Post Majora's Mask Alternate Timeline Zelda RP (High Casual)

[Bad Wolf]

I can't wait for this game. :)

[Kiddo]

Since my character plays a lute, I was working on designing the sound. It's supposed to be reminiscent of Zora, dead fish, and, of course, lutes. I really need a second opinion: did it work?

[MercuryHg34]

I'm not sure about a lute sound, but the sound itself is pleasant to listen to. It gives each of those pieces a whole new feeling to them, in a good way.

[Marik]

Aright, that’s my character. I decided to include a goal for her, although I’m not sure if that money amount I set was reasonable enough. I just sort of picked a number and went with it. I someone thinks that’s too much or too little, I’d be fine with changing it.

Vera Taylor

Name:Vera Taylor

Race: Human

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Appearance: Vera stands at a height of 5'8". She has a reasonably thin figure, albeit it being soft and slightly doughy due to lack of exercise over the years. She’ll tell you that she weighs 130 pounds, although if she were honest with herself it’d be more like 135. Vera’s skin is a fine pale shade only dirtied by the freckles that cover her body. Her hair is much like these tan marks in that they’re both a dark brown. These locks are thick and cascade down to Vera’s lower back, fashioned in a straight manner. Her bangs cover the large eyebrows that sit on her face, and end right before reaching eyes of cyan, although they aren’t very noticeable considering the black rimmed spectacles she wears. Below that is a rounded nose, and below that still is a set of peach colored lips.

Clothing/Armor: Vera doesn’t wear armor of any kind, which is normal if you take in account her lifestyle and profession. She instead wears the simple garb of a commoner. Never following fashion, Vera sticks to what she finds suitable, and not what’s “in” at the moment. A normal day’s attire would usually be woven cloth shirts and simple, comfortable trousers. If it was a cold day, then Vera would take a wool shawl. She prefers darker colors, specifically purples and black. But what Vera adores more than anything is accessories. It’s not uncommon to see her with multiple belts around her waist, whether they are used to hold up her trousers or slanted to add a bit of flare to the outfit. She’s also quite fond of jewelry.

Weapons: Vera wields a Kusarigama, or “Chain-Sickle”, which basically consists of a metal chain with a small sickle on one end and an iron weight on the other. Attacking with the weapon usually entails swinging the weighted chain in a large circle over one's head, and then whipping it forward to entangle an opponent's spear, sword, or other weapon, or immobilizing their arms or legs. This allows Vera to easily rush forward and strike with the sickle. She likes to keep this weapon wrapped around her waist as if it were a belt itself. Unfortunately Vera has no other fighting abilities, and even then she’s not a master with her weapon of choice.

Skills:
Alchemy (Expert) – With a wide array of books at hand, Vera has been able to study up on various subjects, such as cooking and alchemy.

Medical Knowledge (Major) – There are quite a few medical manuals scattered around the library. With this information, Vera’s learned about anatomy, different illnesses, and medical techniques. Not wanting to waist this coveted information; the girl’s taken to volunteering at the local clinic on the weekends.

Projectiles (Major) – With her Kusarigama in hand, Vera is able to swing the chained weight with accuracy.

Axe (Major) – On the other end of that, Vera can swing the Kusarigama’s sickle well, and with the added knowledge of anatomy, she knows where to strike if a vital hit were needed.

Block (Minor) – Vera is fine at blocking. She mostly just puts her arms up and hopes for the best.

Athletics (Minor) – Vera has the running ability of an average person.

Acrobatics (Minor) – Vera rarely climbs, jumps, and any other activities required of a nimble individual.

Inventory: Vera doesn’t carry around much, but what she does is kept in a purse-like bag.

-Wallet
-A small set of medical equipment
-A packed lunch

Backstory: Vera Taylor was raised in a fairly basic home with a normal middle-class lifestyle. Her parents, who both worked as chefs at a local restaurant in clock town, did a fine job in bringing up her as well as a younger sister. Vera was a kindhearted child, all she wanted was to be kind and do the right thing. She never got into trouble, but this was seen as the girl simply being a goody two-shoes in the eyes of her peers. Oftentimes some of them would pick on Vera, leading her to be more reserved in the future.

As the girl grew older, her desire to please faded. Sure, Vera was a nice person, but it’s not like she’d risk herself if there wasn’t something to gain. The truth of the world had fallen upon her ears, and it told her that not everyone was a good person. Vera became wary of the people around her. She was really just in it for herself as she hadn’t yet found a place to fit in or people to call friends. Vera became very independent, spending her early teen years on a soul search. She spent her days in every part of Clock Town, in the good, and the bad. She felt the harsh stares of the rich as she walked through Dawn Heights, and scuttled nervously from corner to corner when walking through Dusk Row. These travels were kept secret from her parents; they were sure to have a fit if they knew that their child was wandering the streets during her free time.

This searching went on until Vera was around 15 years old. One day she decided to venture into Clock Town’s library. The quiet environment was pleasant to the girl, and so she began to spend time there every day, all while reading the fine assortment of books it held. She would come to learn many a subject, picking up alchemy and cooking tips, to anatomy. Vera eventually got a job at the library, all she had to do was put the returned books back in their place, and sweep every once in a while. She would later take her medical skills learned in the library and work at a clinic on the weekends.

Recently, people haven’t been visiting the library as often as they used too, and proper funding hasn’t been given by the town, in favor of being spent on matters more pressing. At the moment the library is being threatened with downsizing, which would mean that many books would have to be given away and would no longer be in public use. The town needs 5,000 rupees to keep the library maintained, and Vera’s willing to do almost anything to raise that money in order to keep a place she calls home alive.

Wallet: 100 rupees, all in yellow.

[Chanda]

Hey guys. FM and I will get to your sheets soon, but in the meantime we've made an executive decision about the application process.

If you would like, you may submit as many alternate characters for approval as you'd like. This will, in theory, improve your chances of being selected for a spot on the roster. We will only choose one character per applicant in the end. ALL APPLICATIONS WILL BE JUDGED WITH EQUAL WEIGHT; INVOLVEMENT IN ANY PREVIOUS ROLEPLAYS WITH FM OR I WILL NOT GUARANTEE YOU A SPOT, NOR WILL IT IMPROVE YOUR CHANCES SIGNIFICANTLY.

Thanks, and good luck to everyone.

[Kiddo]

Ey Dervish: major skill in a magic only provides access to 2 Mid-tier spells.

[Dervish]

Kiddo said
Ey Dervish: major skill in a magic only provides access to 2 Mid-tier spells.

I'll double check this tonight.

Edit: You're right. I mixed the mid and low numbers up. Pretty quick fix!

[Baklava]

Bump

[BrassOtter]

Waiting on a reply from Chanda before finishing my character, please stand by...

[Baklava]

Bump!

[Captain Jenno]

Name: Anemos Seuhans

Race: Human (ex-Ikana)

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing at roughly six feet tall, Anemos is a slender but nonetheless noticeably toned young man.
His skin is a shade of light olive, bordering perhaps on just a very healthy tan, and his eyes are a complimentary hue of illumed amber.
His hair is a thick light brown, curly, untamed and falling just short of his shoulders, and his face retains soft, boyish features.
Beneath his left eye is tattooed a trio of inverted royal-blue triangles, and on the back of his right hand there’s a red-inked recreation of the eye borne by Termina’s “Gossip Stones.”

(I really wanted to use the picture FM drew, but simultaneously felt as though a new character deserved a new look.)

Clothing/Armor:
Clothing:
Anemos, during the day, wears a leaf-green jerkin and a pair of simple, white renaissance pants.
Around his shoulders he also wears a long, turtle-green cloak- embellished with a design reminiscent of the Celtic tree of life, done in an even darker shade of green- which starts with a hood and ends just short of his ankles.
He also wears a pair of dark brown leather boots, into which his pants are tucked.

Armour:
Beneath this, however- and by night- Anemos instead wears a set of formfitting, boiled-leather suit of charcoal-grey armour, with the exception of gauntlets, which are replaced instead with a duo of white cotton wrist braces, intended to permit dexterity throughout the hand.
Around the waist of this suit of armour is a piece of rich blue fabric, which hands down to his knees and bares a silver version of the Gossip Stones’ eye.
A similar fabric is wrapped around his neck in the form of a shemagh scarf, and his face is obscured by a near-featureless black drama mask, which displays only a pair of eyes, a nose and the shape of lips.
When wearing such, he responds only to the title of ‘Orca’.

Weapons: A 6ft long Bō (Bo), made primarily of oak and engraved with a design that looks to be a series of leaves blowing on a powerful breeze. The weapon is usually strapped to Anemos’s back: When in his general clothing, it is obscured by his cloak, but at night he wears it openly on his armour’s spine.

Skills:
Expert – Blunt weapon (Bō) (This skill originated as a result of short-lived Ikana-Knight training, but became a regular staple in Anemos' later acrobatic routines, until the use of a staff felt as natural to him as breathing)

Major –
Athletics (This is a byproduct of a life spent as a performer in the circus: Good health and a regular workout were almost destined to forge an athletic man out of Anemos, and the half-a-decade spent training alongside the Ikana Knights certainly helped it along.)

Acrobatics (Anemos gathers his acrobatic affinity from his parents, both of them having been magically-inclined acrobats in a travelling circus, and passed the knowledge onto his son with the belief that the techniques would help him carry on the family business: Which they did.)

Wind Magic (This affinity is also inherited from his parents, whom were both proficient wind-based practitioners themselves. Techniques derived from the ability served them greatly as acrobatic performers: Routines such as the 'Arashi Orb' and 'Aisu Twister' were the creations of his father, in fact, created to cushion or prevent unexpected landings. Once Anemos was old enough to understand these powers, his father passed them down onto him.)

Sneaking (This was a side effect of Anemos’s extensive acrobatic training: Light feet and a proficiency in acrobatics and athletics lent themselves to a clandestine way of travelling, and when Anemos adopted his 'masked profession', he decided to train this skill further, for regular use.)

Minor –
Hunting/Tracking (This is a talent Anemos has picked up over the years simply through extensive periods of vigilante-work)

Magic: Wind

~Kaze Scythe (Wind/Middle)~
Anemos whips his staff or hand through the air, and amplifies the air-current produced to form a series of sharp, semi-circular waves of wind, which are unable to cut the flesh but still makes a noticeable impact, as if struck with a heavy blunt weapon.
This ‘air blade’ is capable of severing softer materials, such as fruit or aged wood.

~Arashi Orb (Wind/Middle)~
With a series of well-rehearsed and fluent movements, Anemos manipulates the wind around him to form a short-lived protective sphere of rushing air, which will deflect most small projectiles and light weaponry for a few brief moments.
Upon dissipating, the air that forms the sphere rushes outwards, shunting back any light foes or items that might be within its immediate proximity.
Whilst inside of the sphere, Anemos struggles to maintain his breathing (due to all of the available air being put into the shield), making it immensely difficult to maintain.

~Correre Shunt (Wind/Low)~
After a few deep breaths, Anemos can force a small, sharp blast of air to rush from his palms or soles, repelling or propelling him backwards or upwards rapidly.
If used in the air, it constitutes a ‘double jump’, and whilst it can help to rapidly make a short distance between himself and an enemy (via shunting), it isn’t powerful enough to cause any true harm.

~Globos Sphere (Wind/Low)~
With a couple of moments of concentration, Anemos can collect the air around his hand to form a softball-sized sphere of wind, which he will then fire towards his target at high speed: It will dissipate milliseconds after impact, but upon making contact it will feel similar to being struck with a very small, very cold fist.

~Aisu Twister (Wind/Low)~
With rehearsed steps similar to those of the ‘Arashi Orb’, Anemos whips up his own self-contained convection current, which spins him rapidly on the spot (or within whatever small area he’s moving in) in the form of a small twister.
The purpose of this move is to transfer the entirety of Anemos’ weight temporarily to his centre, permitting him to maintain his balance if falling, or establish it if balancing on a small surface.
Much like the ‘Arashi Orb’, the movement is short-lived and causes difficulties with breathing, and when it’s finished it results in an outwards rushing of air, although it certainly isn’t powerful enough to do much more than ruffle the pages of a book.

Inventory:

-A solitary Bō, measuring in at 6ft and made mostly of a red oak, and work primarily on his back.

-A leather wallet, worn on his belt (around the waist of his jerkin), but often obscured by his cloak.

-A near-featureless black drama mask, with only a pair of eyes, a nose and un-moving lips. He wears it on the back of his belt, constantly obscured by his cloak unless he dons it.

-A leather satchel [Empty]

(Note: Whenever Anemos becomes Orca, the satchel will be filled with his normal attire.)

Backstory: Anemos Seuhans was born into a theatrical family, denizens of a travelling circus that- at the time of his birth- was bunkered down somewhere within the vicinity of Woodfall, preparing to entertain for the Deku.
His parents- A pair of magically inclined acrobats, known as Arichias and Anya Seuhans- had been serving with the circus since their births, and it seemed almost certain he’d spend his life in the same line of work they had.

Their act was a surprisingly popular one amongst the crowds, as it blended a series of acrobatic spectacles with liberal aerokinetic feats of magic- most notably Arichias’ signature “Midair Aisu Twister”- to create an impressive series of aerial displays: And it was this talent for acrobatics (and their general possession of magical abilities) that Anemos was destined to inherit.
Up until the age of five, he was prepared and tailored for the way of the circus: They taught him to roll, to climb and move, and the very, bare-bones basics of Wind-based magical powers.
However, shortly after his fifth birthday came to transpire, invigorating news swept the land of Termina: Fifty of the Ikana Knights of old had returned, and they were recruiting more!
Of course, at age five, Anemos hadn’t even a solitary clue as to what significance Ikana held in the land of Termina, and couldn’t have cared less, but his father was of a far more excitable disposition, and also far more knowledgeable in the field of history.
So, despite their prior obligations to the circus, Arichias and Anemos left the acrobatic life behind, and waved a temporary goodbye to his mother Anya, so that they could instead pursue lives as Ikana Swordsmen instead, a living Arichias thought far more befitting of such athletic fellows.

Their somewhat unique position in life- that of a professional acrobat- made them dexterous and agile, which ensured that they were welcomed quite warmly into their ranks: Arichias as a knight in training, and Anemos as his young squire.
For the next half a decade, the two would train rigorously in their fields, taking breaks only to pay Anya a visit and inform her of their progress, which she delighted in hearing about.
By the age of ten, Anemos had become proficient with the use of a blunt weapon (having been denied the right to a sword until he qualified for knighthood), and his father had begun to be considered for a knighting.

And as the years had passed, Anemos had grown more and more attached to the idea of becoming one of the Ikana knights himself: being amongst their ranks had inspired a feeling of espirit-de-corps within him, and an eagerness to try and match their tales of valor and daring.
He would be brave, his hands would uphold the weak and undo the wicked, and all throughout Termina people would look towards him as an incarnate of justice!

So it was a massive shock to the young trainee’s system- and that of his father’s- when King Igos du Ikana announced that, just months short of Anemos’s eleventh birthday, the gates of the Ikana Kingdom were to be sealed, and all connections to the outside world, severed.
That was, of course, unless you wished to leave beforehand: In which case, you were more than welcomed.
Amongst the Seuhans men, this caused conflict: Anemos’s father decided it best that they left, so that they might be reunited with his mother Anya, as opposed to permanently separated from her.
Anemos on the other hand, having been endeared to by the potential of knighthood, was reluctant to join him, and came only because he was forced to.

The two returned to the circus again, and- despite having so quickly jumped ship when the Ikana Kingdom presented a better offer- they were welcomed back with opened arms.
Anemos found solace in being returned to his mother’s care, but nonetheless remained infatuated with the idea of knighthood, and all it represented: justice, duty and honour.
But these dreams would have to wait, because Anemos was to return to his life of training in acrobatics, as opposed to becoming a swordsman.

At eleven, Anemos began performing in his father’s stead in the circus (Arichias, instead, becoming his full-time coach), under the pseudonym and stage-name “Gales Tempesta”.
Donning a black theatrical mask and a cloak to match- a ritual that stretched back to the circus’ origins, as all male acrobats were expected to portray ‘The Immortal Tempesta’, a popular staple of the show- Anemos went on to emulate and improve his father’s aerokinetic acrobatic techniques, and proved relatively adept at the practice of magic.
Furthermore, his time training with the Ikana saw the inclusion of a bō- the blunt weapon he’d chosen to train with as a squire- in part in order to maintain balance during more trivial performances (such as the walking the wire), but more-so as a means of performing even more extravagant stunts and feats (such as utilizing the ‘Aisu Twister’ to land upon the staff’s tip from a great height.)

For several years this persisted, and Anemos continued to devise bigger and bolder stunts with which to test and train all he’d been taught, in the fields of magic, combat and acrobatics: But as Anemos grew older, and stronger, as Gales grew in popularity, and the circus slowly absorbed more and more of his free time, he never did lose that burning desire for knighthood.
It still simmered in his bosom, obscured but never gone.
And soon to be uncovered again.

At twenty five, Anemos had become the headlining star of the circus, if not for his family’s trademark air-based gymnastics, and magically intensified funambulism, then certainly due to the popularity of Gales’ character, which skyrocketed the moment he was portrayed by a younger, fitter man.
And as a byproduct, the exercise and physically demanding characteristics of circus work had maintained and improved the skillset that the Ikana had trained him to use, and those improvements in turn complimented his performance.
But despite all of this, he wasn’t truly happy.

Whilst Anemos retained his boyish charms (a trait he would persist to carry throughout the rest of his adulthood), his smile wasn’t a satisfied one.
He still craved a life of valor and grandeur, beyond that of a glorified stuntman, but Ikana had kept their gates closed, and stories of those who’d tried- and failed- to re-enter the city weren’t unheard of.
However, one evening, post-performance and whilst dressed in Gales’ garb, Anemos found a new calling in the world of Termina.

He’d entered a nearby village in search of a medicament to cure the aches and pains of rigorous calisthenics, when he’d come across a most peculiar sight.
Although he’d heard of them occurring, he’d never truly witnessed one himself: A violent robbery, within a small alley behind a tavern.
The victim, a lost Zora, had been misled and brutally mugged by a duo of beady-eyed Hylians- a male and a female- in the dark of night.

In that one moment, everything changed.
Anemos, still in the guise of Gales, struck out at the Zora’s attackers, utilizing a fight style which blended acrobatic grace with the skill of the Ikana (or at least, an Ikana-in-training), and put them both out cold in a brief but nonetheless rather brutal battle.
Then, he guided the Zora to safety, before- without fully understanding why- he made off into the night.
For days to follow, the legend of the masked vigilante floated across the village, and as the circus moved, it soon flowed through the countryside as well.

Yes, Anemos found his true calling in the work of a vigilante: Brutal but nonlethal, and totally anonymous.
He’d been fortunate that his first flirt with the act of justice hadn’t immediately blown his cover (although it didn’t at all surprise him that a pair of thieves knew nothing of Gales Tempesta and the circus he represented), but for fear that he’d lose that luck soon, he totally reinvented himself.

In one village he spent his wages upon a boiled-leather suit of armour, and a new mask to wear alongside it; In another he bought himself a new cape of a different shape and texture; The third thing he bought was a royal-blue fabric, with which he would make his own embellishments, and the final thing he did was find an artist to find him a symbol.
The two concurred that the eyes of the Gossip Stones that littered Termina- time pieces, it seemed, and nothing more- would fit.

From then on, he would prowl the streets of whichever town was gracious enough to house his circus family as a protector, a vigilante- or as Anemos liked to think of it, ‘A knight of his own’- known only by a solitary, unrelated pseudonym.
Orca.

Now 35, Anemos (and Orca) have been living this double life for almost a decade.
Most recently, however, he’s heard wind of a series of horrific (and unnatural) murders, taking place within the poorer districts of Clock Town.
As these killings fall conveniently close to the coming of the annual festival, Anemos has travelled to the town under the guise of trying to secure a position for his circus within the festivities, but with the primary intention of apprehending the murderer and dealing swiftly with him.

Wallet: 60 rupees

[Kiddo]

Rissie

Name: Rissie Larouche
Race: Half Sea Zora, Half River Zora
Age: 14
Gender: Female

Appearance:


Clothing/Armor:
Zora prefers to wear as little as possible. Her physiology is naturally modest, but her guardians have insisted, for the sake of decency (for whom, she’s not gotten an answer, they just insist that it’s proper), that she cover her chest. To this purpose she wears a light cloth wrap around as little of her chest as she can, with loops over her arms to keep it in place.
When clothing does have function, though, Zora has no issue with it. Things like boots if she’s running, or an arm guard if she’s using her bow, are completely kosher, and she wears them when she plans on doing the requiring activity. The arm guard and boots are both of brown leather, and the soles of the boots are reinforced a few times, though slightly worn-down now.

Weapons:
Rissie has one bow, but she’s only got field points (6) for it, so it’s not much of a weapon. She sees no reason to carry it around.

Skills:
<Traded for 2 Major skills, and then 4 Minor skills (Expert)>

<Rissie isn’t old enough to really be called an “expert” in anything, no matter how intelligent she may be. Besides, with so many things to learn, why stick with one thing?>

<Archery (Major)>

<When you’re trapped on an extensive campus with no one but your “siblings” to play with, you’re left alone pretty often. For fun and to get rid of some of the excess energy that she builds up when just sitting and reading, Rissie took up archery.>

<Light Magic (Major)>

<If you were to have a studious, magically-inclined granddaughter, what magic would you steer her toward? Her guardians figured that she would do the least harm with Light magic, and so have provided her as many books as she could possibly want on the subject, and even brought in a trusted tutor to expand her abilities when she showed promise.>

<Sneak (Major)>

<Sometimes, it’s nice to get away without anyone knowing where you’ve gone, and to watch the mayhem that spreads throughout the grounds as they look for you. Who wants to be followed all the time? In her various attempts to get away from whoever happens to be tasked with watching her, Rissie’s gotten pretty good at moving about undetected. Not to mention that she supplements her skills with a bit of harmless light magic, which can sometimes make things easier.>[/ indent]
<Acrobatics (Minor)>
[indent]<Stuck in a manor, trying to run away from guards, and aided by a little boredom, Rissie often finds it necessary to make like a monkey. The roofs of the complex are some of her favorite hiding places, or in trees, or really anywhere high where she can see out into the world around her prison.>

<Fire (Minor)>

<As much as her guardians try to occupy Rissie with light magic, she still manages to find time for a little more-destructive magic. It’s in her blood, after all.>

<Alchemy (Minor), Medical Knowledge (Minor), Arcane Knowledge (Minor)>

<Rissie has a natural affinity for learning, and being stuck in a giant house with expansive libraries has provided her with a wonderful outlet for her curiosity. If there are books on it, she’s probably heard of it. Her guardians buy her more books for those subjects she especially enjoys; after all, when she’s reading, she can’t be trying to escape or pulling pranks or running around making a horrible racket. Though maybe letting her learn how to make stink bombs wasn’t a great idea.>

<Thievery (Minor)>

<Being locked up isn’t fun. And with so much curiosity, Rissie soon came upon a book which described in some small detail the process of picking locks. A bit of experimentation later, and Rissie has been wreaking havoc from behind locked doors ever since.>

<Ye Olde Empty Slot (Minor)>

<Some things need doing to learn. And as much as she’s begged (which really hasn’t been that much) for a forge, her guardians are yet to budge. And any sort of weapon in Rissie’s hands (well, except for a bow, but that’s for sport) is the last thing that her guardians want to deal with.>

Magic: 10% regen per minute
~Who, Me? (Light/Middle)~

(Rissie casts an illusion that makes her appear to be someone (or something) else. This emulates the physical properties of whatever it is, unless it is smaller than Rissie, in which case the object will seem odd in that there’s something invisible around it blocking examination by touch. The illusion of any creature she emulates will move in one of two ways: either it will align to her own position and move in the same way that she does, or it will simply move without animation, which makes it not very helpful for pretending to be anything that isn’t bipedal or standing still.)
2% MP per second

~Be Healed! (Light/Middle)~

(Rissie concentrates, eventually generating a small healing aura centered around her hands (or her furthest extremity on her arms). This increases rate of healing and closes wounds at ~.2 inches per second. Fills the healed with a sense of energy and wellbeing.)
10% MP to start, 3% MP per second to sustain the aura

~Pick-Me-Up (Light/Low)~

(Rissie selects a nearby target and restores half of their stamina, as well as 1/10 their MP. Can be cast on self.)
25% MP

~Laser Sight (Light/Low)~

(Creates an illusion in front of Rissie's eyes, showing her the trajectory of a projectile, either one she is about to throw/fire, or one that someone else has. Momentarily increases her Archery, Projectile, and her ability to dodge projectiles by the equivalent of one rank.)
20% MP per projectile

~Guiding Light (Light/Low)~

(Rissie marks an inanimate object with a "homing beacon". Casting the spell again, Rissie can pick any of her marked items to find, and will create an illusion in front of her eyes that marks the item and points the direction to the beacon. The beacon lasts a week, the homing illusion lasts a few seconds or until Rissie stops concentrating.)
20% MP to mark an object, 5% MP to cast the illusion

~Inferno! (Fire/Low)

(Rissie creates an instantaneous cone of fire in front of one of her hands. Projects about 7 feet)
20% MP to start, 15% MP per second

~Superheat (Fire/Low)~

(Rissie focuses, increasing the temperature of something she is touching. The rate of change varies based on what it is and how large it is: living beings change at around 2 degrees Celsius per second, something like water or a metal can change at up to 20 degrees Celsius per second. Whatever has been heated in this method cannot burn Rissie.)
10% MP per second

~Race Magic: Spit Fireball~

(Rissie inherited the River Zoras' signature defense mechanism: the ability to shoot slow-moving fireballs from her mouth. The fireball dissipates after traveling 30 feet. The damage and speed of the fireball are increased slightly by her minor rank in Fire magic.)
10% MP per fireball

Inventory:
(1) Fish-head dual-tone lute (kept slung over her left shoulder by a leather strap, hanging by her hip. When not in use, the jaw folds up nicely and lets her place her hip into the opening, reducing the instrument’s bulkiness.)
(1) Pair of boots (generally on her feet, but if not, she could tie the laces together and hang them over a shoulder)
(1) Brown leather book bag (slung over her left shoulder to her right hip. Large enough to hold about three collegiate textbooks)
(6) Marbles (kept in her book bag. Never know who might try to steal your marbles!)
(2) Stink potions (kept in her book bag. If you ask, she’s never seen them and has no idea how they got there)

Backstory:
In every society, there are taboos. And often, in places where such things are possible, inter-racial marriage is one of those. Even worse if you have a mutt. Such is the way of things among the Zora, as well. Interbreeding between the Sea Zora and the River Zora is so stigmatized, in fact, that it only happens once or twice in a generation. And most of the time, the child doesn’t live very long.
Thankfully for Rissie, her grandparents, wealthy and genial Sea Zora who were just starting to get gray around the gills, were unwilling to let their son just throw away the bastard daughter whom he’d sired with a River Zora who’d caught his eye. She had left the child literally on his doorstep when she saw that it must have been his, and he, in turn, had presented the problem to his parents. Instead of having Rissie killed, they decided to keep her as the family’s dark little secret; they had no other grandchildren, and Rissie wasn’t a particularly hideous outlier nor a grumpy baby.
The manor that they’d recently retired to in Castle Town’s Dawn Heights became a fortified complex in which they hid away their son’s mistake. If news of Rissie’s existence ever reached any of their proper Zora friends, they were sure to be shunned for their son’s stupidity and for keeping the abomination of nature. But Rissie had wormed her way into their hearts from her first gurgle, and as she grew she solidified her place there, though she had to share with the many, many other “mistakes” that ended up on her father’s doorstep (though apparently he did learn to stick to his own race, at least).
The complex was a wonderful place to grow up. Her grandparents were educated folk, with a shared love of books which they passed down to their granddaughter. She proved to be studious and precocious, and soon they were bringing her new books, and eventually discreetly hiring tutors (only non-Zora, of course) to feed her appetite for learning.
But like all children, Rissie longs to run and play, maybe even with other people her own age! Though her younger siblings provide her some interaction and chance for play, she’s jealous that they get to leave the premises and go to school, make friends, have sleepovers! All those things that she can’t do, because she’s quite stuck where she is. Tall walls and vigilante eyes keep her where she can’t be seen by the outside world.
In her own ways, she’s been rebelling against such unfair treatment. Sure, she understands she looks weird, but it’s no reason to keep her from seeing the world! As she’s been testing the bounds of her freedom, she’s been learning important skills and spells that she knows that she’ll need when the big day comes. For she’s vowed to herself that this year, she’s not going to just hear the festival and imagine what it would be like to go out with her grandparents and siblings to see the amazing things that must happen at the Carnival, she’s going to get out there. Her plan is laid, her magic is practiced, her disguise perfected; it’s time for Rissie to see some action!

Wallet: 0 Rupees (Money? Now why would Rissie need that?)

[Chanda]

The OOC will be going up soon. Please transfer the most recent versions of your character sheets there once it's posted.

FM and I are doing our best to keep track of all the feedback we need to be giving on applications. If you've asked a question that has yet to be resolved, please remind us and we'll get right on it.

We have also decided that the final cast will be eight characters. Including my character and FM's character, that leaves six open spots for new applicants. We're looking to close down applications in about a week and pick our roster, so please do your best to make any final changes before then.

[Chanda]

Here's the OOC.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/9181/posts/ooc

[Captain Jenno]

Hey Kiddo, Zora can't practice fire magic, can they?

[Kiddo]

River Zora have a natural affinity for fire magic. Or so Chandy tells me.

[Sho]

Last I recall River Zora have only appeared in Hyrule.

But then again if you trust Chanda for canon precision you're bound to be disappointed. Amateur mistake! It's like he's never played the game.

Putting up a sheet in the OOC soon.

[Bad Wolf]

I'll post mine in the OOC later today. And possibly making a second sheet. We'll see if inspiration strikes me over the head with a frying pan today.

[Chanda]

bump

[Baklava]

(bump)

Still looking for applications!