KNIFE ANGEL

An unassuming height, an unassuming voice.Their eyes are hooded and dark. Even their body type seems hard to discern underneath the armor, save for that they are most likely neither severely obese nor horribly emaciated. 

NAME:  KNIFE ANGEL (Mr. Knife to most)

AGE: 39

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Unknown, most assume them male. They/them, He/him.

FACTION: The Watch

Formerly a member of an infamous gang, Mr. Knife was recruited nearly the instant that their life went to shambles. Almost as if perfectly orchestrated to have happened that way.  

Technically a Lieutenant rank officer.

STRENGTHS:

• MADE OF STEEL
  There will be no pleading. Mr. Knife always finishes the job they set out to do. Cannot Be bribed or intimidated.
• PACK BOND
   Mr. Knife is fiercely loyal and protective of each and every Watch peer. But beware, they expect you to do your job and do it well. Same would be said of any superior or Preserved that they have been put in service of. They will defend their Boss’ right to fuck you over as if its the most reasonable thing in the world.
• FIGHTING DOG
   This is a person you do not want to meet in close combat. Through a life hardened by a constant stream of violence and plenty of broken bones, Mr. Knife knows pain like no other. Mr. Knife will not care if it hurts. They will always return any injury given. They’ll jump anyone who so much as throws a pebble at them with ill intent. They will not stop until told so by a fellow agent. You best beware the spikes- they do so love a good headbutt.
• A REGULAR PICASSO
   No, really. Adores painting in cubist surrealism. That's mainly what they use all those knives for- to paint with.
  
  

WEAKNESSES:

• DEVIL IN THE DETAILS
  A methodical perfectionist, Mr. Knife can be downright anal about the quality of work, both theirs and others’ in practically every sphere of life. If they have the power, they will force you to do it again and again, and again, and again….
• PERPETUALLY POOR
  A Glutton for collecting various weaponry, especially daggers. They don't even need to be special; they see it, they want it. As a result lives very much hand to mouth. By day 3 and until next week’s wages roll out, they're eating gruel again.
• BRAND LOYALTY
  Marked with one of Silvan Evelyn’s  tattoos, which keeps them in his service and prevents them from borrowing money from anybody but him.
• LITTLE RAGES
  As already alluded to, has a tendency to lose themself to anger and violence. The littlest things can set them off. Even against higher-ups it can sometimes be a problem. They have a hard time keeping their cool, especially if they're not in a disguise.
• NEGATIVE REINFORCEMENT
  seems to enjoy being demeaned  a little too much. It brings them back to better days… Easy to manipulate. Sometimes it feels like they're damn near helping you do it to them.

══════════ T H E DEVELOPMENT

EQUIPMENT:

Authority's Arsenal: Carries both the latest in sword fashion today and a new parrying dagger as often as they are able. Gas grenades and the subtler bottle of ether is always close at hand.

Luxurious Quarters: Mr.Knife enjoys a high ceiling condo and a view of the sea, with room enough for both their vast collection of weapons *and* their paintings.

Network of Informants: KA’s main strength lies with their great knowledge of the workings of both the gangs of Rats and the gangs of Mads, keeping the threats in Thornmouths periphery at bay.

Armor & disguise: Wears the standard silver armor save for their custom helmet and arm guards with long metal spikes. Their disguises are hard to tell, for nobody has come close to figuring out what they look like in the first place. Some say even the tattoos are not the dead giveaway they appear to be.

|| Here are some close guesses: The Ivory Bastion’s treasurer, The Rag Weaver, a scandalous painter, a jockey, a knocker-up, a graveyard digger, the frail old woman feeding cats just behind the Bloodcoin.||

MOTIVE/SECRET:

MOTIVE Vengeance upon their brother. They will do everything in their power to spite the Cult of the Sunless, not for the good of the people, but in the hopes of enticing their brother to show himself again. 

SECRET || Their true identity, it would not go over well with the rest of the Watch…and the painting, as well.

BIOGRAPHY:

Mr. Knife and their brother were Thornmouth natives. In the beginning, they did well working together. Since childhood they had been recruited into various gangs of miscreants, until the day The Sweet Boys took them. 

Despite the name, they were anything but. Masked cutthroats, torturers, mercenaries- these words suited them best. And nobody were they crueler to than their own. Loyalty was beat into you until your brain became wired in such a way, that you thought the only way to not feel pain was to inflict it on another. If your brother was not loyal, if he did not seem beat down enough, he was hiding something, he was against you and your entire family. It was a beautiful perpetual motion machine that kept itself in check with very little input from its boss. In a sense, they were more cult than gang; if not in their magic prowess, then in their leader’s proclivity toward brainwashing certainly.

Knife Angel had never felt such euphoric highs than amidst their brothers.

Their lowest was the day their brother betrayed the Family. Something their boss liked to call “extreme negotiation” was going down that day. Mr. Knife was among the inner circle standing ready at the Boss’ heel. Their brother was supposed to escort the guest to their location. Only *one* guest. But when he arrived, they were seven.

The Hands overpowered the gang, taking them for sacrifice then and there. The Massacre still stains the ground near the sunken kraken, no doubt feeding the numerous ghost tales about the place. But the worst thing was to see their brother turn his back on them and leave, having picked a new, better family, one that would feed his desire for arcane power.

The lone survivor of a gang-cult, Mr. Knife was of course in no position to function as an individual, and a good thing it was, because the rest of the Rats didn’t trust them no more either. Half the people thought they were in on it with their brother, the other half was mostly just glad the Sweet Boys were gone. By morning, Knife Angel was recruited by the Watch. For the secrets they knew of all the criminals they’ve “mediated” between. For all the faces they had seen, all the names and vaults and points of weakness in a particularly nasty chain- they were offered a new position. 

That was nearly 20 years ago. 

Knife Angel has maintained their anonymity, but as individual thought and desire returned to them, they have collected hobbies, likes and dislikes, just like a real human being would. Their hobbies *do* run expensive though.

 A growing addiction to buying expensive weaponry leads Mr. Knife to the brink of poverty time and time again. But the addiction holds. So they seek out money-lenders to satisfy their hunger. They have been lucky to have formed a mutually beneficial business relationship with one Silvan “Scar” Evelyn.  Rumor has it they are in his pocket. It is more true to say that at any one time, Mr. Knife owes Mr. Scar a favor. This favor has neither limit nor expiration date. And even if it is spent, Scar does not have to wait long until Mr. Knife is back in dire straits. A certain agreement keeps Mr. Knife from turning to any other source.