Gifts ••
Partial Change •
Two World Eyes •
Rituals ••
Rite of Dedication •
Howl of Ownership •
Tremulous Howl •
Rite of Spirit Brand •
Hallow Touchstone ••
“Time to shine a light on this darkness. With any hope, I can finally find the demons hiding. The demon known as deception and lies…..which apparently have masked this world of mine for a long time…” —Marcus
Age: 28
Birthplace: Lancing Michigan, October 24th 1983
Blood Type: O Negative
Employment: Self Employed: Manager of Black Totem Occult Shop
Past Information: United States Army Discharged
Specialties: Occult, Investigation Survival
Shortly after turning 20, Marcus joined the US Army and was deployed overseas for a time. HE was discharged several years after. He had experienced fearsome nightmares and illusions. Starting off small and inconsequential, then growing to the point of near insanity. Back home, Marcus live on the streets for awhile, finding refuge and food whenever possible. But his hauntings rarely ceased. He began to take a interest in occult, once he came to grips with his dreams. Independently engaging in research and chasing leads whenever he could. With any hope, perhaps Marcus could find a reason for why his dreams were so….real….so vivid, so out there. After some time chasing ghosts and bigfoot, Marcus developed a close friendship with Jordan Maxwell, a respectable Owner of a business called Black Totem. It would give Marcus the job he needed after being unemployed for so long, and it would also get him closer to the truth. Everything seemed to go well for Marcus. But on the night of November 24th, 2011
tHe aWaKeNiNg hApPeNeD
“….Ethereal presence….roams the crumble streets, a distinct smell of burnt asphalt, blood and tears….regardless of the outcome, it ends the exact same way….but now the dream has melded into reality….something has changed….everyone around me is covered in a blood red haze….the presence in front of me invokes me to follow, but all I fEeL iS uNdEnIaBlE RaGe enveloping my God forsaken soul….senses dwindling….then the earth around me swallows me whole, with the lidless sky and crescent moon devouring my soul….I swear to God I’ll leave nothing standing….”