[OOC] Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

[Quincy]

Been looking at this for a while wondering if I should jump in or not given rl things. Was wondering if there are still slots available.

@Cu Chulainn

I am still deciding on one or two additional slots. If I get enough good sheets.

[Cu Chulainn]

As far as classes/jobs go, I'm thinking of making a more agile sort of Swordsman, or perhaps a Rogue. As far as characterization goes, however, I'm thinking of making some sort of brazen glory-hound. Never played a character particularly like that in this sort of setting, so it should be fun!

[Quincy]

I'm going to rethink Orena a little bit -- change her FC, maybe personality. We'll see. I'm still working out what I want to do.

[Cu Chulainn]

Well, I went a pretty different direction from what I pitched earlier. Still a rogue, but quite a silly one. I do admit I got a little carried away, but it could have been worse. At least we've got a rogue, for now!

Nimr the Bard

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What is your name?

Nimr.

How old are you?

Seventeen, but do not yet my youth worry you. You can trust me with your funds, yes?

What is your gender?

Male.

What do you wish to be?

I would like to be a bard, though it would far be too early for that. For now, a rogue will do. It is the job where I am expected to oversee the party's wealth, yes?

What are your skills?

I'd say I'm particularly talented in playing the flute. If I am to become a bard, I must know how to play an instrument, yes? Aside from that, I would also say I am well-read in the subjects of economics and mercantilism. Finding the worth and value in objects is quite compelling.

What is in your inventory?

The most notable item that I keep with me is my ebony flute. It was my mother's, and whenever it is played, I feel as if she is with me. As an adventurer, I also carry a short sword as a means of protecting myself. Sure, it may appear a bit banged up, but I was able to fetch it at a good price! If not, I wouldn't also have been able to afford a standard adventurer's kit, as well.

What are you like? What do people think of you?

I'm afraid that would be a tough question to answer. I'm not the one to pay attention to how people see me. Perhaps I should start trying though, since I'm a bard, yes? I do believe I'm easygoing, and I have never had an argument with someone that has extended to any harsh words, though I wouldn't count the times I had to deal with the occasional inebriated guest. Some say I'm quite humble, a statement I rightly disagree with. If anything, I enjoy finding ways to increase my wealth while reducing my workload. Some would call this behavior "cheap" or "lazy," while I would prefer the term "economic."

Oh, you want to know how I feel about music? To be honest, I've never looked too much into the world of the arts aside from the things I've learned from my mother as well as from one of the many traveling musicians that come to my family's inn. That said, I believe what separates me from other bards- or in this case, would-be bards- is how linear my appreciation for music is. To tell you the truth, I've only chosen to pursue this path because I believe it would bring me close to my mother, in some way. She always believed that her own music was the sound of her soul, and I wish to experience that feeling, myself. Plus, being famous sounds like a very cost-efficient way to make a living, yes?

What are your life experiences? How did you grow up?

I wouldn't say my life is particularly noteworthy. I was raised in a rather homely hamlet. My father was an innkeeper and my mother was a musician who played in this inn. Despite my humble beginnings, I was raised rather comfortably, considering that the inn itself kept itself rather busy since our home village was between two popular trading routes. I was also kept educated from the countless assortment of guests we've received from all around the world. When I was younger, I never really had a passion or drive for anything, though I was attached to my mother, her soothing melodies keeping me spellbound on otherwise restless nights. You could say it was quite a shock when she had abruptly left our lives, though...

... No, she didn't die, I don't believe. I was too young to remember the finer details, but I do recall her disappearing one night, having taken a pair of clothes and some of our inn's food with her. I found it quite odd for her to do, especially since she left her flute with me, as well. According to my father, they had a great relationship, so it was a shock to him when she had just gone up and left. In any case, the inn's business felt a lot slower without my mother around to play her music. Of course, geographically, we were still in a sound place for business, but our morale, and my father's motivation, specifically, began to plummet.

Of course, when I reached my teens, I took a more active role in helping business stay afloat. It all started when I found a business ledger one of the merchants visiting our inn left in his room. I'm sure that many others in my age would find such a book filled with numbers quite boring, but I found myself compelled! I was rather amazed at how efficient this particular merchant was, and how he raised or cut the prices on certain products based on intricacies such as supply and demand. Perhaps at that point, I was also interested in how high the numbers were looking, as well. In any case, after doing a bit more reading into our own inn's finances as well as making some idle conversation with other traveling merchants here and there, I managed to pick up an eye for managing finances. During those last few years growing up, I helped my father with managing the inn's revenue and keeping the money flowing steadily. I'm sure if I stayed longer and had more years of experience under my belt, I could have expanded our family's business to greater lengths.

If that were the case, why did I leave? Well, I still desired to find my mother, after all... and I do admit, the stories I've heard of the world beyond have brought great interest to me. You can find so much more business opportunities roaming the world, yes?

[ERode]

That's not a rogue. That's a shepherd.

[OwO]

With boyfriends like these, who needs wives.

[Quincy]

It looks like Quin has a decision to makey make. Do I accept the rogue who is much needed or do I accept another mage? Or thirdly, do I step down and accept both. I will have a think.

[Cu Chulainn]

Sorry for being a bit late to the party. I’m fine with whatever the verdict is.

[ERode]

Obviously the best decision is to have them fight to the death.

[Matsuri]

the plot thickens(?)

hope it's not too much purple for the eyes

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Mαʅʅσɾყ Mσɾƚιɱҽɾ

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What is your name?

Mallory Mortimer, dear.

How old are you?

Nineteen years of age, going on twenty soon.

What is your gender?

I mean… have you seen this womanly figure of mine?

What do you wish to be?

A mage that surpasses even the strength of her own mother! Dolores Mortimer, you must have heard of her?

What are your skills?

Mortimer mages are rather infamous for their use of enchanted blue fire, and I happen to be one of them! We've been scorching monsters into oblivion for centuries, and we've made quite a name for ourselves in our region of origin. Although my flames can get a little... out of control sometimes, I like to think I'm well versed in the basics, being the age I am now. I happen to be quite the speedy cleaner as well, if there's any use in saying that. Oh, I also happen to be quite well read about this world of ours, or what we know about it, at least. Mother always kept a great deal of books at home…

What is in your inventory?

Well, I can never leave home without my satchel and my magic staff! Helps me control the channelling of my magic a little easier with it. Aside for the essentials I keep in this large bag of mine, I also keep this simple spellbook at hand. It contains quite basic, domestic spells, though I have my flames to protect me if bigger threats are to arise. And a small diary too, because there can be some important things I musn't forget about along my travels! Oh, but what is a young lady without her cosmetics and fragrances? I always look awfully pale without my lip colour and I can never forget to spray a little lavender perfume before I head out in my white fox coat!

What are you like? What do people think of you?

Despite my preferences for only the darkest of garments, I'd say I'm as vibrant and colourful a person as you can get! Life can get so dull and repetitive most of the time, so it's only natural that I feed my curiosities as often as I can. Reading, practising spells, talking to other people, anything that will keep this energetic mind of mine busy! I'm a woman driven merely by my passions and interests, to explore and experience the exhilarating things this world has to offer; anything that can't fulfil those aren't relevant to me, of course. Our time in this world only lasts so long, so I would hate to have it wasted by uninteresting matters.

What people think of me? Well, let's just say that I've heard a… wide variety of responses in my nineteen years. Words like obnoxious, shameless, deranged, hot-tempered, oh, but that's just scratching the surface! If only you could hear the sort of things people used to call me! I mean, I don't exactly have the cleanest reputation, but then again, who doesn't? And to call me insane for it? Ha! As a Mortimer mage, I assure you that I would never use my gifts to wreck havoc against anything but evil entities. Still, the imaginations us humans have is unbelievable!

On the other hand, there are still others who share vastly different opinions to those misconceptions. I've often received some rather flattering compliments about my 'spellbinding allure', how ironic! I like to think that I'm the witty vivacious type, you know, the sort of woman who can light up a cold room with a bit of warmth. Being around people gives me comfort, even if it's just one person sitting by me I feel content. There's nothing I loathe more than being alone for too long… oh, I just hate being alone, I can't be alone, I absolutely despise the silence. As much as I would adore to have someone attached to my side until the day I die, some people just aren't always what they seem. I can see it in their eyes sometimes, you know, through the gateway to their soul. At this point, the deceptive nature of man ceases to surprise me.

Oh my, I seem to have rambled on for far too long, haven't I! There are more questions to answer, correct?

What are your life experiences? How did you grow up?

Ninteen years ago, I was born in the bustling village of Adria, a unique sort of trading hub that lies in the northernmost regions where snow is heavy and frequent. My mother was the de facto protector of our homeland, a fearsome mage who was said to have wielded her Mortimer flames more efficiently than any other predecessor of ours. My twin sister, Lilith - _{just even uttering the brat's name irritates me} - were to be her successors when she passed, and she trained us with a sort of severity that made it look like every day was her last. We both possessed great latent magic potential, our mother gave us that. However, for years we were confined to honing our spells in the nearby taigas and studying in recluse inside mother's library, rather than interacting with the villagers who were only a few minutes walk away from our large tower home.

I'll admit, my sister was always - _{dare I say it} - the more skilful one. And mother saw that as soon as our rate of progress began to differ at around eight years old. 'Why waste your time on someone that shows you no potential for the future?' Mother must have been thinking something along the lines of that. So all the attention was brought upon my dear sister, and eventually, my studies were of no concern to mother. So how was I supposed to satisfy my newfound boredom having already read the entirety of my mother's library and having no friends beyond the spiders on the corners of my bedroom walls? As entertaining as it is conversing with the little critters, it does get a little stale after a while.

Ah, the rebellious streak of my adolescence… how I treasure it. Sneaking out of the tower for the first time, running off into the forests way past the setting of the sun, causing a bit of mischief in the village square, getting up early to set fire to my sister's bedroom, ah, what an exhilarating youth I had! But of course, I always got caught and punished, always after my sister had informed mother of my misconducts, the little snitch. But that never stopped me, no, I got more daring with each outing, of course! The village even gave me the nickname 'Mad Mallory' they were that impressed, ha! My mother, of course, berated me once the rumours spread to her. I guess some people just can't handle such an intrepid young soul.

But one particular incident a few years back - a romance gone wrong, you could call it - spun things even out of my control. Emotions are certainly… complicated things; being neglected for so long does things to you, I just couldn't stand being alone anymore and I wanted someone to care for me but they couldn't offer that. I had apparently gotten too 'attached' and gone a bit 'mad' and things got a little 'heated' and soon mother had villagers banging on her door saying the foulest of things about me! I awaited my regular scolding and assigned punishment when mother was finished, but as soon as she came back to me, she was insistent on trying a… different punishment than usual.

Needless to say, it wasn't the most thrilling two months eating and sleeping in the underground basement, awfully stuffy and and chilly in there but it didn't take long to get used to. What I couldn't get used to was every time my sister brought my food down to my 'new bedroom'; the girl always had the nerve to look at me with a triumphant smirk on her face as she carelessly tossed my meals at me! I think that child is the spawn of the Demon King himself, that insufferable brat!

Even after things had returned to normal I wasn't having any fun living under the same roof as those two. I was around seventeen at the time; I was old enough to leave, so I did. Not before setting my sister's belongings on fire for the last time, of course, how I rejoiced in seeing that repulsive scowl of hers. I've vowed to surpass her and my mother my entire life, and nothing has changed since then.

Oh dear, I think I've said a bit too much... Silly me! I haven't bored you to sleep, have I?

[Quincy]

Mortimer is a strange surname, but oh no, now I have to think extra hard! Give me a few hours to go over the additional magez. Gotta decide party comp and stuff.

@Cu Chulainn's to-be Bard is accepted, tho.

[Quincy]

@Jay Kalton

I prefer your character lots to the other spellcaster option, but there are some things I am not super duper on.

For starts I'm not very keen on the pocket dimensions and such. I can live with altering a broom for single transportation, but even that seems like less magey-mage and more typical witch which is not how I looked at mages and stuff here. The rest of the sheet seems OK-ish, but yeah those two might need some adjustments before acceptance.

[Matsuri]

@Quincy

Made the adjustments in the inventory section, but I just got rid of the broom altogether and went for a simple staff and spell book. Would I need to make changes to that or are you cool with it?

[Quincy]

I would think so. Much sadness to Ollumhammersong, tho. But I need to do as I do.

[ERode]

Oh, not gonna play Orena after all? Sad.

[Quincy]

Oh, not gonna play Orena after all? Sad.

@ERode

It is "up in the air". I'd like to, but party is much large. We will see?

[Cu Chulainn]

I just hope Nimr can ask Orena twenty questions about being a merchant at some point.

[Quincy]

I started the thing. I'm not going to be too finicky about post order or anything of the sort. I'll figure out how skills generation is soonish, but the combat won't be for a bit.

[Cu Chulainn]

Wew, might save Nimr’s post a bit later down the line, maybe. By the by, do we plan on starting a Discord channel for easier/quicker communication?

[Quincy]

I don't use the Discord too much, plus OOC is fine sometimes. But I guess I could make one if need be?