Name:Carmina MidworthsCurrent Stats:Level:
1 | Form:
Orc Runt | Tier:
2Current Skills:- Ingestion - After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.
- Isekai Skill - Sing - Rank I - Your voice possesses a magical quality. Channeling power to your voice and Singing within earshot of a chosen target allows you to attempt to induce one of the following affects: Soothe, Encourage, or Irritate.
- Empty Skill Slot
- Empty Skill Slot
Equipment and Inventory:- Swaddling Pelts - Equip, Clothes - Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.
- Small Sharp Wooden Stick - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A wooden stick sharpened by how it broke. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.
- Sharp Rock - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.
True Age:24Past Life:Carmina. What can one say about her? She was doomed to die even before she was born. Born from a junkie and someone else, who knows whom…the mother didn’t and Carmina certainly didn’t either. She spent her first years of life without a name. Her mother couldn’t be bothered to remember it. Carmina was just a way to get money from people. Begging with a baby was a sure way to earn sympathy.
Her life would’ve probably ended much faster than it did if it were not for her mother’s overdose. Carmina, despite the difficult circumstances of her early life, managed to survive on the streets, where she faced countless challenges and hardships. She became adept at navigating the tough realities of life as a young beggar, honing her skills of observation and adaptation.
One day, as Carmina was begging for food, she found herself in a bustling market square. She watched a crowd gather around a street performer, captivated by his rhythmic verses and clever wordplay. Intrigued by this form of expression, Carmina realised she possessed a natural talent for words and rhymes.
She began experimenting with her own lyrics, crafting verses in her mind. Giving a voice to her own feelings. With her razor-sharp wit and the pain of her upbringing fueling her verses, she found herself climbing the ranks and gaining a reputation as the homeless rapper.
Tragically, a rivalry she had with another rapper reached a tipping point during a high-stakes rap battle. The confrontation turned violent, and Carmina, amidst a whirlwind of emotions and adrenaline, found herself shot.
And so, her life ended…or did it?
New Life:Day 1: Orc Runt > 
