Orran a hurlé dans la compréhension comme l'officier lui a dit la situation, une froncement se formant sur son visage. Ce type de crime a eu lieu assez souvent, en raison de la nature coûteuse de l'obtention de parties prothétiques, afin qu'il puisse comprendre pourquoi un trésorier le voudrait. Il a regardé l'autre officier, qu'il a identifié comme Crowley. Il était bien au courant de ce dont Crowley était capable, mais il avait encore des doutes sur cette enquête. Il n'a pas tout à fait entendu ce que l'officier a dit au médecin, mais il avait une idée de ce que ça aurait pu être. Il a décidé de le garder pour lui-même.
Ses yeux se sont retournés à Marv avant qu'il ne parle, "Je vais donner à la victime un nouveau bras, donc vous n'avez pas besoin de trop vous soucier de trouver l'ancien, mais je suis sûr avec les criminels, vous trouverez le bras. Si vous le pouvez, j'aurai besoin d'informations sur la victime pour que je puisse faire ça pour elle, en supposant qu'elle ait un métier spécifique. » Son ton n'était pas aussi décontracté qu'avant, étant du côté le plus sérieux. Il savait qu'il ne pouvait pas faire ça pour tous ceux qui avaient été victimes de charognards, mais il voulait faire ce qu'il pouvait pour aider.
Name: Orran Tiarnach O’Niall
Gender: Male
Age: 23

Orran has somewhat long, straight black hair, which grows down slightly past his shoulderblades. His fringe stops just above his eyebrows and is swept slightly to the side. His irises are a silver-gray colour. His face is rather slim and his skin is slightly tanned and unscarred. He’s not tall, but he’s not short either, standing at about 5’8”, and his build can be described as ‘fit’. Meaning he is slim, but he still has some muscle. Keeping in touch with the Magi’s sense of clothing, he wears a black waist coat, a black tie and a long sleeved white shirt. The shirt’s sleeves are usually rolled up to his elbows and the top buttons are undone. He wears a pair of gray trousers, a brown leather belt and a pair of black leather shoes.


His right arm is made entirely of iron, and his fingers store a small enchanted Titanium blade in each finger. The blades are the size of scalpels, giving his hands a claw-like appearance when the blades flick out. The mechanism that stores these blades is similar to a flick-knife. His left arm is quite similar to his right, made entirely of iron. However, his left hand is made of copper, which is enchanted to let off electricity. His arms are covered in a layer of silver to create the appearance of skin.
The rest of his body is completely organic.
The reason behind his weapons is purely for self defense.

Caste: Magi

Orran is quite a friendly person, and he’s quite willing to help people. But his help comes with a price, as it usually does within his Caste. However, the price of his services varies greatly depending on who he’s serving. Sometimes it might be the regular enchantment fee, or the price would just be a smile or a meal from the client. It’s usually the latter due to his involvement with the poorer people of the city. He’s not afraid to crack a joke or make a cynical remark, even if he’s the presence of nobles, but the jokes are usually in poor taste and quite dark. But that’s the only time he takes advantage of his Caste’s position. He dislikes the term “Ignorant Trade”, because he believes that without these people, Magi and Artificers alike, will not be able to do what they’re doing now. Thus he isn’t condescending toward them, but more kind.
Upon first glance, Orran can be described as a person with a friendly aura.


Born into the Magi caste within House Alistair as the great nephew of Duncan Alistair, Orran had been dedicated to his studies from a very young age, given many of the 'mundane' tasks that a young magus is usually given. His parents worked extensively in Palladium, creating complex forms for AI in the hopes that they would be able to create an AI capable of replacing the volunteers of the Automata corps. This had no ill intent behind it, but it was met with inexplicable resistance from Duncan himself. It was a way to lessen the amount of volunteers required to the Corps and it would also prevent any chance of revolt, since the AI will not have an independent mind; additionally, it would reduce living casualties if a conflict was to arise.
Following in his parents footsteps, he focused more on Palladium enchantment. This led to numerous familiars being created, each AI being more complex than the last. Thanks to his position in society and the inherent wealth that comes with being in the Caste, he has his own workshop near his home where he stores all of his creations. Most of these familiars are simple metal spheres of Aluminium, which levitate around the workshop randomly, thus eliminating floor space clutter.
His latest AI was installed into the familiar which acts as a bodyguard. This familiar is reminiscent of a Hawk, it’s wings are made of enchanted Aluminium and it’s body is made of iron. The talons are made of enchanted Titanium, making it extremely dangerous. As Orran travels around town, the hawk watches him from above and it will swoop down to protect him when given the signal. Due to his focus in Palladium enchantment, his skills at enchanting other metals is quite mediocre, but good enough to serve others.
Unlike most of his acquaintances, he never really saw the need to have a full body of metal, thus he settled for having both of his arms enhanced. And unlike most of his Caste, Orran doesn’t charge exorbitant fees for his services, sometimes he’ll even do it for free if the person asking for the enchantment is poor. He enjoys walking around the city, especially around the outer circles, because he finds that most of the people in the ‘Ignorant trades’ have more interesting things to say compared to some of the people within the Magi Caste. However, he doesn’t neglect his duties to serve the royal family, but during his free time, he tends to wonder around town or create more types of AI.
If given the invitation, he's not opposed to going out for a drink with people. Most of the time, these invitations are from those who live in the Outer ring.