I'm rather interested in this! Vita, I remember you from before, I think. Was it 'Living Reflection'?
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Down for this if there's still room. You should update the accepted characters in the first post, though.
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Oh, right, I forgot to do that. ^^;
Kept worrying about the site going down again, eh-heh.
Kept worrying about the site going down again, eh-heh.
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@Astarael: Hmm, my problem here is that he just seems... kind of chaotic with no real personality? Um, hmm.@Grey Star: Accepted.@Princess: Accepted. The class names are to describe their role, but keep in mind not to make them too "game-y".@Masaki Haruna: I'll wait until this one's been edited. You can make her from the Japan-analogue, but you'll have to explain why she's around and pick a different picture even still.@The Rider: Okay. On one hand, I don't mind party members being scoundrels, and everyone doesn't have to get along. But the party members have no not want to kill one another, and someone who tortures for fun, calls demons(though I currently need to figure them out better for this setting), and carries a knife they carved from the bone of a sapient being, um... Basically he's pretty blatantly evil and I'm not sure why the non-evil members of the party would tolerate his presence.I'm not saying everyone's character has to be a great person, but they have to be people who can't justifiably be killed by other members of the party.
Hmm...fair enough....your criticism makes sense. I'll rework him completely tonight.
Working on a big guy with a tower shield from Barukstaed. Not done yet, but calling dibs on the trope for now. =P
I made a thing!
"Ah yes! I know Lady Luck quite well. She is not a stranger to me... or my bed."
Name:Isi Eno
Age: 58
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Human/Half-Wood Elf
Class: Witch (High Priestess of Chaos Magic)
Appearance:
Isi, standing at about 5'10'' much taller than her mother, but also quite a bit shorter than her Wood Elf father. Her tan complexion comes close to the bronze of her Elven father and tans quite well. Her eyes come from her father also, but the raven black hair she shows is identical to that of her mother. Her lithe and almost androgynous figure is a perfect mixture of the skinny and fragile physique of her late mother and the athletic and lean tree dwelling Wood Elf form. Her hair is always kept short and wild and her gaze is always impish, depending on the angle you approach her from, you may have difficulty determining whether she is male or female.
Personality: If you wanted to quickly sum up Isi's personality, you could do so in two words "fuck it." Isi is something of a subjectivist and takes very little aside from her own pleasure and the well being of those she is close to, to be important. While not particularly lazy, Isi can't be spurred into action unless she is convinced that she'd in some way gain pleasure from doing something. She believes her actions are ultimately for the best for the realm, but she sees her own finite experience as above that of the futures of people she will never meet. Despite herself, she still hopes, one day, to kill her father.
She is a hedonist, an epicurean, and just a tad bit of Cynic in a way resembling Diogenes. She thinks people have a tendency to over complicate things, and that Velt is country too focused on saving material wealth for the future that people can't see the enjoyment of the present. Isi does not fear death and sees little value in the preservation of life for the purpose of living, instead preferring to do exactly whatever it is she wants in the moment with little concern for whatever consequences may follow. She does not see the Faith of the Fair Lady as a cult or a religion, but instead a philosophy asking those it touches to accept the unknown and to live for the enjoyment of the now. She is a deep thinker, and may surprise her companions with extremely insightful observations and statements out of nowhere. Her attitude, combined with her tendency to view societal norms as pointless can lead her into trouble, particularly in theft and (wo)manizing.
Though not overly strong, she does have a slight southern Nem accent, and still has trouble pronouncing her 'b's.
Brief Backstory: Isi was born a bastard born from the brief affair between a Wood Elf wanderer and a Human peasant, living in a desert town heavily populated by the Nem. Her mother did try to care for her infant daughter for several years before dying, of causes that seemed natural-- but Isi concludes it was brought on by a broken heart. Isi's mother died when she was very young, but the woman still has vivid memories about her, and still very much resents her death.Life as an orphan for the toddler was extremely harsh, especially considering her differences from all the Nem children around her.
At some point in the months following the death of her mother, she was adopted by a group of missionaries from Velt, apparently members of the small faith/cult that was 'The Faith of the Fair Lady of Fate.' The years that followed were based largely around their secretive forest temple, with Isi serving odd jobs and growing into the belief, shifting from a guard, cook, carpenter, and eventually even a nun, form there she worked her way up to the rank of high priestess within the faith.
While she would make runs to surrounding villages and cities on missionary runs and procurement missions as she rose through the ranks, she could never get particularly close, as attitudes from the Witch Wars meant her worship of a minor deity would be seen as heresy. As a high priestess, she makes her own way in the name of the Fair Lady, and apparently she sees what she does now as the best way to spread the messages and teachings of her Goddess.
(More to be added IC)
Equipment: Aside from the stylized armor of The Fair Lady of Luck, her lucky green cloak, her guard spear and her (various) concealed coin purses, Isi doesn't carry much on her. Her religion forbids it, carrying too much alters the odds of life.
Abilities: Isi is about as close as you can become to a "Master" in the art of Gambling with the will of the Gods and the Universe-- or as it's more colloquially known, "Chaos Magic." Her body serves as a direct link and vessel for the erratic will of the unknown, primarily the spirit Hexea, a spirit of dead stars in the 'Faith of the Fair Lady of Fate'. However the residual screams of cosmic horrors that the sentient can not comprehend and perhaps scientific laws in the universe and reality that create what we see as 'chance' also heavily influence her magic.
She is a witch, and relies on the will of her patron spirit to grant her hexs, jinxes, curses and other buffs/debuffs.
Kaos Magyka explained: She can use her magic in two ways-- either by exposing her blood to the air and summoning forth the energy herself or through the use of practiced Chaos magic rituals, invoked through chants, sigils, sacrifice, and the occasional creation of a poultice or brew. Both of these types of magic wager her life force against the power she summons from the supernatural, spirits and ghosts she's made pacts with, cosmic entropic background noise, and the Fair Lady Luck herself. Using Blood magic to summon Chaos magic is faster, but is much weaker and comes at a greater physical toll.
Most of the abilities she can summon are dependent on the moods of the Gods and completely situational environmental factors, making them appear random or without purpose in the moment. However she is practiced in their use, and knows, generally, what she needs to ask from the unknown forces in a moments notice. While she has gifts from all the forces of the immaterial world, most of her magic comes from a singular entity she's made a bargain with-- this entity is Hexea, her patron spirit, representative of dead and unseen stars.
Hexea grants abilities to Isi that are mostly curse based, focusing more on harming opponents through the evil eye, jinxing, hindrance and attrition. Proper rituals cast spells that debuff foes, with a few buffing her own party. Blood magic comes less from Hexea and more from the unknown and cast darker, more attack based magic-- it hurts Isi as well as opponents and it's use corrupts her soul and physical form.
Along with that, years of guard duty have left her with some skills in the use of her spear, and she can infuse spear based attacks with Chaos Magic. She is skilled at gambling in battle as well as outside of it and is skilled at improvisation with little in the way of supplies and time. While she isn't a socially butterfly, she has a way with people, especially women, and can usually get what she wants from them. If all else fails, she is also very agile and fast, thanks to her Wood Elf lineage, this, of course, leaves her vulnerable to a strong hit, though.
Debuffs:
The Sloth of Fallen Dawn: Enemies feel encumbered and burdened and move slower
Dead star's sacrifice: Enemies feel less skilled with their weapons, and are curse to attack less efficiently, dealing
The evil eye of Hexea: Chance to stun enemies
Penitent Flame: Instils fear in enemies
Cosmic Mines: Place mines of magical energy
Mass Confusion: Chance to make enemies lose sight of who to attack
Mass Hysteria: Chance to make enemies temporarily scatter
Paranoia: Chance to have enemies attack each other
Dead star's burden: Curse that wears down enemies' stamina over time
The Chill of the Void: Chance to freeze enemies in place
Spiritual poison: Slow acting poison that will eventually kill enemies
Sleep: Chance to put enemies to sleep
Memories of a forgotten light: Cast a blinding light on enemies, can stun, blind and even has a small chance to turn undead creatures
Buffs:
Hexea's Aura: Anyone close to Isi will slowly be healed
Unlucky Anti-Aura: Creates a circle that enemies cannot enter without having their energy drained
Tranquility field/Graveyard of the suns: A psychic wave that temporarily clears Isi and her allies' minds of worries, allowing them to focus
Dead star's gift: A chant that temporarily boosts the movement speed of Isi and her allies
Solar shield of light: Creates a magical shield of hard light that serves to deflect magic and attacks from magically enchanted weapons
Blood magic:
Magic that uses the force of Isi's soul to cast her own blood as a weapon in a lethal manner,
Name:Isi Eno
Age: 58
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Human/Half-Wood Elf
Class: Witch (High Priestess of Chaos Magic)
Appearance:
Isi, standing at about 5'10'' much taller than her mother, but also quite a bit shorter than her Wood Elf father. Her tan complexion comes close to the bronze of her Elven father and tans quite well. Her eyes come from her father also, but the raven black hair she shows is identical to that of her mother. Her lithe and almost androgynous figure is a perfect mixture of the skinny and fragile physique of her late mother and the athletic and lean tree dwelling Wood Elf form. Her hair is always kept short and wild and her gaze is always impish, depending on the angle you approach her from, you may have difficulty determining whether she is male or female.
Personality: If you wanted to quickly sum up Isi's personality, you could do so in two words "fuck it." Isi is something of a subjectivist and takes very little aside from her own pleasure and the well being of those she is close to, to be important. While not particularly lazy, Isi can't be spurred into action unless she is convinced that she'd in some way gain pleasure from doing something. She believes her actions are ultimately for the best for the realm, but she sees her own finite experience as above that of the futures of people she will never meet. Despite herself, she still hopes, one day, to kill her father.
She is a hedonist, an epicurean, and just a tad bit of Cynic in a way resembling Diogenes. She thinks people have a tendency to over complicate things, and that Velt is country too focused on saving material wealth for the future that people can't see the enjoyment of the present. Isi does not fear death and sees little value in the preservation of life for the purpose of living, instead preferring to do exactly whatever it is she wants in the moment with little concern for whatever consequences may follow. She does not see the Faith of the Fair Lady as a cult or a religion, but instead a philosophy asking those it touches to accept the unknown and to live for the enjoyment of the now. She is a deep thinker, and may surprise her companions with extremely insightful observations and statements out of nowhere. Her attitude, combined with her tendency to view societal norms as pointless can lead her into trouble, particularly in theft and (wo)manizing.
Though not overly strong, she does have a slight southern Nem accent, and still has trouble pronouncing her 'b's.
Brief Backstory: Isi was born a bastard born from the brief affair between a Wood Elf wanderer and a Human peasant, living in a desert town heavily populated by the Nem. Her mother did try to care for her infant daughter for several years before dying, of causes that seemed natural-- but Isi concludes it was brought on by a broken heart. Isi's mother died when she was very young, but the woman still has vivid memories about her, and still very much resents her death.Life as an orphan for the toddler was extremely harsh, especially considering her differences from all the Nem children around her.
At some point in the months following the death of her mother, she was adopted by a group of missionaries from Velt, apparently members of the small faith/cult that was 'The Faith of the Fair Lady of Fate.' The years that followed were based largely around their secretive forest temple, with Isi serving odd jobs and growing into the belief, shifting from a guard, cook, carpenter, and eventually even a nun, form there she worked her way up to the rank of high priestess within the faith.
While she would make runs to surrounding villages and cities on missionary runs and procurement missions as she rose through the ranks, she could never get particularly close, as attitudes from the Witch Wars meant her worship of a minor deity would be seen as heresy. As a high priestess, she makes her own way in the name of the Fair Lady, and apparently she sees what she does now as the best way to spread the messages and teachings of her Goddess.
(More to be added IC)
Equipment: Aside from the stylized armor of The Fair Lady of Luck, her lucky green cloak, her guard spear and her (various) concealed coin purses, Isi doesn't carry much on her. Her religion forbids it, carrying too much alters the odds of life.
Abilities: Isi is about as close as you can become to a "Master" in the art of Gambling with the will of the Gods and the Universe-- or as it's more colloquially known, "Chaos Magic." Her body serves as a direct link and vessel for the erratic will of the unknown, primarily the spirit Hexea, a spirit of dead stars in the 'Faith of the Fair Lady of Fate'. However the residual screams of cosmic horrors that the sentient can not comprehend and perhaps scientific laws in the universe and reality that create what we see as 'chance' also heavily influence her magic.
She is a witch, and relies on the will of her patron spirit to grant her hexs, jinxes, curses and other buffs/debuffs.
Kaos Magyka explained: She can use her magic in two ways-- either by exposing her blood to the air and summoning forth the energy herself or through the use of practiced Chaos magic rituals, invoked through chants, sigils, sacrifice, and the occasional creation of a poultice or brew. Both of these types of magic wager her life force against the power she summons from the supernatural, spirits and ghosts she's made pacts with, cosmic entropic background noise, and the Fair Lady Luck herself. Using Blood magic to summon Chaos magic is faster, but is much weaker and comes at a greater physical toll.
Most of the abilities she can summon are dependent on the moods of the Gods and completely situational environmental factors, making them appear random or without purpose in the moment. However she is practiced in their use, and knows, generally, what she needs to ask from the unknown forces in a moments notice. While she has gifts from all the forces of the immaterial world, most of her magic comes from a singular entity she's made a bargain with-- this entity is Hexea, her patron spirit, representative of dead and unseen stars.
Hexea grants abilities to Isi that are mostly curse based, focusing more on harming opponents through the evil eye, jinxing, hindrance and attrition. Proper rituals cast spells that debuff foes, with a few buffing her own party. Blood magic comes less from Hexea and more from the unknown and cast darker, more attack based magic-- it hurts Isi as well as opponents and it's use corrupts her soul and physical form.
Along with that, years of guard duty have left her with some skills in the use of her spear, and she can infuse spear based attacks with Chaos Magic. She is skilled at gambling in battle as well as outside of it and is skilled at improvisation with little in the way of supplies and time. While she isn't a socially butterfly, she has a way with people, especially women, and can usually get what she wants from them. If all else fails, she is also very agile and fast, thanks to her Wood Elf lineage, this, of course, leaves her vulnerable to a strong hit, though.
Debuffs:
The Sloth of Fallen Dawn: Enemies feel encumbered and burdened and move slower
Dead star's sacrifice: Enemies feel less skilled with their weapons, and are curse to attack less efficiently, dealing
The evil eye of Hexea: Chance to stun enemies
Penitent Flame: Instils fear in enemies
Cosmic Mines: Place mines of magical energy
Mass Confusion: Chance to make enemies lose sight of who to attack
Mass Hysteria: Chance to make enemies temporarily scatter
Paranoia: Chance to have enemies attack each other
Dead star's burden: Curse that wears down enemies' stamina over time
The Chill of the Void: Chance to freeze enemies in place
Spiritual poison: Slow acting poison that will eventually kill enemies
Sleep: Chance to put enemies to sleep
Memories of a forgotten light: Cast a blinding light on enemies, can stun, blind and even has a small chance to turn undead creatures
Buffs:
Hexea's Aura: Anyone close to Isi will slowly be healed
Unlucky Anti-Aura: Creates a circle that enemies cannot enter without having their energy drained
Tranquility field/Graveyard of the suns: A psychic wave that temporarily clears Isi and her allies' minds of worries, allowing them to focus
Dead star's gift: A chant that temporarily boosts the movement speed of Isi and her allies
Solar shield of light: Creates a magical shield of hard light that serves to deflect magic and attacks from magically enchanted weapons
Blood magic:
Magic that uses the force of Isi's soul to cast her own blood as a weapon in a lethal manner,
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Name: Kaghad Norm
Age: 194
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf
Class: Technician
Appearance: Rotund and ancient. His hair is thick and white, his nose enormous, and the area around his eyes eternally purple due to accumulated years of poor eye treatment.
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Personality: Old Kaghad is a surprisingly pleasant individual, given his age. He's not too outgoing and doesn't talk much, but there is a kindliness in his manner that makes many look to him as they would to a venerated grandfather, dwarf or not. While not very wise in the ways of the world and definitely lacking social intelligence, Kaghad's expertise in crafts and materials is uncanny, and though he loves to show his work and teach bits of it to others, he'll always have forgotten more than most humans will ever know. Kaghad's mood tends to be influenced by those around him. While patient with others, he can treat them very condescendingly if he feels they have earned it. In most cases, first impressions influence his opinions of others the most. He's not at all fond of fighting, having terrible instincts for combat, and is somewhat cowardly. By nature, Kaghad is slow and steady, not to be rushed and certainly not to be told to do something differently than the way he's always done it—that is the proud stubbornness of dwarves. He loves collecting, and he is very greedy for both artifacts and treasure, but this is more of a benign motivation than a potentially malevolent obsession.
Brief Backstory:
Equipment: Kaghad wears an assortment of protective gear, not designed to be armor but adequately able to serve as such. He carries with him three implements at all times; the first is a very heavy metal hammer he uses in smithing and as his primary form of attack, when cornered. The second is a longer tool with a drill at one end and a hand-crank at the other, and by a complex system of gears in the middle of the keg-sixed device, his cranks are amplified and give an unexpected amount of power to the drill. The third, called the 'Portable Forge' is what amounts to an oven on a pole. By inserting coal -of which Kaghad always carries a copious amount if he can help it- into the furnace and turning a small crank to get it ignited, Kaghad can get a fire going just about anywhere. A lever on the Portable Forge allows the inner fire to be channeled out through a nozzle of adjustable size, which can result in a jet of fire anywhere between flamethrower and blowtorch depending on the nozzle's diameter. This is most often used to superheat metals that Kaghad is working on. The smoke from the Forge is sent through the pole at expelled from its bottom, away from where he's working.
Abilities: When in possession of his equipment and a good mood, there is no greater technical support for a team than Kaghad. Using his drill, he can bore through small obstacles and -more importantly- break locks. His Portable Forge can be utilized to quickly repair weapons and armor for his team members, and it can be turned into a flamethrower as a last-ditch effort in combat. In terms of combat, Kaghad isn't useless, but a lack of formal training and a crippling slowness make him pretty ill-suited for it, despite very impressive physical strength. He can also craft new equipment, including traps, in the field when provided the necessary materials. Less impressively, he is also quite good at lighting up dark areas, given his stock of coal.
Age: 194
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf
Class: Technician
Appearance: Rotund and ancient. His hair is thick and white, his nose enormous, and the area around his eyes eternally purple due to accumulated years of poor eye treatment.
Take a look
Personality: Old Kaghad is a surprisingly pleasant individual, given his age. He's not too outgoing and doesn't talk much, but there is a kindliness in his manner that makes many look to him as they would to a venerated grandfather, dwarf or not. While not very wise in the ways of the world and definitely lacking social intelligence, Kaghad's expertise in crafts and materials is uncanny, and though he loves to show his work and teach bits of it to others, he'll always have forgotten more than most humans will ever know. Kaghad's mood tends to be influenced by those around him. While patient with others, he can treat them very condescendingly if he feels they have earned it. In most cases, first impressions influence his opinions of others the most. He's not at all fond of fighting, having terrible instincts for combat, and is somewhat cowardly. By nature, Kaghad is slow and steady, not to be rushed and certainly not to be told to do something differently than the way he's always done it—that is the proud stubbornness of dwarves. He loves collecting, and he is very greedy for both artifacts and treasure, but this is more of a benign motivation than a potentially malevolent obsession.
Brief Backstory:
This dwarf's life can be divided into two halves: his existence among his own kind, and his time spent in the world of men. In the great dwarven canyon-city of Beghladuhr, he was raised and educated in the world of the craftsmen by Maghad Dheol, his uncle, for his father -while encouraging and helpful- knew only the ways of the soldier, which Kaghad had quickly found out wasn't his destiny. Under the tutelage of his uncle and several others of Beghladuhr's finest, each striving to create in Kaghad the finest craftsman the city had ever known, he became a veritable prodigy of the art.
His metalworking and tinkering aptitude soon surpassed his uncle, and full of pride he established his own business, separate from those who had instructed him. This garnered some resentment from his elders for seemingly abandoning them, and for some years they were on bad terms. When Kaghad was finally informed of the consequences his actions had wrought, he immediately sought out the old masters and apologized, and they grumpily resumed working together. Still, Kaghad couldn't shake the feeling that the other dwarves were keeping him down, but nevertheless he continued to labor for the glory of the dwarven kingdom and his pocketbook. On his seventieth birthday, however, Kaghad decided that he couldn't stay in the shadow of the old masters any longer and once again struck out on his own; this time, he left the city behind, taking with him his favorite tools and technoligies as he set off to see what kind of world lay beyond the city of his birth.
The world turned out to be an unforgiving place. Kaghad spent quite some time wandering, easily finding work at the inferior smithies of humans, but never finding the place where he fit in. He soon decided that he wished to open up his own grand forge in the capital city of Velt. When he learned of the extravagant costs of establishing himself there, however, he decided to turn elsewhere for the money. He found that by tagging along with parties of adventurers and assisting them by mending their equipment, making them gear, and breaking their locks, he could earn quite a bit. A decade of adventuring brought him enough money to accomplish his dream, and for the next century his unchanging, incredibly forge at the center of the city stood as a landmark among men, and he was unrivaled. Now, however, an old urge has risen in him again. After so long, he cannot help but be drawn back to the promise of adventure -and treasure- once more.
His metalworking and tinkering aptitude soon surpassed his uncle, and full of pride he established his own business, separate from those who had instructed him. This garnered some resentment from his elders for seemingly abandoning them, and for some years they were on bad terms. When Kaghad was finally informed of the consequences his actions had wrought, he immediately sought out the old masters and apologized, and they grumpily resumed working together. Still, Kaghad couldn't shake the feeling that the other dwarves were keeping him down, but nevertheless he continued to labor for the glory of the dwarven kingdom and his pocketbook. On his seventieth birthday, however, Kaghad decided that he couldn't stay in the shadow of the old masters any longer and once again struck out on his own; this time, he left the city behind, taking with him his favorite tools and technoligies as he set off to see what kind of world lay beyond the city of his birth.
The world turned out to be an unforgiving place. Kaghad spent quite some time wandering, easily finding work at the inferior smithies of humans, but never finding the place where he fit in. He soon decided that he wished to open up his own grand forge in the capital city of Velt. When he learned of the extravagant costs of establishing himself there, however, he decided to turn elsewhere for the money. He found that by tagging along with parties of adventurers and assisting them by mending their equipment, making them gear, and breaking their locks, he could earn quite a bit. A decade of adventuring brought him enough money to accomplish his dream, and for the next century his unchanging, incredibly forge at the center of the city stood as a landmark among men, and he was unrivaled. Now, however, an old urge has risen in him again. After so long, he cannot help but be drawn back to the promise of adventure -and treasure- once more.
Equipment: Kaghad wears an assortment of protective gear, not designed to be armor but adequately able to serve as such. He carries with him three implements at all times; the first is a very heavy metal hammer he uses in smithing and as his primary form of attack, when cornered. The second is a longer tool with a drill at one end and a hand-crank at the other, and by a complex system of gears in the middle of the keg-sixed device, his cranks are amplified and give an unexpected amount of power to the drill. The third, called the 'Portable Forge' is what amounts to an oven on a pole. By inserting coal -of which Kaghad always carries a copious amount if he can help it- into the furnace and turning a small crank to get it ignited, Kaghad can get a fire going just about anywhere. A lever on the Portable Forge allows the inner fire to be channeled out through a nozzle of adjustable size, which can result in a jet of fire anywhere between flamethrower and blowtorch depending on the nozzle's diameter. This is most often used to superheat metals that Kaghad is working on. The smoke from the Forge is sent through the pole at expelled from its bottom, away from where he's working.
Abilities: When in possession of his equipment and a good mood, there is no greater technical support for a team than Kaghad. Using his drill, he can bore through small obstacles and -more importantly- break locks. His Portable Forge can be utilized to quickly repair weapons and armor for his team members, and it can be turned into a flamethrower as a last-ditch effort in combat. In terms of combat, Kaghad isn't useless, but a lack of formal training and a crippling slowness make him pretty ill-suited for it, despite very impressive physical strength. He can also craft new equipment, including traps, in the field when provided the necessary materials. Less impressively, he is also quite good at lighting up dark areas, given his stock of coal.
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@Darcs: Okay, um... while I'm willing for there to be some dark things happening, rape is a subject I like to avoid in my RP's. It's a sensitive topic and I'm honestly very wary of including it in any way. The only times I would ever accept it is if it was from a canon in a crossover or canon RP and I absolutely knew it was handled well there.
I also wasn't sure if it would be relevant, but I honestly hadn't decided if Nem are capable of reproducing with other races. They're so small that I thought it would pose an obstacle to actually having a child like that.
Finally, I'm a little wary of her abilities since they seem to amount to entirely random events whenever used. It's hard to judge something like that.
@Lugubrious: Accepted, he looks awesome.
I also wasn't sure if it would be relevant, but I honestly hadn't decided if Nem are capable of reproducing with other races. They're so small that I thought it would pose an obstacle to actually having a child like that.
Finally, I'm a little wary of her abilities since they seem to amount to entirely random events whenever used. It's hard to judge something like that.
@Lugubrious: Accepted, he looks awesome.
VitaVitaAR said @Darcs: Okay, um... while I'm willing for there to be some dark things happening, rape is a subject I like to avoid in my RP's. It's a sensitive topic and I'm honestly very wary of including it in any way. The only times I would ever accept it is if it was from a canon in a crossover or canon RP and I absolutely knew it was handled well there.
Changed the rape to her father just leaving her mother after a consensual relationship, more tame, less angering, but you make fair points.
VitaVitaAR said I also wasn't sure if it would be relevant, but I honestly hadn't decided if Nem are capable of reproducing with other races. They're so small that I thought it would pose an obstacle to actually having a child like that.
I was going by broad fantasy rules where generally humanoid things can have sex with other generally humanoid things and the relationship can generally result in a child. I can make her half-Elf half-Human, but I'd rather not, I really wasn't feeling it.
VitaVitaAR said Finally, I'm a little wary of her abilities since they seem to amount to entirely random events whenever used. It's hard to judge something like that.
I want to make a list of unique possibilities every time she uses her connection to Chaos Magic and roll actual die to see what happens. 1-6 and 1-20 would be my go to numbers, but as things get more challenging maybe I increase the roll and with it the negative possibilities, including death.
I could run the lists of possibilities by you to keep things as fair as possible.
(I also had an idea for a dungeon where the main enemies have been corrupted by this magic, and they have just as of a chance when attacking to put themselves to sleep as the do to cast a bolt of lightening.)
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Thanks for acceptance.
This reminds me of a book I recently read called the Storm Thief, wherein a huge city is ravaged by magical events called Probability Storms that alter reality locally. For example, one of the main characters had his breath robbed by a Probability Storm, and is forced to use a respirator. A different storm created monsters called Mozgas, which were out of sync with time and would shift from moving too quickly to see at one moment to slow-motion the next. Probability is an interesting thing.
After playing in an RP series called Dungeon Keepers for so long, I have more than a few ideas for dungeons I could make. Should be awesome.
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I want to make a list of unique possibilities every time she uses her connection to Chaos Magic and roll actual die to see what happens. 1-6 and 1-20 would be my go to numbers, but as things get more challenging maybe I increase the roll and with it the negative possibilities, including death.I could run the lists of possibilities by you to keep things as fair as possible.(I also had an idea for a dungeon where the main enemies have been corrupted by this magic, and they have just as of a chance when attacking to put themselves to sleep as the do to cast a bolt of lightening.)
This reminds me of a book I recently read called the Storm Thief, wherein a huge city is ravaged by magical events called Probability Storms that alter reality locally. For example, one of the main characters had his breath robbed by a Probability Storm, and is forced to use a respirator. A different storm created monsters called Mozgas, which were out of sync with time and would shift from moving too quickly to see at one moment to slow-motion the next. Probability is an interesting thing.
After playing in an RP series called Dungeon Keepers for so long, I have more than a few ideas for dungeons I could make. Should be awesome.
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@Darcs: Thank you for making the change.
As for the whole issue with Nem, it's less biological incompatibility(and they can sleep with other races), and more producing a child that would be larger than Nem are really meant to bear is the issue here. Though, um, I'm not... completely sure, it wasn't an area I had completely figured out yet.
As for the randomness, I'm... not completely sure and I'll have to think about it.
In more of a general thing, I'm really excited to see what kind of dungeons people have thought up. If you've been accepted you can start work on them.
As for the whole issue with Nem, it's less biological incompatibility(and they can sleep with other races), and more producing a child that would be larger than Nem are really meant to bear is the issue here. Though, um, I'm not... completely sure, it wasn't an area I had completely figured out yet.
As for the randomness, I'm... not completely sure and I'll have to think about it.
In more of a general thing, I'm really excited to see what kind of dungeons people have thought up. If you've been accepted you can start work on them.
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@Astarael: Hmm, my problem here is that he just seems... kind of chaotic with no real personality? Um, hmm.
Ok. The chaotic nature of Lannick is a huge part of his personality. He is as fluid and shifting as his magic. He's very nice, genial, and completely ADD (though I dislike that label as it has become too common place in today's society). In D&D terms he is truely chaotic neutral. If that doesn't work for you I will need to make a new character which will require some thinking and will still likely end up being a mage-type.
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Time to set a ludicrously detailed example.
Name: The Queen's Tree
Brief History: Within the jungle city called Virens, a lowborn girl called Nona grew up on the streets, ignored by all but a boy called Theo who gave her refuge solely to seem charitable. Harboring much resentment in her heart, she was all too eager to listen to a voice that appeared in her head one day, demanding that she journey into the jungle and find its source. After much walking, Nona stumbled upon a logging camp, and in its main hut found a large, deadly-looking wasp sealed in a jar. When she released it, it stung her, transferring into her body the powers and spirit of an ancient evil – Avak. The infusion transformed her into a woman armored in maroon exoskeleton, armed with a barbed rapier, and freed by two marvelous dragonfly wings.
This being, calling herself Clotho, searched the jungle until she found the King Tree, a centuries-old behemoth that towered above the canopy. It was there that she fashioned her essence into a cocoon at the very top, and it was there that her conquest began. After littering the King Tree with countless hives and making the place into a veritable citadel in the sky, she attacked the town of her birth and stole a gem from its guild of life-mages, the Biomancers, that contained the source of their powers. The Biomancers' Guild has reached out for a band of adventurers brave and strong enough to attack Clotho's lair, fight their way to its top, and pry their Jade of Vitality from Clotho's cold, dead forearm.
Layout Summary: Despite the density of the Saploya jungle, the ground beneath the King Tree has been cleared for several hundred feet in every direction, meaning the only way to approach it is from the trunk. At the base of the King Tree, among the roots, is the underground colony of the Antlions. From there, the marauders must work their way up the trunk and into the canopy, exploiting many hive stems, branch bridges, and tunnels through the wood to traverse the way. At various locations on the tree are different specialized rooms, including the Antlion Colony, the Myrmidon Den, the Lambent Hives, the Compound of Eyes, the Living Foundry, and the Apothecary. Each are challenging to assault but will debilitate the dungeon's ability to fight back when taken. There are numerous Stashes hidden everywhere, where loot hidden away by the insects can be found. At the very top of the tree, at a dizzying height, is the Heart Chamber, wherein lies the cocoon that contains Clotho's life essence. There, the Jade will be.
Threats: This dungeon's primary threat are the various monstrous insects that infest it. There are no real traps to speak of, or puzzles, but navigating the place can be tricky since it was built for insects, so agility skills may be necessary.
Macula- A living security system. It is approximately a foot across and wide, with traits of both tick and cicada. It sports a thin carapace, murky brown-green in color, that help to camouflage it, but its dominant feature is the huge eye in its abdomen, facing upward. This startling oculus resembles a human's, but with a sickly yellow hue and orange iris. They sound a large grating song to alert other Maculas when they see any intruders. Their vision is relayed back to the Compound of Eyes en masse, allowing its occupant to see whatever they see.
Myrmidon - 6” tall, 4” long ant-centaur sort of thing. Though it does have a humanoid torso, it is still totally enclosed by a carapace that is tough, fibrous, and spiky all in one. Usually outfitted with both body-length shield and long spear, and can fight with claws and mandibles in close quarters. Built for survivability. Expect to find them throughout the Tree.
Antlion – Living siege engines. Six feet tall, six feet wide, and sixteen feet long, these huge bugs are sturdily built, with multi-coloured splotchy shells. They have four huge mandibles on their heads; these mandibles are incredibly dense and possess extraordinary strength, and are used for digging through the earth or tearing apart structures and enemies. The feet have high traction due their barbs and hairs. Physically powerful, but has negligible mental or magical capability. Though big and intimidating, Antlions' slowness and stupidity make them relatively poor fighters in sustained combat (though they can charge fairly quickly). The head, all muscle and no shell, is the weak spot—if you can get past the mandibles. Expect to find them closer to the base of the Tree.
Lambent- Large fireflies with a few human traits. Decently intelligent, strong, and fast, though their dark brown exoskeletons cannot sustain much damage. They wield natural blades extended from their first two pairs of legs. Their bodies are full of chemicals that react to produce intense light. This light can be used to disorient foes, but the chemicals are even more useful when stored in their abdomens for use as glowing, caustic projectiles to rain down on foes from above. Expect to find them in great numbers at the top of the tree.
Baudrii - Having once been human like his mistress, Clotho, Baudrii's appearance is similar to hers in many aspects. He stands at a tall 7'8", leaving him a few inches taller than his mistress, his carapace being a much darker shade compared to Clotho's, almost black with dark-green lines and streaks. His carapace was fashioned into sleek, contiguous plates. and his head and shoulders in particular were shaped to form a chitinous gorget and armet. A large rhinoceros beetle horn grows out of the top of his forehead. His beetle-esque wings are protected by hardened fore-wings that formed a shape very much like a shield when not in use. One his forearms are tiny pores that can be opened at will to secrete an acid venom capable of burning and melting through most materials, that he is also capable of determining just how long the affects of last. He is most likely to be encountered in the Living Foundry, or in the Heart Chamber. Consider him a miniboss.
Clotho - A tall, lithe physical fighter that prefers speed to brute strength and is a master of bugs and parasites of all kinds. She is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a rather spiny, chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in colour. Two gossamer rounded wings form into a cloak when not in use. A mohawk of sorts adorns her head, made of a rough, leathery material that resembles scales. Her favoured weapon is a barbed sabre, which goes in cleanly but is very messy coming out. Some of her power relies on the gem she stole from the Biomancer's Guild, which is implanted into her left forearm. Protruding from that same arm is the Stinger, a small blade full of corrupted life magic, capable of delivering devious toxins. As long as Clotho's Heart lives, she will be resurrected by it. She is most likely be in the Compound of Eyes, monitoring her tree through her Maculas' eyes.
Name: The Queen's Tree
Brief History: Within the jungle city called Virens, a lowborn girl called Nona grew up on the streets, ignored by all but a boy called Theo who gave her refuge solely to seem charitable. Harboring much resentment in her heart, she was all too eager to listen to a voice that appeared in her head one day, demanding that she journey into the jungle and find its source. After much walking, Nona stumbled upon a logging camp, and in its main hut found a large, deadly-looking wasp sealed in a jar. When she released it, it stung her, transferring into her body the powers and spirit of an ancient evil – Avak. The infusion transformed her into a woman armored in maroon exoskeleton, armed with a barbed rapier, and freed by two marvelous dragonfly wings.
This being, calling herself Clotho, searched the jungle until she found the King Tree, a centuries-old behemoth that towered above the canopy. It was there that she fashioned her essence into a cocoon at the very top, and it was there that her conquest began. After littering the King Tree with countless hives and making the place into a veritable citadel in the sky, she attacked the town of her birth and stole a gem from its guild of life-mages, the Biomancers, that contained the source of their powers. The Biomancers' Guild has reached out for a band of adventurers brave and strong enough to attack Clotho's lair, fight their way to its top, and pry their Jade of Vitality from Clotho's cold, dead forearm.
Layout Summary: Despite the density of the Saploya jungle, the ground beneath the King Tree has been cleared for several hundred feet in every direction, meaning the only way to approach it is from the trunk. At the base of the King Tree, among the roots, is the underground colony of the Antlions. From there, the marauders must work their way up the trunk and into the canopy, exploiting many hive stems, branch bridges, and tunnels through the wood to traverse the way. At various locations on the tree are different specialized rooms, including the Antlion Colony, the Myrmidon Den, the Lambent Hives, the Compound of Eyes, the Living Foundry, and the Apothecary. Each are challenging to assault but will debilitate the dungeon's ability to fight back when taken. There are numerous Stashes hidden everywhere, where loot hidden away by the insects can be found. At the very top of the tree, at a dizzying height, is the Heart Chamber, wherein lies the cocoon that contains Clotho's life essence. There, the Jade will be.
Threats: This dungeon's primary threat are the various monstrous insects that infest it. There are no real traps to speak of, or puzzles, but navigating the place can be tricky since it was built for insects, so agility skills may be necessary.
Macula- A living security system. It is approximately a foot across and wide, with traits of both tick and cicada. It sports a thin carapace, murky brown-green in color, that help to camouflage it, but its dominant feature is the huge eye in its abdomen, facing upward. This startling oculus resembles a human's, but with a sickly yellow hue and orange iris. They sound a large grating song to alert other Maculas when they see any intruders. Their vision is relayed back to the Compound of Eyes en masse, allowing its occupant to see whatever they see.
Myrmidon - 6” tall, 4” long ant-centaur sort of thing. Though it does have a humanoid torso, it is still totally enclosed by a carapace that is tough, fibrous, and spiky all in one. Usually outfitted with both body-length shield and long spear, and can fight with claws and mandibles in close quarters. Built for survivability. Expect to find them throughout the Tree.
Antlion – Living siege engines. Six feet tall, six feet wide, and sixteen feet long, these huge bugs are sturdily built, with multi-coloured splotchy shells. They have four huge mandibles on their heads; these mandibles are incredibly dense and possess extraordinary strength, and are used for digging through the earth or tearing apart structures and enemies. The feet have high traction due their barbs and hairs. Physically powerful, but has negligible mental or magical capability. Though big and intimidating, Antlions' slowness and stupidity make them relatively poor fighters in sustained combat (though they can charge fairly quickly). The head, all muscle and no shell, is the weak spot—if you can get past the mandibles. Expect to find them closer to the base of the Tree.
Lambent- Large fireflies with a few human traits. Decently intelligent, strong, and fast, though their dark brown exoskeletons cannot sustain much damage. They wield natural blades extended from their first two pairs of legs. Their bodies are full of chemicals that react to produce intense light. This light can be used to disorient foes, but the chemicals are even more useful when stored in their abdomens for use as glowing, caustic projectiles to rain down on foes from above. Expect to find them in great numbers at the top of the tree.
Baudrii - Having once been human like his mistress, Clotho, Baudrii's appearance is similar to hers in many aspects. He stands at a tall 7'8", leaving him a few inches taller than his mistress, his carapace being a much darker shade compared to Clotho's, almost black with dark-green lines and streaks. His carapace was fashioned into sleek, contiguous plates. and his head and shoulders in particular were shaped to form a chitinous gorget and armet. A large rhinoceros beetle horn grows out of the top of his forehead. His beetle-esque wings are protected by hardened fore-wings that formed a shape very much like a shield when not in use. One his forearms are tiny pores that can be opened at will to secrete an acid venom capable of burning and melting through most materials, that he is also capable of determining just how long the affects of last. He is most likely to be encountered in the Living Foundry, or in the Heart Chamber. Consider him a miniboss.
Clotho - A tall, lithe physical fighter that prefers speed to brute strength and is a master of bugs and parasites of all kinds. She is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a rather spiny, chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in colour. Two gossamer rounded wings form into a cloak when not in use. A mohawk of sorts adorns her head, made of a rough, leathery material that resembles scales. Her favoured weapon is a barbed sabre, which goes in cleanly but is very messy coming out. Some of her power relies on the gem she stole from the Biomancer's Guild, which is implanted into her left forearm. Protruding from that same arm is the Stinger, a small blade full of corrupted life magic, capable of delivering devious toxins. As long as Clotho's Heart lives, she will be resurrected by it. She is most likely be in the Compound of Eyes, monitoring her tree through her Maculas' eyes.
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Is it possible to play a race besides the ones mentioned, if I clear it beforehand with the GM?
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I'll look into everything newly-posted in more detail most likely the day after Christmas. ^^;
For now, um, it is indeed okay to play a race unmentioned as long as it's cleared with me, I did mention being flexible.
For now, um, it is indeed okay to play a race unmentioned as long as it's cleared with me, I did mention being flexible.
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can I make a Gnome Ranger who has a bear for an animal companion?
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Alright, here comes my blacksmith weapons master
Name: Jonathan Grimsteel
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Weapons master
Appearance: Short brown hair, square jaw, brown eyes. Fairly non-descript, slightly better than average appearance.
Personality: Jon is fairly stoic in nature but is a joking person on occasion. He’s isn’t usually the type to joke around but occasionally tries to lift the mood (and fails because he’s seen as super serious). Also somewhat humble. He’s actually light hearted at times and often smiles, though not when he’s working or fighting. He's a fairly down to earth person because of his peasantry background. Jon is also a weapons collector and enthusiast and takes some pleasure in window shopping for weapons.
Backstory (not that brief): Jon was born to a peasant family and always dreamt of being a knight. In his childhood, Jon figured out that there was a solution to everything. As soon as he could, he went to a knight school and trained to be a knight. He became a skilled and well respected knight but he began to wonder. What was the perfect weapon? Each weapon had their own strengths and weaknesses, but there was no one weapon that suited every situation. Jon travelled the lands to find it, and found new and strange weapons, mastering different arms but he found no one weapon that was perfect. It was then that he saw a traveller wield a strange weapon in a fighting style that he hadn't seen before. When Jon asked where he had gotten the strange weapon, the traveller answered that they had found it in the dungeons. Jon decided to delve into the dungeons to find the perfect weapon.
Jon’s Armour
Jon had his armour specially made, lighter than normal steel plate armour with a few things he thought would be handy.
Weapon chains: One of the more notable features are the retractable chains he has built into his gauntlets that attach to his weapons. The chains ensure that he will not lose his weapons. It also opens up many fun opportunities in battle. He likes to throw his weapons and stuff so it’s pretty handy. The chain is really strong and can hold his full weight + his armour weight + his weapon weight a few times over. He also has spares but it takes a bit of time to replace the chain. Took a while to get used to, but it's pretty fun to play around with.
Back sheathe: it's got a back sheathe for all his weapons so they're easy to reach. The problem is that while it would look cool with a cape, the cape would get in the way.
It’s light: It's lighter than normal.
Weapons
A steel broadsword, a shield and a few throwing knives. Slightly high quality steel stuff, but normal. Hopefully his armoury will increase as the RP goes on.
Abilities: Jon has a lot of strength for a human. He’s so strong that he can run with his kit. Not for long, though. Other than that, he also has a mind for strategy. He also has a lot of knowledge about weapons and how they are used.
Name: Jonathan Grimsteel
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Weapons master
Appearance: Short brown hair, square jaw, brown eyes. Fairly non-descript, slightly better than average appearance.
Personality: Jon is fairly stoic in nature but is a joking person on occasion. He’s isn’t usually the type to joke around but occasionally tries to lift the mood (and fails because he’s seen as super serious). Also somewhat humble. He’s actually light hearted at times and often smiles, though not when he’s working or fighting. He's a fairly down to earth person because of his peasantry background. Jon is also a weapons collector and enthusiast and takes some pleasure in window shopping for weapons.
Backstory (not that brief): Jon was born to a peasant family and always dreamt of being a knight. In his childhood, Jon figured out that there was a solution to everything. As soon as he could, he went to a knight school and trained to be a knight. He became a skilled and well respected knight but he began to wonder. What was the perfect weapon? Each weapon had their own strengths and weaknesses, but there was no one weapon that suited every situation. Jon travelled the lands to find it, and found new and strange weapons, mastering different arms but he found no one weapon that was perfect. It was then that he saw a traveller wield a strange weapon in a fighting style that he hadn't seen before. When Jon asked where he had gotten the strange weapon, the traveller answered that they had found it in the dungeons. Jon decided to delve into the dungeons to find the perfect weapon.
Jon’s Armour
Jon had his armour specially made, lighter than normal steel plate armour with a few things he thought would be handy.
Weapon chains: One of the more notable features are the retractable chains he has built into his gauntlets that attach to his weapons. The chains ensure that he will not lose his weapons. It also opens up many fun opportunities in battle. He likes to throw his weapons and stuff so it’s pretty handy. The chain is really strong and can hold his full weight + his armour weight + his weapon weight a few times over. He also has spares but it takes a bit of time to replace the chain. Took a while to get used to, but it's pretty fun to play around with.
Back sheathe: it's got a back sheathe for all his weapons so they're easy to reach. The problem is that while it would look cool with a cape, the cape would get in the way.
It’s light: It's lighter than normal.
Weapons
A steel broadsword, a shield and a few throwing knives. Slightly high quality steel stuff, but normal. Hopefully his armoury will increase as the RP goes on.
Abilities: Jon has a lot of strength for a human. He’s so strong that he can run with his kit. Not for long, though. Other than that, he also has a mind for strategy. He also has a lot of knowledge about weapons and how they are used.
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@ThePatriarch: Depends on what you intend, really.
@LordSanta: An awful lot of weapons, but I'll look at it more possibly tomorrow but more likely after.
@LordSanta: An awful lot of weapons, but I'll look at it more possibly tomorrow but more likely after.
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