Melinultiel
WARNING - Some of you out there probably take your politics and
politicians seriously. Don't read this if you do; there's a little
something here to offend both sides of the spectrums, I'm sure. :)
"Have you ever felt like there's something deep inside you? Something
that pushes you towards greatness... but sometimes seems to get you in
trouble instead?
"You mean... like an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other?"
"No, not like that... like... I don't know. Never mind. I'm just tired.
Goodnight."
"Goodnight, hon."
Melinultiel
Remnant Kyriotate Vassal of Trade
CorF: 2 (Str 4, Agi 4)
EthF: 3 (Int 8, Pre 5)
CelF: 0 (Wil 2, Per 1)
(Melinutiel had raised his Precision, Will, and Perception independently.)
Advantages: Charisma +3*
Skills: Detect Lies/5, Driving/2, Emote/5, Fast-Talk/4, Knowledge
(Law/3, Politics/6), Lying/4, Ranged Weapon (Pistol/2), Savior-Faire/3,
Seduction/2.
Songs: None remembered.
Attunements: Kyriotate of Trade, Kyriotate of Destiny, Divine Contract,
Vassal of Trade
Discord: Lustful/3
Melinultiel is in an odd situation. After all, Kyriotate Remnants can't
exist. Which may explain why no one has noticed his existence yet....
One of Marc's best and brightest, Melinultiel was in line for the word of
Aspiring Politicians. He worked closely with servitors of Destiny and
Dreams as well as Trade, to encourage honest, god-fearing young men** to
try to make the world a better place by becoming community leaders. He
coordinated Cherubim guardians and Mercurian advisors for the high ranking
politicians of North America (his primary area of operations).
Cut to January 27, 1952. Acting on a tip from an Ofanite of War,
Melinultiel rode along with Supreme Court Justice Thomas Clark, in the
body of his pet cat. Sure enough, the demonic assassination attempt took
place, but was thwarted with a quick Song of Shields. Fleeing the cat's
body, Melinultiel confronted the Calabite of Fate directly, in celestial
form, as the car sped off to safety. The battle was brief and intense, but
while the Calabite lost several forces of his own, he dispatched the
Kyriotate's celestial forces within the first minute of combat, and
watched as the Domination faded into the Symphony before him, unaware of
the Divine Intervention that took place with the final assault... and
never once thinking about the Senator from Boston that Melinultiel was
currently possessing....
Melinultiel's Kyriotate of Destiny attunement warped itself strangely as
he settled into the mind of the young John F. Kennedy... not ejecting the
humans' consciousness into the Marches, but merely sharing it. He spent
several years merely recovering, before he understood what he was meant to
do. He was an Aspiring Politician, right? It was time to aspire to a
higher office...
It's not too hard to become the youngest ever elected president when your
subconscious mind is an experienced, charismatic, brilliant Vassal of
Trade. Even if he did lose his memories and identity, the instincts were
still there, along with the willingness to sometimes come to the forefront
of John's personality at a crucial moment... almost always when it was
needed. Almost. The ex-Kyrio's discord would sometimes surface itself as
well, and the White House spin doctors would sometimes have to work
overtime to minimize scandals. Overall, though, with his special edge, JFK
became known as one of the greatest presidents of our time.
Melinultiel was feeling fulfilled... too fulfilled, actually. Something
wasn't right. Somehow... he knew he needed to be an ASPIRING politician,
not a successful one who'd reached his goal so completely. On one fine
July day in 1963, Melinultiel and John happened to meet a young college
student named Bill Clinton***. They chatted for a few minutes, and Bill
told John of his plans to enter the political arena one day, and perhaps
to even become President. John encouraged him, not particularly impressed
with the youth, but something about Bill caught Melinultiel's attention.
Not even sure how he did it or what he was doing, Melinultiel slipped away
from John and into Bill's mind, ready to become what he had to be, again.
Four months later, his semi-angelic protector gone, John was killed.
Melinultiel and Bill set their minds to honoring his memory by following
in his footsteps, and they enrolled at Georgetown University, with law
school in mind. Somehow, Melinultiel knew they could do it again... if
only he could keep that Discord under control this time....
* I think it's silly to restrict Charisma to vessels, especially since
that means there are no charismatic Kyriotates out there (except for
Michael's, Laurence's, and maybe David's, though that's an odd thought...)
** Yes, "men", not "men and women". This was the early 1900s here.
*** Yes, it really happened. Makes you think...
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