[CHAR] Into the Land of Twilight

[Mas Bagus]

The Gray Flame

Strange guy

𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘐𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

Name : █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ The Gray Flame
Species : Elf
Gender : Male
Age : 255
Place of Birth : █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
Date of Birth : █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
Affilation : Varenheim Sentinel (Retired)
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The Cloudsong
Adventurers' Guild

𝘗𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴

Height : 188cm
Weight : 76kg
Build : Athletic
Eyes : Blue
Hair : Silver
Skin Tone : Fair

𝘗𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘌𝘹𝘢𝘮

Physical Strength : Standard
Mobility : Standard
Physiological Endurance : Excellent
Tactical Acument : Excellent
Combat Skill : Excellent
Arcane Capability : Outstanding
Mana Pool Type : Wellspring

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦

Real name unknown, place of birth unknown, rumored to be affiliated with the Varenheim Government, all you can find after digging for information about him is a veteran who had retired from Varenheim special forces a century ago.
A man with a certain degree of fame in the Adventurers community, it is confirmed that he is one of the few people who have wandered into The Land of Twilight and returned on multiple occasions.

Save for the unnervingly simple white mask, the Gray Flame is an ordinary-looking elven man with white hair and fair skin. His general attire consists of dark green trousers with a brown vest, white shirt, and leather belts. He wears combat boots and a grey traveling cloak with a hood.

The Gray Flame was one of the first persons Vesemir Barandir hired for his whimsical adventure. Recommended by the head of the Alkautsar Branch, the Gray Flame is not only a reputable adventurer with myriads of experience regarding The Land of Twilight, but he has also proven to be very attentive and patient with the old archeologist's ramblings.

𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴

-Proficiency with bow and sword(passive)
The Gray Flame is an experienced combatant for both close encounters and ranged skirmishes.

-Deep theoretical understanding of Fire magic (passive)
Besides granting exactly what it says on the tin, the mastery grants the Gray Flame natural resistance against fire-based magic and prevents him from taking damage from his own spells. Additionally, the understanding allows him to gradually suppress the flow of fire-based magic of a person and object he touches.

-Powershot
Imbues a single arrow with arcane power, allowing it to be shot with great velocity and power.
Armor Piercing. The Gray Flame has to have his bow equipped to use this ability. Has 1 turn cooldown

-Vermillion Sunrise
Channels into and coats his sword with Fire Magic. The Gray Flame can launch up to four waves of flame from his sword and grants additional bonus damage to his melee attack. It has 2 turns cooldown. The Gray Flame has to have his sword equipped to use this ability

-Arcane Shield
Applies a translucent fire-resistant barrier on the friendly unit he touches, granting them the same protections he enjoys from his second passive. Lasts 3 turns, and can apply to up to 2 targets. Has 3 turns cooldown.

-Star Shower
Bombards the area in 50 meters around The Gray Flame with fiery crystalline shards from the sky. The spell lasts for 2 turns. The falling crystals can be avoided by taking shelter under a solid object or with a very strong shield. Has 3 days of cooldown.

𝘌𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵

-Longbow
Ordinary longbow made of hickory wood.
-Double-Edged longsword
An Eastern Jian sword with a slightly elongated handle and thicker blade. Sheathed in a white leather sheath.
-A quiver containing 25 arrows
-Medium-sized backpack
-A silver compass
-A white mask.
Adorned with nothing, nor symbolize anything other than a piece of protective gear to hide one's identity.

[Mas Bagus]

Reserved for my other character

The Restaurant Owner

TBA

[A5G]

The Definitely Not Suspicious Knight-Errant

Name: Sir Engelbert the Fearless (allegedly)

Species: Human (probably)

Age: 60 (at least)

Gender: Male (self-proclaimed)

Appearance: Clad in a set of metal armor that he never seems to remove, the knight-errant nevertheless evoke the image of a well-built man of above average height from the way he stomps around in all that steel without any issue.

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Bio: A wandering knight of relatively stellar repute, the few that personally interact with Engelbert find him a jolly pleasant companion to have around - odd quirks notwithstanding, like never parting with his armor. Whether the habit is an eccentric quirk, an unavoidable circumstances, or something more sinister, it is hard to tell. Engelbert himself isn't shedding any light in that matter. While his presence is sporadic and no one quite knows where did he come from or where did he go, he often finds himself embroiled in adventures worthy of at least a few months of increasingly embellished retelling in the local community.

Finding himself within the border of Varenheim, it doesn't take long for Engelbert to find the best source of adventure. An exploratory trip to the ancient elven capital from the previous age! There is no way he could say no to that now, could he?

...or at least, that's what he told the archaeologist Vesemir, which sees no issue with the statement. He do have some reputation, after all.

Passives:
Juggernaut: A physically stellar speciment, Engelbert's strength is quite a bit higher than what is estimated of his size and built while having seemingly boundless stamina to works with. Certainly beyond a regular human's limit.

Mental Fortress: Effects that misdirect the mind have trouble getting hold onto Engelbert, whether it is mundane or magical.

Spells:
Sixth Sense: Turns Engelbert hyper-aware of his immediate surrounding, making it near impossible to sneak up on him. This senses seems to be more atttuned toward living creatures and things that contain mana, and consequently can be blinded in a mana-dense environment (or inside the belly of a giant beast, dont ask how he knows).

Titanic Bulwark: Massive set of alloyed armor that, by itself, is quite a significant barrier against harm. That is before the creator starts layering enchantment after enchantment on it, to deteriorate external spells that brushes against the surface while also boosting the natural durability to an entirely new level while keeping itself in pristine state at all times. The side effect of obsfucating against most investigative spell is definitely a happy little coincidence.

Scharfrichter: A masterpiece of a greatsword with a decently flexible yet extremely durable blade, possessing unnaturally high density that made it effective tool for both slashing and bludgeoning. A simple enchantment keeps the blade keen and the rust and dirt away. The namesake comes from the executioner swords, who share some similar characteristic to this one.

[Redated]: I wonder what could this be?

Mundane Skills: Sword mastery, weapon expert, hand to hand combat, household chores, horsemanship.

Equipment: Daily necessities (preserved rations, tin pot, medical supply, knapping, change of clothes, tent etc.), a belt of potions, full set of armor, a snazzy coat, zweihander, a dagger.

[Valkon]

Sten Rezello

Name: Rezello Fulsteel-Ashton

Species: Human

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Appearance: Rezello stands at a height of 6'6", or roughly 198 cm.

Black Knight of Scheel

Bio: Rezello was born in the city of Scheel, along the southern edge of the Leize river in the northern frontier of Westernant. The second son of one of the families within the Fulsteel lineage of House Ashton, Rezello was chosen as a child to be trained as a knight of the Sten Corps - a tradition within House Ashton that would have fallen upon his elder brother, had he not been a sickly child incapable of taking on that responsibility.

Through their childhood and into their teenage years, Rezello and twelve other sons of House Ashton endured rigorous physical training and education, preparing them for the duty of guarding the city against threats both known and potential; the former from the untamed wilderness to the south, and the latter from the tainted lands to the north, across the waters of the river that it had been built along.

On the eve of his seventeenth birthday, Rezello and the other knights-in-training were armed and sent into the wilderness to prove their capabilities. Each was tasked with hunting and slaying a great beast before returning with a trophy from its carcass to prove their victory; within the span of a week, Rezello tracked and defeated his target, a giant boar. Returning to the outskirts of the city, he reunited with three other trainees who had completed their mission, awaiting the return of the others.

Once the thirteen were all together again, they headed into the city with their trophies, only to find it seemingly abandoned. Leaving behind the proof of their hunt, they searched Scheel for an indication of where their people had gone, but found nothing. Everything seemed to point to a single conclusion: at some point, while they were outside the city, everyone had simply vanished.

The eldest among them, the first to have returned from his hunt and de-facto leader of the thirteen, was the first to speak, declaring that without people to defend, the Sten Corps had no purpose. They had all earned their knighthood for naught, and on his authority he disbanded their order. Taking up his sword, he left the city, heading south. The remaining twelve soon followed suit, each going their separate ways.

Rezello, dissatisfied with merely abandoning the city to its fate, set out in an attempt to find answers; if none could be found within Scheel, he would simply have to find them elsewhere. There had to have been a time when something at least similar had happened somewhere else, he just had to find a record or sign of it.

Early in his newfound quest, while searching ruins not far from Scheel, he discovered a broken mask within the top floor of an abandoned wizard's tower. Holding it up in the limited light that shone through the tower's window-slits, he suddenly felt compelled to don it; upon returning to his senses, he found it fused to his face. With it came a newfound sense of power, along with a voice he did not recognize; it, however, claimed to recognize him.

Ten years have passed since Rezello first set out on his journey, and though he has learned much in his pursuit of knowledge, the answers he truly seeks continue to elude him. With his list of potential leads growing thin, he could not help himself when he learned of Vesemir Barandir's planned journey to Nuria. He set out to join the expedition immediately, refusing to let what may be his sole opportunity to pursue answers in the Land of Twilight slip by.

Passives:
Steeled Blood: The men and women of the Fulsteel lineage inherited the tall stature and robust physique of their progenitor, warrior adventurer Redmond Ashton, granting them enhanced strength and endurance.

Heavy Weapons Specialist: Though trained in all manner of weapons as part of his knighthood, Rezello is especially adept with large two-handed weapons such as halberds, warhammers, and greatswords that make the most of his strength.

Spells:
Armory: Grants access to a small pocket dimension, allowing Rezello to swap out between different weapons he has collected. Only mundane weapons can be used with this spell; those that have been enchanted, made using magic materials, divinely forged, or otherwise enhanced beyond purely physical means cannot be stored.

Electric Shell: Emits a surge of lightning magic through the metal in Rezello's armor and weapons, electrifying those in contact with him or struck by his melee attacks. Consumes magic energy slowly while idle and rapidly while affecting a target. Ineffective if the target does not normally conduct electricity.

Hold Ground: Channels earth magic through Rezello's legs and into the ground beneath, anchoring him in place and bracing his body against attempts to move him. Energy consumption is proportional to the amount of force resisted.

Conjure Sparks: Produces a small flame, too weak to be used offensively but capable of igniting flammable objects, maintaining warmth, or providing light. Rezello can choose which of these three properties produced sparks have, the color of the flame changing depending on which are chosen. Multiple sparks can be combined to increase the size of the flame, but not its power.

Mundane Skills:
Survivalist: At a bare minimum, basic survival skills were expected of all members of the Sten Corps, as defending the city often required them to track beasts and monstrosities through the untamed forests that lie beyond its borders.

Equipment Maintenance: Though the Sten Corps styled itself as a proper order of knights, and were recognized as such within Scheel, in truth they were little more than particularly well-equipped guards. Without elements such as the page and the squire to perform tasks like maintaining equipment, it fell upon the knights to do so, either by hiring servants or learning to do it themselves. Rezello chose the latter.

Equipment:
Fulsteel Spadone: A long, thin two-handed sword. Forged in Scheel as a token of his entry into knighthood from a steel alloy denser than those typically used in swordsmithing. Rezello's preferred weapon.

Weapons of the Armory: Rezello's Armory spell currently contains a messer, a pair of long daggers, a pollaxe, a bec de corbin, and a morningstar.

Sten Corps Armor: Blackened armor, consisting of a mix of plate and mail; pauldrons, gauntlets, half-plate rerebraces and greaves protect the limbs, while the torso is covered by a gambeson, hauberk and green-clothed brigandine. A helmet would also normally be worn, but does not fit over Rezello's mask.

Mask of the Tower: A cursed mask of unusual design, fused to Rezello's face. Rigid, with a leathery texture; the jaw is articulated and can move with Rezello's mouth. A spirit trapped within grants him his magic abilities and claims to be familiar with the Ashton bloodline.

[Conscripts]

Tillius Battakka

Name: Tillius Battakka

Species: Orc

Age: 57

Gender: Male

Appearance: Tillius is 7'1", or 216 cm, and weighs 260 lbs, or 118 kg.

[+]

Bio:

Little is recorded of Tillius's early life, aside from the fact that he was born a commoner in Westernant, and that his ancestors offered servitude in exchange citizenship in the kingdom. However, Tillius proved himself to be too rowdy for a servant's life, and was sent to serve in the Westernant army when he became of age so that the warrior's life would knock him down a peg, and it did. It took a while, but eventually he learned to be a subservient if not stoic soldier. He went on to serve for a long 20 years, going from a foot soldier to a low-ranking officer, with most of his later careers were putting down rebellions in Westernant.

Due to a combination of lack of noble blood and personal disinterest, Tillius never really proceeded beyond that, and when the time was up in the army, he was let go voluntarily. But while he indeed went from an angry rebel into a disciplined and competent soldier, the army life never left him. Having known nothing but fighting and soldiering, he struggled to settle back into his peaceful life, always finding it to be lacking in meaning. He found himself bouncing between jobs like fighting instructor, quartermaster or guardsman for nobles, often quitting one reason or another. When he heard if the opportunity to travel to the forgotten lands by Vesemir Barandir, it didn't take long for him to sign up. It was lucrative, and perhaps the thrilling adventure was something he needed in his life.

Passives:

Superior Strength: Tillius is quite strong even compared to other orcs, and his lengthy service as a soldier meant he could endure plenty of adversities thrown at him.

Skilled swordsman: He might not be flashy with his movement, but he knows how to handle his shortsword in conjunction with his shield.

Intimidating: A large orc with superior strength, in armor, skilled and often dead silent in combat. It's not easy to keep your nerves fighting an opponent like that. Has a chance to decrease melee attack power against him.

Active Skills:

Orc Rage: Once an orc, still an orc. He can channel his mana to increase his combat strength and speed for a period of time. Will drain his stamina really fast, however, so should only be used periodically to tip the balance of combat.

Adrenaline Rush: Convert mana to extra adrenaline, allowing him to feel less pain. Does not prevent him from taking damage, but rather to suffer less penalty when wounded.

Javelin Throw: Can use one of his two javelins carried with him as a projectile. Not always accurate. Damage is dependent on the quality of the javelin. His normal wooden one can pierce mail armor and has a chance to splinter, but shields and plate armor can resist them. Can only use it twice unless a javelin is retrieved, needs a moment to prepare and needs a free hand, so cannot wield both shield and sword at the same time.

Mundane Skills:

Survivalist: Being a soldier means being able to survive in the wilderness on campaign, foraging food, making clean water, creating fire, etc.

Passable cook: Edible, won't poison you.

Builder and Hauler: Having superior strength means people rely on you a lot for carrying things. He was a favorite in the army when it comes to building camps, so he has quite some experience doing that.

Equipment:

Shortsword: His primary weapon, a large but short Gladius sword, made of high quality steel and well-crafted.

Heavy shield: A large rectangular metallic shield that is large enough to cover most of his body. Is tailor-made for his strength to be used with one hand, very sluggish if used by others.

Body Armor: Metallic laminar armour with shoulder guards, breastplate and backplate, worn over black leather. He also wears helmet with neck guards, cheek guards and black plume.

Javelins x2: Made of wood, a throwaway weapon carried on the back of the shield, but can be used as secondary weapon in case he lost the sword.

[Randomguy]

Carnatia de Luson

Name: Carnatia de Luson

Species: Human

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Expression Sheet

Bio:

The third child of a ducal noble family from Westernant famous for producing knights, Carnatia was born without the necessary physique and skills for the martially oriented family, making her a black sheep of the family of sorts…at least until she got it in her head to secretly start using magic to enhance her performance. She started winning tourneys and gaining recognition…until she was caught at one of the tourneys and was eventually exiled for bringing shame upon the family.

Being too used to a life of luxury, Carnatia has had it hard at first, having either irresponsibly spent or swindled off most of the money her elder brother secretly gave her. Eventually, a passing monk took pity on her and took her under his tutelage. After determining that Carnatia can at least survive on her own, the monk continues his journey, occasionally sending letters to Carnatia.

With her only other skills aside from statecraft being fighting, Carnatia became an adventurer, selling her services to various clients—some discreetly introduced to her by her elder brother, unbeknown to their family—with her Golden Prerogative skill, one would think Carnatia would be rich by now…and she would be if she had saved up the money instead of using it to support a luxurious lifestyle. It’s not a matter of status to Carnatia, but as a former noble of high status, she had simply gotten too used to a luxurious lifestyle to do without. She’s trying her best to be more ‘down to earth’ but alas, one glimpse at her and most would definitely think ‘Ah, noble’.

Vesemir Barandir is but the newest client introduced to her by her elder brother. With the huge reward, the hope is that Carnatia can use it to buy a piece of land and perhaps open a business, leading to a more stable—and sustainable—lifestyle.

Passives:

Golden Prerogative
A skill somewhat common among the nobility. Some say it is proof of a noble’s Divine Right to rule, other say it is merely a passive skill cultivated by noble families. Allows its possessor to have a better chance of stumbling upon valuables and getting a better price.

Prescient Defense
A skill obtained due to Carnatia’s seamless blending of magic and swordsmanship. A form of arcane divination that allows one glimpses of attacks made by their opponents, therefore allowing one to dodge or counter if their body can keep up.

Spells:

Arcane Enhancement
Magic that supernaturally enhances Carnatia’s weapon, allowing it to be sharper and strike faster. Carnatia can also use it to wreathe the blade in flames, though at an increased mana cost.

Zen Focus
A skill learned from her monk master that allows Carnatia to hone her mind to seek that one vital spot of her opponent, allowing for a single ‘critical strike’.

Mirror Image
Illusion magic that creates eight copies of Carnatia to confound enemies. The copies are incorporeal and will and thus cannot harm enemies, but are otherwise indistinguishable until they are attacked, after which they will disappear after one strike.

Dispelling Strike
A spell wreathed through Carnatia’s weapon to ‘cut down’ a magical construct. The blade itself needs to physically touch the spell—or things affected by the spell—to dispel it. The amount of slashes required to cut down the construct depends on the strength and complexity of its arcane component. Outside of combat, this spell can be used as a channelling spell that can thoroughly dismantle magical enchantment.

Mundane Skills:

Through her education as a former noble, Carnatia is adept at various aspects of statecraft, such as diplomacy, knowledge of laws, fief management, and so on. Of course, basic life skills for commoners such as cooking, sewing, and cleaning are…adequate at best.

Equipment:

Rapier, well-decorated light armour, a courtier’s outfit with jewellery, an adventurer bag with various assortments of tools, and an expensive enchanted tea set able to store and brew various flavours of tea.

A cursed dagger retrieved from the vault

Other:

Duties and Obligations were what had been taught to Carnatia since she was young, and it stuck until now. However, for her, what those duties and obligations are... depends on one's circumstances and position. As a noble of House de Luson, she would never take advantage of her subject for her duty and obligation is to take care of the realm. She didn't do it out of an inherent desire for benevolence, rather to Carnatia, being a noble is an occupation with a social contract of making sure their subjects are taken care of, and in return, they are afforded wealth and respect.

To her, nobles who shirk their duties to their subject do not deserve an iota of their wealth nor respect given to them. Now that she's been exiled, however, those are no longer her obligations and duties. She won't take advantage of a person simply because she can, but as long as it's within the bounds of the laws of the land and she is in great need, (because the law had to be respected so everyone can live in a civilized society) she has no qualms to 'taking advantage' of the law, rather than upholding the spirit of said law.

She also doesn't particularly care to stop injustice if it doesn't concern her because that's not her duty and obligation anymore. She will, however, ensure to do her best when hired and abide by the rules of the contracts honestly and never entertain betraying her client even when offered higher pay, because to her those are the duties and obligations of an adventurer for hire.

While no longer part of a Ducal’s Household, Carnatia has grown too used to luxury that more often than not she ended up paying more than she probably needed to for that extra luxury. For example, Carnatia can only drink alcohol of the high-quality ones, in particular high-quality wine. On her days off, Carnatia enjoys relaxing on a bed with a book, or practising with her rapier if she's in the mood for more physical activities.

[Visyn]

NOTE: Player resigned. Consent given to the GM to do whatever they wish with the character.

Roxas

Name: Roxas

Species: Elf

Age: 173

Gender: Female

Outfit: Usually wears trousers, tunic, belt and capelet for easier travel. Accessories include a simple silver circlet with a ruby teardop.

Passives:

• Longbow: Has been trained to create, and shoot her own longbow; is considered a marksmen with it.
• Shortsword: Knows how to wield and properly care for a shortsword.
• Master Archer: has the innate ability to shoot her bow with precision with over 100 years under her belt.
• Avians: Has an natural affinity to befriend most birds.

Spells: mana pool is container. her magic is a silvery color.

• Renew: A spell of light to heal minor and major injuries. It takes few seconds to cast and heals near instant. 5 per 4 turn cooldown. Maximum effected: Touch Range. Mana: 1-10% per minor use; 15-30% per major use.
• Immobile Barrier: A spell to create a dome from Roxas in a 30ft radius for defensive means. It depletes mana fast, so used as a last resort or in dire circumstances. Impervious to attacks that cause physical damage. 1 per day. Maximum affected: inside barrier. Cost is immediate current 50% mana and 5% depletion per minute active. Conditional: Infused Wood Carving.
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• Blessed Nova: A zone that expands from her person and causes harm to anyone that isn't her allies. The damage are gashes that appear on their body depending on how long they stay within the zone. 2 per 5 turn cooldown. Range; 30-60 radius circle. Maximum effected: Any within zone. 15% man per use. Limit: 3 minutes. Conditional: Infused Wood Carving.

Mundane Skills:

• Cooking: Can cook most elven and human dishes. Food is described as better than most.
• Medical: Knowns some basic medical procedures like wrapping up wounds or even sewing them up if needed. Can create basic salves to help with pain.
• Survival: Has most survival skills; building a fire, a small hut, tracking, figuring out North, etc.
• Wood Carving: Can carve most mundane items and most animals into little wooden figures. As well as bows and most instruments.

Equipment:

• Longbow: her own creation, well loved. A beautiful white wood with carved intricacies. Arrows for said bow are either created or bought.
• Quiver: Her quiver is a darker genuine leather, that rests at her hip and holds her arrows, has a few inner sections to keep certain arrows away from each other; poison, radiant, etc.
• Shortsword: bought it from a vendor; it is high quality steel and expertly made. It usually sits at the small or her back.
• Charm: A charm that dangles from her quiver. It allows her to pull ambient energy to use for her spells.
• Bag: carries a small pack that holds all her every day travel items; rations, tools, medical items, etc. Carries an dagger incase her shortsword is no longer a means.

Bio:
Roxas lived in Alkaustar until she turned around 100. After that, she grew a little tired of the mundane and repetitive life. She wanted to see more of the world. She wandered around, until she saw Vesemir Barandir's pamphlet. Into the Land of the Twilight, the land that once belonged to her people. She didn't know exactly her elven creation, but she knew it was.. big. Perhaps going to Nuria will tell her more about her heritage. Her curiosity became piqued and she made her way to where recruits for the journey would gather.

Other: Finds peace in music; as thus, she leaned to play the flute; to the degree of making her own to play.

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[Soldat Elf]

Nanashi

Name: Nanashi
Species: Human
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: A handsome Nippon man with a man bun hairstyle. He is 5'5 foot tall wearing same outfit with Wolf in Sekiro Game but it's more on darker blue than a bright orange and with no prosthetic arm. Also wearing a mouth mask with an oni mouth design.

Hider

Bio:

Nanashi wasn’t quite sure where he came from. He had a name once, a place he once called home. He might have had parents. Friends even. But ultimately, whatever these memories he once had didn’t matter. For a time, all he could remember is being alone, with nowhere to actually call home. Wandering from town to town, barely getting by. He was often sneered at by others, a lowly child begging for food. They looked at him with disgust, barely trusting the boy to hang around their sight.

The next clear memory he had was of a kind stranger One of those few and far between who saved him from attack of hostile wildlife while on the road. She was dressed in dark clothing, tight to her figure, a mask and her hair tied beneath an equally dark cloth. She was clearly hiding, so why she came to his rescue and potentially exposing herself was unknown. Regardless, the boy was grateful. It was there he started donning the name Nanashi. At least that is what the woman called him when he hadn’t a name to give.

For a time, they stayed together. The woman initially went to leave, but when she did so, Nanashi followed. Despite his lack of experience, he surprised the woman by managing to keep up with her. What he lacked in skill he made up for in potential. After doing this enough times, the woman gave up, and allowed Nanashi to travel with her, taking him in as an apprentice. There she told the boy her name was Shu.

The following decade, Nanashi trained with Shu. They were always on the move. It never bothered Nanashi, since he had been traveling his entire life whether voluntarily or not. Shu trained Nanashi to take care of himself, defend himself, and to not require the charity of others again. That potential Shu saw when Nanashi first wouldn’t leave her alone blossomed into formidable skill.

Slowly Shu revealed details of her life. First was that her name was really Eiko. Then it was revealed that the reason she ran was to avoid assassins sent after her. For a time, she lived in Nippon, becoming a warrior there. She served several generations of a noble family. But her notoriety made it that much more difficult to leave. She grew increasingly displeased with the way those noble families ran the lands. She was punished for being vocal, so one day she turned on the family and fled Nippon. In some ways she was responsible for the power that family amassed and even decades later it showed. The family still sent skilled assassins to track Eiko down and kill her for her transgressions. She spoke of a land from the place of her birth. A lush land of unknown promise since it was last dealt with divine retribution. She was tired of running. In one way, she saw that land as a potential haven against the assassins, a land unknown even to most of the citizens of country it laid. The other was fascination. Always on the run, always dealing with the same threats. Perhaps it was time for her to finally find something new, something not tied to her past decisions in a country that no longer saw her as one of their own.

Sadly, despite the decades of evading the ever persistent retaliation from Nippon, both Eiko and Nanashi were confronted by some of these assassins. Eiko was able to deal with them before, but over time, it became more difficult as these assassins were coming evermore skilled, matching even her. Even with Nanashi at her side, Eiko was unable to escape these assassins. Blood was spilled on both sides, and eventually Eiko won out once again. However, it was not without cost. Eiko was mortally wounded. She lay bleeding, barely conscious. Despite Nanashi’s best efforts, he was not able to stop the bleeding, nor were they anywhere near anyone who could help. She passed in his Nanashi’s arms.

Saddened by the loss of the only person who had shown him kindness, Nanashi wept for the first and last time from mere sorrow. He built a pyre, said few words, and when the smoldering stopped he collected the ashes. He commissioned an urn the next town he entered. He continued his journey across the mainland towards this land of twilight he heard Eiko speak of multiple time. He knew nothing about this land, which was about as much as Eiko knew herself. But he saw it fitting for it to be her last resting place.

(Eiko's appearance has a resemblance of the PC Elf Healer.)

Passive:
Ninjutsu: Increase hit rate when using single-edged swords, poled weapons, and one-handed blunt weapons. Grants a 50% chance to parry an incoming attack
Feather step: light footed, fast runner with lessen sound and high jumper.
Parkour: shinobi knows how to climb walls and perform parkours on the obstacles.

Active:
Ki (Toggle skill): also know ki-sensing can be used as an additional sense to predict attacks and others' movements and spells. It can even locate invisible people.
Perfect counter (Toggle skill): Make a stance to parry an incoming attack and perform a swift counter-attack. Deals critical damage when returning melee attacks. Ranged attacks are returned with 50% accuracy and can only be returned to up to 20 meters
Shukuchi (Active Technique): Swiftly dash toward a fixated single target enemy, increase hit rate, and anticipate incoming attacks. Can only be used once per turn, upon killing an opponent, the skill will be reset. Can be disabled by entanglement, can be slowed by slow debuff, and has a 10m range.
Kairiki Ranshin (Ultimate): Release demonic aura(Shura) to greatly boost attack power and movement speed, dispelling all buffs and debuffs, increasing his tolerance to pain, and nullifying any healing effect cast on him.

Mundane Skills: (To be shared ingame progression.)

Equipment:
Blessed Shinobigatana: A Nippon blade that used by shinobis/ninjas. It was blessed to prevent dull, cut and pierce harder.
Umbrella fan: A fan that can turn into a shield that deflects melee attacks.
Shuriken: Throwable stars that used by samurais and ninjas. (8x)
Arm grappling hook: A concealed device that attach on his left arm to grapple obstacles.

[Izurich]

NOTE: Player resigned. Consent given to the GM to do whatever they wish with the character.

Evelyn Theophania Konstantin

EVELYN THEOPHANIA KONSTANTIN

Patrician Prodigy

Theme

NICKNAMES:

Eve, Lady Konstantin, Young Mistress Evelyn

AGE:

12

GENDER:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Visual References

Standing Profile

Standing at 144cm (4'9"), Evelyn is a human girl on the cusp of adolescence. With waist-length deep carmine locks framing a pair of bright amethyst eyes, one will be justified to assume that the patrician will one day grow into an extraordinarily fair lady within the next decade, a maiden who will turn heads simply by walking into the room. Born into the lap of luxury as the youngest daughter of the Consul of Helvetia, Evelyn is often clad in the finest apparel that money can buy then meticulously crafted by curated tailors. Furthermore, she often enchants these apparel herself with her artificing skills, turning them into stylish yet durable outfits that can serve as functional body armor and more. Whether socializing or scuffling, Lady Konstantin will never find herself out of style.

MANA POOL TYPE:

Conductor

PASSIVES:

As a natural-born genius with no small amount of wanderlust, Evelyn supplements her prodigious artificing expertise with combat skills, primarily so she can defend herself while out adventuring into exotic places in her endless search for more knowledge. Practically, she'll rarely journey alone, but it's always better to be combat-capable than not when it comes to traveling.

❖ Artificer Prodigy:

Evelyn's primary talent and endless source of passion. It won't be an exaggeration to say that Eve is one of those once-in-a-millennium prodigy, a genius among geniuses, most especially when it comes to anything related to artificing; the art of designing, crafting, and improving tools and equipment via magical means. Her sheer talent for artificing enables her to progress her learning in such a pace that she completed her first project when she was barely a toddler, even though artificing is one of the most time-consuming skills to master. Now at only twelve years old, she can already stand toe-to-toe with Helvetia's finest artificers, and it's predicted that she still has plenty of room to grow even further.

❖ Musketeer Swordswoman:

The set of combat-related skills that Evelyn took it upon herself to learn in order to be allowed to travel beyond Helvetia's borders. Though she's nowhere as extraordinary at combat as artificing, her gifted intellect and fast learning nature allow her to competently wield her weapons of choice, chiefly among them her beloved rapier and hand-musket, which are both designed and crafted by herself. Ideally, she'll have an ally or two to handle the brunt of the fighting for her, but this skill ensures that when push comes to shove, she can still do something instead of being a damsel in distress.

ACTIVES:

Being a caster of the Conductor type, Evelyn heavily relies on her immediate environment to work her magic, which primarily relates to artificing. In the most ideal condition, she'll be at her personal workshop back at the Konstantin Manor, where artificial leylines and arcane generators have been set up in such a way to focus entirely on her, enabling her to create wondrous artifacts, but of course, it'll be folly to expect such convenience during her travels, so when out adventuring, she'll have to make do with what she can work from her current surroundings.

❖ Thaumaturgic Enchantment / Mending:

Using the surrounding mana, Evelyn enchants an item with a magical effect of her choice by carefully tracing magical runes on said item. Alternatively, it can be used to mend a broken item, magical or not. While incredibly versatile, the extent that she can accomplish with this ability is limited by the quantity of the environmental mana and how much time she has to work.

❖ Arcane Nullification / Shatter:

The opposite of above, while Evelyn still makes use of surrounding mana and rune-tracing, she aims to revoke whatever magical enchantments the target object has, turning it into a mundane object, and if that object can't exist without being magical, then she'll end up destroying it. This ability has the same limitations as Thaumaturgic Enchantment.

❖ Parry-and-Shoot:

Evelyn's signature offensive ability. Befitting her preference for self-defense techniques over pure offense, she aims to feint or redirect an attacking opponent with her melee weapon and then use the opening to pepper them with projectiles from her ranged weapon. Evelyn must be wielding a melee weapon in one hand and a ranged weapon in the other to use this ability.

❖ Deflector Prism:

Evelyn's signature defensive ability. By activating her enchanted golden brooch, it projects a cluster of semi-transparent auric prisms around her, forming a personal barrier that prevents both mundane and magical objects from getting through, whether in or out. Each time it deflects something, it loses durability and can eventually be shattered. Upon the barrier's deactivation - voluntarily or otherwise - the brooch requires about five minutes to recharge.

SKILLS:

Aside from her prodigious artificing talents and self-defense abilities, Evelyn also possesses an assortment of skills, as expected from a scion of the prominent Konstantin patrician family, she has been educated by the best tutors in Helvetia, then combined with her rapid learning ability, Eve is well-versed in various subjects ranging from arithmetics, economics, history, geography, and politics. Exposed to the noblesse oblige right after she was born, Eve knows how to carry herself with the elegance and decorum expected from a patrician lady

EQUIPMENT:

Amongst the various gear and supplies she carries on her adventures, Eve is almost never found to be without her three prized possessions, all of them artifacts she designed and crafted herself, her pride and joy. It can be argued that even though Eve herself isn't all that great when it comes to combat, these objects more than make up for it.

❖ Alba Dorata:

Evelyn's signature melee weapon. At first glance, it looks like a mundane - if not well-made - rapier, but its true strength lies in the runes etched upon the length of the blade. Normally invisible to the naked eye unless activated, the runes enable the weapon to project a thin golden glow along the edge of its blade. In this state, Alba Dorata is able to cut through most mundane materials with ease and disrupt the mana circuits of magical targets. As a result, the rapier becomes a deadly weapon even in the hands of a half-competent user, let alone a full-fledged swordsman.

❖ Schwarzerblitz:

Evelyn's signature ranged weapon. It's a curious variation of the musket, projectile weapons utilizing blackpowder to launch a metal bullet at a target, but much more compact, allowing it to be wielded with one hand. Upon pulling the trigger, the weapon powers its arcane mechanisms to belch a miniature bolt of lightning. Between its penetrating power, scorching heat, and nigh-instantaneous travel time, it's safe to say that you don't want to be at the receiving end.

In addition, Schwarzerblitz doesn't function like a traditional blackpowder weapon, it uses mana instead, which is stored in a crystal-infused cartridge. Each cartridge holds six shots and can be recharged via Evelyn's Thaumaturgic Mending skill, this process takes around thirty minutes, modified by the leyline condition due to Eve's Conductor-type mana. Evelyn usually carries five of these cartridges on her person.

❖ Prinzessin:

Evelyn's signature elegant dress. Out of all her equipment, Prinzessin is the one most deceptive in its true functions. Initially appearing like a simple fancy dress, its insides are meticulously carved with numerous sets of runes, each achieving a distinct function, all of them essential. First, the dress is as durable as enchanted metal armor, second, it improves Evelyn's physical prowess to that of a trained adult combatant, and finally, the golden brooch resting between her collarbone is actually a barrier generator (See 'Deflector Prism' above).

BIOGRAPHY:

Personality

If Evelyn must be described in a single word, then it'll undoubtedly be 'precocious'. Far more mature and wise beyond what her age would suggest, Lady Konstantin embodies the concept of exponential growth. This precocity is then further compounded by her gifted mind and being provided with all the education and learning opportunities of a Konstantin family patrician, propelling her to heights normally only achieved by fully-grown adults. An ambitious prodigy, Young Mistress Evelyn possesses boundless curiosity when it comes to expanding her knowledge, particularly when it comes to her deepest passion, artificing. So much so that she's willing to leave the safety of Helvetia to discover exotic places with equally exotic materials and artifacts.

On the flipside, Evelyn can prove rather reckless and impatient. When encountering something that piques her curiosity, she often lets her excitement gets the better of her and throws caution into the wind just to get her hands on that thing. Furthermore, she has little tolerance for... intellectually-challenged individuals for lack of better words; uneducated peasants, simpletons, and close-minded bigots won't go along well with her. Lastly, being born and raised a Helvetian patrician - a Konstantin at that - means Eve never once has to experience hardships, hunger, disease, or any major inconveniences really, and while she's not actively arrogant, she may still come off as out of touch to less-fortunate folks. The young mistress fits like a glove when mingling with the upper echelons of society, but put her in a city slums, then she'll stick out like a sore thumb, visually and socially.

Backstory

Evelyn Theophania of House Konstantin, a young scion of the ruling patrician house of the Republic of Helvetia. As the youngest daughter of Consul Frederick Konstantin and his wife Lady Helena Konstantin, de facto and de jure leader of Helvetia, one of - if not the - most technologically advanced nation in the world, Eve was one of those lucky few who had their life handed to them in a silver platter. Furthermore, being the youngest of five siblings meant that she had little to no expectations of continuing the family legacy, which practically gave her plenty of freedom to choose her own path in life.

Considering everything, it'd be easy for her to settle into a life of decadent luxury; no problems, no worries, a carefree life of hedonistic existence. However, Eve was anything but slothful, the exact opposite in fact. Ever since from a very early age, the flame-haired girl's ambitious nature was apparent. It was as if the Heavens themselves willed her to be the embodiment of her homeland; extraordinarily gifted, boundlessly curious, and possessing precociously exponential growth, it would be an utter waste to simply let the young girl as just another run-of-the-mill patrician. The signs were all there, Eve was destined for greatness.

Recognizing this, her parents - most especially her equally-ambitious father - gave her everything she needed to polish her talents into glittering diamonds, and in the span of merely around a decade, their efforts paid off. At only twelve summers old, Evelyn had grown into a bonafide prodigy, outshining the rest of her siblings. Envious resentment was expected and baseless rumors by uninformed detractors who criticized her parents for treating her more like a lucrative investment than a beloved daughter could simply be ignored, Eve had no time to be humoring those drivel when she had so much more important projects to work on.

Speaking of which, her latest venture would involve journeying into the Ancient City of Nuria in the Land of Twilight, within the territory of the Elven Nation of Varenheim. After extensive preparation - which involved begging for her parents to let her go - Lady Evelyn Theophania Konstantin of Helvetia was ready to join Vesemir Barandir and his group of like-minded adventurers. Only time could tell what manner of wondrous artifacts and materials she would find there. She'd bring them home and make her mark on the history books, nestled among other celebrated scholars of Helvetia!

OTHER:

❖ Color Code: d62524
❖ While she normally acts far more mature than she looks, the opposite is true when she's with her father in private, around him, Evelyn acts like a spoiled toddler instead. This is her guilty pleasure and one she'll keep secret at all cost.
❖ She has a pet cat named 'Mona' that possesses the same carmine hair and amethyst eyes as herself. Whether it was naturally born that way or chromatically altered at some point in its life, it's unclear.

[Deide]

Forbann Spiser

The Curse-bound Ferromancer

Name: Forbann Spiser
Species: Oni
Age: 112
Gender: Male
Mana pool type: Container

Bio

Born in Tretagon to a family of Blacksmiths, Forbann's first 30 years of life went…relatively peacefully. While being a Non-Human in Tretagon wasn’t ideal, a combination of both their family profession and living close to other Non-Humans mitigated any racism towards them, and Forbann learned about his family trade,becoming a decent smith in his own rights.

Unfortunately, being able to supply the Tretagonian military with weapons seemingly wasn’t enough to be excluded from being conscripted when they needed more recruits for another of the countless wars that they liked to wage.

And so, for forty long years, Forbann became part of the Military, and fought in the multiple wars that the Feredin’s oh so liked to wage. He never moved far in the ranks, as his Human compatriots were always chosen before him for promotions. Fortunately, either because of his combat prowess or because they didn’t want to risk the ire of a three metal tall tower of muscles, that was most of the extent of the discrimination against him. It wasn’t the life he wanted, but Forbann could be content with it.

Then the Feredins died out and everything went to shit. Peasants would barely make it to the end of the month, skirmishes between all the factions were commonplace and all-out battle a monthly occurrence at the very least.

Forbann had it better than most, for the first couple years at least. His combat prowess guaranteed him a job in a land so rich in violence, but in between the rising tension against Non-Human communities, and general paranoia against anyone non-affiliated with their own faction, amd before even a decade passed, all the job he could find were far too distasteful for him to take.

As he was trying to think of a way out of this predicament, he happened upon a windfall,in the form of a pampleth.

“Searching for able-bodied Volunteers to further magical research!
DANGEROUS! Will pay well and give both food and lodging!
No Magical Knowledge Required!”

Even though Forbann thought it to be sketchy, he decided to check it out, trusting that if it was a scam, he would be able to get out of it without much problems. To his surprise, instead of a scam What he found out was a Middle-aged man that called himself the “Scholar”,no other names given,a new building that he never saw before, and exactly what the pampleth said. Food,lodging,pay, and plenty of danger. After being assessed, the Scholar said he would be perfect for his experiment involving Curses,gave him a book on Ferromancy and told him to study,before promptly leaving him in his room.

Between being continuously cursed and cleansed for “experiments”(he was never given any other explanation),and trying to learn magic for the first time, the following years went by quickly, but when he finally was adept in the magical art, the experiments shifted.
Instead of being a test subject for curses, he was to try and subjugate the ones in Cursed Objects. Allegedly, the Ferromancy should give him an edge in manipulating the Curse to his Will, while his continuous exposure to curses should have given him some resistance and familiarity with them.

It took years more, but the Scholar assumption seemed to be correct. He was able to mold the Cursed Object, and the curse Itself, making them his own.

Unfortunately, after that success, things started to go downhill. The experiments became more and more inhumane(and started to involve other people beside himself), the Scholar himself seemed less eccentric and more unhinged by the day. When he tried to bring up his concern to the Scholar, he turned on him. Forbann didn’t go down without a fight, but he was brought low in the end.

He knew this was fucked beyond saving when the Scholar started to monolouge at him,about how he was gonna bring progress to everyone, how his glorious revolution will lead everyone to a better path and how he’s was gonna “Show them all!”.

Instead of being killed though, he was imprisoned,something about how he was “One of his best experiments” and how “You’re gonna come around to my vision in time”.

A couple months later and some crude attempts at “Convincing” him to willingly join the Scholar, Forbann had his chance to escape,a chance he tried to prepare for as best as he could. As the facility was attacked by some unknown forces, he broke through his bonds, weakened exactly for a moment such as this, and bee-lined it for the room most of the experiment involving him happened.

Reaching it, he easily found what he searched for. Stored there were all the previous experiments he worked on. Metallic Cursed objects, each of which he fought and won against. And even after months, that didn’t stop mattering. The Metal flowed, forming around his body in a sickly glowing shell resembling armor. Extending from his hand, a length of the Cursed Metal extended, forming a gigantic Halberd, his preferred weapon,shining with that same menacing glow.

As the process finished the glow abated,only shining occasionally, and instead of a prisoner, what was left was a warrior clad in armor, a deadly weapon in hand ready to be used against any who would oppose him.

After that, escaping proved to be relatively simple. Most of the security was occupied with whatever force was attacking the place, and what was left was no match for him. Strangely enough, he never saw whoever had decided to fight the Scholar,though the fact that he escaped through a wall instead of using the main entrance might have something to do with that.

Finally free after months, Forbann had to once again decide what to do, how to best hide from the Scholar(in case his assailants wouldn’t get him), and find a way to live.

As he was trying to think of a way out of this predicament, he happened upon a windfall,once again in the form of a pampleth.

"Looking for able-bodied brave people!
Only the trustworthy, fair and those who yearn for an exciting yet perilous adventure Need apply!
To aid me, Vesemir Baradin, in his journey to the Ancient City of Nuria!"

It is such a shame that we have mapped the faraway lands and realms, but not our place of birth. It is such a disgrace that we record the history of all realms and place it on the highest shelf in our library, but let our own be left in the dust. It is unacceptable that we look back at our history with disdain on our faces.
-Vesemir

…He really shouldn’t trust Pamphlets after what happened the last time.

…But it would be an easy way to get far away from the Scholar, and it’s a job that 's definitely within his abilities. And to be honest, after a century, he thought that he needed a little vacation from Tetragon.

The Twilight Land are supposed to be one of the most dangerous land of the world, but it can’t be that much worse than Tetragon.

…

Right?

Class: Curse-Bound Ferromancer

A Ferromancer specialized in Cursed Metal, they trade the faster, unpredictable attacks of a Ferromancer to specialize in Attrition fighting. In Between debuffing their enemies, Restoring themselves and being a pain to bring down, the Curse-Bound Ferromancer is a drain tank that’s far more trouble than it’s worth.

Passives

Steel in my soul, Iron in my veins:

As an Oni, Forbann stands almost at twice the height of an average Human. His ancestry grants him greater strength and constitution, though at the expense of being somewhat slowed down. Thanks to his profession, his heightened constitution also applies to resist most Curses, Though it isn’t quite enough to fight them off completely.

Shape Metal:

While Forbann can quickly shape metal to be combat effective, if he takes his time with it he can render the process very cost-effective, and he can Shape it in more complex forms.

Ferro-Knight:

Combining his previous military training along with his ferromantic abilities, Forbann fighting style favors heavy armaments. Armor that he can shape to soften incoming blows, and weapons with enough heft to them to be used both as a deadly implement and as a catalyst for his ferromancy. It is a ponderous style, entrusting in its ability to take a hit to dish out far more damage.

Spells

Profane Impalement:

Forbann shapes the Cursed Metal, extending it at high speed towards its target. Has a maximum range of five meters and a Cooldown of one Turn.

Command:Fragmentate

Whenever Forbann wounds a target, he can choose to fragmentate the Cursed Metal currently inside of them, leaving it inside the target. Beside being shrapnel, the Cursed Metal festers, inflicting them with the Alloying Curse. This is not subtle, as each piece of cursed metal will start glowing with a sickly light not much after entering a bod..

Has no cooldown, but can be activated only when scoring a wound, and the spell strength scale based on the wound severity.

Curse-Leech

Whenever Forbann is in contact with a target(Either Physically or with Cursed Metal), he can decide to Leech the Curse from them. Beside Cleansing the target, this Revitalizes and strengthens him,scaling with how strong was the Curse. If an enemy has Cursed Metal inside of them, Then instead of getting completely Cleansed, then they will once again be inflicted with the Alloying Curse.

Curse-Leech has a Cooldown of two turns, but proc’s automatically if a target gets killed by Forbann or his Cursed Metal.

Mundane Skills

Smithing Knowledge:

Forbann past knowledge comes in handy,as Ferromancy has some overlap with smithing, and knowing about smithing technique and practices increases a Ferromancer’s ability both in depth and versatility

Curse-binding Ritual:

With a ritual,Forbann can Curse metal with the Alloying Curse, greatly strengthening it.

This process does have the side effect of making the metal highly dangerous for anyone not resistant to curses unless actively suppressed by him.

Curse-Eater:

As a Container Type, Forbann can additionally replenish his pool by absorbing curses.Eating Cursed metal grants a higher boost,but disintegrates the metal that the Curse was bound within.

Equipment

Curse-Bound Armor:
While Malleable, the Armor is commonly in the form of a heavy full plate suit. Sturdier than normal thanks to being Cursed, it sometimes emits a sickly glow. Greatest concentration of Cursed Metal Forbann possesses.

Curse-Bound Weapon:
While Malleable, the Weapon is commonly in the form of a gigantic Halberd, thicker than standard ones to account both for his strength and that throughout a fight he’s gonna temporarily lose pieces of it.

Other

The Alloying Curse:
Forbann’s own brand of Curse, and the one all of his equipment is haunted by. Aptly named both for the method of contracting it and its symptoms, which were described(by a blacksmith) as “Having feets like lead,skin like tin, mercury as blood, and you have to carry all of them together”. In more Physical terms, a severe affliction weakens the victim, makes them more prone to wounds and tires them.

If left untreated for enough time, the victim would first become paralyzed,as each limb starts to slowly but surely become number and number until they can’t control them anymore. Then, the Curse will start to slow the organs, until they can’t keep up with the body’s needs anymore. Death follows soon after.

Any rumors that dying by the Alloying Curse transform your body in Cursed Metal are baseless and no proof of this claim has been found.

[Randomness]

Cyptid Hunter

Name: Fia Blackfire
Species: Human
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Appearance:
A proud standing, voluptuous woman. She stands at 5’10”. She has fair skin and dark brown hair. Her hair is wavy and reaches her mid back in length. She keeps her hair out of her face with a hair clip, but otherwise lets it flow freely behind her. Her eyes are a dark deep red color with a black circle around her pupils. She doesn’t have any tattoos. She has several scars across her arms and along her back but her clothing makes them impossible to see. When exposed, her scars are noticeable, but have long since become as smooth as the rest of her skin.

She wears a low cut dress that drapes down mid calf. The sleeves of the dress cover her shoulders and end at her wrists. She has thin gloves, leather boots with a heel, leggings, corset, and a hair clip made out of an exotic looking flower. The dress is crimson red in color and made of a silky material with some velvet. Her boots, leggings, gloves, corset, and hair clip are black. The flower of the hair clip starts dark blue in the center, gradients into red, and then into white at the tips of the sharp and wavy looking petals. She has a thin gold chain with a pearl pendant, black choker, a gold ring and a sapphire ring on either hand.

General Image

Bio:
In many ways, Fia is a collector. In other ways, she is a hunter. Regardless of how one might view her, Fia has a passion for the unknown. Specifically, she seeks the knowledge and power of those creatures rarely seen. Rumored to predate humanity, mystical entities able to harness the power of the world effortlessly. What she seeks is yokai, genies, dragons, djinn, whatever name they decide to go by. She isn’t afraid to do what it takes to get as close to them as possible.

In this pursuit of specific power, Fia spent a significant amount of time on the road. Though she stays in town for weeks or months at a time, Fia never truly settles down. Her usual methods involve charming others to let her stay. She is usually gone before the other is able to truly advance things. After all, she only stayed for convenience. She would rather spend her time investigating the tall tales or rumors of the unknown that surrounded that particular town.

Expeditions always caught Fia’s attention. To go somewhere not yet discovered or fully explored meant there was increased likelihood to discovering just as unknown fauna. The land of twilight was especially enticing. For one, it was in Varenheim a country with its own history surrounding power and age that surpassed average human capability. And then there was the land of twilight itself. Not explored in over a millennia, who knows what sort of myths or legends hid away in the forgotten forests.

Passives:
Constitution of the Forsaken Divine – Resistance to magical abilities and effects from all sources. She is not immune to magical damage or effects. However, any damage she would take or any negative effects she would endure are dampened. Likewise, any beneficial effects or magical healing she would receive would also be dampened.

Voice of the Wilds– Fia is able to selectively listen and speak with most living animals of the natural world including invertebrates and fish.

Spells:
Witch Crafted Thread Armor – Mystical aura that acts as a full set of armor. It traces the caster in a translucent purple outline. The armor offers protection as well as physical armor against physical attacks and further magic resistance. Normally, the spell completely negates true and force damage. Unfortunately, Fia’s own magic resistance means the armor is unable to fully negate true or force damage.

Yokai Semblance of Transformation – Fia is able to transform herself into the shape of any animal no larger than herself. While transformed, she inherits any special properties the chosen animal may have such as but not excluded to speed, dexterity, strength, production, and locomotion. Because of her resistance to magic, she cannot maintain these forms for long, being forced to revert in about 10 minutes.

Chromatic Elementa of the Djinn – Fia is able to conjure and shape arcane elements into a controlled form. Her range of elements is extensive from natural elements such as fire and wind to more aberrant elements including darkness and force. Her power increases if Fia has access to an external source of the element. She can shape the magic to fit a variety of forms and distances. Some of these include single point explosions, fast moving projectiles, and lingering mist. Essentially she can cast a magical element in the method of delivery of her choice. It is not spell crafting.

Jester’s Conniving Face – Fia is able to place floating eye, ear, or mouth anywhere she can see. Through these Fia is able to see, hear, and speak to the area in which the apparatus was placed. The placement of the apparatus is fixed and cannot be moved without being dispelled. Likewise, the apparatus is permanent until dispelled. The apparatus is visible, but cannot be interacted with physically. She can only conjure one at a time. The previous apparatus dispels should she cast another.

Mundane Skills:
Fencing Adept – Skilled at fencing and footwork. Capable of dancing around in swordplay.

Survivalist – Knows general survival techniques when out in the wilderness such as camp building, fire making, foraging, producing water, and general protections. She is also very good at cooking

Unorthodox Alchemy – She can craft consumables with the help of or from the bodies of djinn and djinn-like creatures. She has recipes, but she is also prone to making new concoctions.

Djinn Familiarity – Fia has spent a significant amount of time studying the djinn. She has special insight and awareness on any evidence of the djinn including their presence or manipulation. She can locate traces and track them.

Equipment:
Chromatic Heart – A transparent crystal ball a little larger than a softball. The sphere is smooth to the touch and entirely transparent. The sphere is practically indestructible against normal damage or wear. Inside the sphere is a starburst of all colors swirling and blending together. When the chromatic heart is in use, the starburst will change its color to one that best represents the element being channeled. The sphere acts as a catalyst easing the energy required to shape arcane magic into spells. The sphere also amplifies elemental magic as though the sphere itself was a source.

Arianacus – Silvered thin bladed rapier. The hand guard of the rapier is made of several thin curves that surround the base of the blade protecting the hand. One of those curves loops down over the handle ending at the pummel. The handle of the sword is red in color. The silvered blade is capable of striking incorporeal entities.

Over the shoulder canvas bag – containing survival tools, first aid, grooming kit, and potions kit.

Potion – Grease, lingered fire, healing, and Boom gust

Hunting Knife – double edged blade 10 inches long. One side is straight edge, the other is serrated. Cross guard, leather handle.

Other: