Name: Tabitha Valfort "Jackal"
Age: 29
Physical Description:


Important items:

• Memento:A bone carving with an intricate design and the motto "Per Aspera ad Astra" a saying in a ancient Earth language. A memento of her father.
• Persephone Chassis: A near full-conversion cyborg body, it is designed with versatility and interfacing in mind, as as such it lacks the plating heavier models have. It also allows short-term exposure to vacuum without major issues.
• Argonaut Navigation Interface: An inbuilt cranial interface that allows Jackal to display the smart information of her ship's systems, thus allowing a significant reduction in reaction times.
• Omni-tool: Miniature Computer that allows for communication, calculation, augmented reality navigation and small-scale hacking.
• Galactic Credits: Some credits, mostly for small change operations
• Railgun Rifle: A weapon that operates on a similar, but more powerful principle than coil weapons. This weapon has a recoil so powerful that it requires cyborg limbs to be operated safely (normal arms would shatter upon firing), but it packs quite the punch.
• Nanite Toolbag: A multi-purpose bag for performing small-scale repairs.

Short Bio: Tabitha was born in the Taurus-445 system, one of the fringe worlds that the Ascendancy of Man possesed prior to the war. A system characterized by a single rocky, desertic but inhabited planet, surrounded by vast gas giants and Asteroid fields, the tricky gravity of the system and large amount of planetoids made both space mining a very profitable, but dangerous business. The remoteness of the system and treacherous navigation through the debris made the system fairly isolated, and not all of the Ascendancy policies and fancies got through.

Cheap metal and a large number of accidents made that the population of Taurus-445 had a rather staggering rate of injuries that had required cybernetic implants, and biotechnology was almost unheard of. Tabitha grew up with people looking half-vending machine, half penal colony reject, although the scarce resources of the system made them develop a strong sense of community and unity. From a young age, Tabitha had always a magical touch when it came to precision machinery, and indeed, at age 17 she was chosen to be one of the Vultures, half miners, half mad pilots that bore in the asteroids fields in search of minerals. She did acceptably well, only losing the occasional body part and limb.

War then happened, and the entire system was drafted. Due to their backwater and unimportant location, mixed with their good skills at navigation through complicated space areas, most of Taurus-445 recruits, including the Vultures, were given the frontline transport and offensive jobs. The Ascendancy bled them to keep pressing on the Rau've. One day, Tabitha realized that she was the most senior combatant among her diminished troop, and the thought filled her with dread.

Proxima was the next battle. Tabitha was thrown in the meat grinder, and not expected to survive, only a strategy to buy time so those of core worlds would survive. Against all expectations, the pilot skillfully kept fighting to the last sputter of her ship's thrusters, being a tenacious little fly in the oinment for the Rau've crushing victory. When she looked back, though, less than one tenth of her comrades made it out alive. Her body was mangled beyond repair, requiring more cybernetic fixes to even stay alive, which earned the pity and disgust of her superiors. She was discharged honourably due to wounds (being little more than a torso and one arm with wounds and wires dangling), forever designing her a cripple, and sent her merry way back to the depopulated Taurus-445.

She decided she had enough, and she established herself as space pirate, making her base of operations in the crevices of said system.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Navigation x 3
Exceptional Engineering (to repair the wrecks her piloting does to his ship as well as some parts of her own body)
Exceptional Agility (cyborg body)
Exceptional Endurance(cyborg body)
Exceptional Strength(cyborg body)
Exceptional Aim(cyborg body)

Name: Jacqueline "Jackal" Alventine, Rear Admiral of the 3rd Fleet.
Age: 27
Physical Description:


Important items:

• Deck of Cards: She is always up for a Poker game.
• Silver Cigarette Case: Cancer tubes in a sweet packaging. Excellent.
• Coil Gun: To discipline troops and swat gnats.
• Omnitool: Miniature Computer that allows for communication, calculation, augmented reality navigation and small-scale hacking. Jackal uses it to watch boxing fights.
• Nano-toolbox: A quick box filled with multipurpose nanites, useful for fixing stuff. She only ever uses it when she can't be bothered to find someone to fix her stuff.

Short Bio: Jacqueline, known as Jackie for her closest friends, was born as the daughter of a wealthy family of plutocrats in Earth. Having no small shortage of wealth and fortune on her household, she grew to be hedonistic, spoiled and debased, blatantly leeching her family's resources for her own amusement. Orgies, expensive bets, illegal races through Earth's hive metropolis, illegal alien drug consumption, you name it, and Jacqueline probably has done it in the past.

One would expect of such a person to quickly drop out of all educational pursuits, but Jacqueline knew that happy parents were parents that turned a blind eye to her debauchery, so she applied just enough of her talent (she was a fan of the law of minimal effort, after all). She prodded through this unstable equilibrium until one night, one too many drinks, made her make the outrageous bet she would zoom through the military officer academy.

After the fallout of such claim (and the hangover) happened, Jacqueline pondered that being caught in military service was alright. Being a large, huge monstrosity she could always find a cosy spot to laze around and let her subordinates do the work. And then the war happened. Of course, this wasn't to the liking of Jacqueline, but it got her gears shifting. If she did it well enough in the war she could shoot herself in the foot or something, claim war wound and retire as a heroine with a fat pension. But they had to win though. So she... applied herself to her tasks.

Things were going well, but then the tides turned against her. Her objectives was no longer doing something and milking it for her entire life, but now even her debased sweet lifestyle was endangered. Her surge in competence made her climb ranks, and make her efforts more visible (and the inability to hide her slacking with it), but she saw it as a lesser evil. If everyone else was gone and impoverished, where would she get her alcohol and gambling from? And then her superior Admiral stubbornly repeated the mantra of the battle of Proxima. Hell, even she could see the trap it was. Only Alexander Kherol did seem to notice it. She wished she was under his command, instead. The fighting that happened could have been avoided.

But she was chucked in the trap, alongside her men. She couldn't even turn tail and run, the idiot Admiral of hers spouting Ascendancy propaganda, until a bad case of debris in the brain shut him up. That left her with one problem. She was the surviving highest rank. Jacqueline cursed under breath and decided for the first time, she would apply herself like there was no tomorrow. Captain Jacqueline was responsible for evacuating half of the survivors from the hole they had dug themselves in. Incidentally, she was promoted on virtue of being one of the highest ranking officers left standing after the fiasco.

But that mean that Admiral Kherol now could look at her closely and no more slacking opportunities. She wished she had become a lazy corporate cat instead.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Navigation
Exceptional Engineering
Exceptional Gunslinging
Exceptional Swordsmanship
Exceptional Running Away Agility
Exceptional Bullshitting Diplomacy
Exceptional Tactics
Exceptional Intelligence

Name:

Herzogin(Duchess) Helga von Schwazerosen (Try saying that in one go)

Age:

18

Grade:

3rd year St Laurel's

Biography:

Helga is the distinguished heir of a powerful foreign duchy house. In order to round up her education, she was sent to educate herself among the commoner elite so she could learn about the vassals she would rule later in life. Nevertheless, as elite as St Laurel's is, Helga is not entirely happy about how haggard some of them are. The self perceived feud with the Valois-de-Saint-Remy, another noble family of a neighbouring country, does not help in that regard.

Powers:

• Witch of the Woods: The Duchy of Schwarzerosen has lush forests, filled with the brim with wild and strange fantastic creatures. As such, a covenant from ancient times makes the family be apt to use nature-based magic with great ease, but as a compensations, they are often force to do things beneath their station and decorum such as dancing naked, crawling through the mud or hugging trees. This is one of the biggest secrets of the Schwarzerosen family.
• 1st Power-Od Control:Sorcery is the use of one's own internal magical energy (od, another word for this kind of energy is Ki), to perform some pretty basic spells. Helga's ability to heal with Od is boosted by her affinity by nature, and is good healer. Her offensive applications (such as launching blasts) and defensive (reinforcement) are lacking, however. Od is also employed in a mage's favorite trick: Flight.
• 2nd-Power-Nature's Wrath: Helga's magic grants her control over plant life mainly, and she can make it grow and move to her will. She is adept at using thorns and roses, befitting her family theme. She can also coax small animals, but usually only butterflies or other harmless critters can heed her call much to her frustration.
• 3rd-Power-Ritual Magic: Ritual magic refers to the complex rituals and scriptures a mage has to use in order to manifest powers that otherwise their Od would not be able to. These usually involve painstakingly intricate circles, chants, and exotic components. Sure, Mages can rain blizzards and fireballs on top of people's enemies with the right catalysts, but such a bizarre display would flush out months of work and years of savings in pretty fireworks. For example, a fireball would require a desiccated salamander ritually sacrificed under a new moon and smoked in a 100 year old tree's wood, and making a Wall of Ice would require to carve a single block of pure ice made from a pristine spring, and then melt it with purifying salt. Helga's talent when it comes to creating purifying talismans or enchantments destined to heal or be otherwise employed in nature is second to none.

Relationships:

TBA

She owns a small wolf pup called Schwarzerwolf. Incapable of serious harm but somehow Helga is convince of it being her main familiar.

Albus Blackgate
19
College Student

Albus always yearned to follow his family's craft and honor in the task of defending humanity against the last dregs of demonkind, much like his rather famous uncle and father. To his dismay, his gift was magic instead of swordsmanship, but that did not deter him in the slightlest. He took the sword earnestly, and trained his body as well as his mind to handle the rigorous trials of combat while being reinforced with magic.

His uncle's prolonged absence has made Albus worried about his Rhean relatives, and was entrusted to take care of his family until his uncle's return from hell-knows-where.

• Core Power: Grand Sorcerer Bestowed the spark of magic by a divine influence, Albus boasts a great affinity for the practice. The blessing also gives him a profound and fast adaptation, and he can learn spells and magical-like abilities by just being the target of them and being conscious.
• 1st Power-Sorcery (Od): Sorcery is the use of one's own internal magical energy (od, another word for this kind of energy is Ki), to perform some pretty basic spells. Albus is adept at using the od to launch small blasts of energy, that hurt as much as a punch, and reinforce his physical aptitude to super human levels. Od is also employed in a mage's favorite trick: Flight. Useful for getting away and launching overhead attacks.
• 2nd-Power- Restoration: Being from a family of Demon Hunters, Albus magic is heavily focused to be magically powered healer amidst the battlefield, and his repertory ranges from high-ranking healing spells to wards and curse-nullifing. He can even project passive areas of healing to the allies in his surroundings.
• 3rd Power- Ritual Magic: Ritual magic refers to the complex rituals and scriptures a mage has to use in order to manifest powers that otherwise their Od would not be able to. These usually involve painstakingly intricate circles, chants, and exotic components. Sure, Mages can rain blizzards and fireballs on top of people's enemies with the right catalysts, but such a bizarre display would flush out months of work and years of savings in pretty fireworks. Albus excels in rituals that pertain towards enchanting craft and protection.

Meredith: I haven't seen her in a while, but she used to be a sweet girl... despite her mother.

Name: Magical Girl Shoggy Nebula
Age (Magical Girl): 11

Age (Before Magical Girl): Geological

Gender: Female

Gender (Before Magical Girl): Asexual eldritch ooze.

Body type: Overdeveloped. She's quite thicc, specially in the rear. (Must be the extra appendages)

Appearance:




Specialization: Nebula Magic (Light and Darkness): Befitting the eldritch nature of Shoggy, she chose to pick a rather... unique combination. In addition to being attuned to darkness and ominousness, she chose a second inspiration in the light of the stars, creating what she calls Nebula Magic... In actually it's just cheaps combos of both kinds of attacks, but the magical stars she can shot are rather flashy, and the dark neon glowing shadow like things too. She can also do the shadow jump thing and purification too! Except nobody wants her purification hug...

Weapon: The Tesseract Bone (Mystic). A magical orb made from the remains of an horror, purified and scribbled with awful mind-bending and probably non euclidean signs. She carries it embedded in her chest. She would show it to people, but the sanity rolls are the sanity rolls. It also can give good massages on Puchuu's backs.

Power:

1-Tentacles: They're actually tentacles. Gross, slimy, and with bodyparts than normally don't belong. Shoggy is fairly shortsighted, so these tentacles don't offer additional sensorial input. They're structurally weak and easy to break, but Shoggy can deploy a ton of them. They're also sturdy to make Shoggy emulate her newest hero, Spiderdude.

2- Regeneration: Fearing to lose what was one of the biggest perks of being an all-eating eldritch slime, Shoggy employed a gold coin upon contracting to not lose this power. Suffice to say this also makes the annoyance of human forms being easily killed when decapitated not that bad. Sometimes she regenerates her limbs upside down or her face in the wrong position of her body, but it can't be helped, humans do have a lot of funny appendices.

Perks:

• Monstrous Metamorphosis: A remnant of what she used to be, and what she will revert into if the pressure is enough. That also makes her mind numbingly stupid, like the bottom feeder she used to be. Still a half decent scare, and her regeneration and tentacles give her more options than a stupid blob of slime could have on its own.
• Sorcery: The eldritch and the arcane is the only subject Shoggy can boast a decent academic knowledge of it. She laps up eldritch lore and horror-focused magic like a child does an ice cream, bypassing the sanity eroding after effects of trying to summon other unwholesome beings. She thinks it's an awesome party trick, but her patron discouraged to use it for that regard. It does help banishing other horrors and mucking their plans up, however.
• Enhanced Sustenance: Her alimentation habits and hardiness to survive in oxygen starved environments has not changed since she gained her human form. She does not need to eat very much, and even scraps of enough quality are sufficient food. She finds Marmite a delicacy and likes to spread it on everything.
• Environmental Sealing: Likewise, extreme thermal environments barely tickle her. Magic is still big ouchie, tho.
• Absolute direction: She knows how to navigate through non-euclidean space. Can you?
• Flexibility: She still can warp and jiggle her body in impossible ways, as a side effect of being a monster girl. Don't play Twister with her...no matter how much she insists... Just don't.

Patron: Umukamui. - She left him for an horror with great bulbous appendages and an opalescent shine of the operculums, but said horror was a jerk who wanted her to spawn a thousand young off her and then eat her. Better the evil you know. Umukamui for his part... is welcome to see an old face, even if it's an old shame.

Patron Benefits: (The benefits for Shoggy are slightly different than Sakura, due to different circumstances of the pact)

• Chatterbox: Umukamui loves to brag about his past glory. If you're smart enough, you can glean a sizable amount of info from his ramblings
• Well Connected: Umu has practically dealt with any kind of faction of the magical world, and has always at least one person that is willing to lend an ear to him. However, that doesn't mean he can sway entire factions, just that they won't rudely slam the door on him, so to speak.
• Supplier: If it's for the mission and the objectives, you want something, Umu can get it.
• Magical Overload: It requires an absurd amount of magical power to turn an eldritch ooze into a girl. Results...are mixed.

Patron Drawbacks:

• Monstrous Form: Duh.
• Expendable: Umukamui is a callous jerk that does not hesitate to sacrifice his agents for the mission. It's a good thing Shoggy is not that easy to kill.
• Big Brother: He is also a control freak, and he will always pop at the most inoportune moments to make observations about things he does not like.

Monster Girl Mutations:

• Amorphous body: While she has attained humanoid appearance, her inside is still little more than ooze and tentacles, thus making her able to contort and stretch herself in ways reminiscent of chewing gum. Her monster form is even more malleable, often creating and destroying eyes and other body parts in flux.
• Chaos Engine: Alienation is good for the mind and makes you face new problems and grow in wisdom! She became a girl and that made her more savvy! Other people should be rattled out of their comfort zones! Plus it's sooo fun!
• Second Specialization: When she received so much power from Umukamui to turn the eldritch into the mundane, the power of Light was lit inside her. Even Umukamui doesn't know how in the hell that kind of freak event happened, but it's kinda cool.
• Broken Reincarnation: However as a side effect of turning a nearly immortal being in a magical girl, something broke in the process or was flat out hampered by the nonhuman origin. Shoggy can only regenerate when killed at 1/10 the pace of any other magical girl, and always reverts to a tiny, mindless slug-like eldritch monster, who has to ingest matter and creatures until it grows of sufficient size to regain her sentience.

Fighting Style: Chaotic. Even Shoggy herself doesn't anticipate what her next move will be. She is a scrapper, and tries to probe her adversary for weakness, and then applying her combination of odd powers to bring them down, whether she uses darkness, light or tentacles.

Stats (Human Disguise):
STR:4
AGI:4
VIT:4
MAG:4
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed):
STR:7
AGI:7
VIT:9
MAG:11
LCK:4

Stats (Eldritch Ooze):
STR:9
AGI:9
VIT:11
MAG:11
LCK:4

Personality: Shoggy is a plucky, fairly spirited individual who is always in amazement at the variety of things that surround her. She finds humans fascinating, and likes to befriend them. Too bad that the nuances of social animals like humans are lost on her most of the time. Direct eye contact, invading people's personal spaces, table manners...etc. She is a fairly loyal being to whoever commands her, but she can't resist showing the enlightments of being alienated and throwing people out of their comfort zones. Shoggy also has abandonment issues and feels like she has to make herself needed by the people she is surrounded around.

History: Shoggy was once a lost, little waste feeder servitor of unknown beings who served unspeakable horrors once upon a time. Being forgotted amidst an ominous ruin, the tiny slime with eyes and mouths suffered from isolation, and tried with its tiny brain to understand why. Why was it there. Who had created it. And where were the others.

Until it met a not-it. Something different. A fluffy creature. Who was seeking magical contractees on this planet, and had so far met none. It seemed to be ... probing its environment, unsure of what to do. Until it resolved to practice the contract with the tiny ooze in front of it. It would not really work, and it was good practice.

Except it did work. The Puchuu was not sure of how did it happen, but nevertheless recovered swiftly and took the newly created Shoggy into his ranks. He had been hardpressed due to an emergency and there was no time to waste. Shoggy was ecstasic. Having skin, eyes, and being able to walk on those appendages named feet! It was a vast new world of colors and sensations, and not that humid, forgotten ruin, where only aeons happened.

Shoggy would go on many adventures with Umukamui as her supervisor, but the cracks soon grew wide. Umukamui was able to contract more "Normal" individuals, and poor Shoggy felt...neglect. Eventually, other kinds of calls beckoned to her. Closer to her kind. Horrors. They desired her, who was pretty much the only one who could feel kinship without losing much sanity. So she went there... to felt needed.

Sadly said horrors just used her for her goals, and after spawning a thousand young out her, discarded and broke her into pieces, shifting her mishap being into the reincarnation coil.

However.. recently, the stars were right... and the blanket of centuries was able to finally heal the sundered core of her, and manifested whole once more... even if she had lost a deal of her powers.

Incantation: "Uh...gurgle...gurgle?" (Monster girls need no incantation).

Additional Info: The first "girl" Umukamui contracted. Not the strongest, but reliable.

Magical Coins: NPC

Name: Magical "Girl" Infernalia AKA Jimmy Reed
Age (Magical Girl): 14

Age (Before Magical Girl): 18

Gender: Guy(???)

Gender (Before Magical Girl): Guy(???)

Body type: Average, Androgynous

Appearance:



Specialization: HellFire (Corrupted Fire): Bestowed by her patron, differs from the usual Fire speciality in that it is black colored. It also supposedly hurts more than normal fire.

Weapon: Opera Gloves (Fists): Because there's nothing more satisfying like slapping fools across the face with an enchanted set of gloves.

Power:

1-Power of Friendship: Jimmy's ability to read the situation and make friends in unlikely places. Worth noting he uses it mainly to get new squeezes.

2- Barrage (Gold Coin): Because sometimes you need more Dakka. For multiple opponents.

Perks:

• Flexibility: Infernalia's new body can bend and contour in many ways, specially when dancing.
• Incognito: While he's not being busy trying to catch someone's attention, he can blend with the background quite easily.
• Overcity Shift: The best parties can be found in the overcity.
• Eternal Style: ...and one needs to be dressed to impress.
• Masculinity: To be honest, he would rather be a magical girl, but it's not a deal breaker.

Patron: The Night Beckoner - A succubus who amassed quite a lot of power on her own, and is now a Lesser Force by all standards. Not the brightest bulb of the bunch, she has a petty fixation on twarthing Beacon's plans.

Patron Benefits:

• Focused: Fire is lust, and lust is fire. The Night Beckoner ensures that flame spells aren't half-assed.
• Subtle: Infernalia's magic is not as easily noticeable, as an agent of a corrupting influence.
• Hidden Death: Some demons are like a bad rash, they're never truly gone.
• Genki Guy: The Night Beckoner allows Infernalia to party non-stop
• Mystic Might: She also has enhanced his spellcasting ability.

Patron Drawbacks:

• Limited: Duh.
• Alien Mind: Well, not exactly alien, but her mind is a compilation of Rule 34 of the internet.
• Rival Force (Beacon): Creatures of darkness hate the light. It doesn't help Beacon nearly purged her in several occasions.
• Clueless: Desire doesn't allow much in the terms of foreplanning or thought at all.

Fighting Style: Scrapper. Jimmy is not technically brilliant when it comes to head-on attacks so he makes use of his magic and psychological tactics to lower an opponent's defenses and morale before going for the kill.

Stats (Normie):
STR:3
AGI:5
VIT:3
MAG:3
LCK:4

Stats (Fabulous):
STR:6
AGI:12
VIT:6
MAG:13
LCK:5

Personality: A complete hedonist, which seeks to live a life full of pleasures. He nevertheless, can be somewhat somber and street-wise if the situation requires it. He's also not very fond of violence.

History: He wanted to be pretty magical girl. He got his chance when one of them died protecting him, but instead kept being a boy. Close enough.

Incantation: "Love is an illusion, affection but a fancy"

Additional Info: Friend of Reaver.

Celestine Lightbringer aka "The Fallen One" or "Lightbringer."
18
Already Graduated, so not applicable. Associated to Mephisto, with unclear role.

Celestine was never a normal child. He grew up quicker than most, and no sooner had begun to talk, it didn't take much more to learn how to read. Some people suspect he started to read before he talked, but he has not dismissed not confirmed the rumour. His parents, seeing the mental acumen of the child, were overjoyed, and despite not being that much effluent, sent him to St Laurel's Academy of excellence. It was probably a little more than they could afford, but they didn't mind. Celestine was happy and he steamrolled through the lessons at the academy, becoming one of the top students of the class among many prodigies.

And then, hell was set upon him. For no matter how virtuous a school is, there is always darker shades on them. Every school has its share of bullying, and Celestine was a prime target. He didn't hit puberty as he should have like the rest of the people. He was excessively effeminate. A fact he was remembered upon by his bullies constantly. He cracked under the pressure, and his grades plummetted. His bullies grew bolder. Up until the day they forced him to wear clothes and tied him in the girl's dressing room. The bullies were arrested, the scandal silenced, and Celestine's family compensated, but the wounds in his soul remained. Celestine became jaded, cynical and cruel, and from that point on, he shut down his heart and did away with his upstanding morality.

Still, dropping out of School was not an option, and there were not many palatable choices after being a dropout of St Louis. This is when
a man called Mephisto made him an offer that he couldn't refuse. He would get his grades and diploma with just a few tests, no questions asked. He would warn him that he would recall the favour at any time, though. Celestine accepted the shade deal - who wouldn't in his case, and entered university at the tender age of 15. He became a doctor in record time, thanks to her mental acuity, and was a full fledged graduate by age 18. University also mended some of his wounds and boosted his ego. People were much more understanding of his appearance, and some of his fellow colleagues dared him in a drunken bet to cross-dress once again to master his fears. He didn't look half bad in girl clothes, he concluded. Probably better than boy ones.

And then... Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined rang. There was some sort of project he could use some help with. When Celestine heard what it was about, he laughed with glee.

Finally a chance for payback.

Update:After participating in several scrapes with Vigilantes involvement, Celestine has developed a new power which allows him to finally become trascend the boundaries of his flesh, and show everyone how graceful his new form is.

Update2: After being killed by Luigi Vile and being possessed by a Fate God he was resurrected by Diana Graeca... and changed somewhat.

• Core Power: Chaos Sorcerer After shrugging off the shackles of the God of Fate... at a price, it was found that thanks to his brother's sacrifice, he can now wield more sorcerous powers, however at the price of being unable to call upon the more luck-altering powers he once had. His memory is still top-notch, and can now forget things if he wants to.
• 1st Power-Mimicry:Lightbringer only needs to see a manual skill once to perfectly replicate it. This means that fighting moves and techniques will be stolen rather quickly. He can't obviously, steal the superhuman or otherworldly abilities of other fighters, but this also allows him to develop counters quicker than anyone else when exposed to new attacks.
• 2nd-Power-Sorcery (Od): Sorcery is the use of one's own internal magical energy (od, another word for this kind of energy is Ki), to perform some pretty basic spells. Cel is adept at using the od to heal minor wounds, launch small blasts of energy, that hurt as much as a punch, and reinforce his body to resist some enemy attacks and enhance his body even further. Od is also employed in a mage's favorite trick: Flight. Useful for getting away and launching overhead attacks.
• 3rd-Power-Combat Ritual Magic: Ritual magic refers to the complex rituals and scriptures a mage has to use in order to manifest powers that otherwise their Od would not be able to. These usually involve painstakingly intricate circles, chants, and exotic components. Sure, Mages can rain blizzards and fireballs on top of people's enemies with the right catalysts, but such a bizarre display would flush out months of work and years of savings in pretty fireworks. For example, a fireball would require a desiccated salamander ritually sacrificed under a new moon and smoked in a 100 year old tree's wood, and making a Wall of Ice would require to carve a single block of pure ice made from a pristine spring, and then melt it with purifying salt. Cel has simplified the techniques to make them being cast in quick succession. It is possible for him to make lasting enchantments and curses, although the time and effort involved in those is proportional.
• 4th-Power-Perfect body Plus: Cel gains a body that is not marred by defect or weakness, a body in his peak condition so to speak. A body that does not even age. This new body can sustain his powers much longer. He can also alter the body features (hair, build, eye color, height and weight) however he wishes (like minor shapeshifting). He can change genders even. However transformations require a night minimum to take place, and several meals worth of calories at once. He also can't fully use the new modified body to its fullest until several days pass, depending on how radical is the transformation. Celestine can even control the bodyparts a human cannot usually control, endowing him with abilities that stretch the superhuman.

• Clara Deimos Erdrigan:" The boss' little daughter. I remain cooperative with her plans and supportive of her schemes, but my true boss lies elsewhere."
• Bak Tsarevna: "Somehow, it seems like this kind of pitiful broken tank girl has reached deep inside me. I am not ashamed to admit I am fond of her."
• Yuuto Kūgekino:"One of my coworkers. He probably works under the same boss. I would care to know more if he did not speak in fortune cookie riddles."
• Gilliam DeWitt:"That flesh eating amoeba is surprisingly resourceful for the stock it comes from. It's no secret we don't like it eachother, but we tend to keep it to minor rivalries. Like me, he is a gentleman."
• Rurik Alexeev:"He is no longer a wet noodle, he can wreck some serious shit when he is wound up. Problem is winding him up. Would still have a go at his girlfriend."
• Christine Abigail:" The aforementioned girlfriend. Happy. Carefree. Would still climb her snowy peaks."
• Galbrek:"The only reason you breathe is because your dad has money."
• Vittorio:"I hope Bak stops his suicide tendences. I mean that kind of thing is a better show than his pointless dive into revenge."
• Vernon:"Jury's out whether i should punch him in the face for being such a prick, or laugh his deliciously sociopathic antics with him. Haven't seen him around though."
• Thobias:"He is rich, entitled and has a nice a power. And he knows every bit of that, and likes to remind people to do so. Still his parties are the best."
• Luigi Vile:"Curt, professional, with a burning passion to maim murder and destroy, and build things to burn, maim and destroy. He's a permanent fixture in my cellphone. Well, at least until he killed me. No more birthday gifts."
• Kanzael:"He's one of the teachers, and I am in a strictly professional relationship with him."
• Alto Ganze and the gaggle of St Laurel's snobs: "I wouldn't touch them with a 20 feet pole if it couldn't be helped, but since it can't be helped, i'll take extra glee in making things difficult for them like the two-faced hypocrites they are."
  
  • Katherine Abigail: "Fiery uptight version of Christine. Would also smash."
  • Meredith Blackgate: "That monster-tits alternates between pissing me off and making me pity her. She has had a complicated childhood, but she is SO clingy and dense."
  • William Ascott:"Thinks he's some kind of heroic mastermind or something. That's so cute. And annoying. More annoying than cute really. What does Vernon see in him?"
• King and cronies: "How many comics did they read? Annoying. Really annoying. The leader seems to have some strength to back up his drivel, which is highly annoying."
  
  • Andras:"Cute. I enjoyed teasing her. But of course a wee little lamb can only go so far when faced with someone like me."
  • Wolf:"The nerd and I have crossed paths more than once. He's surprisingly powerful for being Vera's newest prey. It must be because his powers seem to stem from deep negative emotions or something"
  • Vera Goh:"Sweet first girlfriend and my teacher in the ways of cruelty in the world. She would be proud of how far have i gone. Actually no, she would be horrified. Excellent."
  • Naseraph:"It's a birdman. He likes to fight. Probably sociopathic. Would either befriend or dissect."
  • Ria Kohler:"We're still on speaking terms even if she's st Laurels. It helps she is a bit of a blunt sour person."
• Diana Graeca: "My most beloved girlfriend. So much that we still hang out to reminisce. She is intelligent, resourceful, and had a similar ordeals whether it came to events or her own body. Plus she is cute when flustered. Also resurrected me."
• Dmitry: "My half brother. Too good for this Earth."

Name: Yamamoto Sakura AKA "Neko Mahou"

Age (Magical Girl): 9

Age (Before Magical Girl): 58

Gender: Cat-Gurl

Gender (Before Magical Girl): MAN DAMNIT

Appearance:




Specialization: Lightning & Fire & Ice

Weapon: Fists

Power: Killing Blow: Only one of these may be used at once.

• "Narukami" - Basically a big ass stream of lightning that comes from the character's hands and travels in a straight line. Can be used at point blank with self-harm to slap vampires silly.
• "Amateratsu" - Do I need to explain? Explosion of Black Fire. Good for killing ninjas in orange suits.
• "Ice Dragon's Fang." - Just chucks a giant chunk of ice at the target. Crush and Freeze.
• "Emily watch this cool stuff." - A three affinities ultimate blast.

Perks: Awareness/Enhanced Outfit/Training- Wing Chun/Incognito/Eternal Style/Reverence/Lure

Patron: Umukamui

Patron Benefits: Free Agent/Magical Overload (Umukamui's severance penalty)
Patron Drawbacks: Alone/Monstruous Form

Fighting Style: Complements his wing-chun with lightning based quick attacks to make up for the lack of size and hitting power. Prone to hit and run tactics rather than prolonged fighting. After losing some physical ability and gaining more magical options, she literally is a Kung-Fu Wizard.

Stats (Untransformed):
STR:3
AGI:3+1 - 4
VIT:3
MAG:3
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed): These start at 4.
STR:4+2+1 - 7
AGI:4+1+2+1+1 (+8 4 Silver Coins -3 Ruby) - 14
VIT:4+1+1+1 (+1 Bronze -1 Ruby) - 7
MAG:4+1+1+1+3+2(+4 Gold Coin +2 2 Bronze Coins) - 18
LCK:4+1+1 -6 (-999)

Monster Girl Mutations:

• Nonstandard Limbs: Sakura's eyes are now slitted like a cat, and she has grown a bushy tail and ears that interferres in wearing certain clothes. Caps are off limits.
• Altruist: Can't let these kiddos get into all the trouble.
• Second Specialization (Ice): Cool kitten.
• Horrendous Luck: Bring it on.

Personality: Sakura is a hands on, zero tolerance for nonsense kind of person. Street wise and jaded, his demeanor is a stark contrast to his soft looks, and one can expect abundant swearing. Nevertheless, Sakura is honorable, and follows the code of the streets when possible. Brothers have to back up each other in scuffles and turf defending. Also bashing the heads of monster freaks. He may not be the nicest person around, but she will never turn her back on those who have earned her trust.

History: Sakura Yamamoto was once a man who thought that makes right. Unable to put his talents to good use as a productive member of society, he then stuck in the shady edges of civilizations to make a living. After a hard-fought youth, and too many clashes with the police, he ended in a semi -decent life of being a local gang ringleader. Life was doing okay, with the occasional scuffle and fling until one day, his abuse of substances was his downfall.

A shadow crept in the road one second too late he could hit the brakes. Well, it was no use his reflexes were shot due to a drinking contest he had 10 minutes early. He was dead drunk, judging by what seemed an hallucination now standing on top of his car when he finally got out.

At his feet was a young girl in strange clothes. It seemed one of those shows, maybe a candid camera. Except it wasn't. The hallucination spoke with a shrill voice, calling Sakura a lunatic and a murderer. It was a pretty badmouthed hallucination. Then the creature said that he needed a replacement for the dead girl, and pressed Sakura to sign some weird stuff in shock. And then he passed out.

One killing headache later, he was freaking out at what was reflected in the mirror of his shoddy apartment. He thought for a moment he was going to jail for keeping a naked little girl. Only to realize he had become the little girl.

Puchuus can be quite sadistic employers. And the bastard also took his flat, car and assets for the trouble.

After some adventures, and some remarkable contributions in the fight against Justine following a failed assault at Mariette's HQ, Sakura managed to regain her former gender. Time will tell if it was a good idea.

Nope it was not. Sakura ended up alienating Emily, her first magical friends.

In the aftermath of the tournament, Sakura also managed to splurge her savings to save a teleporter called Tenebra. After seeking completion and managing to convince Tenebra to keep out of Penrose's troubles despite her grudge to stomp a couple of heads (mainly Penny and Justine), Sakura decided to brave the magical world once more.

Now, if her patron had not been downright spiteful and turned her into a monstergirl as she broke the contract...

Incantation: Thank god it's no longer applicable.

Additional Info: Sakura likes loud motorbikes, hard drinks and a good scuffle. He also has a penchant for bonsai trimming as a coping mechanism, and struggles to walk around in skirts.

Magical Coins: Broke. 0Ruby 0g 0 Silver 0 Bronze (Vanquished Horror, Event, Spent Against Justine, Escort, Splurged, Completion carryover.)

Name:Dina Denisova AKA Stray Empress
Age (Magical Girl): 14

Age (Before Magical Girl): 105

Gender: Female

Gender (Before Magical Girl): Female

Body type: Underdeveloped. No bountiful bosom on this one.

Appearance:





Specialization: Reinforcement and Beast: Originally a reinforcement, the extreme amount of magic she took in mutated Dina into a beastly creature, adding an attunement with the animal side of life and being able to command and reinforce animals at will. Being a healer and defensive user first and foremost, Dina's considerable prowess with the barriers and healing serves as a refresheners for the tides of beasts she is able to command at will. Reinforcement also makes her rallies extra effective.

Weapon: Cat's Cradle of the Red Revolution (Melee): An once blood-soaked remnant of what was lost, upon Dina's transformation into a magical girl, they became a set of crimson metal wires that can flail the flesh out of targets. The lacerations they inflict are often not easy to heal. It has a secondary function as defense or even as transport.

Power:

1-Power of Friendship: Groomed to be one of her countries leaders' in life, this has become her signature power as magical girl. Dina does know how to inspire bonds of friendship no matter who is the target, and how to get into people's graces with her noblewoman's sheer charisma.

2- Avatar: When everything comes crashing down. When all hope is lost and death is imminent, it is when one fights at its hardest. Dina's trumph card, the ability to enter a taxing state in which she can employ all specializations to bring a nasty and versatile surprise to opponents, at the cost of being not as powerful as a proper specialist, and twice as draining.

Perks:

• True Sight: Her feline eyes can see many things. Total darkness and obscuring maneuvers don't work against her keen senses. However, being able to see through darkness and concealment doesn't mean people's disguises will not fool her.
• Reverence: Cats are found to be charming and graceful, and this makes Dina be perceived as a symbol of grace and hope, rather than the corruption that most monster girls are associated with. Even normal humans would rather be drawn towards her than be horrified. She doesn't even need a disguise to walk around outside battles. However, being a starlet comes with her own set of problems. Namely, unwanted attention.
• Diehard: They say skinning a cat is very difficult and not to say impossible. While Dina most of the time avoids confrontation and would rather flee than fight, cornering and wounding her will make her much more difficult to pin down.
• Lure: It may be the way those haunting violet eyes stare at you, or the way her steps are graceful as she swishes her tail in balance. Or maybe her soft purring noise. People, specially cat lovers, are attracted to her, and seek her company actively, and attempt for her to grace them with her presence.
• Overcity Shift: Dina is able to shift herself and those around her to the overcity back and forth at will. This increases her escaping chances significantly.
• Flexibility: Cats have spines made out of silly putty, and Dina is no exception. Excellent at ballet and licking her own feet.
• Gifted - Ruler's Menagerie: Years of experimentation with her dual specialization and overall noble upbringing, has made Dina be worth of her title of Stray Empress. Acting as the most important banner of an army of either people or beasts, her mere presence already bestows passive healing and cleansing abilities to those who fight at her side, making them harder to kill. Her charisma is so great that she, too can even summon powerful magical beasts instead of normal ones to serve under her. (Although Dragons and the like still remain too powerful to bother what a scrawny cat noblewoman has to say).

Patron: Solo - Used and discarded.

Patron Benefits:

• Free Agent: An Empress bows to no one. However an Empress must take care of showing respect to commitment, else she might be destroyed by other forces of equal power.
• Magical Overload: The karma and magical potential that Dina was so vast it changed her shape forever into something not entirely human.

Patron Drawbacks:

• Alone: To be a monarch is to be friends with solitude.
• Monstruous Form: Dina stopped being human at one point. It's a fortune she comes off as cute rather than grotesque.

Monster Girl Mutations:

• Nonstandard Limbs: Dina's eyes are now slitted like a cat, and she has grown a bushy tail that interferres in wearing certain clothes. Hats are a big no for her, as now her completely functional cat ears can't stand being squashed. The upside is that such big ears allow for more earring decorations...
• Builder: The Bolsheviks are coming for her. They were never truly gone. Must protect her lair. Must defend herself at all costs. Must avoid being reached. Craft traps. Make plans. A safe kitty is a happy kitty.
• Second Specialization (Beast): Mew.
• Broken Reincarnation: Having no backup and being mutated into something inhuman, means that Dina will take much longer to gather herself together to revive if she is ever killed. This fact terrifies her

Fighting Style: Dina is an armchair general whenever she can afford it, sending minions and underlings to grind enemies down to dust while she takes care her army doesn't entirely collapse and outlasts opponents. In the case she can't flee, or make animals protect her while she's cornered, she is a scrapper who fights dirty, creating improvised traps and unveiling her Avatar state to catch opponents unaware and pounce on them.

Stats (Human Disguise):
STR:4
AGI:4
VIT:3
MAG:4
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed):
STR:7
AGI:10
VIT:7
MAG:20
LCK:7

Personality: Dina has blue blood in her veins, and that shows in her exquisite manners and speech. A social butterfly, Dina prefers to sway people with words to do things for her and barter than fight. Having suffering the wrong end of revolutions and wars in her past life, Dina is actually terribly afraid of conflict and will take the chance to flee rather than fight. However this is not something set in stone, as Dina will fight very hard if she's ever backed in a corner or she has sworn an oath to do so. She tends to be a woman of honour and takes her contracts seriously. As long as they don't involve fighting. She enjoys thoroughly being the center of attention, and finds unpleasant that she has to work to earn her own food.

History: History is written by victors, and victor Dina was not. Forcing to flee into exile due to the Bolshevik revolution, the young woman who once had been groomed to be akin to a princess, a beacon and a leader, had to make do with a small flat and scrubbing pots helping her nearing catatonic mother. The nobility of old... was almost entirely dead, and the new order dictated that no one would ever eat without doing an effort to do so.

She despised it, every single moment of it, and became fairly sarcastic and bitter. Even if she was capable enough to overcome the shock and become a self-made woman, mother of five children, and grandmother to seven, she always found that the past of courts and dances had shone brighter than any of her current life. She particularly resented having to work as secretary under men who would have never met in her old homeland for being too crass and lowborn.

And it was then, when her eyes were becoming cloudy, and the beauty of old wasting away in wrinkles, when it happened. Myths were real, fairytales doubly so. A magical incident required a new magical girl... and the Puchuu had found one candidate, being surprisingly viable despite apparently being well-past her expiry date.

The critter miscalculated how much aptitude Dina had, tho, and the excess power bizarrely mutated her into something between cat and human, which caused a major fallout. Once the crisis was resolved, Dina was left alone, having been used and discarded.

And the damned Bolsheviks could still come after her, she thought bitter. But she did not give up. She plotted, moved, did diplomacy and sometimes war, and kept herself light on her feet. Her new form allowed her to be what she had never been in life. An Empress of Stray animals, but an empress nonetheless.

After having heard the rumours of a power vacuum being increasingly likely in Penrose, Dina was drawn to it. She could feel there were opportunities to grow there.

Incantation: N/A - Avatar state: "Hen to Pan" ("The All is One" in Greek)

Additional Info: Catnip makes her incredibly smashed. She can, however, chug vodka like water. She really hates people yanking her tail.

Magical Coins: 2 Silver (Fairy Bounty) Dream Orb

Name: Darla Drake

Age: 18

Grade:3rd Year at St Laurel's Mephisto's

Biography: It's safe to say that Drake was born in one of the wealthiest families of Rhea, if not the world. Her father, Arthur Drake, a geomancer, is a notorious tycoon with an appetite for new, raw resources and overthrowing goverments that he doesn't like. Drake Heavy Manufacturers is both seen with awe at the amount of worldwide money and clout it can muster, and the unrepentant bloodthirsty past it has. For Arthur Drake, originally hailing from Albion (not-Britain), everything was fair game.

Even buying royal blood. That's how Carla Maressan de Vauquelin came into his life. Originally a disgraced wreck of a disowned princess found in a third-rate country watering hole struggling to get her next fix and booze to support her waning hedonistic drug-addled life, the ruined beauty was in turn turned into trophy wife for the enterprising businessman.

From the union of a heartless businessman and a vapid, stupid princess who sought comfort in bottles and drugs rather than facing her own problems came forth Darla. Born in the lap of luxury, bereft of love. It was in this scenario when she caught the attention of a Crippled Blacksmith God, when in one of Carla's lapses of judgment, she dropped the infant on his head while being inebriated.

Following said revelation, Darla grew up wanting nothing but love. Everything that could be bought, was at her finger tips. The best food. The best tutors. But her father was all about business, and her mother...even though he couldn't shake off the feeling of affection and yearning she had for her, did not quite attend little Darla as she should have. The most motherly thing was probably sometimes singing for her lullabies when she was sober enough for her to realize she had a little kid, and to nurse a wound or two.

A harsh and unforgiving environment to grow up made Darla harsh and unforgiving. Not knowing the meaning of "No" for an answer, young Darla soon followed his father's footsteps, her gift having a tremendous synergy with the industrial and wealthy background of the family, and it all but set in stone that she would follow in his father's footsteps at the time. She was even gifted an entire city for him to manage at his 14th birthday, the city of BlackLake.

Things, however, took a turn for the worse when the fall of Vauquelin struck. While for her father this had been a very profitable business, despite the fact they technically their in-laws, it turned poorly for her mother, as she was seen as one of the loose ends that needed to be executed. Darla then moved. It is uncertain wether this was true affection or a sense of defending one's possessions but the assassins sent to execute her own mother were brought to heel by Darla's creations. One by one, then were extinguished in gruesome experiments, as the appetites of the youth for more philosophical questions like the nature of the soul were sought with steel and cut flesh, with energy and charred organs.

And so, It dawned upon her father a most disturbing realization he had nurtured a monster. Darla was everything he had wanted in a son and much more... It was an horrific and disgusting resounding success. Fearing for his future at the hands of the very child he raised, he sent her to Rhea, far from him, in a last ditch effort to at least teach her to fake, if not feel, empathy for fellow men and get a good PR image. Darla could not avoid attending school, but she did manage to get in a last minute swap...

Powers:

Core Power - Ultimate Blacksmith: Darla was bestowed grace and power beyond mortal means to craft creations of metal and wondrous items, by none other than the god of the forge. As a side product she has an innate understanding for crafts and technology, but it has a huge caveat. For all the wondrous effects of her Blessing to take part, the creations she must assemble must be done by manual handcraft, while keeping automated processes to a minimum.

First Power- Legendary Metals: Darla can bring forth to life metallic alloys of legend. Three are of special mention. Adamantine, similar to a blackened steel but nearly indestructible by normal means (it can withstand lava and anything but the most extremely offensive powers), Mithril who is both as durable as the most durable mundane alloy while weighing as little as the most lightweight metal; And Orichalcum, a copper-like substance of a silver-gold colour which has superconductive properties at room temperature and most, importantly, it can react to powers channeled due to gifts, creating gear that enhances existing powers. Only Darla's gift can bring these alloys into existence, other people who somehow steal his recipe will find themselves with mundane alloys.

Second Power- Divine Armaments: Darla is able to hand-craft legendary weapons with the same ease people do wood carvings on small wood logs. Due to the heavy manual involvement, each item is a one-of-a-kind, and thus they have unique properties worthy of an unique name. A side effect of this power is that Darla can destroy Legendary weapons with her handcraft with the same ease one breaks down a failed pottery, being able to get raw materials out of the deed. Darla requires a certain amount of time to craft one, from weeks to months. She can hot-rig something in a few days or hours but it'll fall apart after a couple of uses.

Third Power- Spark of Talos: Darla's divine arts allow her to create life itself out a forge. Sentient automations who look up at her with reverence and near unshakable loyalty. They are capable of feeling and reason, and they can eventually rebel if Darla goes out of his way to abuse them for a prolonged period of time. After being made aware of this fact, Darla has built his automatons ever since with a Kill Switch.

Currently she has two of such constructs. Heavy duty Jet, with Adamantine chassis and suited for combat, and Pearl, with a lightweight mithril chassis for mundane tasks.

Relationships:

Vera Goh: A gorilla with money? Or is it a sow? Ugh. I cringe at her presence, but I must be polite. Until I can buy her family's company.
Wolf: Who? Ah, the Pink head's attachment. Forgettable. Might be worth to parade as toy. Maybe.
Andras: I don't know half of the names of these beggars. Stop.
Cel: Ugh. Disgusting little mishap of nature. They have potential, but I'd rather keep them outside my presence.
Parker: Eternal Gopher. I can make a dozen like him with my gift, so why bother? That being said, he's perky.
Ken: He's royalty? Good lord, Izumo really needed that revolution. Better not tell his uncle is one of our VIP clients... Possibly henpecked husband in the making?
Erisse: Idealistic. Cute. Her powers are useful. Maybe I should break her into servitude to be a carrier.
Suzakura: Probably the closest thing to respect? I still want to strangle him for his lecherous disrespect but gotta admire his spunk. Frenemy? Is that a thing, even?
Mina: Overflowing with abundance. I don't know where she buys her bras. Can heal wounds. Mind bogglingly stupid, and her parents insist she's on the same level as me. Well, maybe I can make use of her.
Michael: Come to think, my creations need fancy paintings. Maybe I should commission him... A nude maybe?
Duke: Fellow 3rd year. Rags to Riches and riches to rag. Bit of a street rat. Maybe If I entice him with the right cheese he would be useful. Oh yes, he could be at my feet squirming.
Chinami: She would be a great sidekick if she wasn't such a mongrel. Oh and that stupid Suzakura is after her. Misery draws misery.
Alyona: Fellow Royal blood. Completely cursed. I might feel like helping her. Might.
Rev: Cousin... don't overdo it. You're probably the only one besides mother I care about.

Name: William Drake

Age: 18

Grade:3rd Year at St Laurel's Mephisto's

Biography: It's safe to say that Drake was born in one of the wealthiest families of Rhea, if not the world. His father, Arthur Drake, a geomancer, is a notorious tycoon with an appetite for new, raw resources and overthrowing goverments that he doesn't like. Drake Heavy Manufacturers is both seen with awe at the amount of worldwide money and clout it can muster, and the unrepentant bloodthirsty past it has. For Arthur Drake, originally hailing from Albion (not-Britain), everything was fair game.

Even buying royal blood. That's how Carla Maressan de Vauquelin came into his life. Originally a disgraced wreck of a disowned princess found in a third-rate country watering hole struggling to get her next fix and booze to support her waning hedonistic drug-addled life, the ruined beauty was in turn turned into trophy wife for the enterprising businessman.

From the union of a heartless businessman and a vapid, stupid princess who sought comfort in bottles and drugs rather than facing her own problems came forth William. Born in the lap of luxury, bereft of love. It was in this scenario when he caught the attention of a Crippled Blacksmith God, when in one of Carla's lapses of judgment, she dropped the infant on his head while being inebriated.

Following said revelation, William grew up wanting nothing but love. Everything that could be bought, was at his finger tips. The best food. The best tutors. But his father was all about business, and his mother...even though he couldn't shake off the feeling of affection and yearning he had for her, did not quite attend little William as she should have. The most motherly thing was probably sometimes singing for him lullabies when she was sober enough for her to realize she had a little kid, and to nurse a wound or two.

A harsh and unforgiving environment to grow up made William harsh and unforgiving. Not knowing the meaning of "No" for an answer, young William soon followed his father's footsteps, his gift having a tremendous synergy with the industrial and wealthy background of the family, and it all but set in stone that he would follow in his father's footsteps at the time. He was even gifted an entire city for him to manage at his 14th birthday, the city of BlackLake.

Things, however, took a turn for the worse when the fall of Vauquelin struck. While for his father this had been a very profitable business, despite the fact they technically their in-laws, it turned poorly for his mother, as she was seen as one of the loose ends that needed to be executed. William then moved. It is uncertain wether this was true affection or a sense of defending one's possessions but the assassins sent to execute his mother were brought to heel by William's creations. One by one, then were extinguished in gruesome experiments, as the appetites of the youth for more philosophical questions like the nature of the soul were sought with steel and cut flesh, with energy and charred organs.

And so, It dawned upon his father a most disturbing realization he had nurtured a monster. William was everything he had wanted in a son and much more... It was an horrific and disgusting resounding success. Fearing for his future at the hands of the very child he raised, he sent it to Rhea, far from him, in a last ditch effort to at least teach him to fake, if not feel, empathy for fellow men and get a good PR image. William could not avoid attending school, but he did manage to get in a last minute swap...

Powers:

Core Power - Ultimate Blacksmith: William was bestowed grace and power beyond mortal means to craft creations of metal and wondrous items, by none other than the god of the forge. As a side product he has an innate understanding for crafts and technology, but it has a huge caveat. For all the wondrous effects of his Blessing to take part, the creations he must assemble must be done by manual handcraft, while keeping automated processes to a minimum.

First Power- Legendary Metals: William can bring forth to life metallic alloys of legend. Three are of special mention. Adamantine, similar to a blackened steel but nearly indestructible by normal means (it can withstand lava and anything but the most extremely offensive powers), Mithril who is both as durable as the most durable mundane alloy while weighing as little as the most lightweight metal; And Orichalcum, a copper-like substance of a silver-gold colour which has superconductive properties at room temperature and most, importantly, it can react to powers channeled due to gifts, creating gear that enhances existing powers. Only William's gift can bring these alloys into existence, other people who somehow steal his recipe will find themselves with mundane alloys.

Second Power- Divine Armaments: William is able to hand-craft legendary weapons with the same ease people do wood carvings on small wood logs. Due to the heavy manual involvement, each item is a one-of-a-kind, and thus they have unique properties worthy of an unique name. A side effect of this power is that William can destroy Legendary weapons with his handcraft with the same ease one breaks down a failed pottery, being able to get raw materials out of the deed. William requires a certain amount of time to craft one, from weeks to months. He can hot-rig something in a few days or hours but it'll fall apart after a couple of uses.

Third Power- Spark of Talos: William's divine arts allow him to create life itself out a forge. Sentient automations who look up at him with reverence and near unshakable loyalty. They are capable of feeling and reason, and they can eventually rebel if William goes out of his way to abuse them for a prolonged period of time. After being made aware of this fact, William has built his automatons ever since with a Kill Switch.

Currently he has two of such constructs. Heavy duty Jet, with Adamantine chassis and suited for combat, and Pearl, with a lightweight mithril chassis for mundane tasks.

Relationships:

Vera Goh: A gorilla with money? Or is it a sow? Ugh. I cringe at her presence, but I must be polite. Until I can buy her family's company.
Wolf: Who? Ah, the Pink head's attachment. Forgettable.
Andras: I don't know half of the names of these beggars. Stop.
Cel: Ugh. Disgusting little mishap of nature. They have potential, but I'd rather keep them outside my presence.
Parker: Eternal Gopher. I can make a dozen like him with my gift, so why bother?
Ken: He's royalty? Good lord, Izumo really needed that revolution. Better not tell his uncle is one of our VIP clients...
Erisse: Idealistic. Cute. Her powers are useful. Maybe I should break her into servitude to be a carrier.
Suzakura: Probably the closest thing to respect? I still want to strangle him for his disrespect but gotta admire his spunk. Frenemy? Is that a thing, even?
Mina: Overflowing with abundance. Can heal wounds. Mind bogglingly stupid, and her parents insist she's on the same level as me. Well, maybe I can make use of her.
Michael: Come to think, my creations need fancy paintings. Maybe I should commission him...
Duke: Fellow 3rd year. Rags to Riches and riches to rag. Bit of a street rat. Maybe If I entice him with the right cheese he would be useful.
Chinami: Gotta love a self-made woman. She would be a great companion if she wasn't such a mongrel. Oh and that stupid Suzakura is after her. Guess I'll have to work this a little...
Alyona: Oh la la. What do we have here. As soon as I figure it how to date her and not die in the fucking process she is in the bag. Royal blood too.
Rev: Cousin... don't overdo it. You're probably the only one besides mother I care about.