[OOC] Revue of Annihilation

[ERode]

How much is sort of?

But ya, its early enough that there wouldn't be anything to catch up on.

[AzureKnight]

How much is sort of?

But ya, its early enough that there wouldn't be anything to catch up on.

@ERode

Enough to where I'm gonna be working on a CS XD

I was just reading over all the information, I think I have a pretty solid understanding of the setting material.

[ERode]

Aighto, I'll send you the Discord link after it's up and acceptable.

Est, if Elys ain't about the 'clean up the blood' life, especially considering how her void-sense won't help her 'see' where it is, Crag won't stop her from leaving.

[Thayr]

Lethe

Lethe

Human | 32 | Male | 6’1” | 140 lbs
0th Circle | Death

Born to a small family in a small village, poor as the lords demanded them to be for their taxes, Lethe would go out into the world before he ever plied the family trade. A hunter, a forager, and sometimes even a shepherd when the wolves grew hungry, it was a miracle the boy was not so shunned at such a young age, one born from hardship and a lack of hands. In time, though, Lethe would take up that family trade in that family place, helping his father dig graves for those who had passed on. It was by no means a good life, for the others soon looked sour whenever their gaze fell on the young man, nor was it particularly happy, but it was by all means an honest living.

In time, Lethe found bits and pieces to be lost, forgotten. Men couldn't remember when the old man on the hill had lost his remaining family member, or his name, and families seldom remembered the names of the stillborn after the wife, and gravestones weathered away into plain monoliths for none to mourn. Young as he was, Lethe took on the task with fortitude, working first alongside a priest of a church not far from the village before eventually marking down the names himself. It was hard work, but Lethe's ledger grew with every funeral, a task mandated by none yet quietly appreciated by all. In time, he would mark down his father's name too, before some days later his mother also passed. The newfound gravekeeper took the loss by not taking it at all, setting down to his work.

Then the ebbs and flows of monsters, a fact of the shattered world since the death of the Thousand-Faced God, would come for them. The village, small as it was, soon fled to a walled city for fear of being overrun and Lethe, though he abandoned his graveyard, took with him that ledger and so all those names. The fleeing soon became a motif as they began the inevitable trek to another city. The world was still yet mad with divine fools and Lethe, placid as he could try to be, dug graves wherever there was a yard, noted names whenever they were to be had. It was sparse as information went yet, even so, eventually grew to be a comfort to those other suffering souls. Eventually, at a graveyard long since abandoned, in a crypt opened and forgotten by the horrors of monsters slain elsewhere, Lethe found a coal-black tome of the journey of the dead, of the realms long thereafter. The tome crumbled to dust with a touch as that Spark lept from it to him, and in that moment the gravekeeper became Ichor-Blessed.

Lethe was, for a time, lost with this newfound power. He hemmed and hawed, took his time about the whole of the issue, before eventually finding what path would be best to take as the compulsion grasped against him. Lethe set off for the city at the Abyss, to the center of the issues and the great hundreds of yearning dead who needed his aid. As he traveled, Lethe has convinced a handful of pious souls to lend themselves to his cause, to dig graves, to learn their letters, to remember.

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Path to Ascension

0th Circle Ichor-Blessed

Ichor: 0
Wealth: 0
Followers: 5
Resources: None.
Artifacts: None
Property: None.

Divine Protection of Death

Domain of the Last Sleep - Followers of the Scribe better sense when another is drawing near to the end of their natural, mortal coil and are gently motivated to record the mortal life of that person, whether it be by their own hand, the hand of a learned priest, or by oral stories.

Starting Benefit

Band of Brothers - 5 Followers. Those you met on the way were moved or manipulated by you to joining your cause.

[ERode]

@Thayr
This is an anime RP, so I'm expecting an anime-style character image.

For reference, the Thousand-Faced God was struck down some two hundred years ago. You'll likely have to revamp the backstory a bunch to account for that. Feels like there's a big amount of overlap between the Domain of Death and the Domain of Preservation, but eh, we'll see where that goes.

[Thayr]

@Thayr
This is an anime RP, so I'm expecting an anime-style character image.

For reference, the Thousand-Faced God was struck down some two hundred years ago. You'll likely have to revamp the backstory a bunch to account for that. Feels like there's a big amount of overlap between the Domain of Death and the Domain of Preservation, but eh, we'll see where that goes.

@ERode

Ahhhhhh I uhhhhh dunno how I missed that portion. I will work on fixing that bit.
Is the need for an anime style image a hard requirement? I notice some don't.
As for Death vs Preservation, it seemed like the latter was concerned with physically keeping the body whereas the former is the "The memory keeps the spirit alive" deal.

[ERode]

You mostly missed that portion because it was only an implication in the first post of the OOC that all this happened a long time ago; I answered how long ago specifically it was once someone else asked about it elsewhere.

And the only one that really stretches my definition of anime-style is the Domain of Preservation, but I give some leniency to Shovel because I know him kinda.

[Thayr]

Well, application has been duly edited.

[ERode]

@Thayr Looks good to me. Here's the link to the Discord. Toss your CS in the Character tab and you can probably just read up on the first section of the first post in the IC to figure out the general starting vibes. After that, you can either post immediately and insert your character into any of the O districts, or you can wait till next weekend for me to set something up for Lethe.

@AzureKnight feel free to pop in the Discord as well.

[ERode]

Gonna try to get these adds out when I only have like, three or four sections to push in kekek. At this point, literally everyone is separated.

Est, if Elys followed such directions, she'd eventually come across the smell of incense, the clacking of wood against wood, and the sounds of children playing about. The building where all that originates from seems to either be an orphanage or a daycare.

[AzureKnight]

Rhys

Name: Rhys Cavanaugh | Human | 27 | Male | 5’10”| 175 lb
0th Circle | Ice | 🎵

Born in a small mountain community, Rhys was a commoner through and through, and his lands as well could hardly be considered affluent. With the soil and foggy peaks covered in snow year-round, the winters were especially brutal. Resources were scarce to the point it wasn’t uncommon for those unprepared to die from the elements, with there never being enough to go around. If that wasn’t enough, thanks to the wound inflicted by the Perishing Star, the villagers also had to contend with attacks from fell creatures and the like. While this made life more than difficult, it also made the villagers strong and gave them a large sense of community. This strength is what guided a young Rhys in his day-to-day life.

Being one who had a gift for martial talent, Rhys often found himself among select villagers who went out to gather resources and fight back against monsters to provide for his homeland. Most days were a life-and-death ordeal for him, but in his mind it made him who he is and stronger for it. His exploits earned him the respect and admiration of his peers, and it gave them something they lacked for a long time: Peace of Mind. For once, it seemed the villagers could focus more on building up their home as opposed to focusing solely on survival. At least, for a while…

During an eventful trek, the party that Rhys was a part of had encountered a particularly powerful monster. Despite their efforts, they could do little to stave off the beast, soon all Rhys could hear were the beast’s bellows and the sounds of his comrades' pained screams. The fight had caused enough damage to the cliffside they were on to collapse, with Rhys seemingly falling to his death.

As he fell, he thought he saw two turquoise sparks of light falling at him as he descended…

Rhys then awoke after a period of blackness. He had no recollection of how long he had been unconscious or how long he fell, but somehow he managed to survive. His thick coverings were all but mangled, and his body was battered and bruised. However, he felt strange - he wasn’t cold. It had to have been below freezing in the cavern he fell in, his surroundings being completely covered in snow and frost. All the same, he felt no chill blowing over his beaten body. He left a sensation on both his neck and right wrist as well. The two sparks of light he thought he saw earlier were of the countless shards from the Thousand Faced God, they punctured his neck and were absorbed by his body. The aspect of the power manifested as a crimson sigil that appeared on his wrist.

Unaffected by the cold, he managed to find his way out of the cavern without too much trouble. He was determined to head back to his village, as he felt it was in danger. However, upon entering he saw that his worst fears had come to fruition.

His home had been destroyed. The streets were littered with corpses and debris. He saw the monster there as well, much to his rage-filled delirium. The creature, however, appeared to have suffered numerous injuries. It seemed that the last of the villagers banded together to put forth an effort to stay the beast. Having nothing left to lose, the only thing on Rhys’s mind was revenge. No longer being deterred by the perpetual blizzard that was custom in his lands, in addition to the creature’s weakened state, Rhys was able to finally slay the creature. Atoning for the loss of his villagemen didn’t feel the void that their absence had left, of course, but it did tell him that it was time to move on.

Survival was the core of his culture, wallowing in self-pity until his eventual death would betray that.

Deciding to continue moving forward, he found that adventuring work was the most lucrative path for him, given his skill set. He heard tales of the Adventurer’s Guild in Oratorio, so it was decided that his travels would take him there next.

Path to Ascension

0th Circle Ichor-Blessed

🔷Ichor: 0
🔷Wealth: 0
🔷Paladins: 1
🔷Followers: 0
🔷Resources: None.
🔷Artifacts: None
🔷Property: None.

Divine Protection of Ice
🔷Permafrost Oracle - You no longer feel the horrid sting of sub-zero temperatures. Even in the most rapacious blizzard, the lack of sight and warm will not impede you. You can also sense and predict certain types of precipitation.

Starting Benefit
🔷Treasured Companion - 1 Paladin. You've granted your grace upon someone whom you trust deeply.

Lysanndra

Name: Lysanndra Neider
Human | 23 | Female | 5’7”| 140 lb
Tier 1 Paladin | Privateer | 🎵

A young and calculated warrior who once served a local upcoming government as a privateer, tasked with hunting local corsairs or other sellswords who disturbed the peace of their lands and interests. Her skill with the blade and ruthless efficiency earned her the name “Huntress Neider”. Unfortunately, whether by bad luck or a cruel twist of fate, she lost her vessel and crew during a terrible storm. The only thing she kept was her life, but having failed her mission she also failed to secure an asset that was integral to maintaining her employer’s political power. She was decommissioned from her station and was forced to live as a common adventurer with no backing to make end’s meet.

Upon a chance meeting, she stumbled across Rhys during a mission, apparently he had been hired as an adventurer to take out a small swarm of monsters alongside her. Aside from being impressed with the man’s skill, she became interested in the rather peculiar abilities his Ichor granted. If she had the ability to sense and predict weather patterns, perhaps she would’ve been able to avert the tragic loss of her crew and thus not have to live this troublesome cutthroat lifestyle.

She decided to become Rhys’s paladin and champion his cause, perhaps feeling that she could make an even stronger crew with him. She may have also felt a sense of kinship with him, both knowing what it’s like to lose everything in an instant.

Skills:
🗡️Deadly Huntress - Lysanndra possesses great insight into predicting the movement patterns and habits of targets she’s hunting, whether it be criminals or monsters.

Grades
STR - I | END - I | DEX - I | AGI - I | MAG - I | LCK - I

[Theyra]

@Estylwen Just curious but, would you be willing for a interact between Voi and Elys sometime? Since I would like Voi to meet Elys if possible.

[Estylwen]

@Theyra Hey! Yes, that would be splendid, DM me and we can discuss it more.

[ERode]

Didn't feel like it's all that necessary to make a post about it, Este, so here's Therese's immediate response. Elys'll be free to head off in whichever direction afterwards. If you wanted to have her spar with the students, it'll probably be something that takes a few hours at least though. In terms of capabilities, they're a mixture of Tier 1 and Tier 2s, with maybe a 40:60 split.

"Ah, the dream."

There was both understanding and resignation in the older woman's tone.

"Little other reason to come to Oratorio, except for the Abyss's siren song. Regardless though, so long as your hands remain clean, you're welcome here. A name would be convenient though."

[ERode]

Just to confirm, but is Elys expecting a response from this individual, or is she saying this and then moving on, kinda like, doing this 'I see you' thing to everyone?

[Estylwen]

I didn't want to rush the scene, so I have her waiting for a response. She can also be moved to the other side, either works.

[ERode]

The desire to clean out the Underpass.

[Estylwen]

Maybe that was poorly worded. 😂

[Estylwen]

Great collab, @SilverPaw!

[Estylwen]

Since Elys is a monster slayer, what would she identify as valuable after cutting through the goblinoids headed her way?