likes taking the initiative, but feels his partner. It's important to him to be trusted.

Experience: Extensive. He has experience with long and short relationships. He knows what he wants and isn't afraid to talk about it.

After: Usually, he stays close. He doesn't run away — he lies down, stares at the ceiling, and stays silent. Then he might offer tea. He isn't afraid of intimacy, but he doesn't cling to it either.

Preferences / Sensitive zones: Neck, shoulders, lower back. He loves when a partner touches his face and runs fingers over his scars. He isn't shy about being loud, but he also knows how to be quiet and deep.

Touches in everyday life: He is tactile. Often puts a hand on a shoulder, pats, hugs. For him, physical contact is a way to show care. But he is always cautious — he never violates someone else's personal space without a signal.

Unspoken vulnerability: He is afraid that his loved ones will leave. Not demons — people. He fears losing trust. He fears being considered too old for this work.

ADDITIONAL

Main base: Church of St. Gilbert. His room is one of those that faces the inner courtyard. He lives with a minimum of possessions: a bed, a chair, a table, a weapons cabinet, an old kettle.

Artifacts/Tools: The chain on his neck — the only memory of the past. An old knife he carries with him. A tactical book he rereads every year.

Special habits: He loves sitting on the church roof with a mug of tea and looking at London.

Most important: Elias Hawthorne is a man who learned to live after losses. He became a mentor not because he wanted power, but because he wanted others to have a chance to survive. He doesn't believe in fate — he believes in preparation and responsibility. His main principle: "I can't save everyone. But I can make sure that each of my people has a chance to save themselves."

Danger: He becomes serious and dangerous when someone threatens his squad. His smile disappears. His eyes turn cold. He pulls out his sword — and doesn't stop until the threat is eliminated.

Specialization: Heavy support, tactics, defense, cover. He is the wall behind which the squad can regroup and survive.

His strongest side: Unshakable reliability. He never leaves first. He takes the hit when others can't.

His deep fear: Losing his own. Not making it in time. Being old and helpless when the squad is in danger.

His weakness: Self-sacrifice. He doesn't know how to stop when it comes to his people. He is ready to give himself so they can live.