Character Sheet

Name: Korrigan 'Korrey' Umbraisis

Species: Was Human, but is now a magically animated Zombie

Age: technically he's 5, but going of his actual date of birth, around 32 since he died at 27.

Gender: Male

Personality: Korrey is, in general, an excitable puppy dog of a man. He trusts and loves easily and with little restraint, a trait that can only end horribly one of these days when he places this trust in the wrong person. A thrill seeker of possibly suicidal proportions, Korrey has about as much self preservation as a living bomb, and when given the chance, is likely to cause as much collateral damage as one. His one and only real requirement in anything he does is that it must be somewhat stimulating, and that can range from magical researching to dungeon crawling to fighting areas chock full of magical monstrosities just for the fun of it. While at heart a noble soul who loves to help people, Korrey has the attention span of a child and a level of self-centered thinking to match. If it doesn't stimulate him, then unless the situation is truly dire, it'll be hard for him to offer much investment or effort to the thing that needs doing, unless someone puts a mighty tantalizing carrot on the end of that particular stick.

Appearance: When one first meets Korrey, they are likely to notice 3 things right of the bat about his appearance, the most prominent of which is that he's practically a giant of sorts, standing at around 6'6 though with a more lean, wiry frame then that height would suggest. In fact, without clothing, he'd look completely malnourished from the thinness of his body alone, but along with this unfortunate looking figure is an equally unfortunate skin coloration of a sickly pale white which is occasionally broken up by some glowing red veins. The final thing one would notice about him is that his eyes and hair both retain the coloration of deep scarlet red and deep black, making for quite a haunting sight for most.

In further detail, one could see that his face seems like it could've been fairly attractive at one point or another in a roguish pretty boy sort of way, but whatever process his world's God uses to make his Reborn tends to leave them looking the worse for wear. His hair is short, cut in such a choppy fashion that it's easy to see that he's been doing it himself and doing it badly. Very badly. As for clothing, Korry goes for a light set up of a loose fitting raggedy tunic, some leather breeches, and a large hooded cloak that he can hide his huge pole-like form rather effectively, helping him to stand out a bit less in a crowd.

Powers: Korrey's magic is a rather unstable form of Sorcery that mainly focuses around the powers of dimensional entropy, but also in a bit of atomic restructuring and manipulation. Due to the lack of magical energies in this plane, however, Korrey's ability to use his magic is much less expansive due to the fact that dimensional strength of this plane is, as a result, much weaker and more fragile in comparison. As such, what he can safely do without causing dangerous ruptures in space time is very minimal until he can figure out a way to attune his magical energies to this world.

Due to this weakening of his abilities, Korrey has access to only three 'combat spells' at the moment, of which one is considered a forbidden spell that he has never used and isn't likely to use unless the stakes are extremely high.

The first is known as Entropic Touch, which makes it so that his body becomes a conduit for highly unstable magical frequencies, and contact by any matter that hasn't been properly enchanted or reinforced against it will undergo a sudden structural degradation. What this means in layman's terms is that this spell allows him to weaken the physical resistances and strength of whatever he touches as long as it's made of matter. As a result of this, they become more vulnerable to physical forms of damage, such as punches, kicks, bullets, etc. It also causes a bit of cellular breakdown in biological organisms, leading to a rather nasty bit necrosis in the afflicted area.

His other Spell is Atomic Reinforcement, in which he calls upon his magical energies to fill in and solidify the spaces within a preppared vessel's atomic structure and solidify, thus increasing the density of said vessel by a good amount. This is most often used on Korrey's arms in order to give his wild punches a much stronger impact, enabling him to crush something a steel beam within two punches with only a mild effort. This magic has the nasty side-efffect of causing the vessel to rapidly deteriorate once the spell ends, as the strain upon the vessel's atomic structure proves too much for the atomic bonds to withstand. This is even more apparent when used on a biological vessel, as the target starts to degrade before the spell even ends, with an average up time of around 2-5 minutes before his arms literally come apart at the seams, depending on how much punching he's doing.

His final spell isn't one granted to him by his magical skill set, but which is given to all Reborn upon their awakening. It's known simply as 'Devour', and requires two things to happen before it can be used. First, Korrey needs to maintain contact with the subject throughout it's uptime, and Second, the target must submit to him. Now submit can mean a variety of things, but in general, it means that the target in question must be capable of surrendering themselves, willingly or unwillingly, to Korrey, either through defeat or being overpowered, or whatever else the case maybe. If these two requirements have been met, then the spell can be activated, allowing Korrey to heal and improve his desiccated body back to what it was like when he was living for a limited time, in exchange for devouring the target's continued existence and future. What this means is that, from that point onward, the target is erased from reality. However, Korrey isn't likely to use this outside of certain story beats due to the fact that it's tied to his ultimate purpose and would mostly be used much, much later in the story.

Korrey's final major power is his status as a Reborn means that he's basically immortal, or at the very least mostly unkillable. The way this works is that Korrey's soul is held within a small crystal situated somewhere around his neck/sternum area, and this gem is also what animates his entire body. Without it, the physical body would simply be an unliving corpse. With the crystal, Korrey becomes a rather horrifying juggernaut of sorts, as he feels neither hunger, nor pain, nor much of anything in regards to his body. As such, he tends to throw himself into danger without care, due to the fact that his body can be reconstituted at the end of every day by taking in energy from it's surrounding or the nearest .
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Name: Rebecca Chertal.

Species: Human.

Age: 100, but due to a youth serum looks about 23.

Gender: Female.

Personality: Rebecca is cautious about forming bonds with people. She’s friendly, but there’s a wariness to her eyes that shows she’s had her trust abused before. Rebecca is honest about things and likes to get to the point, as dancing around a subject can end poorly. Rebecca is rather inquisitive and doesn’t like secrets being kept from her, which can cause strain on others when she does her own investigation into things rather than just accepting them at face value.

Appearance: Rebecca stands at about 5’ 7”. Slightly tall for women, but not excessive. Rebecca’s hair is black in color and is about shoulder length. It’s kept straight and out of her face, but is otherwise not really taken care of aside from trimming and washing. Rebecca’s face is rather attractive with refined feminine features and a lack of scars. Rebecca doesn’t wear makeup, too much time to apply it. Rebecca’s body is well toned with muscle from her work, but thanks to the trickery that a shady doctor pulled she’s far more attractive than she remembers. Not that Rebecca is complaining. Rebecca’s bust is large, prominent and attention grabbing while her hips and thighs are fairly thick, giving her a well defined hourglass that, in hindsight, Rebecca likes to exploit. After all, sex appeal is one of the most powerful forces in the universe.

Rebecca’s outfit amps this up some since she wears a pair 3” high heel knee length black leather punk boots which are capped with silver skulls. This brings her total height up to 6’, putting Rebecca on eye level with most men. Rebecca also wears a pair of black leather motorcycle pants. These pants cling tightly to Rebecca and define her lower body well. They also have the added benefit of having protective ribbing along the thighs, calves, and knees. Rebecca also wears a black cropped tank top that clings to her body and ends just below the top of her navel. Over this, Rebecca wears a black leather biker jacket that is left open. Between her tank top and biker jacket Rebecca wears a double shoulder holster set, complete with two revolvers. Rebecca also wears a pair of fingerless black leather gloves with tipped metal studs over the knuckles. They’re not sharp on their own, but a good punch would probably dig out skin. On each wrist is a silver wristband that serves as a compression chamber for ammunition, holding thousands of rounds each and ensuring that Rebecca will always have plenty of ammunition to reload with. As a bonus, the bracelets are made from a magnesium and silicon carbide alloy that allows them to be extremely tough while weighing almost nothing.

Powers: No physical powers, at least, not without her gear. If she could get her microdrive belt repaired Rebecca could blink short distances with a small cooldown between each blink. Unfortunately, her dimension hopping gear is burned out beyond repair and she’s stuck there unless she gets new versions or finds some alternate method to hop between dimensions.

It’s not really a “power” per say, but Rebecca does have a pair of Remington model 1875 revolvers that are chambered for .45 Colt. They’re not original production revolvers, but are modern built replicas. This allows them to enjoy modern alloys which render the guns stronger and easier to maintain while also giving the added benefit of allowing them to have double/single action triggers instead of just single action, which would render it impossible to fire the guns akimbo due to the hammer needing to be cocked manually for each shot.

Strengths: Two revolvers. A lot of combat experience.

Weaknesses: Fear of old age. Fear of loss of physical capability. Fear of betrayal. Loyalty and trust issues.

Background: In another universe Rebecca was one of the finest bounty hunters that her corner of the galaxy knew. Hired on as a permanent member of the local sector security force Rebecca was given a badge and a blank check to make the best use of her natural talent. Rebecca coasted on that for a few years until she was twenty five, but after a few missions went bad due to her raw talent no longer holding up to the tougher targets she was sent after Rebecca was put through the standard and advanced training courses that the local security force had developed. Her body lost a lot of the curvature it once had. This was replaced by a very athletic frame that performed much better than Rebecca’s previously more beauty oriented body. With her physical performance nearing a peak Rebecca reentered the fray and brought in bounty after bounty. Her skills with her revolvers were unmatched by the crime lords she took down or brought in, and only one thing kept Rebecca on the sidelines: Time.

By 35, Rebecca was starting to feel the toll that a hyper-athletic body and lifestyle could take. Her joints ached from the constant exercise and combat, while her wrists were sore from the constant akimbo nature of her revolvers. For all the natural talent Rebecca had, it was still best to hold a gun with two hands to better manage the kick. Rebecca was pulled from active missions and was assigned to internal jobs and training. For lack of a better term, Rebecca was now a desk clerk. Rebecca hated pushing papers and reading trainee files, though actually training people wasn’t half bad. Unfortunately, by fifty, Rebecca was spent. Her back and joints had developed problems that required powerful medication to be taken daily, and her vision was starting to wear down, which mandated glasses. Rebecca hated her day to day now, as everyone was reluctant to assign her to anything for fear of losing her strategic skill. One day, Rebecca caught a break, though it wasn’t quite the break she was asking for.

During a session of training, one of her students, a young and naturally skilled man that reminded Rebecca of her own start, was doing some training with rubberized rounds. Non lethal, but not free from danger. Rebecca’s bulletproof vest caught on the sharp corner of the simulated scrap metal cover and snapped open, the trainee didn’t notice this and planted three rubber 5.56 mm rounds into Rebecca’s stomach. The pain was immense, and the only thing that Rebecca remembered was the cry for a medic before she passed out. Rebecca awoke a week later floating in a nanite tank, which brought interesting news.

The nanomachines that had been used to repair her shattered intestines had also gone to work repairing the damage that time had done to the rest of her body. Rebecca, for all intents and purposes, was back to being 25. This was amazing to Rebecca, but it also served as the start of her ending. The trainee that she had been dueling with was an agent planted by some of the more corrupt higher members of the security force. Rebecca was young again, but only as long as the nanomachines remained in her body. Rebecca was thrown back into the field, her years of experience in a body of a fresh recruit was a deadly combination that made her one of their most successful agents.

However, Rebecca didn’t drop her previous job and instead shifted to managing internal affairs. This was the match that lit the fuse. Rebecca began to notice trends within the security forces that grew more and more disturbing. Criminals that were brought in alive mysteriously died, and high ranking crime lords kept finding ways to escape from their top tier cells. Something was up, and Rebecca wanted to know. The corrupt members of the security force couldn’t have that, and so they decided to further distance Rebecca from internal affairs by providing her with trans-dimensional work. This kept Rebecca from snooping for a while, but it was far too soon for their liking that Rebecca resumed her investigations onto the suspicious activities that were plaguing the department. Enough was enough. With a remote signal, they deactivated the nanomachines that were keeping Rebecca young and alive.

The next few days were a rush. Rebecca had to find something to fix her problem, but most of her contacts were being burned left and right. Dipping into the black market that she used to terrorize, Rebecca found a doctor with a rare youth serum. Unloading what remained of her bank account, Rebecca underwent treatment. The doctor, however, did not intend on being honest. Rebecca was made young again, but she also found that her previously hyper-athletic body was replaced by one that was both extraordinarily attractive and hyper feminine. Not the best for a soldier without a home. Rebecca’s hands were strapped to the table while the doctor explained that he was going to brainwash her into a personal servant, and approached with a helmet in hand, ready to rewrite her mind to serve his beck and call. Thankfully the doctor was not dealing with the best of materials, and Rebecca was able to slip her hand out from one of the cuffs. As Rebecca broke his nose, her body still seemed to harbor its previous physical power well enough. Perhaps a slight decrease due to the missing muscle mass, but everything felt fairly good. Gathering her gear up and trading a medical gown for the only clothing she could find, Rebecca noticed that something was off. Her dimensional jump gear was charging, which was only a function that it did when it was preparing to jump. Someone had been messing with it. Rebecca tried to get the warp pack off, but the locks had been smeared with a contact glue. A cheap trick, but effective if someone wasn’t expecting it.

Rebecca was thrown through the warpspace violently. When she left, she slammed into the ground deep inside a forest. It was dark, and Rebecca could barely see. Parts of her gear sparked from the harsh landing, and her tracking and warp equipment smoked from the meddling that had been done to it. Standing up, Rebecca looked about to try and get her bearings. Spotting lights in the distance, Rebecca began to hike and soon found herself at a lodge buried deep in the woods.

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