Bo Ophelious

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Bo sits somewhere between lovable idiot and total jackass. For a fisherman who spends so much time braving the seas, he cannot take anything seriously for the life of him. Considering his demeanor, it's pretty difficult to find Bo with anything other than a stupid smile smeared across his dumb face. But don't let that fool you, this guy's main prerogative in life is to be in control of everything. That's just the way he likes it. Fortunately for him most things end up going his way. For a loudmouthed ass hat, he's pretty good at baiting others into his pace, whether it's through conversation or some exotic spear-play.

Though Bo doesn't seem to care about anyone other than himself, he's quite kind to people who don't give him any reason not to be. It's a special type of kindness though, wherein he treats everyone like a child and maintains a very subtle aura of command. If somebody has to look out for the 'little people' it's definitely going to be the infamous fish-boy with a heart of copper and a tongue sharp enough to cut through paper. He's always looking out for others before looking out for himself.

What bothers Bo more than anything else is when people act like they're on top of the world. He's terrible at following orders, especially when those orders are stupid. This is pretty hypocritical of him and he knows it, but it doesn't stop the guy from dousing arrogant twats in a swathe of sarcasm and belittlement, all while wearing a smug little grin. On the opposite end of the spectrum, he is terrible at taking compliments, however rarely they might come his way. Rather than pump up his ego even more, getting complimented actually makes him doubt himself and stumble over his own words like there's a wad of cotton lodged in his mouth. The more sincere and personal the compliment, the worse it is. Bo is especially bad at dealing with women who don't hate him. He's no stranger to rejection or negativity - It's almost like he sustains himself on it - but when it comes to flirting, he might as well be an Oyster. Even if that's the case, he's always fantasized about being somebody's prince charming. Of course, he'd never admit it.

Bo has exceptional balance and excels at activities like acrobatics, climbing, handling large weapons, and swimming. With his lithe body frame and ability to handle pressure without much trouble, this fisherman keeps himself in one piece by shifting the tides of life in his favor. While he can't create water on his own, Bo can freely control liquids around himself as long as their volume is roughly 90% H2O or more. This doesn't work on water in the human body, or that of any living thing. Combining his attributes together, Bo's a tricky son of a bitch on his own, even more so if he's anywhere near a lake. Even a shallow puddle would allow him to pull off some nifty shenanigans.

Despite his inherent agility and quick wit, Bo is built like a toothpick and has almost no pain tolerance. He cannot take a hit to save his life and lacks the fortitude to keep moving efficiently if any part of his body is in pain. Although he puts on a brave face, this makes him terrified of little knives and projectiles, considering how quickly they move. The last thing he wants to put up with is a hole in his stomach. If that wasn't terrible enough, Bo does not like blood in the slightest. Even though it's mostly a liquid substance, he can't use his magic to drain corpses like a psychotic vampire, and if he ends up covered in too much of the stuff, he'll start to panic like crazy. He's also too carefree for his own good, but it usually doesn't matter too much.

As a fishermen who practically supports his entire family by capturing uh, fish, Bo was present near Gardenia's annual festival with his cart full of various sea creatures. The people of this royal city couldn't get enough of his pristine product, especially since he brought them into the city live and fresh. Do you know how much a sea-food connoisseur will pay for a mussel if you polish the shell a little and say it's magical? Enough. With his occupation keeping him close to the castle at the time of the princess' unfortunate kidnapping, Bo was one of the first people to respond! He just wasn't... All that effective at doing anything productive to save her.

Gregory Ferolas (But he prefers Greg)

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He is a noble knight who has the job to patrol the south edge of the city. Well... noble would be an overstatement. Greg has often been seen drinking, which made it clear that he's got a problem. He would abuse his job at every turn to drink, but despite it all, he'd strike down evil and injustice if he ran into it. Of course, it didn't seem all that heroic to others if a wild drunk started beating up trouble makers out of no where.

But Greg never cared about his appearance. It was simply his way of life, and he got his job done. For the most part, anyway. He usually comes over as carefree and loud, but he's a good person. He's certainly more jolly when he's drunk, though.

Knight...and Town drunk! Two in one!

Greg is a decent swordsman, despite being drunk all the time. But he's certainly not anything special in that area. However, he is very in tune with the earth, capable of using dirt and stone in combat and to make things out of stone nearby him. He can solidify some stone so strongly that it's as tough as steel, but only specific, smaller things. For example, he would not be able to make a stone wall as tough as steel. Being drunk also has it's benifits, making him more nimble at times to avoid attacks. His body is quite durable.

He's got a heavy alcohol addiction, which can lead to violent screaming if he doesn't have his fill. He also likes to drink during combat sometimes, which lowers his accuracy. He's not very quick, either. His poor reputation as a drunkard doesn't quite help matters, despite all his good deeds.

Greg, known to some as the Drunken Knight was fast asleep inside a barrel at the festival. He himself doesn't even remember how he got in there, and had been informed of the incident long after it was over. One thing was for sure...he drank one too many.

Sericea Primrose

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Female

Cleric

Sericea is a woman that is the picturesque definition of a young cleric with bright expressions and even brighter pink hair. She stands at 5’3” or so, which is about the average height of people from her hometown of Primrose, a large town in the province of Gardenia. She has light skin and blue-green eyes accompanied by the vestments and fashion of her faith. Sericea gives off a cheery disposition and she often finds her presence alone brings jollity to those around her.

Despite her “cheery” appearance, Sericea is most certainly not the person people instantly presume her to be. The real Sericea is a conceited, sardonic, self-absorbed, smug, and sadistic woman who is pretty much the direct opposite of a quintessential cleric. Sericea hates people, especially when she sees actions she would deem as “idiotic” and “foolish”. She’s refused to heal people for failing to listen to her suggestions in the midst of a battle, charging in without a plan, and suffering from bad positioning when it came to a rogue wizard’s fire seal. Worst of all, she likes seeing people in pain so much that she relishes in their own misery to the point her expression turns gloomy with a twisted smile that is more befit of a necromancer or brewer of poisons than it would a cleric of the divine faith. She’s even on occasion caused someone pain personally before healing them.

A cleric of the divine faith is like the ancestral wizards that bore white, drawing energy from the holy magicks to protect and condemn others. Sericea is one of the finest clerics in all of Gardenia, though her abilities are often put into check by her particular personality. Other clerics have noted of her aptitude for healing energies of noteworthy praise and most presume she is a capable healer, or at least they do such before needing to rely on her in a fight.

Sericea is partial to being a problematic, sadistic, and bitter person; sometimes to the point of irrationality. She has no patience for people who do things “wrong” or those she believes inept in terms of intelligence or wisdom. Those who see this side of Sericea are likely to not appreciate her. Additionally, sometimes when pushed over the edge, Sericea relishes in the carnage and suffering of others so much that a gloomy, twisted smile and look appears on her face. Not really the expression you want to see from your cleric when you are bleeding out from a monster's axe.

Sericea had the unfortunate responsibility of looking after people after the attack happened. As one of the few skilled cleric-adventurers that were traveling through she eventually found herself at the cathedral using her mana reserves to heal hapless idiots who had been ambushed by bandits. Not exactly what she wanted to do when she arrived in the royal capital, that much was for sure.