Tree's Garbage Dump

[The Irish Tree]

This is the graveyard where my hopes and dreams wind up. Hope you brought flowers! Or at least some gas to pour on the trash heaps.

[The Irish Tree]

Knight of Fire: Oriel Schulz

Appearance

"Eternal Flame, burn away my body, my life, and my past so that I may take back my hope, my pride, and my future!"

Name: Oriel Schulz

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Description: A fair-skinned young woman with golden hair and cyan eyes, Oriel hails from a nation to the west of the main capital of Elementia. Standing at 6'1", she is taller than most women. Despite the air of nobility she carries about herself, she also bears scars from the battles she fought trying to secure her station, as well as the musculature that comes with her weapon's usage.

Knight Element: Fire

Animal Familiar: Dragon Hatchling, roughly the size of a Gila Monster. Can barely spout flames on its own, but is durable, and has potential to grow into a full sized dragon within her lifespan.

Armor Style: An ornate set of red armor inherited from her father beneath a matching crimson tabard, treasured dearly by Oriel. The design is minimalistic beneath the tabard, allowing for it to still allow for optimal range of movements when using her sword. The armor itself is comparable to Gothic Style Plate Armor, and a matching Sallet is what she usually dons to protect her head. The gauntlets are gilded on the wrists as the greaves are decorated at the ankles with an image of a crown with a lion's head sitting at the center on the back.

Signature Weapon

Her father's great sword, a length of steel at 5'8" with an ornate etching in the center. Received as an ornamental weapon for his valor in battle, it was never intended for use in real combat, but upon having to flee her homeland, Oriel fashioned it into a blade worth fighting with by having a smith shorten the blade to make it faster to swing with. In addition, in case of a closer quarters engagement, she carries a dagger on her hip.

History: Born the first and only child to a Lord by the name of Aldebrand Schulz, Oriel's early life was spent in contentment and happiness with her father and mother at her side. By the age of four however, her mother's life would be taken by a terrible fever that left her father alone to care for her, and without a guiding hand to raise her into a proper young woman, Aldebrand instead saw that he would raise within her the only thing he knew how to upbring: A Soldier. A warrior. Even as a young child, he was firm in his teachings to her, practice sword lessons, sparring, even spending her idle hours playing "Hero" with the local village children...if she wasn't asleep, it seemed there was practice to be had. Such an upbringing lead Oriel to become extremely competitive and pride-driven, proud of the talent she'd cultivated with her father.

Of course, an idle sword-hand is of little use to anyone. Starting with no favorable treatment as a low ranking infantryman in her father's regimen, it was hard for her to grow accustomed to the life of a soldier, and even harder to be accepted by the fellows in her company. As time permised however, she would grow close and forge a bond of camaraderie with them that was shared; Even if she was the Lord's daughter, she had to struggle for every smile she saw in the barracks.

The years would go by as her father's men served the King of Elementia, and although the king's deeds were questionable, her father's loyalty remained to him. By the age of 20, Oriel would engage in her first actual battle and took her first life on the fields of war. Blood on her hands, the young woman soon found that she hadn't truly thought about what being a soldier meant. It seemed to shake her to her core...at least for a time. But, as all soldiers did, she adapted. It was either that or meeting death from another more willing adversary who shared not her remorse. Half a year of fighting before she was able to return home, only to soon find that despite her father's loyalty to the King, he soon grew fearful of the charisma that Aldebrand possessed, as well as his military prowess. With little effort, their home was entered, and her father met his end at the hands of a band of assassins bearing the King's sigil on their weapons. With her only family now perished, and her own life being pursued by those with the approval of the King, she fled and found refuge in the home of a kindly sage who was the proprietor of a library. Having now spent roughly a year out of practice and in hiding, Oriel was merely on a trip to the market before she heard the news of her "Knighthood." Now, she has a new goal in mind with her power...taking the throne from the man who spat upon her father's life, and cementing herself as Queen.

[The Irish Tree]

Master of Caster

Appearance

A young man of short stature at only 4'11", Joachim is often mistaken for being younger than he is, and his cheerfulness certainly doesn't dissuade many from thinking he's maybe only twelve. His caramel colored hair is perpetually a mess, would spill down past Kim's eyes if he were to not tuck some of it back. His skin is relatively pale, and his physique is nothing out of the ordinary for a boy his age.

Name:
Joachim (Kim) Heikkinen

Nicknames:
Brat, Kim

Age:
14

Gender:
Male

Master of:
Caster

Command Seal Location:
Right forearm. Command Seals resemble a circle broken into two by a large, jagged shape. The semi circles have scattered shards that fleck off in thin strokes, as if it were debris flying away from a point of impact.

Origin:
Congregate; "To bring together the dregs and the weak, and to dance amongst them."

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Personality:
A bright and cheerful person, Kim is one to see the brightest part of any situation...within reason, of course. His optimism is far from boundless, and in the cases of combat he is often lost in the chaos of it all. He is known to be a thoughtful person, often making observations about others in order to better his interactions with them. He is easily lost in observing things, and is thus able to become tunnel visioned, losing sight of the world around him in favor of what he's trying to understand. Coming from a family of mages specializing in the healing arts, he has never really been one to pick fights or revel in violence. Despite the rather snobbish nature of mages, he doesn't really view anybody in particular being above or beneath him, either just not seeing, or refusing to acknowledge the differences a prestigious bloodline makes in one's ability.

In regards to Caster...he is wary of her. Despite her kind words and actions to him, as well as her insistence on him not following her for fear of disturbing him with her magecraft, he can't help but feel that there is something sinister about the woman. He trusts her, as far as combat abilities go, but is reluctant to say that he greatly fears being alone with her. He is unlikely to use command seals to force her to do something, mostly due to Caster seeming to always have the best intentions in regards to her allies. He fears that at some point, he may be forced to use three seals to make Caster take her own life.

Biography:
The unremarkable life of Kim was just that; Relatively unremarkable and plain, even for one knowledgeable of the secret world of magecraft and the Clock Tower. His entire family was spawned from a mix of magus and non-magus relations creating a new family, which, had started roughly 200 years ago. The fifth generation was the one Kim was brought into, as the second child of four. Like all relatively new magus families, his was rarely respected, treated as nothing more than third rate healers that are barely more efficient than normal doctors. High expectations were placed on him and his siblings, including expensive and intensive tutoring sessions from professors of magecraft.

Kim was shielded somewhat due to being only the second child, but the training was arduous nonetheless. His oldest sister even at one point considered running away from home, an action quickly dissuaded by her realizing that if she left, all expectations would fall to Kim, along with the primary lessons. Knowing the sacrifices his sister made, Kim would comfort her in her short periods of free time, as would his younger siblings. Their father wasn't cruel to them, but showed a callous hatred of most people, especially the upper crust of the Clock Tower that had basically written off the entire family as a magical dead end. His actions would grow more and more ridiculous, as would his lessons, reaching the point that he was actively injuring the servants of their household, dragging them into sound proofed rooms for his children to practice their healing upon.

After long years of training, at the age of 21, his sister developed her own magecraft through their healing techniques. It was a breakthrough that Kim so far has been completely unable to replicate, a spell the likes of which seemed capable of resurrection of a recently deceased individual. The family's lesson plans became significantly less strict, and, with something new created, his father felt that they could finally gain prestige, and grow their family into one capable of being recognized by the Clock Tower. Through the grape vine, Kim's family became aware of the Grey Family's servant summonings, and, at the insistence of his father and with a number of strings pulled, the unsuccessful second born son was flown off to London, the tip of a sword carried in a box, a priceless artifact that weighed nothing compared to the fear welling inside him. If he were to survive and win...then what else could he wish for, but to live a normal life rather than the one offered to him?

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Magecraft Section:

School of Magecraft:
Healing

Skills/Spells List: (Please include how many times you can cast specific spells)

Object Flow: Brew (6 Times): Skilled in the crafting of basic potions and poisons, Kim is more than capable of brewing up several, each taking up the course of roughly an hour to produce. A single usage of Brew makes enough Healing Potion/Poison to be effective for 2 people. His healing potions are similar in terms of power to his Suture spell,

Object Flow: Repairing Touch (3 Times): A healing spell that channels Od from the user into an inanimate object that is damaged in some way shape or form. After a few moments, the materials of the object become replaced with exact replicas, at least in terms of form and stability. Mechanically complex things cannot be repaired to functioning capacity by this spell alone.

Outward Flow: Tourniquet (2 Times): A simple, but effective healing method that forces the target's wounds to cease bleeding, even internally. While this does indeed cause blood to clot right away, it shouldn't be mistaken as having "fixed" anything. Further treatment would be required in order to fully heal a person. The spell loses its effectiveness after 30 minutes of taking effect.

Inward Flow: Inhalation (2 Times): A reversal of an opponent's Cursecraft that is a signature spell of the Heikkiken magus family. Rather than purging foreign Od, Kim is capable of integrating it into his own supply and immediately use it for the purpose of repairing his body. Naturally, incredibly advanced Cursecraft is capable of bypassing it, but would still be greatly weakened should Kim activate this spell.

Outward Flow: Suture (5 Times): An influx of Od intended to force the healing processes of one's own body to accelerate beyond what is normally possible, repairing bones in hours and completely restoring destroyed tissue over the course of minutes. In a strange way, this spell is almost like a curse due to the nature of application.

Inward Flow: Carapace (3 Times): By condensing Od around his skin, Kim is capable of hardening his body to an extreme degree, capable of completely shrugging off most forms of normal physical damage for periods of roughly 10 minutes at a time. This does not make him invincible however, as a strong enough shock would cause damage to him internally. A bootleg form of Reinforcement of one's own body, this is a crude spell that would only really be effective against normal humans.

Outward Flow: Reconstitution (1 Time): A difficult spell causes a lost body part to be restored (albeit rather painfully) by stimulating the recipient's Magical Circuits to heal it back into place.

Amount of Magecraft Mana:
C+

Quality of Magic Circuits:
C

Other:
Has a love of fried foods, and has a habit of keeping paper menus from restaurants that he's visited and enjoyed.

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Caster of Fraticide

Appearance

A fair skinned woman bearing unusually pointy ears, Caster is a dainty figure, looking as if she has never held a weapon in her life. Her golden hair is perpetually kept bound by a white band across her scalp, and eyes are reminiscent of the sun itself. She is almost perpetually clothed in formal dress wear, and an unusual air surrounds her. She is a being of unnatural beauty, and from a glance it is easy to tell that she is more than simply human. She is almost never seen without a warm smile on her face, most unsettlingly so when she is performing her magic.

Class Name:
Caster

Nicknames:
Princess, Pale Woman

Alignment:
Chaotic Evil

Servant of:
Joachim (Kim) Heikkinen

Weapon(s):

Wish:
To have her beloved in her arms once again, at the height of power.

Personality: Caster is...complicated, to say the least. She is prone to being very upbeat, cordial, and incredibly polite when dealing with others, but has been shown to be capricious within her own workshop, often creating something and initially boasting that it was a major breakthrough, only to discard it mere moments later as "gutter trash" before resuming her work. She is most certainly a disturbing individual, very comfortable around both death and the dying, often seeking out those about to die in order to re-purpose corpses, or simply to amuse herself. She is not above using underhanded tactics, thinking that so long as minimal losses are assured for her side, anything is fair game.

She is not, however, someone that cannot be trusted. Caster, despite her macabre actions and rather sinister methodology of magecraft, is loyal to a fault. Her loyalty is unquestionable, especially to her master, unlikely to do anything to make him use a command spell beyond the aforementioned magecraft. Her class of caster as well as her skillset being very unsuitable to a regular type of holy grail war results in her requiring an alliance with others, and, being in such a large one, Caster is more than content to oblige by the suggestions and orders of her fellow members of the Black faction.

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Abilities

Class Skills
Territory Creation: B
The capacity for a Magus to establish territory, usually for the purpose of collecting and restoring mana. At this stage, the creation of a "Workshop" is possible, and as such Caster's limit is that of a relatively small sized building or room, in which her mana will gradually restore itself. In her Workshop, she is able to cost spells for significantly less mana cost. In addition, she can sense the presence of others within her territory. In particular, her workshop functions well as a Necromancer's workshop.

Item Construction: C
The ability of a Caster class servant to create magical items. Due to her legend in life never detailing her as creating any objects, it is a relatively low rank. With this, she can only create the most basic of objects that can serve a purpose, basic remedies, and rudimentary weapons. Naturally, none of these are on par with Noble Phantasms.

Personal Skills

Seidhr: A+
A nordic form of magecraft that originated from the Vanir Gods . The magic itself is incredibly varied, to the extent that if given enough time to parse the effects of a spell, Caster is almost certainly able to replicate it with her extensive knowledge of Seidhr. In particular, Caster's favored methods of using her magic are in the forms of enchantments, illusions, and necromancy. The latter of which is her greatest strength, as in the height of her power, she was capable of resurrecting her armies over and over again, wiping out her enemies with raw numbers. The magic itself is shamanistic in nature, with a good number of spells requiring time to prepare.

Blood of the Sun: C
A weaker form of divinity formed from the link that elves shared with the Vanir and Aesir gods. As a half-elf, Caster's paramaters have been given a slight boost, mostly to her Mana and Agility paramaters, as well as her magecraft capabilities. This also confers with it a slight degree of Magic Resistance, at least on the level of D rank Magic Resistance.

Allegiance of Spirit: B
A skill that formed from Caster's deep rooted loyalty to those she most trusts. A reverse form of Charisma, Caster bestows a parameter boost to those whom she trusts greatly, usually resulting in a ++ into their highest stat, and two singular +'s to two other parameters. This skill can only affect a single person at a time and cannot boost a human master's capabilities, except for letting them tap into her workshop's mana reserves to replenish their own.

Base Parameters:

Strength: (筋力, Kinryoku?): E
Endurance: (耐久, Taikyū?): D
Agility: (敏捷, Binshō?): C+
Magical Power: (魔力, Maryoku?): A
Good luck: (幸運, Kōun?): C
Noble Phantasm: (宝具, Hōgu?): B

Noble Phantasms

Name: Udøde hær af Heoroweard (Undead Army of Heoroweard)
Quote: "More, More, Rise and serve once again! My beloved, his followers, and all those who you had slain!"
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 1-100
Description: A summoning Noble Phantasm that uses a great number of corpses, numbering in the thousands. While the mana cost for this noble phantasm is usually staggeringly high, it can be lowered significantly with a tribute of over a thousand corpses. The summoned beings number in the tens of thousands, all skeletal recreations of those who fought and died for Heoroweard's quest for kinghood. Leading the charge himself is her reanimated husband, who's arms manifest only as a ghostly apparition, with a ghastly blade clenched between non-existent fingers.

The individuals skeletons and cadavers are relatively weak compared to a servant, being the equivalent of a servant with E in every stat, but Heoroweard's form is greatly strengthened via Caster's eternal love for him. In terms of stats, he himself would be on par with a powerful Saber class servant, capable of going toe to toe with nearly any normal servant in a Holy Grail war. He cannot, however, be summoned without the army being in place, and if enough of them are eradicated, Caster will have no choice but to end her Noble Phantasm early.

True Name

Skuld, Disastrous Princess of the Danes
source

[The Irish Tree]

Belvast, Demigod of Portals

Name: Belvast

Alias: Bellcat, Builder of Gateways, Architect of Portals, Eater of Fish, That Cat-Eared Bastard

Gender: Male

Domain (Portfolio): Space (Portals)

Domain (Portfolio) Description: The domain of Space related to...well...physical space. If there is a place reachable in this universe, it is governed by the laws of Space. That is to say, that Space is an absolute, as is time. As long as there is something existing, there is Space around it and occupied by it. Absolute space in its own nature, without relation to anything external, remains always similar and immovable. The Portfolio of Portals involves the movement of people or things quickly and nearly instantly, with the ability to establish Gates that the user can open and close at will to let a being enter from either side to come out the other, so long as the destination is governed by conventional space.

Alignment: Lawful Indifferent

Personality: Belvast is a wanderer, an aimless drifter that seeks only to see, and to meddle with the affairs of the world as little as possible, unless he is forced to. He is prone to taking naps for years at a time, and only considers establishing portals to be tasks worth his time, second only to the exploration of Galbar. He is a fan of mortal pleasures, namely gambling, and can't help but take bets when they're friendly. He's also a sucker for good deals, and always keeps his end of a bargain. Naivete deems that he also expects all parties to keep up their end of bargains as well, and he will become furious if he is swindled out of something he’s earned.

Appearance:

Belvast

Belvast’s form is rather short in stature, leaving him standing at only 2ft 7, with his ears taking up a good bit of his height. He has three eyes, though he hides the almost constantly shut third eye beneath his hatwear, as he doesn’t technically need it to see. The eye itself is pitch black, and only opens once he has a portal open.

Musical Themes:

The Wanderlusting Wanderer

The Tuna Loving Lazy Cat

The Puss Giving You The Boot

Description: A gambler, a merchant, and, oftentimes, a lazy drifter who just goes where he pleases unless he'll offend someone by going there. Surprisingly a hard worker, if made to perform a task via a wager or promise, and is deeply devoted to people that he deems worthy of his affection.
Concealment Level: 3
Detection Level: 3

[The Irish Tree]

FREAKY FISH MAN!

K a i t o

ignore the crotch, he's got an anaconda sized dong
“...Hey man, just because you smell something fishy, doesn't mean it's me. That's just racist.”

Theme Song

_{N A M E}

Kaito Mikami

_{A G E}

16

_{O R I G I N}

Noboribetsu, Japan

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y T R O P E S}

Trusting
Tenacious
Protective
Impulsive
Brash
Slow-Witted

_{D E S C R I P T I O N}

A relatively tall figure at 5'11", Kaito is very clearly from a family that doesn't quite look...normal.
Indigo phosphorescent lines cross his purple, rubbery skin and give off a faint glow that's really only visible in dim lighting or total darkness. Resembling something more akin to a monster than a hero, while his chest is rather muscular with fully developed pectoral and abdominal muscles visually, his limbs are long and lanky because of his quirk, seeming to just be straight with no joint beyond the wrists and ankles. His skin is relatively cool most of the time, and his phosphorescent lines will flare up brighter if he's pissed off enough. his eyes are pure white orbs that seem to have no definable pupil, when in actuality it is just freakishly tiny and lacking any sort of iris. Like, microscopic tiny.

His hair is a white shade that seems to only really grow from the back of his head, giving him a strange "Balding Majestic" haircut. Bizarrely, he actually needs to shave, or else he'll start to grow two long, bizarre tendrils from his upper lip that resemble a catfish's whiskers.

_{Q U I R K T Y P E}

Mutation

_{Q U I R K D E S C R I P T I O N}

A strange mixture of muscle compacting, bone manipulation, and elasticity is embodied solely in his limbs,
in the form of his quirk: Over Extend. His quirk has a passive effect on the bone and muscle structure of his arms and legs, causing them to lack a defining middle joint to support them. While this should normally mean his lack of a patella greatly decreases his leg functionality, his unique muscle and bone structure is capable of circumventing the need for the central point of a knee or an elbow. His walk is a bit funky, but is fully functional. This muscle and bone alteration has lead to his limbs becoming very slim and noodle-y, almost resembling tubes when completely straight.

When he "extends" his muscles, his bones will oddly follow through along with his skin and ligaments, creating a unique "Stretching" of appendages that retains the overall strength of his limbs while greatly increasing their range. As his quirk only truly affects his arms and legs and not the actual hands/feet associated with them, those are left completely unaffected by the quirk and unable to extend in any capacity. However, his current maximum limit for stretching his arms out at a completely comfortable distance is about 20 feet. At any point past that, his muscles begin to experience the amount of fatigue one would get from weightlifting, and an extension past 30 feet will almost assure muscle tearing. Beyond extending however, he is also able to coil his snake-like appendages around things, people included to restrain or hold onto them. As such, his quirk is best used for "Restrain and Capture" operations, or switch-hitting from a distance. Its useful for mobility as well, given that he can just stretch his arms out to grab objects and pull himself to them. In the future his capacity for extending his arms may grow, but for now going beyond 20 feet will cause heavy repercussions.

_{C A P A B I L I T I E S}

A former delinquent turned wannabe hero, Kaito has been in quite a few scrapes for little reason other than a bad mood and a punchable face being present, and as such comes pre-packaged with hands primed for the catching. His shitty attitude in middle school also lead him to have a bit of a lack of manners in dealing with others, though around his family he seems to put on a whole other persona to keep his parents from worrying about him.

Beyond his boring ability to "punch things kinda good", he's also a decent enough cook, owed mostly to him learning his favorite recipes by heart so that he'd never have to settle for eating stuff he didn't really find appealing. Or to show off. From his time spent helping out at the family's combination Inn and Spa, he's learned basic massage techniques that help to alleviate stress in joints, and overall give you the best damn massage you ever had from a muscle noodle arm. Also he can kinda glow in the dark.

_{C H A R A C T E R G O A L S}

To try and play a unique archetype for a BNHA rp that I don't see a lot: The freaky looking guy with a bizarre quirk. Tokoyami is one of my favorites, so I want to try and play a similar enough concept with a strange quirk/user, but in a semi-unique way. In addition, I'm a sucker for delinquents making something of themselves in stories, and I don't mind playing the dumbest guy in the room for comedy.

I just want to try and make Kaito believable, and show his growth from wayward teenager into someone who wants to help other people as a hero, and live up to his full potential. That and because the idea of his dumb noodle arms flailing around and slapping someone's shit in amuses me greatly.

[The Irish Tree]

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First Name	Kyoko
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Last Name	Hirayama
Birthday	11/03
Region	East Asia/Japan
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Age	34
Gender	Female
Bio	Kyoko's life experiences would be summarized as average at best. She never especially suffered, or had great fortune, her hobbies were usually kept to herself, and up until she graduated from her university, she'd mostly just coasted through life with middling to average performance allowing her to get by. That lack of fulfillment in her life has compounded, resulting in her feeling that she's wasted a good part of her life, and especially her youth, idling away while her former friends went on to become successful. Working a job at her best friend's company as her secretary, Kyoko has gone a solid five years without a single date, and now that she's nearing the middle of her life, the pressure has started to get to her. In spite of her lackluster existence and lack of excitement in her life, she's taken to the escapist hobby of online gaming to eek out a bit of excitement from virtual experiences. Though, now that she's STUCK in said online game, she can't help but feel a tad bit excited. If asked whether she'd want to return home, she'd lie about having something to go back to, all the while wishing that this endless dream would never have to end.

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ELDER TALES CHARACTER, ACCESSED

Kon-Konee

	Age	21
	Gender	Female
	Race	Fox Tail
	Tale	A charming golden haired woman that goes about, seeking adventure and excitement. Most normal players wouldn't recognize her, but she's become rather famous as a frequenter of casinos all over Elder Tale, even once taking a trip to Las Vegas in the game's Half-Gaea Project created world, only to win a fortune in gold. Truly, she is the golden fox of fortune, even if that does mean that she spent more time fighting one-armed bandits than two-armed ones. Her spirit and eagerness is unmatched, and in a pinch, she is dependable to turn the tides of a battle, and rains death and prayers from afar with the bow she TOTALLY didn't just buy off of somebody. What? A few million gold wasn't going to wait to spend itself!

Main Class: Kannagi Lv54

Skill Name	Info Example
Protective Barrier	Info Also known as Pentagram Barrier, the caster reduces the damage received by 20% to an individual ally. It is 4 times stronger than Purification Barrier, but has a longer cool-down time.
Banishing Charm	Info A spell that produces a silver barrier around each member of a party, equal to 15% of their Max HP that will take damage before their HP. Does not block damage from certain status effects, such as poison.
Talisman of Security	Info A single target talisman based spell that allows a Kannagi to place a 25% HP barrier upon a single target. It can stack upon itself and other barrier abilities, but due to the above average cooldown, stacking them is best prepared before an encounter. In addition, a Kannagi can only employ five of these barriers at a time.
Notice of Exorcism	Info This spell clears one debuff from an ally. It has a cooldown time of 20 seconds.
Prayer for the Soul (Rerolled from Healing Prayer)	Info Prayer for the Soul is a spell that resurrects an ally who dies in a battle. It has a long casting time, and it uses a lot of MP. As a result, this spell is not practical for use in a battle field. The spell's cooldown time is 300 seconds.
Force Shield (Rerolled from Firefly Light	Info Defensive Magic that creates a magical barrier in a wide area in front of the caster. Invaluable for offensive magic casters that lack the ability to equip shields, and is useful for protecting wounded allies in a pinch.

Active Subclass: ? Lv#

Skill Name	Info Example
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Roleplay Subclass: Gambler Lv 62

Skill Name	Info Example
Road to Fortune	Info A skill that is grounded in the Gambler class' reputation as "One willing to risk everything for a chance at victory". While it sounds grandiose, all it does in fact do is increase the amount of gold received from killing monsters by 10%.
Afforded Loss	Info Whenever a member of the Gambler subclass fails to succeed in gambling, they are refunded 10% of their gold. This works on nearly all forms of wagers, and, in some cases, even things substituted as gold are kept.
Eliminating All Possibilities	Info A simple skill that greatly increases one's chance at succeeding at gambling, so long as their opponent is less than half their level as the Gambler Subclass. One without the subclass is considered level 1.
Golden Goose's Pluck	Info When the user gathers a material using a Gathering subclass, they have a slightly higher chance for it to be a Higher Quality Material
All or Nothing	Info Staking everything on victory, a Gambler using this skill expends all but 1 HP in order to add the equivalent to their Luck stat, allowing for some absurdly high luck during any form of gambling. To balance this, the opportunity for this skill to trigger is only 1% at any given time, making it impossible to count on it.

Passive Subclass: Chef Lv51

Skill Name	Info Example
Cullinarian's Art	Info Enables the user to attempt crafting all Novice level Cooking Recipes.
Cullinarian's Experiences	Info Enables the user to attempt crafting all Apprentice level Cooking Recipes. Novice level recipes take less time to produce.
Cullinarian's Knowledge	Info Enables the user to attempt crafting all Intermediate level Cooking Recipes. Apprentice level recipes take less time to produce.
Cullinarian's Establishment	Info Enables the user to attempt crafting all Journeymen level Cooking Recipes. Intermediate level recipes take less time to produce.
Cullinarian's Pride	Info Enables the user to attempt crafting all Expert level Cooking Recipes. Journeymen level recipes take less time to produce.

Equipment

Hama Yumi

Rarity	Info Artifact
Classification	Info Bow
Ammo /Durability	Info Requires Arrows. High Durability
Factors	Info [Demon-Bane],[MP Steal],[Long-Range],[Magic Defense Penetration],[Holy Enchanted],[Purification]
Details	Info A sacred bow of purification, capable of expelling demonic energy and cutting through evil itself with each loosed arrow. Carries a bonus to damage against Demonic enemies, and has a low chance to remove a debuff on the user whenever they land an arrow.

Foxbane Cloak

Rarity	Info Production-Class
Classification	Info Cloth Chest Armor
Durability	Info Medium
Factors	Info [Hate Minus],[MP Regen],[Barrier Power ++]
Details	Info A commissioned chest armor fit for Kon-Konee's playstyle of being a ranged shield-healer. Rather simply, it provides a slight boost to her MP Regen, along with an increased 5% to her single target HP Barriers.

Prankster Mask

Rarity	Info Magical
Classification	Info Head Armor
Durability	Info Medium
Factors	Info [Hate Minus],[Focus Up]
Details	Info A mask fashioned after a fox's ears that Kon-Konee wears on the side of her head. Doesn't provide much defensively, but does increase her accuracy.

Greedy Mitts

Rarity	Info Production-Class
Classification	Info Cloth Gloves
Durability	Info Low
Factors	Info [Wide Barrier ++],[Gold+],[Magic Def+]
Details	Info An item awarded to Kon-Konee after winning 100 hands of Poker in one of the many casinos of Elder Tale. Increases gold drop rate, as well as providing a bonus +5% to her party-wide barrier skills.

Wonder Down

Rarity	Info Magical
Classification	Info Cloth Leggings
Durability	Info Low
Factors	Info [Mouse Step],[Paralyze Res+],[Accuracy +]
Details	Info A simple, comfortable pair of leg-armor that Kon-Konee often wears. Makes her footsteps lighter, in addition to increasing her resistance to paralysis.

Compartment Quiver

Rarity	Info Common
Classification	Info Quiver
Factors	Info [Ammo Count +++]
Details	Info A simple, yet very large quiver that Kon-Konee often uses, mostly because of its high ammo count of 200 Arrows.

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Last Name	Hoga
Birthday	07/03
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Age	17
Gender	Female
Bio	Show "Hiya! I'm Suzuka, but my IGN is Ryuga Gotoku! hit me up sometime if you want to raid. Lvl 90 Monk Main, JP Server, just look for the big guy with scraggly hair." To say that Suzuka was more than a bit fanatic about martial arts would be kind of an understatement. Born relatively weak physically, she's never actually been able to engage in many physical activities, but from the first movie she saw at age 6, she's been obsessed with martial arts. Even if she can't practice, she still dutifully studies old movies and lives out her fantasies of being a master of punches and kicks as her burly male Monk in Elder Tale.

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Ryuga Gotoku

Age	22
Gender	Female
Race	Human
Tale	Show ...Or at least, he was burly. And a "he" at some point. Admittedly, Suzuka was just fine just playing AS a man in an MMO, but being stuck as one...wasn't for her. As soon as possible, she scrounged up enough gold for an Appearance Change potion to at least look a little closer to herself. Well, she exaggerated a few things admittedly... Regardless, Ryuga's legend was that of a random martial arts murderhobo that would go around and challenge other Monks around his level. Relatively focused on the style and flair of Wuxia martial arts as well as having a style centered around being a dodge-tank, Ryuga was useful in raids and even made a few friends...though, now explaining that he'd been a high school girl was going to be awkward.

Classes and Abilities

Main Class: Monk Lv90

Phantom Step	Info A movement skill that allows the user to weave in and out of battle. This skill also leaves behind images of the user that can be used to confuse the enemy.
Dragon Step	Info An alternate form of Phantom Step gained by the user's high level Wuxia subclass. The range becomes much shorter, and the after-image is lost, but the speed at which the user moves can be considered as instantaneous. In addition, evasion rate is boosted, encouraging it to be used as a last-minute escape for large attacks.
Stationary Dragon	Info A Hate generation skill that centers on the user centering their body right where they stand. So long as the user does not manually move, they will continue to generate Hate at a rapid rate, while also receiving the [Immovable] buff. This skill plays off the Monk's nature as an evasive tank, but still heavily relies on luck, and the user's own confidence in being able to dodge while not moving their feet. It has a fairly lengthy cooldown to prevent "parrying" with it.
Indomitable	Info A recovery skill that has a chance to trigger upon the user reaching 0 HP. If it activates, it will restore roughly 10% of the user's Maximum HP, enveloping them in a golden light that is impossible to ignore on the battlefield. The cooldown is an extremely long 24 hours.
Shadowless Kick	Info A counterattacking technique centered around evasion. After use, it grants the [Shadow Counter] buff, which has a 25% chance to activate after evading an enemy's attack, and will instantly launch a kick from the user without moving them. The attack is nearly impossible to dodge, and has a chance of inflicting Instant Death to targets that are significantly lower level than the user. The greater the divide in strength, the more likely it is that the target will be killed in an instant. Typically, the chance of this happening at the current level cap is almost 0%.
Controlled Breathing	Info A self-healing skill that instantly heals a low amount of HP. When used, it generates a noticeable aura around the user. Useful for soloing content.
Crane Sweep	Info A low-flying blow that aims to completely knock an enemy off balance. While heavier enemies will simply take damage, lighter enemies relative to the user's strength will be sent flying. In addition, using this skill increases the user's movement speed temporarily.
Lightning Straight	Info A straight forward punching technique that channels one's energy into their fist, before delivering a Magic-Damage electric punch to an enemy.
10mm Lightning	Info A wuxia-styled variant of Lightning Straight, which causes a delay at the end of the animation. While the enemy can technically dodge it easier, the blow comes so close that one would swear they were struck. The difference however is in the fraction of a second used to accurately jab one's extended fingers into the chest of their opponent, focusing electricity into their heart and veins, causing blood vessels to burst and cause the [Bleeding] Debuff to occur.
Mountain Shock	Info A powerful stomp launched against the ground, causing a massive shockwave with the user as the epicenter. This move is capable of knocking multiple enemies off balance, lowering their evasion rate. As such, it is incredibly useful in conjunction with area of effect moves.
Riot Shock	Info A channeled technique that gathers energy in the user's hands, before it is released at the ground directly below them. The energy disperses in a huge ring around the user, dealing area of effect damage.
Behemoth Horn	Info A penetrating attack that involves a two-handed palm thrust centered on the opponent's abdomen. After the animation finishes, the user is actually required to let loose a fearsome roar, generating an aura around them that lowers enemy defense for a limited time.
Silent Palm	Info A technique for dealing with bothersome spell casters, as well as enemy healers. Upon a successful hit, it will inflict [Silence] on an enemy, as well as siphon some of their MP to the user. The cooldown is decently lengthy to prevent it from being spammed on single-casters.
Phoenix Stance	Info A passive toggle ability that sheathes the user's fists in a torrent of fire. While the damage bonus is significant, it also burns through a tremendous amount of the user's MP as they keep it channeled. As such, toggling it between vital hits and conserving one's MP become vital.

Active Subclass: Tailor Lv90

Tailor-Made Rank 1	Info Allows the creation of all basic cloth-based recipes, from bolts of cloth to sewing buttons onto fabric, to patching up damaged cloth gear.
Tailor-Made Rank 2	Info Allows the creation of Cloth-based armor that offers little in the way of defense, but offers high evasion and magic resistance.
Tailor-Made Rank 3	Info Allows for the refinement of cloth into much higher quality end products, with some earlier armor recipes now having the option to create higher level variants with the new, improved materials.
Tailor-Made Rank 4	Info The pinnacle of worksmanship has been reached, allowing for one to weave the highest level of cloth armor, which rivals gear that can be obtained from Raids.
Dismantle Ranks 1-4	Info Allows for the user to unweave cloth armor in their inventory, to reduce it back to about half of the materials used in its creation.

Roleplay Subclass: Wuxia Lv90

Wuxia Style Martial Arts	Info Overall, the Wuxia subclass does not offer many unique abilities that only it can have; rather, it is more focused on animation changes, and offering variations of already existing moves, particularly for Swashbucklers and Monks.

Passive Subclass: Duelist Lv 79

Mano-a-Mano	Info A skill that increases the amount of damage dealt to a single target, so long as the terms of the fight are "fair". What constitutes as "fair" are somewhat vague, but the clearly fair conditions include: Must be one individual versus another single individual of equal or equivalent strength. If an ally attacks the enemy, or heals the Duelist, the benefits of the subclass immediately disappear. The enemy must be aware of their opponent before the battle begins (no sneak attacks on either part). The Duelist must start without any buffs. However, if the enemy starts with a buff, the Duelist will still receive the benefits of this subclass.
Sublime Opponent	Info A skill centered on the user's consecutive win bonus. Put simply, the more "honorable" duels one engages in without dying or losing one, it grants a stacking accuracy buff.

Equipment

Current Equipment Bonuses

[Phys.ATK +++] [ATK.SPD +] [Acc ++] [Cooldown -10%]
[HP+++] [HP Regen ++] [Mag.DEF +] [Phys.DEF ++]
[MP Regen ++] [Max MP +++]
[Evasion +] [Knockback Res +] [AGI +++]

Hand of the Deva

Rarity	Info Artifact
Classification	Info Weapon
Durability	Info Indestructible
Factors	Info [Phys.ATK +++] [Acc ++] [Cooldown -10%]
Details	Info "Lo, behold the hand of your God. Its palm is inescapable, its grasp is ever-present, and a single finger can crush a mountain." A powerful Artifact gauntlet dropped from a high level raid. The weapon takes the form of a single clawed gauntlet on the user's left hand, with a unique particle effect present, adding a red light that traces the user's fingers.

Fighting Dress EX

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Chest Armor
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info [Max HP++] [Mag.DEF +] [Phys.DEF ++]
Details	Info A custom-tailored, self-made fighting dress that covers the user's torso without restricting movement to their limbs.

Constrictor Wrappings

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Gloves
Durability	Info Medium
Factors	Info [ATK.SPD +] [MP Regen ++]
Details	Info Tailor made bandages that wrap around frequently used muscles in the arms and wrists to keep them from being damaged via a monk's punching attacks.

Northern Dragon Coattail

Rarity	Info Artifact
Classification	Info Waist Armor
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info [Max MP +++] [Max HP +] [AGI +++]
Details	Info "Control yourself, let others do what they will. This does not mean you are weak. Control your heart, obey the principles of life. This does not mean others are strong" A waistcoat that offers high levels of agility and MP. Acquired through a PvP tournament.

Kung-Fu Shoes

Rarity	Info Magical
Classification	Info Boots
Durability	Info Low
Factors	Info [Evasion +] [Movement Speed +]
Details	Info An unremarkable drop from a standard dungeon enemy, though they do serve their purpose well.

Dragon's Shackles

Rarity	Info Magical
Classification	Info Accessory
Durability	Info N/A
Factors	Info [Movement Speed -] [Knockback Res +] [HP Regen ++]
Details	Info An accessory that restricts one's maximum movement speed, while offering one a large amount of passive HP Regen and knockback resistance.

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Name: Subject C-201, Also goes by "Atticus"

Known Aliases: C-201, "Bug", Scarlet Scarab

Identity Status: Known only to research personnel and high ranking government officials

Race: Insectoid Bipedal of unknown origin, not native to Earth

Nationality: Alien Planet, discovered in Egypt

Gender: Identifies as Male, has no discernible genitalia

Age: Approximately 250 Million Years Old

Abilities:

Enhanced Jumping: Capable of clearing thirty foot spaces in a single bound.

Enhanced Strength: Can lift 30 times his own body weight with relative ease. Maximum load tested: 8 Tons.

Enhanced Durability: Bullets tested up to 7.62 have proven ineffective at penetrating his carapace.

Advanced Intellect: Subject C-201 possesses a brain structure completely different from a human, and has shown capacity to master human languages with only days of study, understand complex machinery, and observe social customs between humans with startling ease. When given a Rubik's cube, C-201 initially took 2 hours in order to solve it, which halved to one hour on the next pattern, then down to 2 minutes, 37 seconds. His current record held is 24 seconds. 37 if blindfolded. He has also proven to be a valuable asset to [REDACTED], as his lack of formal education leads him to examine mechanical problems from a unique angle.

Paralytic Quills: The fine red hairs that trail the length of his shoulders and mid back can be launched through muscular release, carrying a neurotoxin that paralyzes the nervous system of whatever it pierces. These quills seem to regrow over time, but will return in full instantly after a molt.

Regenerative Molt: Subject C-201 is capable of shedding his current carapace, and to do so must enter a cocoon-like state for a period of 48 hours. After the period passes, C-201 will emerge completely unscathed, with all bodily injuries completely healed, including severed limbs, missing organs, and recent brain damage.

Background: [A Summation Of Your Life Story]

Psychological Analysis: [Your Personality]

Known Rival: N/A

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Name: [Subject's real name has been judged as impractical to write out, as it is a seemingly meaningless sequence of four hundred characters, of which only 15 are standard english alphabet characters. As such, he will be refered to as "Conduit" within this document. Simply because Jxclurgram is too difficult to type or pronounce.]

Known Aliases: Conduit

Identity Status: Secret

Race: Elemental Construct, Force of Flow

Nationality: Layer of Flow, Earth Realm

Gender: Identifies as Male

Age: 70 Million years old, Conscious for only a year, "alive" since the eve of the Knull's invasion.

Abilities:

Mastery of Flow: A being formed of the raw metaphysical power of change and motion within the universe, the Conduits most prominent powers seem to center around teleportation, the creation of portals, and the swapping of positions between objects and beings.

Understanding of Esprit: Another plane of magic that the Conduit has access to, allowing him to mend the wounds of others, cause the subtle, yet substantial growth of plant life, and even the age of smaller forms of life such as saplings and infantile animals.

Understanding of Axiom: A plane of magic focused upon "Truth", or the understanding of that which IS true. Through the use of Axiom, the Conduit is capable of reading the thoughts of others that he comes into physical contact with, to make himself resistant to illusionary powers or magics, and to force one who is slightly unhinged into seeing reality as it is.

Background: When one life ends, another begins. But when countless end...what if there was simply only one "beginning"? That is what the one called "Conduit" is. Roughly 70 million years ago, during the Cretaceous period, countless lives were snuffed out. A meteor that kicked up enough dust to blot out the sun lead to the Ice Age. But the deaths of the beings known as "dinosaurs" weighed heavily upon the planet.

Oh yes, the planet is indeed alive. How could it not be, if it provides the ability to live for so many? But rather than alive in the "living and breathing" sense, this world that humans stand upon is attuned to a vast network of energy that permeates the universe. That simple piece of space rock worried the planet. An anomaly from elsewhere launched with explicit purpose to destroy Earth's harmonic existence. Panicked, every ounce of energy screamed out from Earth, the very mass of the meteor bleeding as Stygian energies seeped in where they were not needed, destroying that which wasn't destined to die. And then, he was born.

A being formed purely of energy, of the elemental plane of Flow itself manifested upon the planet. Earth's guardian, attendant, and self-defense mechanism. For millions of years he would rest within the Earth's Crust in the form of a gargantuan crystalline rock. For millions of years he would await a threat worthy of the arcane might an entire realm had to offer.

For millions of years, he awaited the Knull. The alien invaders wouldn't understand the force unleashed upon a section of their armada, as halfway through one of their bombardment runs upon a city, an earthquake shook the city state of Faqistan before a blue blur of light emerged. Floating between the Knull and the citizens below, the Conduit would awaken, and with a wave of his hand, the fire of the Knull was turned back against him. The single being waged a one-man war against the Knull occupying the airspace, eventually outnumbered, and outgunned. By the time that the Knull were fought off, the Conduit had fallen to the earth, his body cracked and his power drained.

And so, he would be captured for research purposes, relocated to [REDACTED], and kept as both a useful asset to [REDACTED]'s military technology, and in the newfound interest the scientists held in the arcane arts.

Psychological Analysis: The Conduit is a rather eccentric figure, frequently seen monologuing to himself when he is alone within his cell. He has been shown through security footage to carefully document conversations that he has with the scientists that interview him, showing a heavy sense of paranoia. Despite this, he seems elated to explain the unknown, is innately curious, and has a deeply rooted love for knowledge in any form. Rather than needing to be coerced for his knowledge on the Arcane, he instead offers it in exchange for the knowledge of those who seek to learn.

Known Rival: None currently

[The Irish Tree]

Theodore Graham, Free Paladin

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Theodore stands at a fairly average Midlander's height of 5'10", with a middling build. In terms of muscular development he's not particularly impressive. His hair is an ashen blonde, and often winds up covering one of his hazel colored eyes.
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Ishgard is a cold place, filled with colder people. In spite of this, Theodore is a notably warm person. He is kind to those whom he hardly knows, courteous to in need of it, and more than willing to draw his blade in defense for what he believes is right. He is however, very naive and easy to fool. More than once, he's found himself aiding "innocents" that turned out to be brigands or other such criminals. Though the events at the Battle of Cartenau did dull his thirst for glory, he cannot help but boast proudly after accomplishing something, and is a fan of friendly competition.

Frankly speaking, he's an idiot. A proud, kind, naive fool that is willing to die for people that he scarcely knows. And he wouldn't want to live any other way.

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Warning: Long

The realm of Coerthas is a harsh, unforgiving icy wasteland, one where only a sole settlement endures to this day. For countless years, dragons and men have waged war against one another. These bloody conflicts continue without any end in sight, and for the average citizen of Ishgard, the thought of avenging the lost is all that keeps them interested in potentially joining the war. That and the lucrative promise of lordship to dragon slayers.

Of course, lordship is merely a pipe dream. Only the most talented at warfare can effectively fell a dragon alone, and wealthiness doesn't allow one to desert the fields of war. Its a place where one is born to die in a never ending conflict against a foe who swears revenge, and in turn, mankind swears revenge as well.

But, none of that really matters. Not to Theodore. Born to a servant's family for house Haillenarte, the boy's future prospects seemed to be limited to the scrubbing of stone floors, and the polishing of the "brave" men and women of the House's arms and armor. It wasn't a bad life, nor an especially hard one given the house's relatively lackluster estate compared to the other three houses. The head of the house was a bit disciplinary, but that just reinforced the idea in Theodore's head that serving was...really all that he was good for.

But, destiny conspires in peculiar ways. Namely, that Haillenarte was really, really damn bad at actually performing their knightly duties. As Skyfire Locks was constantly under siege, even the serving staff started being allowed to sign on to join the proud knights of Haillenarte. With the prospect of an upgrade from servanthood to lordship on the line, Theodore was excited. He'd often read stories of the brave knights of old in the libraries when he had free time, and the prospect of both letting his family live a life of comfort and becoming a hero was more than tantalizing to the young man of 14 years. It was downright seductive.

Of course, knighthood is anything but glamorous. Parking your fully armored arse in the icy outskirts of Coerthas, often fending off Goobbues and wolvevs more than anything remotely resembling a dragon was just a bit dismaying. Just a little. The Stone Vigil to the north was claimed by the dragonic brood, and Haillenarte didn't have the manpower, nor the support to reclaim it. If a knight was lucky, or perhaps foolish enough, they could ambush a Dravanian wyrm and attempt to fell it alone. Many tried, and so few succeeded, that it started being called the "Haillenarte Retirement Plan". Theodore, thankfully, learned well enough that this wasn't the glamorous crusade with promise of profit that he had assumed. This was a dead end...an infuriating, pointless dead end.

This only tempered the youth's thirst for that glory, that desire to better his family's lives. Three years would pass, each draining his resolve more and more. So much so that when the battle of Cartenau erupted to the south, and the Dragonic army of Midgardsormr fell upon the Garlean airships, Theodore felt a stirring in his soul. Not one devoted to the pursuit of wealth and dragon slaying, but of the desire for glory, and to defend his home. After all, Ishgard was part of the Eorzea that the Empire coveted, so if the Battle of Cartenau were to end in the Garleans' victory, they would be but a stone's throw away from Ishgard. As mighty as Ishgard's walls and wards were, the Empire had every possible technological, militaristic, and resource based advantage poised to overtake the whole of Ishgard. Not even the Heavensward, in his mind, could fight off the world's largest empire.

And so, alone, he would desert his post. Likely, he could never return to Ishgard for fear of execution for the crime of desertion. If he could make a difference then and there, he would. If not...it wasn't like the Empire took prisoners. It was either die then and there, or die knowing his home would be taken. And so he would march, a strange, foreign "knight" armed with the most basic of armor, sword, and shield, a temporary addition amongst the Gridanian Woodwailers. Every hand was needed in the fighting, and as Dalamud's red light began to shine down upon the battlefield.

The Garlean army, mighty as it was, proved a fearsome match for the conscripted armies, as well as the free companies of the adventurers. Theodore himself scarcely managed to square off against one Garlean footsoldier, before he found an arrow impale his shoulder. Now without the use of his sword arm, all he could do was throw his all against the next attacker. With Pilum striking back against steel, he was certain that he would meet his end at the end of a Garlean's blade. As his shield was splintered and his guard broken, he felt time slow as a blade moved against him, ilm by ilm growing closer. He closed his eyes and braced for the end, before the sound of steel clashing and time passing made him realize his life hadn't ended just yet.

A figure clad in white, an Elezen man that towered over him, had caught the blow with his shield. He would bark something to Theodore that he couldn't quite recall, his memory a haze from the battle. All he could remember was putting his sword in his good arm, and continuing to fight, covered by the Elezen paladin.

When Dalamud opened...that was when he felt the specter of death once more loom. Bahamut, the Primal of the Dragons, raged against the battlefield. Flare spells erupted, splitting apart the earth. There was no point in running anymore...no man could fight that thing. At once, he felt himself surrender, sword dropping to the dirt as he collapsed to his knees. Despair wracked his heart, before he felt a hand clasp his shoulder and shake him violently. Another set of words that he couldn't remember. Another rouse to his spirit that bade him to run. And run he would, as the blue lights erupted over the remnants of the battlefield. Flares pursued all upon the fields, and even the paladin's shield proved insufficient to block the primal's powerful attack.

When he awoke, he was half buried in the dirt, the courageous Elezen laying beside him, motionless. His body ached, his eyes burnt, and his limbs felt heavy as iron, but he bade himself to crawl. A hand felt at the man's neck, only to find nothing. No pulse of life, and no warmth. Only the cold embrace of the end had greeted this heroic man, who'd have most certainly survived had he not gone back for Theodore. Something shined within the dirt that caught his eye. Slowly he would reach out, and take grasp of a brilliant blue gemstone with a shield emblazoned on it.

As he ran his gloved fingers over it, he felt runes inscribed in it, in a language he did not know. But as he held it, he felt...at peace, somehow. He knew this had belonged to the paladin beside him, but...the stone made him feel as if it needed him to carry it. He would grasp it tightly in his hand before losing consciousness.

It was a mere stroke of luck that he survived. In the aftermath of Bahamut's defeat and the Garleans' retreat, he was lucky enough to be tended to by the Conjurers of the Twelveswood. Sadly, healing magic could only do so much on its own, and as such he was cooped up for six months while the wound to his shoulder healed.

After a lengthy recovery period in Gridania, Theodore would turn his back to Ishgard once more, taking up the mantle of being an Adventurer...and a free Paladin, one who would honor the tales inscribed upon the soul stone, and to carry on the unknown will of the man he never knew. Now a member of the Adventurers, he would perform various odd jobs for several years, until the day that a flier stuck to a tavern wall caught his eye.

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Favorite Foods: Sohm Al Tart, Shepherd's Pie, and Salmon Muffins

His Ishgardian heritage has given him an inclination to distrust Au Ra, though that's solely due to his lack of interaction with them.

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The Knight of the North

"BEGIN"

As one man's shout rang out, two fighters within the "arena" of the Lancer's guild begain sizing one another up. One, a Hyuran Midlander with hair white as snow, and eyes focused upon his opponent. His opposite, an Elezen Wildwood Woodwailer, bearing the traditional mask of his ocupation. With hair as black as coals and hands tightening on his lance, the Elezen would thrust forward wildly, using rapid thrusts to attempt to back the hyur into a corner.

The momentum he carried was wild at best. After all, the elezen was only ranked as a First Spear, barely better than a fresh recruit. His thrusts kept missing the mark, often easy enough for the Hyur to track with the steel pilum clutched in his arm. With one large step, the Elezen attempted to bypass the shield and disarm his opponent...

*CLANG*

The impact of spearhead against shield resounded throughout the Lancer's Guild, as iron ground hard against flat steel and attempted to slide past the defense of the Knight of the North. He had taken a step back, nearly to the wall even. In one swift motion, Theodore would step forward while lowering his posture, pushing the pilum of upon his arm upwards and away, effectively leaving the Woodwailer recruit completely open. Now ilms from his throat was Theodore's blade, which slowly sunk back to his hip.

Relaxing his stance, the Ishgardian would smile. "That's the biggest thing you need to watch out for with a lance. Its a really good weapon for keeping your distance, but once that distance is breached then you have no choice but to retreat. And the best way to make sure you're unlikely to be caught off guard like that..." he would explain, guiding the recruit's feet and shoulders, so that his left shoulder was facing Theodore.

"Lead with your less dominant hand to guide the spear, when you're on the offensive, then put your dominant hand at the front instead if you're on the defensive. Easier to parry with more control, but easier to thrust with more force in the back. Oh, and make sure you carry something light as a side arm..."

"I think that's enough, Graham. Thanks for the lesson." The Woodwailer's superior, a midlander woman would say, smiling a bit beneath her mask. "Hard to believe you don't even use a spear with all the advice you spout. You ever thought about joining up? The Twin Adders could use a man that can whip recruits up a bit, she would add, giving her fresh recruit a clap on the back that nearly knocked the young Elezen off his feet.

Giving the thought a quick mulling over, Theodore simply shrugged before sheathing his sword at his hip once more. "Its a good offer, but...I'm still not done searching yet. Besides, its a big world. And someone's always in need of a good sword arm or two," he would say, a smile tugging at his cheeks. "Thanks for everything though. Popping in here now and again has helped me improve a lot. Sorry for messing up some of your plans though, Ywain." the paladin would say, bowing to the guild master of the Lancer's Guild.

The Hyuran lancer would give a slight shrug. All were welcome to learn the art of the lance so long as they had the conviction, but he seldom got a request from someone asking for sparring. Ywain had trounced Theodore thoroughly in more than a few sparring sessions, but the score over the past year had netted Theodore a few victories. "In a way, it helps my students to fight people with other weapons. After all, one can hardly call a lancer who's never fought a sword user 'experienced'. Good luck to you."

With all that needed to be said spoken, Theodore would stride out of the guild, still a might bit sore that he never did manage to even the score with Ywain. It was a bit of gil to rent a chocobo all the way to Thanalan, but performing odd jobs in the Black Shroud, especially near the honey yard, had netted him sufficient funds for that and lodgings for a few days when he arrived. He had heard of a free company's formation...or perhaps "reformation" was a more apt description. The "Blessed Twelve" had posters up all within the Gridanian Adventurer's Guild, so it was no surprise that it caught the young paladin's eye.

Whether he would join or not would depend on the characters seeking enlistment. After all, he couldn't judge a free company until he knew what "company" they kept. With that in mind, he would pay the porter with a small sack of gil, and hop upon his assigned Chocobo. He was no stranger to riding them, there were enough times in Coerthas that he would ride upon the birds...and ever since, he couldn't help but love the feeling of riding upon one. the somewhat soft yellow and black plumes, the adorable way their eyes glittered when something sparked their curiosity...perhaps one day, he'd open a chocobo ranch. Even their smell entranced him, the bird he was riding getting a quick sniff on its neck from the Knight before he hopped on.

With a thirst for glory and companionship in his heart, he would ride to the South. To the city of gold, Ul'Dah, where there were no doubt many in need of one willing to fight for what was right, not just for what was profitable.

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Age	18
Gender	Male
Bio	Show Hi. I'm Honda. Nice to meet you. (^･o･^)ﾉ” Let's be friends! A young man of few words, Honda's life has been fairly average. Normal parents, normal albeit quiet school life, and a life seemingly lacking anything at all conspicuous. Oddly enough, nobody really knows anything about Honda, as he tends to just blend into the background, out of sight from others. Its for this reason he bleached his hair blonde to try and stand out, only for people to question if he was some new transfer student.

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ELDER TALES CHARACTER, ACCESSED

Kurotora
"Nya...and stuff..."

Age	18
Gender	Male
Race	Werecat
Tale	Show A young man who takes his fights far beyond his opponent's reach, dashing amidst the battlefield in order to remain out of harm's reach. ...Off the battlefield however, he barely skirts by social interactions while constantly fumbling over his words. He lacks confidence in his ability to speak to others, often thinking that due to his Werecat race most people would like to avoid him, especially in combination with the reputation a sneaky assassin has. As such, in the new world he attempts to do things to appear more approachable, ranging from adding verbal cat-based ticks to his speech when he can stand it, and doing his best to dress to impress. The Butler subclass is a fairly recent addition for him, and he has practiced relentlessly to be a confident person capable of interacting with others...but still crumbles as soon as someone raises their voice.

Classes and Abilities

Main Class: Assassin Lv90

Lob	Info As simple a skill as one could think of without being a "basic" attack. A projectile is flung with increased damage compared to if another class were to attempt using them. While just about any "usable" item can be lobbed, the items Kuroneko is most keen to use are Shuriken and Kunai, along with simplistic status inflicting bombs.
Echo Walker	Info A skill that allows one to decrease their [Hate] by a large amount with a risky maneuver. By consuming a sizeable chunk of MP, one creates a Body Double Afterimage that takes the brunt of a blow intended for the user, allowing them to escape unscathed, creating the illusion of them being slain. This causes their Hate to drop to 0, and immediately place the user into a Stealth State, so long as there is sufficient cover or darkness.
Dark Vision	Info A passive Skill that allows the user to see clearly in pitch black darkness. Also removes any Blind based status ailments from dark-based magic attacks.
Sneak	Info A simple skill that's the bread and butter of most Assassin's skillsets, allows one in sufficient cover/darkness to practically become invisible to enemies near their level. Enemies at a range of being over 5+ levels have a chance to instantly see through the user's stealth, meaning Assassins can't just use it to gang up on a high level boss with spamming and then running tactics.
Dervish Dive	Info A skill centered on hit-and-run melee tactics, that rapidly "teleports" the user in a straight line, dealing damage to all things in that line. While it may appear that the user is in the "process of moving", this is in fact a short range hit-scan projectile. This skill has a low MP cost, but has a limited number of uses on a stockpiling cooldown that stacks up to 9 maximum uses. Mostly used to deal a small bit of damage and reposition while avoiding taking damage.
Slipstream	Info A toggleable buff ability that applies to one's Throwing Weapon speed. Greatly increases one's rate of fire while decreasing their critical hit chance, while also applying a chance for any projectile thrown to "double", dealing twice the damage as a ghostly afterimage follows its exact trajectory.
Great Hurricane	Info An area of effect damage ability, considered one of the strongest crowd clearing options in an Assassin's arsenal. With a melee weapon, one unleashes a furious spin slash, followed by others in the opposite direction. This attack has a high MP cost, Cooldown, and Damage, making it perfect for clearing out powerful, but not necessarily 'boss' level monsters that surround a group. Mostly ineffective in PvP, due to the nature of assassin being a glass cannon. Being surrounded means death.
Assassinate	Info An Assassin's key skill, it is the strongest instantaneous damage ability among weapon-based attacking classes. Deals large damage to an enemy's body, with a chance to instantly kill enemies at least ten levels lower than the Assassin's. Since the strength of this skill increases with higher ranks, an Assassin can potentially outclass the firepower of other DPS classes. If the attack lands, a white glow appears on screen surrounding the enemy, showing their silhouette falling if it is instant death. The ranged version of this resembles a lightning strike by numerous arrows, but for Kuroneko's Thrown Weapons, it instead takes the form of chains surrounding an enemy, before constricting painfully.
Poison Fog	Info A Skill that produces a poisonous green fog from a thrown bomb that deals damage in an area around the designated location. One must take care of the timing since it damages both enemies and allies. Skill rank affects the duration, power and range of area affected by the poison fog.
Venom Strike	Info Launches an attack by using a blade or projectile coated with deadly poison. On hit, there is a high chance to poison the enemy, causing damage over time. The weapon takes on a malicious purple hue when in use and when the attack hits it adds a boiling bubbling poison effect.
Hekireki	Info An attack skill that is the antithesis of what an Assassin stands for. Loud, flashy, and extremely high damage, this skill is only usable after a long wind up period, wherin one flings a projectile at high speeds, calling down lightning just as it strikes a target. Deals absurdly high damage, but leaves the user vulnerable while casting, and just two uses of it is enough to leave most Assassins dry on MP.

Active Subclass: Animal Trainer Lv90

Beast Master	Info A skill that allows one to tame monsters of a level lower than the user, typically the limit for taming a creature is one that is 5 levels below the Animal Trainer's level. When a beast is tamed, it will function as a combat pet, but only a single pet can be held at a time, and if it dies, it cannot be resurrected.

Roleplay Subclass: Butler 78

Butlery Levels 15-75	Info In general, the Butler subclass is one that is functionally identical to the Maid, but for male characters. In particular, they are very good at cleaning, moderately good at cooking, and being capable of doing light repairs to cloth-based equipment.

Passive Subclass: Slinger Lv 86

Hail Mary	Info A passive buff that greatly increases the range of thrown weapons by using an overhead throw. Less accurate, but deals much more damage.
Juggling Ammunition	Info Increases the "reload speed" between shots of thrown weapons. Put simply, it passively increases one's ability to throw more things.
Contrail Throw	Info Your throws reach the point that they begin to tear through the air, making them fly longer and faster. Increases the default Throwing Weapon Range by about 50%, and increases projectile velocity by 25%.
Terminal Velocity	Info Hail Mary throws now become guaranteed critical hits, but can only be fired outdoors.

Equipment

Current Equipment Bonuses

Gear

Rarity	Info RARITY
Classification	Info CLASSIFICATION
Durability	Info DURABILITY
Factors	Info
Details	Info

[The Irish Tree]

Korra Spondance, #1 Delivery Girl!

Visual:

Korra Spondance

Name Pun (Non-negotiable): Correspondence

Age: 22

Birthday: The 6th of Citrine, 312 M.E.

Birthstone: Citrine

Race: Ratatoskr

Gender: Female

Class Role: Rogue

Guild Role: Courier

Unique Fault: Tunnel Vision. Put simply, once Korra sets her mind to do something, nothing will stop her short of a concussion or a message from the heavens. She’s single mindedly determined to a fault, and that’s why she wound up popping K2’s prison...all to deliver a package to her from someone.

Introduction (written in first-person): “Ooookay so um...I really just wanna say that I’m really, really, really, really, really, really sorry about breaking that bubble but...like...I got packages to deliver, y’know? Deadlines to meet? Its not MY fault that nobody let me in the door. People gotta sign for these things, y’know? Anyways, so, I totally messed up, tripped, bonked my head on the floor, and sent a package sailing right at a princess’ bubble prison. Is prison too strong a word? Whatever, anyways, a big bug lady started screaming at me. And here I am! You’re all like, super lucky to have me by the way. No, seriously. I’m THE BEST at my job. Union is gonna flip when they find out I changed employers!

When it comes to first rate delivery service, I’m number 1! Oh, and ignore the knives...letter openers. I swear!”

RPG Stats

Level: 3
Might: 7
Agility: 8
Speed: 10
Durability: 7
Smarts: 5
Charm: 8
Wiseness: 5

Skills

Race Skills:
Ratatoskr’s Duty: Whether it be hail or sleet or snow, no natural conditions exist that can impede the physical mobility of a Ratatoskr clan member.

Messenger of the Gods: Born into a bloodline of divine messengers, Ratatoskrites are deeply connected with divinity itself. They are resistant to most unholy curses, and are somehow particularly good at slipping past dragons due to the exploits of their ancestor.

Climbing Tusk: Ratatoskr are notorious for their ability to climb virtually any surface, regardless of whether its a sheer 90 degree angle, or a thin smooth pole. So long as Korra can grab onto a surface, even by just digging her nails into it, she can climb up it without issue.

Class Skills:
Master of Unlocking: Those who follow the path of the Rogue are capable of disabling traps, picking locks, and generally avoiding danger and seeking treasure in ways outside the conventional means of smash and grab.

Silent Steps: The footfalls of a rogue are the quietest in the world, and so long as they aren’t burdened with bulky armor or heavy loads, they’re almost undetectable while out of sight.

Stabby Stabby: Rogues are notoriously good at having back-seeking-strikes, capable of dealing huge amounts of damage to distracted enemies by striking at vital areas.

Guild Skill:

Etheria Letter Tracker: Any [Message] spell that is delivered through Korra's route is made aware to her, and can be intercepted without interruption or Etheria Letter Carrier: By no external force, beyond attack on herself, can any [Message] spell sent by Korra be delayed or disrupted, slipping around all defenses.

Address Specific: Korra’s skills as a postal worker have awoken in her a sort of sixth sense that allows her to identify instinctually if someone really is who they say they are...so long as she has a package or message due for them. She can know with 100% certainty as to whether or not someone is an imposter, or an illusion in the specific instance of making a delivery.

Next-Day-Delivery: Through some bizarre divine, or unholy magic, Korra is fully capable of sustaining her body without sleep, so long as she makes a successful delivery every 24 hours. Upon delivering a package, her stamina is completely restored, but any injuries she may have had will not be healed without magical means or just waiting to heal from medicine or rest.

[The Irish Tree]

Croix Drez, The Genderfluid Vampire King. Queen? King? Ruler. Vampire Ruler.

Visual:

Croix Drez

Name Pun (Non-negotiable): Crossdress

Age: 304 (Visually forever 21)

Birthday: Ruby 23rd, 30 M.E.

Birthstone: Ruby

Race: Vampire

Gender: Male

Class Role: Sorcerer

Guild Role: Guild Girl(?)

Unique Role: Perfectionist; Croix is absolutely obsessed with having everything he does and has be perfect to the point of it interfering with his ability to learn new skills. Anything Croix does, you can be assured it will be flawless, but if he fails too many times, he'll suffer huge penalties to his morale. This also means anything he does usually takes more time than it takes a normal person.

Introduction (written in first-person): “Hm? Why am I here? Well, that’s simple really! Ascullion and I go way back, so when her little darling started up a guild out here, she called me out to make sure she does just fine~! ...Admittedly, I was kind of hoping she’d have a bit more start-ups in this little endeavor, but I’m always happy to help out Ascii.

...Eh? You heard I looked different? Darling, don’t be ridiculous! I may be a man, but I have a maiden’s heart. Please, don’t go and make a poor girl cry. Ara ara~, you really are insistent, huh? Well...okay...I guess I can show you…

FOOL, YOU DARE TO QUESTION I, THE TROJAN HORSE OF THE DARK KINGDOM OF AMARANTH? WHAT IS A MAN? A MISERABLE LITTLE PILE OF SECRETS! NOW ENOUGH TALK…

Have at you~

RPG Stats

Level: 3 (1 Skill for each Role per Level)
(50 Point Buy)

Might: 3
Agility: 10
Speed: 6
Durability: 4
Smarts: 8
Charm: 10
Wiseness: 9

Character Skills

Race Skills:
A Bit of the Good Suck: Vampires sustain themselves off the life nectar of living things. This is a fundamental rule of their existence that cannot ever be changed. In return for feeding on the blood of living things, a vampire extends their life. Humanoid blood greatly increases this effect, but Croix has found himself capable of surviving squarely on pig’s blood, unless he finds someone who’s blood would enhance him further.

Bend the Knee: When Croix feeds on someone with his vampiric fangs, he releases just the tiniest hint of magic-infused vampire blood into them. This causes the victim to grow more docile over time with Croix, with continued feedings allowing Croix to completely ensnare them as his thrall. This process takes over a month to perform, but if the victim ever manages to stay away from Croix for a month, the effect will be completely canceled out and have to be started all over again, if attempted at all.

Misty Form: Croix is capable of dissolving his body into mist and instantaneously moving along with the wind, traveling three times as fast, become impervious to harm, and immune to the rays of the sun. The downside is that Croix becomes very weak afterwards, needing blood once exiting this state. If not, then Croix’s Physical stats save for Charm all drop to 1 until he can consume a humanoid’s blood.

Class Skills:
Nightmare Bolt: A simple, yet powerful blast of black arcane energy that racks the opponent’s mind with various eldritch horrors...and even worse, it makes them think that traps aren’t actually gay. Oh, and it also does like, 1d12 Necrotic damage, but who cares.

Charm Person: A powerful spell that completely entraps someone’s mind with thoughts of wanting to selflessly help the caster. A powerful mind is capable of resisting it. After being told to do something that they wouldn’t ever do, the charmed target will fall out of the caster’s control. This will also happen if they are hurt by the caster, or if directed to take an action that results in them getting injured.

Bloody Moon: An illusion spell that tricks the very mana and air around the caster into causing a zone of perpetual night to form, framed with a blood red full moon overhead that swallows the sun. This spell creates a “safe zone” for undead, vampires, lycanthropes, and various other undead types so long as the caster supplies it with mana. The larger the area, the more mana it takes to maintain.

Guild Skill:
Midnight Bliss: Croix is...persuasive, to say the least. As far as guild girls go, a wink of his eye is all it takes to make most people melt into her arms. People that fail Charm spells cast by Croix are forced to divulge information truthfully, so long as he asks it directly.

Maiden at Heart: An actor by trade, Croix is unsurprisingly able to flawlessly masquerade as a beautiful young girl, despite his true form being that of a three hundred year old vampire lord. Who is very much not a girl. Unless he directly divulges this information, or a scrying spell is used, Croix is able to flawlessly mask his gender.

...You know. Until someone notices the elephant trunk.

Ara Ara~ Are you approaching me?: Croix, despite his flirty nature, is a frighteningly powerful vampire lord. But due to his agreement with Ascullion, he has sealed away his own power in order to make sure that K2 actually learns something and plans carefully. But, this limiter is allowed to be broken with Ascullion’s direct approval, shooting Croix back up to his full power as a lord of the night. Croix himself does not mind being weakened, as it just means that she has to trust in Ascullion’s precious baby girl.

[The Irish Tree]

All My Babies Are Toasters

Kongou

“With my brains, your brawn...and MY brawn, we're all pretty much unstoppable. Right?”

BASIC INFORMATION

Age: 16

Level: 23

Gender: Female

Breed: Kangaskhan

Appearance: Kongou is an impressively built young woman, standing at 5'7", and weighing in at...[REDACTED]. Her physique is noticeable, with toned arms and legs, as well as a general glow of health to her. Her eyes are full of an inquisitive energy, as if everything she sees intrigues her and is worthy of her attention.

COMBAT STATISTICS

Move set

Move Set:

• Comet Punch: A series of rapid jabs that, while somewhat inaccurate, pack a lot of power behind each successful hit. Can hit up to 5 times, with each hit having the same amount of power.
• Rage: The user is locked into an enraged trance, causing them to increase their <ATTACK> stat by 1 stage every time they are hit while using it. For Kongou, this takes the form of a basic right hook.
• Leer: Channeling their inner MENACING power, the user catches the opponent off guard with their eyes alone, reducing their <DEFENSE> stat by 1 stage. This works on all foes next to the user.
• Endeavor: Just like papa Crane taught her, a real Explorer never gives up! The user throws every bit of power they have behind a headbutt, resulting in the enemy dropping to the same <HP> Total as Kongou has.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

Backstory: All Kangaskhan are born with an innate sense of motherliness. Much like Chanseys, they're just...a Pokemon that does insanely well at being moms. Growing up, Kongou was never in any sort of lack of paternal affection. Whether it be from her Kangaskhan mother or her Rampardos father, the girl was the apple of their eye and hung onto everything they gave her, including a stuffed animal resembling a Kangaskhan's baby-form. However, whereas most Baby Kangaskhan hung onto a toy for a bit until it broke, Kongou would beg her mother to sew her's up again and again, eventually learning how to do it herself.

And then, she started asking her electrician father questions about the power plant he worked at. One thing lead to another, and now the girl wants to convert her childhood plaything into a walking talking robot death machine. Since Kongou has virtually no interest in other Pokemon and dating, she has instead gotten creative with making her "babies", various machines in the shape of eggs, or other common Pokemon items. Her Magnum Opus, the "B.A.B.Y", or "Battle Assistant Ballistic Youth" is something she's been constantly working on, and takes with her absolutely everywhere in the shape of an egg-shaped backpack. She has come to the Academy in order to not only gain battle experience to code into her B.A.B.Y., but also to fulfill her lifelong dream of...

...Making the cool weapons that adventurers use.

Personality: A big, warm, and overly nosy figure, Kongou is a very caring and nurturing kind of person. Despite her motherly mannerisms however, she can be a bit too pushy, and a bit too oblivious to how others feel. This can lead her to both annoy others, and potentially smother them if she can't get it through her thick head what it is that they actually want. Her pride in her B.A.B.Y. and her various other items borders on narcissism, and she's easily egged into conflicts. Still, she is a kind person at heart that earnestly tries her best, and tries to make things better for those around her.

Likes:

• Tinkering
• Physical Exercise
• Eating
• Napping

Dislikes:

• Failure
• Insults to her creations
• Cold places
• Cleaning

Strengths:

• Excellent Innovater: Kongou is literally always thinking, to the point that esoteric solutions for problems just kind of come naturally to her. She enjoys building Goldberg machines; Overly complicated and long-winded mechanisms to do something as simple as buttering her toast.
• Technological Savant: Kongou is fond of tinkering with machinery and items, giving her the ability to augment certain pieces of equipment, and maintain virtually any machinery if given enough time to analyze it.
• If it ain't broke, break it: As Kangaskhan are known to be, Kongou is exceptionally strong. She can open literally any pickle jar. ANY. PICKLE. JAR.

Weaknesses:

• Self-Negligence: While most Kangaskhans are the picture of motherhood and health, Kongou is a bit scatterbrained in the matter of self-care. Its not uncommon for her to completely skip out on meals when she's too excited about building something.
• Hot-Headed: Its incredibly easy to anger Kongou, to the point that she'll use Rage at the slightest threat to either her friends, inventions, or herself.
• Touchy Subjects: While Kongou loves showing off her inventions, she absolutely loathes to be criticized for her designs, or her work ethic. She's too prideful, and this can lead her to being petty.
• Abrasive Tempo: Her heart is usually in the right place when she tries to help someone, but Kongou's insistence can often become annoying, especially given how blunt she can be.

Equipment: B.A.B.Y.: The Battle Assistant Ballistic Youth, or B.A.B.Y. for short, is a small robotic facsimile of a baby Kangaskhan that Kongou carries around in a backpack. While its capabilities are limited due to its lack of a good power source, Kongou insists that if it got a Mega boost in its energy intake, it could be as strong as any regular Pokemon. If not stronger. For now, all it functions as is a calculator, paperweight, and adorable night-time cuddling companion. Limited Edition.

Inventor's Tools: Need something built? Kongou carries around an assortment of various tools, ranging from screwdrivers to wrenches, even containing a blow torch...sadly only usable with a fire-type's help.

[The Irish Tree]

Ego big enough to have a gravitational pull

Huntsman Sheet

Face Claim

Art by @sakudeji on twitter.

Personality

<sub>Turq as an individual is a very superficial person, placing a great amount of value in his physical appearance, as well as the general flair of those around him. This doesn't extend just to the physical however, as he's been known to take a liking to people for having an attitude he approves of. After all, it isn't everyone else's fault if they're so bad at polishing themselves that they can't show how much of a gem they are.

His attitude and general mannerisms revolve around seeking excitement and bettering himself in any way he deems himself lacking. This can best be seen in his absurd weapon choice which came about solely so he could have a weapon useful in nearly every situation. Despite his vanity, he's not ignorant of others, and often makes it a point to observe other people while they do just about anything. Even if it means he looks like a creep doing it.

Turq is also the kind of person that is fiercely loyal to those that have earned his respect, liable to fight on someone's behalf, a trait that is rare amongst the rather standoffish people of Vacuo. His ego can prove problematic, with his general pomp and self-esteem giving him the perpetual impression that he absolutely couldn't lose to anyone that wasn't obviously out of his league. This also meant that he frequently challenged his instructors at Oscuro to sparring matches, the numerous losses doing nothing to curb his esteem. Bizarrely enough, Turq couldn't care less what people think of him, only adhering to his own standards, and shrugging off insults as just "Vacuo greetings".</sub>

Appearance

<sub>Standing at 5'10" and weighing in at 164 lbs of lean all-white meat, Turq is, in his own opinion, completely perfect appearance wise. Narcissism aside, he would be described as attractive by most, with well-maintained self-grooming to thank for that. His brown and white hair is always haphazardly slicked back in just the right way to show at least some effort went into it. Physically, he has a good deal of muscle built up from both his life in Vacuo, and his experience at Oscuro Academy.

His casual attire usually consists of a cropped hooded jacket and shirt, and black pants that are easy to move around in. While the cropped clothes serve a purpose in that they allow his faunus tail to have comfortable room to breathe, its mostly so he can flaunt his musculature. His faunus heritage is very obvious, given that his tail reaches roughly down to the back of his knees when its folded up. When fully extended, his peacock tail reaches well over seven feet tall, a colorful array of feathers that even he describes as being "a little much". Hard to coordinate anything with a mess of green, blue, yellow, black, and circular patterns.</sub>

“Vacuo is a place all about surviving, but one thing that I've come to learn is that I don't survive. I live. How else do you think I have time to stay this good looking?”

| N a m e: |

Turq Beaufort

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

N/A

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

16

| Kingdom of Origin: |

Vacuo

| Race: |

Faunus (Peacock tail)

| History: |

To say that vacuo is an unkind place would be more than an understatement. You aren't meant to "live" in Vacuo at all; living off of whatever you can catch or grow, unironically calling sand a "spice" because its everywhere and in everything you eat, and the blistering heat all amount to one simple, universal truth.

This place fucking sucks.

And it is in this major suckage that a faunus and his family were born and survived. For better or for worse they survived, clinging to one another in the settlement of Feldspar settlement. At the tender age of 6 years old, the boy known as Turq would peer into the jaws of death as a decently big Blind Worm loomed over him after he'd tried to catch a gecko for a snack. Turq would later insist that it was over a hundred feet long, solely to make the statement: "My brother saved my life" have that much more meaning. A flash of gunfire and the flick of a blade and the definitely-not-hundred-foot-long-Blind Worm was ripped in two, the boy's older brother and trainee huntsman picking him up and running before more could arrive.

It was in that moment that Turq was certain of two things: He wanted to be a huntsman, and that his brother was the absolute coolest person in the world. He wanted nothing more than to be just like him, to be able to fight back against this terrible place they were born into, to fight tooth and nail in a way that only the strongest could, and to get to have such a flashy way of life. His brother was much like how Turq was now: flashy and full of himself, a vibrant figure that commanded attention, chagrin, rolled eyes, and maybe even the occasional "Woah". Turq's innocent mind lead him to believe that acting so bombastically was the embodiment of being a huntsman. After all, if you could only trust yourself in Vacuo, why shouldn't everyone act like a big deal if they can kill Grimm? It was as simple as 2+2 to Turq.

Life isn't that simple. Not ever. His brother would wind up in an accident during training that left him dead, and with no role model to look towards, Turq instead internalized everything about his big brother that he could. In essence, Turq became how he saw his brother. Flashy and arrogant. Cool and in control. Strong enough to live, and not just survive. With the "surviving" part kind of thrown out, Turq would go to Oscuro Academy to learn how to do that himself, graduating and finally making his way to Shade with more swagger in his step than his brother ever could have imagined.

Once he becomes a huntsman Turq has a very simple goal in mind: Live. Live as hard and as well as he possibly can for himself and his brother, and maybe even making Vacuo more "livable" than "survivable" with his efforts.

| Semblance: Geo(Ego)-centric |

Fittingly enough for a person that thinks the world revolves around them, Turq is capable of making physics behave exactly like that. His aura serves as a conduit, centering him as an anchor by which objects infused with small amounts of his aura will begin to float around. He can control the general size of the orbit to a range of 2ft-10ft assuming that it retains its circular shape.

Rather than constantly adhering to a perfectly spherical orbit however, Turq can displace the shape to form oblongish orbits that go a bit further, at the cost of having less width to the orbit. The closer Turq makes the orbit to his body, the faster he is capable of making objects spin. This is often used in conjunction with his boomerangs to make a high-speed barrier of blades spinning in a circle around him. The only one who can move the objects in orbit is Turq himself, meaning that even if his boomerangs are shot or hit, they will continue to spin around him as if they weren't pushed at all.

The limitations of this are that the more objects that he chooses to pick up, the faster it will drain his aura, and drastically decrease the speed the objects can rotate based on their combined mass. Basically, he can't just touch a boulder and make it float as if it weighed nothing around him at Mach 7. He also cannot use this on any living being with aura, and Grimm are generally too large for him to use it on them.

| Weapon and Fighting Style: |

Befitting his thrill seeking nature, Turq's weapon "Theme Song" resembles a pair of climber's picks that are connected by a long chain, forming into a weapon that is used in a similar manner to kusarigama. The chain can be retracted into the handles, retracting enough to let the handles connect to one another and attach to Turq's belt in a compact form. The turqoise colored handles feature slots that can fit crystalline dust that is fed along the blades, allowing for elemental usage on the battlefield. The pick blades are sturdy enough to dig into rock and support the weight of a few people, and sharp enough to dig deep without issue, making it great for recreation outside of slaying Grimm.

The ranged function of the weapon comes from the ability of the pick blades to be detached at the press of a button, and, with a proper flick of the wrist, they can be sent flying as a boomerang. Even if the blades can't return to Turq, the weapon is still usable due to the handles doubling as blunt instruments. The boomerangs will always return to Turq due to a pair of Gravity dust crystals being used on both ends of the chains and in the center of the boomerangs, ensuring that they don't just fly off a cliff to never be seen again.

Turq will commonly use this weapon in conjunction with his semblance, timing a boomerang throw to orbit around him in a speedy arc, while attacking with one remaining blade and blunted handle. He is best capable at fighting at mid-range, as his chain can only extend so far. While he is best at mid-range, he's no slouch at fighting up close and personal, often using the curled chain of the weapon to block attacks or to outright disarm his opponent. The boomerangs are also ineffective at extremely long range combat, making him incapable of dealing with snipers.

And, if all else fails, Turq is more than willing to grab his opponent with his chain and pummel them with his bare hands.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths

• Situational Awareness: Turq's weapon and personality make him observant of the conditions of both the battlefield and the ballroom.
• Enhanced Sight: Being an avian faunus, Turq's vision is far better than average.
• Stalwart Companion: Even though he's a narcissist, Turq is more than willing to pull his weight in a fight, and in helping out his teammates. Even if he'll make it sound like you're VERY lucky to have someone as great as him helping. What a greatgrating guy. Despite his eagerness for helping others, he strongly dislikes accepting help from others.
• Mental Anomaly: The sheer force of his narcissism means that by and large his mental fortitude is impossible to topple. At least, by others.

Weaknesses

• Mid-to-close: In a long-range fight, Turq is just about useless due to his boomerangs not covering as large a range as many other ranged weapons.
• 100% Smug: For all his pomp and posturing, Turq is strangely not liked by many people, making his egotistical posturing grating.
• Draining Semblance: The actual aura cost for Orbit is rather exponential, and as such cannot be maintained for long periods of time. As such, his blade barrier is often used sparingly, making it impossible for him to constantly have a line of defense up to deal with threats from any angle.
• Own Worst Critic: Turq is"You know you'll never be like your brother, right?"a little unsure if he really is "Why do you keep trying? Its disgusting." all that.

| Greatest Fear/Fatal Flaw: |

If there would be any sort of flaw that Turq would be hurt by, its his hubris and ego. He sincerely believes that he's stronger than just about anybody, and is liable to turn down help in an attempt to prove that he really IS as strong as he claims to be.

| Miscs : |

Turq's brother had a weapon that consisted of a long spear with a revolver's barrel and cylinder jutting out just below the head.

Does in fact use shampoo that smells like coconut.

Gecko cakes are his favorite food.

[The Irish Tree]

Berserker of the Abyss

Servant Character Sheet:

Class: Berserker of the Abyss
True Name: Jorōgumo
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Appearance:

Image

Original art by @a_hunyan on Twitter

Height: 178 cm/ 5'10"
Hair Color: Black with blue highlights
Eye Color: Brown

Personality: A spider seeks to entrap things and never let them escape. This is true even once a spider becomes close to humanity, as the yōkai Jorōgumo's very name means "Entangling Bride", and she's shown to be very clingy towards her master. In the event of being summoned by a female master, Berserker's personality is one that is very supportive and kindly, acting in a friendly manner that befits a friend. The problem arises from Berserker's obsession with men, and not in the carnal fashion. If Berserker is summoned by a man, it is unlikely one would ever get to know her personality before it became a fight for survival, as the Man-Eater aspect of her myth would manifest before her sanity caught up to it.

But thankfully we don't have to worry about that! As she is now, Berserker has an air of maturity to her, offering encouragement to her master and protecting them fiercely. The only way one can see her as being "evil" is in her man-eater nature and her sincere belief that enjoyment should be sought over moral justification. She wants to fight because it is fun for her, and she wants to aid her master because they find them amusing. Just...make sure not to leave her unattended without a command spell ruling her actions.

History: A long time ago, beside a waterfall, threads were thrown that ensnared a man's leg. His clever thinking spared his life, but many men were not so lucky before him. This is the tale of the Jorōgumo, a yōkai with the form of a beautiful woman hiding the hideous nature of its existence as a spider. While the Jorōgumo can be considered as being just a classification of yōkai, Berserker differs in the sense that she is specifically the Jorōgumo of Izu, Shizuoka, the Mistress of the Jōren Falls. While nameless, her title is one that was passed down in folklore again and again, and as such it was enough for the idea of the Jorōgumo to manifest as this servant.

While her myth is one steeped in bloodshed, Berserker is strangely sane as far as her class goes, capable of full communication with her master and others without problem, even proving amicable to the master that summons her. ...So long as it isn't a man, that is. Her nature as a man-eating beast would manifest if she were summoned by a man, and would have to be put down immediately to keep from trying to consume her master to the bone.

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Parameters
Strength: B Mana: C
Endurance: D Luck: A
Agility: A NP: B

Class Skills:
Madness Enhancement D: There can be no doubt that Berserker is a heroic spirit based on a monstrous being, but even so, it is difficult to discern exactly what part of her sanity has eroded. As such, the parameters gained from this skill are negligible, but the rank of the skill jumps to A+ during her Noble Phantasm's effect.

Personal Skills:
Poison Resistance: Berserker is completely immune to any form of poison, given their origin being that of a spider.

Congregation of Lesser Kin C: As an incredibly powerful spirit based upon a spider, the lesser kin of Berserker bend to her will and serve as her eyes and ears. This makes her primarily useful for scouting.

Elegant Bridal Trap A: In myth, Berserker wove intricate webs to ensnare men that would serve as her meals. Berserker is capable of expelling webbing from the spindly legs attached to her back, using all eight limbs to weave dangerous magical webs that are incredibly durable. They are also capable of floating on water or sinking at will, reflecting her origin of a water trapper.

Innocent Monster B: The tale of a yōkai devouring humans is nothing all that unusual, but the tale of the Jorōgumo is one that has been changed and rewritten, to the extent that the original meaning of her name has been changed as well. Between being a simple man-eater, to a misunderstood monster in need of love, Jorōgumo is a figure that has had her story torn apart and restructured to the extent that the heroic spirit that inherited her legend wound up being more human than the original yōkai.

Poison of Jōren Falls C: A spider kills by poison, slowly, inch by inch until their prey melts from the inside out. Berserker's poison melts not only the flesh, but the very will and soul of the target gradually. She is capable of spreading this poison through the air, though in a state that would only affect non-servants given the diluted dispersal of it.

Noble Phantasm:
Name: Clever Abyss: Forlorn and Honest Betrothal
Type: Anti-Unit
Rank: B
Description: To a being that lives for centuries, human lives are tantamount to insects in comparison. In myth, Berserker would lay in wait under the water and throw her strings out to fish for human beings, dragging them beneath. In others, Berserker's lover would come under the water to be with her forever. But the inescapable truth of her existence is that she is a being based on a spider.

This noble phantasm takes the form of a Bounded Field inscribed within a web, capable of being enacted through the work of countless spiders under Berserker's control, or through her own hand to increase the duration. When activated, the Bounded Field seals Berserker and her target in a finite space resembling a dark cave, without light and without exit. The only way out of the Field at this point is for Berserker herself to release it, to kill her to end the effect, or to die by her hand. While in this domain Berserker's form sheds its humanity to take on its half-spider lower half, significantly increasing her parameters under the condition of her sanity being lost to a beastial hunger.

Once the effect of the field ends, Berserker will revert to her human form after shedding her skin, her sanity returning along with it. If she so chose, she could also activate the Bounded Field with only herself as a target in order to hide her presence.

[The Irish Tree]

Archer of Cosmos

Servant Character Sheet:

Class: Archer
True Name: Hubble Space Telescope
Gender: Female
Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Appearance:

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Art by @teslonknife on twitter.

Height: 7'9"
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Gold

Personality: A lonely observer that is unaccustomed to being humanoid, Archer is a figure that, while initially seems cold, can be seen as being very doting in a stoic way. Much like a regular satellite, she prefers to remain at a moderate distance while observing those around her, often coming across as being a loner due to her inability to communicate effectively. Archer firmly believes in humanity, and is willing to do anything to protect it from the elimination of history. Her enthusiasm will mostly go silently along with her actions however, as the observer of an Archer believes that she herself isn't fit to converse casually with humanity.

History: Humankind cannot see the whole of the universe with just their eyes. Machines cannot function without orders from humanity. From the moment the Hubble Space Telescope was in orbit, its duty was being fulfilled and it was routinely maintained in order to view objects in the cosmos so far away that the naked eye could never perceive them, even if you were billions of lightyears closer to the objects. The Hubble Telescope, despite having nothing to do with magecraft, is a human achievement that was only possible through the usage of human genius and technology, with magic playing no part in mankind's new eye towards the stars beyond miscellaneous funding by magi along with non-magi investors.

As for why this inanimate object manifested as a humanoid heroic spirit, one can only imagine that it is because of it embodying the hope and dream humanity has in reaching out for the stars, and for the service it provided in revolutionizing astronomy as a science.

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Parameters:
Strength: E Mana: C
Endurance: A Luck: C
Agility: C NP: EX

Class Skills:
Independent Action C: The Hubble Space Telescope is capable of observing the cosmos without being manned, but required repair missions to be sent up to it. She can act independently for a limited time, but cannot function fully without her master.

Magic Resistance A: The cosmos is an unforgiving and treacherous place, wherein the laws of magic are less coherent. This erratic place is one wherein the Hubble telescope existed, resisting cosmic radiation and endless cold. Magecraft may not affect it whatsoever in most cases.

Personal Skills:
To Mankind's Starlit Future B: The act of observing the cosmos is one that is done to reach an understanding of something. Whether it be to search for other life, to catalog the passing of time on a cosmic scale, or to gaze out for curiosity's sake, the eyes of Archer are capable of seeing "beyond the boundary". In a way similar to clairvoyance Archer is capable of seeing things that are impossible for human limits. As long as there is a line that can be drawn between Archer and her object of interest, she can see it with perfect clarity.

Cosmic Truth B: Understanding objects from the beyond, gazed from billions of light years away was always the purpose of the Hubble Telescope. There isn't an object in space that can escape the scrutiny of Archer, as she is capable of even understanding the true form of cosmic horrors with her mechanical mind.

Sunlight in a Vacuum C: In the realm of Earth's orbit, there is no such thing as day and night at a certain altitude. The sunshine had beat upon Archer and became a constant companion to her, eventually culminating in this skill that blesses her when she is in the sunlight. Her parameters raise to gain a + in each so long as she is standing outside in an open area from 5:30 AM to 7:30 PM.

Sea of Stars A: Without the cosmos's mysteries, Archer would have no reason to exist. It is for this reason that she shows gratitude to the expansive sky that fathered her, and the human hands that engineered her birth. This gratitude is burned deep into the very soul of the mechanical servant, resulting in a potent force within her that is capable of shrouding others in an aura of cosmic empowerment. She can greatly increase the Endurance of servants in her vicinity, and supply them with Mana for their Noble Phantasms.

Noble Phantasm:
Name: Pillars of Creation: Observation of Cosmic Phenomenon
Type: Anti-Cosmos/Anti-Object
Rank: EX
Description: A shooting star is considered lucky by some, a sign of fortune that comes about randomly once in a lifetime. In the eyes of a cosmic observer, these infinite tiny signs of fortune are nothing more than raindrops against the black expanse. The Hubble Space Telescope was never a weapon, but there can be no doubt that it was capable of seeing asteroids collide with objects.

Manifesting within Archer's right arm, this Noble Phantasm is a tool capable of pulling cosmic objects from millions of miles away and "storing" them in Archer's arm. These projectiles are on average the size of a sling bullet, but are propelled from the cannon by extreme force, often decimating objects with a single decisive shot. Archer claims that she dislikes fighting, but if it is to save humanity, she is willing to let herself become a weapon. In the event of cosmic objects somehow being completely absent in a Singularity or space, there is a finite nebula-like gas within the cannon that can "generate" matter to use as ammunition.

The reason for this Noble Phantasm's EX ranking is its peculiar nature of being a "tool that pulls down the stars", indicating that it may be capable of countering a fair number of seemingly unbeatable Noble Phantasms, so long as they bear the condition of "using a star". It is a trump card that is heavily reliant on luck, and often can be seen working better at night.

[The Irish Tree]

ENTER USERNAME AND PASSWORD

ACCESS GRANTED

Subject Appearance

Subject Alias: Geist

Name: Simon Boone

Known Aliases: Geist

Identity Status: [Not publicly known]

Race: Human

Nationality: American

Gender: Male

Age: 62

Abilities:

Matter Phasing: Subject is capable of vibrating his molecules at a frequency capable of passing directly through all known forms of matter without issue, and can utilize this property on other objects he comes into contact with. Living things can also be affected, but this ability has an approximate weight limit equal to subject's weight multiplied by 26.

Objects or living things the subject brings with him can be "stuck" inside of other objects or living things with no damage done to either, and without Subject's intervention the matter will stabilize back to normal in ten minutes time.

Genius level intellect: Subject has developed his powers through overusage of technology he developed, and has willingly cooperated with the United States military in working on Project ||||||||

Background: Born in 1956, Simon Boone was born to a military family in Colorado, and lived a fairly standard life until graduating from UC Berkeley, at which point he began work on what he called the "Ghost Initiative": A secret military project designed to create Metahuman stealth operatives capable of infiltrating any top-level military base in the world. This was to be used to infiltrate high-level USSR facilities and steal classified information.

The project was abandoned as a colossal failure on the part of the U.S. Military, and funding was cut. Boone, however, would continue his work with his own money and on his own time, eventually perfecting his Particle Phase technology and using himself as the test subject. At which point he promptly fell through the crust of the Earth and falling "up" into Indonesia after regaining control of his mass.

With his experiment a success but the project abandoned, Simon Boone took on the alias "Geist" and worked as an independent agent during the fall of the USSR, claiming to have been a key reason as to why many countries defected before the Soviet block collapsed entirely. Afterwards, he would go on to fight crime in his home state of Colorado.

With the need for heroes more prevalent than ever after the Knull invasion, Simon Boone has now been contacted to work with the Prime Vanguard initiative.

Psychological Analysis: Subject has declined a psychiatric evaluation, leaving Dr. |||||||||||| worried about his mental state. Seems to be standoffish and suffering from a late mid-life crisis.

Known Rival: N/A

[The Irish Tree]

Cordelia Pelham

Appearance

Basics

Name: Cordelia Pelham
Sex: Female
Alignment: Lawful Balanced

History:

History

When a child sees a ghost, that’s generally a sign of something wrong, but the Pelham magus lineage had long since cultivated a fanatic obsession with spirits as not just a medium for their magecraft, but as spiritual guides that can allow one to reach the root. As such when their daughter described the face of a man she never could have met clawing at her window, her family was ecstatic rather than comforting. Trauma wasn’t something strange to mages growing up. The very backbone of modern magecraft requires broken people with ideals brow-beaten into them from a young age…and with the family’s magecraft already specializing in spiritual contact, Cordelia would be put through a veritable horror anthology of contacting spirits.

From lingering resentment at the Tower of London to her family’s ancestral tomb, the heiress of the Pelhams was exposed to so many ghosts that it became difficult to tell where the boundary of life and death lay in the first place. After all, spirits without many worldly regrets could be reincarnated through the root, but one that could see the volume of ghosts lingering in the world could only conclude that there were more regrets than joys in life for humans. The very idea of being around people began to terrify the girl even as she advanced into adulthood, proving a disappointment to her parent’s efforts to numb her to the death she saw in every corner she peeked at. Lingering vestiges of unsaid last words, spirits killed in cold blood that wander and wail on deaf ears…it was equal parts tragic and horrifying to the girl.

Proven a disappointment even with her pure eyes and with no way to transfer that power to another, she was left in the care of the only evocator capable of guiding her: Rufleus Nuada-Re Eulyphis. When the call came from Chaldea for users of magecraft, both the departments of Spiritual Evocation and Summoning would recommend the girl not only as a way to assist in Chaldea’s summoning system, but also to identify early problems with the system with how spirits congregated to the facility. …And also because, frankly, she’d need a break before she went insane.

Magecraft

Magic Circuits Quality: C
Magic Circuits Quantity: A+
Magical Affinity: Void
Attribute: Spiritual Evocation/Spirits

Minor Magecraft

• Rituals of Spiritual Evocation: There are countless lingering vestiges in this world. Ghosts, wraiths, spirits, any can be summoned with enough time and the proper methods…which are all thankfully contained with Euphonia Onyx. Usable virtually infinitely with proper reagents.
• Exorcism Rites: From her experience under Lord Eulyphis Cordelia has learned to exorcise a fair number of weak spirits, allowing her to clear an area of spiritual poisoning. Usable 4 times per Singularity.

Major Magecraft

• Pure Eyes of Spirit: A destined and formulated set of karmic eyes passed to Cordelia through years of effort on her ancestors part, allowing her to see the “Spiritual Remnants” of things without need of spells, extrasensory capabilities, or exorcism rites. While this ability is fairly powerful and allows one to see Servants even in their spirit forms, it cannot be turned off. In places with a large amount of death associated with it, the user can easily be overwhelmed by ghosts completely filling their sightline. Spiritually pure beings are also discernible to her eyes, though since she has never seen one herself she’d have no idea what they were.
• Paleozoic Protoplasm: Cordelia’s favorite ritual to conjure spirits, reaching into the realm of the absurd in its ability to pull the very souls of primordial cellular organisms and stimulate their growth with her mana as a major source. These beings are virtually indestructible by standard physical damage, and with their completely primitive mindset she is capable of commanding and staving the regrets of beings who’s entire desire in life was to “eat and divide''. Since the latter is impossible, letting them “consume” something even as small as a mouse would satiate their desire. While she is capable of summoning more powerful vestiges, she prefers these because she thinks they are “cute and dumb”. Usable 8 times a Singularity with each summon lasting roughly 30 minutes.
• Necro-Stitch: Seeing the spiritual remnants of things allows Cordelia to “tie together” the feelings of things to herself. This allows her to experience what a spirit has seen or sees right now even over a vast distance, but due to the mental strain she is only capable of maintaining this connection for one hour. Usable 3 times a Singularity.

Primary Mystic Code

”Euphonia Onyx”

A mystic code in the shape of a long fluted instrument, designed to house a multitude of ritual circles in individual “discs” with bored holes to allow sound to pass through.

Non-Magecraft Abilities/Items

• Musical Talent: One of the most basic pleasures afforded to her outside of her training was allowing her to express herself through music.

Samson

Appearance

Basics

Class: Berserker
True Name: Samson
Master: Cordelia Pelham
Sex: Male
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Attribute: Heaven

History:

History

He who was heralded as the last judge of the Israelites mentioned in the Book of Judges. A legendary man recorded in Hebrew and Christian tradition as he who slayed the Philistines and sacrificed himself to shatter the religious power of Dagon. The man who is as close to being born as a Berserker as one could have ever been in life. That is Samson, the man without peer in regards to strength and who's feat of killing 1000 men with just an animal's jaw bone should have cemented him in the throne on killing prowess alone.

Where Samson in the Book of Judges was a pious man who fought for revenge and was betrayed in love, this Samson seems to be more of a jaded old man who enjoys a good drink and telling life stories that have little application. An arrogant man who would tell someone his weakness after they've proven untrustworthy, Samson is a man who was sure of himself until his fate was sealed, and piously devoted his life as a slave to the only God he respected to regain his strength.

Parameters

Strength A-EX
Agility C
Endurance A
Mana D
Luck E
Noble Phantasm C

Class Skills

Madness Enhancement Rank E:
“Huh? Yeah its Rank E, this was just how I was in life!”

Personal Skills

• Vows of the Nazirite Rank C: “So, I can’t touch the dead, can’t drink wine, and can’t cut my hair…but hey, you modern folk solved that problem! There’s non-grape booze EVERYWHERE!”
  The vows that give Samson his tremendous strength, following the ancient traditions of hebrewism. While these vows are typically upheld for a certain amount of time, Samson was born a Nazirite and followed his oaths until his betrayal by Delilah. These oaths include abstaining from anything made of grapes such as wine, never cutting one’s hair, and to never become impure by contact with corpses or graves. Had Samson died without breaking one of these vows he would be nigh unstoppable as a Servant, but the breaking of the vows linger even into his spiritual core. Decreases every time a vow is broken to a minimum of Rank E, where all of Samson’s parameters would drop to the same rank.
• Aptitude for Slaughter Rank A: “They were in my way, so I killed them. They were Philistines, and I was okay with them until…”
  Samson is most noted for his feat of slaying 1000 man with the jawbone of a donkey in revenge for his wife’s murder. Samson, who was fated to deliver the Nazirites from the Philistines, was a man blessed by God to kill everyone he needed to.
• Destruction of the Temple of Dagon: “I’ve heard that a lot of people have debated on if I pushed or pulled the pillars apart. I didn’t do either. I tore them apart.”
  The final feat of Samson’s strength after his vows had been broken. The proof that God had not abandoned him was in how his strength returned, grasped to pillars, and brought the entire temple crashing down around him after being enslaved. This feat cemented that Samson will always be “stronger” than what he is facing, his Strength Parameter automatically adjusting in magnitude to whatever target he is facing. In terms of raw physical power, Samson cannot be bested even by the divine.

Noble Phantasm

[Rank C]

Promise to Heaven: Locks of Samson
”I am sweeter than honey. I am stronger than a lion. I have done what they did to me. God, forgive my sins, for once more I slay for myself.”
Anti-Self
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Samson was blessed due to following his vows, his long hair serving as a symbol of his devotion and providing him with strength. When this Noble Phantasm is invoked, Samson’s hair shines with divine light, greatly increasing his physical resilience while affording him a temporary Divine attribute bonus of C.