Gretchen Vradiskii Ufain
Centre-ville, ville du Capitole
Son esprit de combat initial dégonflé par la joie que la sorcière semblait être, Gretchen soupira.
"L'école moyenne, petite dame, j'ai un nom que vous connaissez." Elle a sorti une bande de talismans de papier empilés ensemble, essayant de voir si elle avait apporté assez. "Nom de Gretchen Vradiskii Ufain. Donc le coupable est ce nuage odieux au milieu du centre-ville, hein? Je m'en occupe, tu peux partir maintenant. Et je ne suis pas un lycéen! Je suis déjà assez vieux pour boire!"
Elle savait que c'était un geste futile de même dire que, vu que la sorcière n'avait pas l'intention de la laisser seule de sitôt, mais au moins elle pouvait dire qu'elle a essayé. Un événement aussi important ne passerait pas inaperçu; elle ne serait pas surprise si certaines de ces vieilles organisations ennuyeuses sortaient soudainement de l'obscurité pour combattre ces démons et les aider à les sceller. Il semblait bien avoir dessiné une sorcière et une jeune fille du sanctuaire.
Visant avec soin, elle jeta deux talismans en papier dans le brouillard, sans que rien ne se produise pendant quelques secondes avant que la barrière ne s'active, dégageant un autre tronçon de la route alors qu'elle s'enfonçait dans le centre-ville. Peu importe si elle devait purifier tous les quartiers de la ville, elle irait là-haut et frapperait celui qui faisait ce bordel.
Name: Gretchen Vradiskii Ufain
Age: 19
Class: In between
Race: Human
Appearance:

Personality: Easy going, lazy and spaced out most of the time, most would describe her as an airy girl, nice but a bit empty in the attic. Those are the people that have not seen her during the admittedly rare times she actually have to work as an exterminator/exorcist, where her ruthlessness can only be matched by the god her family enshrined and worshiped.
Biography: She lived, in an old seemingly destitute shrine, one that seemed to have stood there since time immemorial. It stood out against the drab cityscape, hemmed in by tall building. Oddly, it seemed to give out the air of standing defiantly against all change, instead of being dwarfed and overshadowed by the large buildings surrounding it.
Gretchen lived there for as long as she knew, where her mother worked odd jobs to keep them afloat, as the shrine's location sequestered in the backalleys of the city did not really attract much worshippers, or donations. Not to mention those who thought of them as hacks, liars, and swindlers.
Regardless, she learned of all her family's secrets, their legends and their techniques, of which she put to use in the very rare times someone needed a ghost exorcised, or a demon exterminated. Most of the time however, she was working part time jobs to make ends meet. Until all hell broke loose that was.
Notable Skills: Talisman making, consecrating items, constructions of barriers, Ie. basically everything a shrine maiden/ommyouji should know.
Equipment: Japanese sword, in lacquered wood mountings, that denies the unnatural and accepts the natural, a shitton of paper talismans, a shitton of paper to make paper talismans, consecrated extermination throwing needles, an old 9mm pistol for self defense against mundane things like thugs.