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Character you have created: William Price
Alias: Death Dealer
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using):OliveDrab
Character Alignment: Walking The Line (Aberrant)
Identity: Secret (for now)

Character Personality:
William Price is a man motivated by his convictions, tragedies and traumas. More than that he was a loving husband, a dedicated marine. Goal and mission-oriented. Tough, self-reliant, with a gleam in his eye. An Operator, and craftsman. Believes in mastering the things he learns and does. Adaptable, flexible, even when planning. Capable of completely improvising as well. Introverted, not usually given to long speeches. INtuitive in his grasp of concepts, information, people, able to fill in information and the blanks quickly. 

Appearance:





Build: Lean & athletic
Weight: 185 lbs
Height: 5’ 9”
Eye color: Hazel
Hair: Brown

Uniform/costume: None, specifically. Anything from street clothes to full tactical gear, to even martial arts gi... depends on the moment and the day, and what's going on. 



Blood Type: O+
DOB: 3/14
SSN: 546-17-7199
Birth Order: Middle ( 2 sisters, 1 illegitimate)
Land of Origin: United States
Environment Growing Up: Small to medium city (15,000 to 500,000)
Socio/Economic Background: Laborer/Middle-class
Marital Status: Widower


William Price (named after his grandfather) was never born to a happy home. His father, Shane was something of a man-slut. He got around quite a bit. His mother, Amelia died in the process of child-birth due to complications, but they were able to save him. With his older sister in tow, he wound up being raised solely by Shane and his holder sister for years. Finally, Shane found another woman, Elizabeth Franks, whom he married once Liz as she was commonly known became pregnant with Shane's third child.

Shane resented being saddled with not one, but two children from prior relations. To this day, William still feels that his father blames him for the death of Amelia, as well as other marital troubles. His older sister, Lacey Williams was allowed to do as she wished, but was a natural caregiver. It was no surprise when she became an EMT or paramedic for LHEMS.

Always trying to live up to the memory of his sisters in his father's eyes, William never seemed to quite get there. This alone was frustrating. Sensing his frustrations, his grandfather Billy took him under wing. Taught him to hunt, fish, and live off the land. As a former Marine, Billy told his grandson all sorts of stories from during his time in the service.

Fortunately, early childhood woes began to wane as Will discovered that his family was a large one that extended over a good portion of the globe, both on his mother's side as well as his father's, and also included his step-mother's family. This allowed him to travel and pick up other languages as well as give him a more rounded upbringing, well into his teenage years. His father was happy to not have the boy underfoot most of the time. This still saddened William, but he accepted it as fact.

Along the way, Will picked up an interest in martial arts, , as well as a need as he occasionally traveled in dangerous parts of the world, especially during the summer months. This gave him a wide array of knowledge, and allowed him to perfect it through the school year. Unlike most of his classmates, he didn't train for sport but for combat. He also took an interest in tactics, both military and civilian (law enforcement). He began to look at his gear along with with his hunting trips as opportunity to train.

Already planning on joining the US Military once he was out of high school, he had entered the Marines. He'd finished with training at Paris Island. His time before prepared him, made him mentally tougher, and more ready, and a better soldier. AS a result, his instructors pushed harder, farther, seeking to turn him into an even better Marine. He took to most every aspect of Marine Corps life.

Just before 9/11 Will sought to enter enter Scout/Sniper school. Slots were harder to come by then. With the attack on the Twin Towers, more space was opened up. Making entry into the school, his prior experience proved useful. A-School sharpened his fieldcraft, his initial shooting skills. But more than that, they gave him the skills to make and modify his own weapons, and give him the skills to make him the most effective weapon on the battlefield.

One of the proud few to make it all the way through Scout-Sniper training at Quantico, he moved into full time military service where his skills served to keep Marines and other service personnel safe, and bring the fight to those who would seek to bring terror to American soil.

Eventually, William wound up re-uping for another four years. During one rotation back to the states he met a girl by the name of Andrea. He was fairly taken with her. The two entered into a relationship that was sometimes rocky. As a civilian the demands that William had placed on him, as well as on himself were a little hard to fathom. But they made it work for the next few years, despite frequent conflicts on when him leaving the military.

Looking to make extra money, William joined Black Dog Security Services, a private contractor. Effectively a mercenary, he took a one-year contract. The pay was far more than his time in the military, essentially doing the same or similar jobs with much lower risk. And he was able to travel home much more readily. It was a happy medium, with a much lower operational tempo. There, he met a by the name of Joel Goodman. The two became friends. Turned out Joel was a native to Lost Haven as well. They were able to bond over home. Joe was former Army, which meant there was a friendly rivalry there, as well as swapping war stories.

So it was that the former marine began the process of transferring back into civilian life. Transferring back to Lost Haven. Black Dog worked specialist security for a few VIP's and other groups in the region, as well as for important corporate business locations. One such contract happened to be for Gene Corp. Unfortunately, one such protection contract resulted in a lot of deaths, both within Gene Corp and Black Dog Security. The incident in question related to a meta-mutated test subject for an experimental virus killing their way out of the building.

The death of several friends within Black Dog was a tragedy for him. Deciding he could no longer protect Gene Corp and it's interests, he sought to dissolve his contract with Black Dog. The company let him go, quietly. A short time later, other things began to go wrong within Lost Haven. (Further details to be shown IC and elsewhere)




Hero Type: Hybrid (normal/other - Special Training)
Power Level: Street Level
Powers (Be Specific): None

Skills and Notable Abilities:
Common Skills - Speaks multiple languages, skilled/crack driver, basic and advanced math
Weapons Skills - Has an expert rating with nearly anything that fires a projectile, or holds an edge.
Wilderness, Hunting, & Survival - Due to being a career hunter from a young age, as well as par to Marine Scout/Sniper training, William is a survival skills expert and can put on a S.E.R.E. (Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape) Master Class
Manhunter/Hunter of Gunmen - Trained in scouting, reconnaissance, intelligence gathering, as well as tracking, surveillance, imitation, impersonation. This allows him to track friends and enemies, anticipate their strategies, quickly count weapons and personnel, and analyze organizational structures. This also makes him able to select when, where, and how he will eliminate his targets, and lethal at any range.
Fast Learner & Jack of All Trades - William has always been sharp as a razor and whip smart. Able to pick up languages, to bit sand pieces of all sorts of things from basic electronics and mechanics and more.
Quick-Draw & Sharpshooter - Due to a number years as aprofessional operator, he has mastered skills with firearms with many hours of practice, allowing him to draw pistols or ready rifles faster than most. As a sharpshooter he is able to perform shooting tricks, such as shooting upside down, over his shoulder with a mirror, ricochet shots (within reason) and so on. This is experience based, not some sort of magical power/ability. As a result he also as an intuitive grasp for trigonometry. - Don't play pool against him lightly.
Gunsmith - As part of Scout/Sniper training, all candidates are required to learn to build their own firearms able to shoot sub-MOA within a given range. (400 meters I believe). They learn the ins and outs of gunsmithing. Basic combat training teaches recruits to maintain their weaponry. Along the way, William learned to modify weapons, ammunition, repair, and even build firearms and parts as required.
Tracking/Trapping - As a long time hunter, it is always easier to procure meat when you don't actually have to hunt. In this way, William learned how to make all manner of traps and snares, dead falls, and pitfalls, as well as learning to track all sorts of animals. This has translated well into tracking and trapping people as well.
Disguise Scent - spending much time hunting, as well as a Scout/Sniper, William spent much time learning myriad ways of diverting or disguising his scent, reducing it, letting the wind take it, or altering it to seem like something else.


Note: All skills have chances of failure. I track their percentages. So don't think everything is an automatic thing.


ATTRIBUTES:
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Peak Human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours, or fighting flat out for up to forty-five (45) minutes
Agility: Peak Human
Intelligence: High Average/Low Genius
Fighting Skill: Highly Trained/Mastered (would never call himself a master)


Resources: Large
William has been fortunate, despite an ill fate with his father. Having earned a fair amount of extra money while working for Black Dog he has been able to accrue extra cash, which he squirreled away a decent amount. His grandmother passed away several years ago, and his grandfather left a few things to his namesake grandson. These included a lakeside lodge/house, along with a restored '69 Challenger, and the hidden nest egg of his retirement, sum - one hundred thousand dollars. 
Residences
Lakeside Lodge - Grandfather's place - lived there off and on for 10 years
Two-bed apt - Lived there for  8 years

Cache & Other Locations
Rooftop - Cache - go bag hidden away, with cash, sidearm, and a few other items needed for SERE
Warehouse - Forward operating base - Contains a few weapons, supplies, radio gear, ammunition, and gear to make custom loads, and do some modification to weapons
Abandoned Steel Mill - Bug-out location - Similar to warehouse location
Buried bolthole - rural property - food, water, ammunition, weapons, other supplies. Location is buried in the woods, made from pre-cast concrete pieces, buried sufficiently deep with surface access disguised. Can have power supplied by solar, wind, and conventional generator. Also has batteries and inverters if wishing to give no sign at all of presence on the surface.


Vehicles
Van - 16 yrs old, still runs
SUV, light - 3 years old (paid)
Jeep Wrangler - 4 years old (paid off)
‘69 Challenger -  $30,000 (can only get 80% @ auction)


Finances
Cash: You receive $100,000 from a hidden nest egg your family kept.
Life Savings (personal): $6,000
$30,000 (Additional) to DD’s personal savings & funds for the fight.


Equipment - Budget: 35,000  
$10,500 to be spent on weapons, ammo, and mahunting gear. 
$7,000 to be spent on camping, hunting, and wilderness type equipment. 
The rest can be spent on other items
As much as $10,500 of the money can be saved for later purchases.

Weapons & Armor: Anything goes with this wild guy, but he won't waste his time reinventing the wheel, so he usually has conventional weaponry, body armor, and equipment available.

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Notes: Presumably, the character already has a nice furnished apartment or flat, a reasonable number of personal possessions and creature comforts. He owns a jeep that is 4 years old and in excellent condition, plus a den or workshop for storing equipment and working on his weapons, ammunition, etc. (Has spent $40,000 equipping it, this could be a secret compartment/room)



Weaknesses: While tougher than average, character is still susceptible to most human frailties.
(pondering some substance abuse here)

Supporting Characters:
【Family】

Grandfather(Deceased): Billy Price

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Grandmother: Margaret 'Margie' Price (Maiden name - Gilmore)

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Mother: Amelia Price (Maiden name - Holman)
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Father: Shane Price

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Aunt(Maternal);
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Cousin(Maternal):
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【Friends】

Friend: Joel Goodman
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【Loved Ones】

Wife (Deceased): Halle Price (Maiden - Denzil)

Halle grew up on a modern banana plantation not too far from Cebu in the Philippines. They met during his travels as a younger man before joining the military. Her family owned the plantation and was a decent producer at the time. Adventurous, fun-loving, outdoorsy, he was taken with her and spent at least one sumemr together. They kept in touch, and grew closer during his time with the military. He made a point to visit again during times when he had leave, and could make it. 

Halle had learned much about the States. Having developed an eye for photography, she had a dream to come to the US and become a photographer, as well as perhaps continue traveling the world. So i was that she had moved in her early twenties, to live with one of her uncles. In the process, she had come to live over a coin-op laundromat that he owned. Eventually he moved out but she was allowed to stay, and lived there for some time.

Emphysema took his life, leaving her to run the coin-op as there were no immediate family. As a relatively low-maintenance business, it allowed her to pursue an education, work on her photography and be comfortable, while sending money and keeping touch back home while living in Lost Haven. By then, Halle and William had been seeing each other regularly especially when he was home. After a few years of this, he proposed, and she accepted. It was a relatively good sized wedding with his family being the size it was. Quite a number of hers flew in from her homeland as well.

To this day, memories of Halle are some of his strongest, and most bittersweet ones.

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【William Price - Death Dealer】


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~"The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping. There is another world beneath it. And if you want to survive it, you have to learn to pull the trigger."~
【Personal Info】

【Name: William Price
【Nicknames: Bill/Billy, BP, D, Double-D
【Alias: Death Dealer
【Age: 32
【Age Appearance: 28
【Gender: Male
【Sexuality: Straight

【Rank: Gunnery Sgt (Retired)

【Additional Appearance Info: Include height and weight; Notable equipment/item locations.
Build: Lean & athletic
Weight: 185 lbs
Height: 5’ 9”
Eye color: Hazel
Hair: Brown

【Biography:

William Price (named after his grandfather) was never born to a happy home. His father, Shane was something of a man-slut. He got around quite a bit. His mother, Amelia died in the process of child-birth due to complications, but they were able to save him. With his older sister in tow, he wound up being raised solely by Shane and his holder sister for years. Finally, Shane found another woman, Elizabeth Franks, whom he married once Liz as she was commonly known became pregnant with Shane's third child. 

Shane resented being saddled with not one, but two children from prior relations. To this day, William still feels that his father blames him for the death of Amelia, as well as other marital troubles. His older sister, Lacey Williams was allowed to do as she wished, but was a natural caregiver. It was no surprise when she became an EMT or paramedic for LHEMS. 

Always trying to live up to the memory of his sisters in his father's eyes, William never seemed to quite get there. This alone was frustrating. Sensing his frustrations, his grandfather Billy took him under wing. Taught him to hunt, fish, and live off the land. As a former Marine, Billy told his grandson all sorts of stories from during his time in the service. 

Fortunately, early childhood woes began to wane as Will discovered that his family was a large one that extended over a good portion of the globe, both on his mother's side as well as his father's, and also included his step-mother's family. This allowed him to travel and pick up other languages as well as give him a more rounded upbringing, well into his teenage years. His father was happy to not have the boy underfoot most of the time. This still saddened William, but he accepted it as fact. 

Along the way, Will picked up an interest in martial arts, , as well as a need as he occasionally traveled in dangerous parts of the world, especially during the summer months. This gave him a wide array of knowledge, and allowed him to perfect it through the school year. Unlike most of his classmates, he didn't train for sport but for combat. He also took an interest in tactics, both military and civilian (law enforcement). He began to look at his gear along with with his hunting trips as opportunity to train. 

Already planning on joining the US Military once he was out of high school, he had entered the Marines. He'd finished with training at Paris Island. His time before prepared him, made him mentally tougher, and more ready, and a better soldier. AS a result, his instructors pushed harder, farther, seeking to turn him into an even better Marine. He took to most every aspect of Marine Corps life. 

Just before 9/11 Will sought to enter enter Scout/Sniper school. Slots were harder to come by then. With the attack on the Twin Towers, more space was opened up. Making entry into the school, his prior experience proved useful. A-School sharpened his fieldcraft, his initial shooting skills. But more than that, they gave him the skills to make and modify his own weapons, and give him the skills to make him the most effective weapon on the battlefield. 

One of the proud few to make it all the way through Scout-Sniper training at Quantico, he moved into full time military service where his skills served to keep Marines and other service personnel safe, and bring the fight to those who would seek to bring terror to American soil. 

Eventually, William wound up re-uping  for another four years. During one rotation back to the states he met a girl by the name of Andrea. He was fairly taken with her. The two entered into a relationship that was sometimes rocky. As a civilian the demands that William had placed on him, as well as on himself were a little hard to fathom. But they made it work for the next few years, despite frequent conflicts on when him leaving the military. 

Looking to make extra money, William joined Black Dog Security Services, a private contractor. Effectively a mercenary, he took a one-year contract. The pay was far more than his time in the military, essentially doing the same or similar jobs with much lower risk. And he was able to travel home much more readily. It was a happy medium, with a much lower operational tempo. There, he met a by the name of Joel Goodman. The two became friends. Turned out Joel was a native to Lost Haven as well. They were able to bond over home. Joe was former Army, which meant there was a friendly rivalry there, as well as swapping war stories. 

So it was that the former marine began the process of transferring back into civilian life. Transferring back to Lost Haven. Black Dog worked specialist security for a few VIP's and other groups in the region, as well as for important corporate business locations. One such contract happened to be for Gene Corp. Unfortunately, one such protection contract resulted in a lot of deaths, both within Gene Corp and Black Dog Security. The incident in question related to a meta-mutated test subject for an experimental virus killing their way out of the building.

The death of several friends within Black Dog was a tragedy for him. Deciding he could no longer protect Gene Corp and it's interests, he sought to dissolve his contract with Black Dog. The company let him go, quietly. A short time later, other things began to go wrong within Lost Haven. (Further details to be shown IC and elsewhere)


【Personality: William Price is a man motivated by his convictions, tragedies and traumas. More than that he was a loving husband, a dedicated marine. Goal and mission-oriented. 
【Notable Traits】
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▲ Highly trained in military tactics, as well as civilian and personal tactics
▲ Strong convictions, and will act on them, defend them as needed. 
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Seilber Vulpez


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~Quote from the Character~


Character Summary


Name: Seilber Vulpez
Aliases:(Nicknames, previous names, maiden names, etc.)
Age: 17
Race/Ethnicty: Faunus (Fox)
Place of Origin: Remnant
Gender: Female
Class(es):

Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.


Strength:
Dexterity:
Constitution:
Intelligence:
Wisdom:
Charisma:

Physical Attributes

Height:
Weight:
Build:
Eyes:
Hair:
Skin Tone:
Color: Silver
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:

Appearance: Single tail, not nine. Hair would be silvery white in winter, but changes toward spring and summer to be rusty, brownish, and reddish, like the changing fur of the Arctic foxes her name is drawn from. The following references below should give some idea.
Day To Day Attire:
Emblem:
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Weaknesses: (minimum 3)
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Psychological Attributes

Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait


Sexuality:
Relationship Status:
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs
((Subject to change during play, as this is just guestimation. She could wind up totally different.)) Can be elusive or evasive. Cautious, careful, wary. Smart, but when finds those that she can trust or are worthy, will attach to them strongly. Can be manipulative, and play tricks from time to time. Tends to use said manipulation to get what she wants. Will often play the nice girl, and when not on her guard, can actually be nice. Is not above using her looks, or anything else at her disposal to get what she wants.Generally she only goes to those kinds of tactics if there is a justifiable reason, in her mind. Sometimes likes to mess with others, especially when she perceives them as less intelligent, or needing to be knocked down a peg. She might be perceived as petty or passive-aggressive, or at least snide or sarcastic. This is done sometimes to be funny, or to hide her true feelings, or at least vent them. Probably a bit of a smart-ass. Foxes can be social and affectionate creatures, but often they aren't good at it, or don't know how at first. As such, Seilber can fall into this pattern. Inquisitive, curious, nosy, which can lead to trouble, and may be likely to push the boundaries of the rules. May become aggressive when an opponent is perceived as weak.
Habits: Minimal 3 

Hobbies: At least 1 

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged 

Likes: (Minimum of 6)
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Dislikes: (Minimum of 6)
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Motivations/Goals


Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Skill: Description
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Specialty:
Seilber tends to work from range with the bow form, channeling powerful Dust based attacks, precision shots with arrows when she has them, or even using illusory arrows with her semblance. Inversely, she is just as comfortable at close range, using her blades in rapid succession creating a virtual screen of cutting strikes. Using the handle loops around a finger, she can flail her blades often three or four times in a single swipe of her arm, or they can be spun in front of her to create a screen against projectiles. Combining the blades she can throw it end over end or point on, or create illusions of such. Fighting full out, she becomes a blurred form that dodges and strikes from many angles, elusive, hard to pin down as man or beast strikes at mirages and shadows, keeping her safe from harm as she was, in that moment, somewhere else. She fights using trickery, natural fox-based agility, as well as her ability to leap and jump, dodging side to side, and attacking overhead, while paying attention to her animal keen senses. Seilber makes a wonderful distraction or tenacious harasser, or even a slippery assassin, and is capable at almost any range of combat. Another note, combining her attacks with Mirage Replay, she may replay an attack again, maybe several times depending on what was involved, or project successful strikes before following through with a final attack, as even the illusions will do damage. This often looks like double or multiple images following through, landing multiple hits in bursts, multiplying her output. She often will use her illusions as semi-corporeal or corporeal to help her maneuver into sniper perches or superior positions, or as a springboard, giving her a great deal of flexibility.


Magic

A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting

Mirage/Replay (Semblance): This semblance creates illusion, of the user, or whatever the user touches or desires. Can be used to leave behind an afterimage, or multiple images (such as Mirror Image spell), but can be used with a weapon to disguise which incoming attack is the real one, or can treat each illusion as 'real', but only the true weapon can kill. It allows rapid follow-up shots or strikes as the afterimage/mirage catches up and follows through. Very useful in confusing opponents, and providing a defensive and offensive edge. At high levels of use, aura can be manifested to be solid or semi-solid, but only for short periods. (more detail to follow)
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Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
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Weapons:
Roulette Spokes: Spin Blades/Bow Spin Blade form, Bow (ranged, handles join in middle, string is energy, fires Dust based energy packets, regular or modified arrows), can be joined and thrown like a double bladed short spear/javelin.
Carry mode: The necks telescope in, and the teardrop shaped heads join the handles, the handles swing out and snap into place, covering the blades, and each one can be slipped away into pockets, pouches, or kept with the blade heads out, but in short handle mode, or can simply be threaded through a belt.

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Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
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Animals: Have a horse or bird?
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Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
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Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions 
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History


Sielber has grown up under the racial persecution that plagues her kind, able to avoid much of it because of her more acceptable looks. Often perceived as 'cute' because of the pointy ears and a tail, this has lessened the blow somewhat. Still, it has lead her to be cautious, and perhaps even a bit fearful, hearing the horror stories told by other Faunas. Keeping people at arms length has been something of a defense mechanism, at least against humans. 

Finding more acceptance in the ranks of the Faunas, and at least one organization she has deigned to omit from her record she began to focus on some basic but rigorous combat training. Her natural agility, speed, sharp senses, and cunning allowed her to do well. Well enough that she applied to Beacon. Her main hope, was to protect her fellow Faunas, as well as provide something of a buffer against the racism experienced for her kind, by becoming an example (good or bad is unknown, but hopefully good). She hopes that her kind do not take on sort of a guard-dog role for Humankind, as that would be a step in the wrong direction, but is instead seen on more equal footing. That's something worth fighting for. Is this the only reason for going to Beacon... maybe, maybe not. (GM if you want more info, I'll be happy to PM you the things I have in mind, and the details.)


Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?
Childhood: Anything notable?
Adulthood: Anything notable?
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this? Why did your become an adventurer? Who or what is most important to you?

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you?

What is one place that you never want to visit again?

What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been?

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Are they a fiery red that burns everything around them or a soft soothing blue? Or any other color for that matter.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:

Additional Images:

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【Salvia Wiess - The White Sage】

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~"A quote from the character."~

【Personal Info】

【Name: Salvia Wiess
【Nicknames:
【Alias: The White Sage
【Age: 17
【Age Appearance: 17
【Race: Human
【Gender: Female
【Sexuality: Bisexual

【Rank:
【Guild:

Appearance:

【Additional Appearance Info: Include height and weight; Location of Guild mark; Notavle equipment/item locations.

【Biography:

【Personality: Focused, heroic, sharp.

Weapon: Godspear

Blade shifts down and becomes like a bayonet, the butt end of the spear folds into stock, while part of it pops out into a scope. Grip is canted down at an angle, forming a pistol style grip, trigger rests under the index as more of a button. Can fire large caliber slugs, or can fire a scatter-type shot, like a shotgun. Useful at various ranges. Dust can be used to modify the type of damage it does. 

Carry Mode: the blade folds in half, and the whole thing telescopes into a handle or stick about a foot, to a foot and a half long, like an Escrima stick. (can be a self defense tool in this form) usually carried on a thigh holster, boot/calf holster, or can be threaded through a belt, or something. 

Semblance: Force Lance - This semblance creates a shaft of force, typically 3 feet wide, by sixty feet long, but can vary down to half an inch wide, but as width is narrowed, length can be extended. If the length is shorted, the width can be widened. It can be sent in any direction. This is pure force, or kinetic energy, which can be manifested in any direction, and the point of origin to the terminus can be determined at will. 

Color: Sage

Backstory:
Salvia was born the daughter of a wealthy merchant, a man who used his  abilities to travel and trade wares. When she was 6 her father was killed by the white fang, all because of a labor dispute. Her father wasn't really that bad to his faunus workers, times were just lean for all of them and they happened to be some of the only people he could hire. While many humans would have used this as an excuse for blatant speciesism. Instead, Salvia from that age on, fought for the rights of faunus. She believed that the only way that her father could have been saved would have been for the white fang to have never been needed. She hopes that she can rid the world of need for such measures, that's the only way.

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Negeishi-Hyūga, Hanawa – The Storm Lady





Name: Hanawa Hyūga
Nickname/Alias: Optional.
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Age Appearance: 17
Sexuality: Bisexual

Birthplace: Kumogakure

Organization: If applicable.
Clan/Kekkei Genkai (or hiden): clan name/kekkei genkai or hiden name
If original, you need a description of their hierarchy, and what they’re known for. Feel free to include clan history as well.

Rank: A (Jounin)
Position: Advisor/Bodyguard
Chakra Nature:Lightning, Yin & Yang, Wind, Water, 

Additional Appearance Details:
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 141
Build: Athletic
Measurements: 35-25-34
Hair Color: Sable
Hair Length: Jaw length
Eye Color: Grey
Skin Tone:


History: At least three paragraphs.
Born at the tail end of the war.

Personality: One or more paragraphs please.

[url=http://]Theme:[/url] Optional.


Base Weapons & Items:
2x explosive tags.
3x smoke bombs.
12x kunai
12x shuriken
1000'x wire
100x senbon


Specialized Weapons & Items:
Name of Weapon or Item:

Description: Include description of traits/abilities and a picture, or description of its appearance.

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Name of Weapon or Item:

Description: Include description of traits/abilities and a picture, or description of its appearance.


Special Traits
Strength: Good
Flexibility: Excellent
Speed: Excellent
Durability: Average
Chakra Pool: Average to above average.
What types of jutsu are you best at? - Taijutsu & Ninjutsu
Do you have good chakra control? - Yes (Fine specifically)
Do you possess any weaknesses/limitations? - Poor at using Genjutsu (Not countering them)


Name of Kekkei GenkaiByakugan
Clan: Hyuuga
Description:

Hakke Kūshō - Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm
Hakke Hasangeki - Eight Trigrams Mountain Crusher

Name of Hiden: Force Release
Clan: Negeishi
Description:

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Techniques:

Canon Jutsu
Kaze no Yaiba - Blade of Wind/Wind Sword
Ranshinshō - Nervous System Rupture
Raiton: Kage Bunshin no Jutsu - Lightning Style: Shadow Clone jutsu
Meisaigakure no Jutsu - Chameleon jutsu
Shōsen Jutsu - Healing jutsu
Tōmegane no Jutsu - Crystal Ball jutsu
Chikatsu Saisei no Jutsu - Regenerative Healing jutsu: 
Raitoningu - Lightning jutsu
Nehan Shōja no Jutsu - Temple of Nirvana

Kuchiyose: Raikō Kenka: This seal is applied to virtually all of Hanawa's ninja tools and weapons. 
Kage Bunshin no Jutsu - Shadow Clone Jutsu
Dokugiri - Ninja Art: Poison Fog
Raiton: Gian - Lightning Release: False Darkness
Raikyū - Ninja Art: Lightning Ball: Doesn't require swords

Fūton: Daitoppa - Wind Style: Great Breakthrough
Chakura no Mesu - Chakra Scalpel

Shunshin no Jutsu
Kanashibari no Jutsu - Paralysis jutsu
Dainamikku Entorī - Dynamic Entry - Less a technique and more of a good combat tactic
Sōshuriken no Jutsu - Manipulated Swords Hidden in the Hand Technique

All Academy techniques are known.


Custom Jutsu
Name of Technique: Koppojutsu - Bone-Breaking Art
Type of Jutsu: Taijutsu/Nintaijutsu, Hiden, Fighting Style
Rank: C
Range: Touch, short
Nature Type: Offensive, Supplementary 
Handseals: N/A
Description:
An obscure but deadly taijutsu or fighting style that revolves around using one's chakra in precise and powerful strikes to break or shatter the chakra of objects, including but not limited to the bodies of others. This is based upon the practice of tamishiwara (breaking objects) and tamishigiri (cutting objects). It is geared, primarily toward the destruction of the mechanical structures of the body, namely bones by disrupting the innate chakra in those structures while supplying a powerful and sharp physical blow. Every attack or strike is meant to break bones, wreck joints and break down a person's mechanical ability to fight. This style is aggressive, fast paced, and deadly accurate. It requires excellent chakra control as well as a detailed knowledge of anatomy, in that one must know how the body is put together, and where the bones are weakest for striking. This style is most commonly known among medical nin, though most are loathe to use such a deadly and painful art. 

Weakness:
Slightly slower, requires significant concentration and focus. It does require heavy use but not necessarily heavy expenditure of chakra.

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Name of Technique: Chikara Bakudan No Jutsu - Energy Bomb Technique
Type of Jutsu: Nintaijutsu.
Rank: Variable according to user control/power/experience - A (In Hanawa's hands)
Range: Touch. short
Nature Type: Yin-Yang
Handseals: NA
Description: 
A derivative of such arts as Juken or the Gentle Fist, as well as Koppojutsu, the user powers their strikes with Chakra, projecting beyond the end of their punch, kick, or other strike. Most commonly hand strikes or kicks. They then leave behind a small ball of chakra from the size of a marble to maybe four or five centimeters across. These balls of energy, when lodged in the body, can range from being completely unfelt, to uncomfortable, to being devastating to the chakra of the victim, blocking or hindering the flow of said chakra. 

At a predetermined set of conditions, movement(s), or simply whenever the user wishes, they may 'detonate' any number of embedded balls in a given target, in numbers as few as one, or as many as all of them at once, or even in sequence. Effects range from sharp sudden pain, to complete disruption of the chakra pathways that they rest on or reside near. These can also convey a second impact force, as when detonated it may appear as if the person is struck by an invisible blow once more.

While not typically resulting in great immediate harm, it is possible to do serous damage to the tenketsu and  internal organs of any particular victim. It can be used in targeted fashion for specific organs or locations, and can do significant damage when targeted specifically. This technique has a variety of uses, from simply annoying another person, to being used as a means of control, coercion, or even assassination. 

Weakness: 
A skilled chakra user may be able to negate some of the effect of this insidious technique. These 'energy bombs' can be notoriously touchy and can go off when tampered with by anybody but the one who created them. They can, of course, be safely removed or dissolved with time, but it is risky. If a person did gain control of one without it blowing apart, they might be able to make use of their opponent's chakra in some fashion.

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Name of Technique: 
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu. If the technique requires a KG or KT then add Kekkei before the ninjutsu genjutsu thing. Feel free to specify if its defensive or supplementary or shape manipulation etc etc.
Rank: Between E and S. E is academy rank, S is kage level.
Range: 
Nature Type: Fire, water, earth, lightning, Wind or other affinity.
Handseals: The amount.
Description: 

Weakness:

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Name: Elijah Dodgers
Nicknames: Dodge
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Rank: Cpl
Ethnicity/Nationality: Caucasian/American


Physical Description:
Standing 5'9" with brown hair and green eyes, Eli is of average but sturdy build. With outdoor life in the semi-arid desert of the Texas Panhandle being the norm until the Nam, he is well tanned, and in good shape. Basic has hardened his frame.


Skillset:
Eli has a couple tours under his belt at least, giving him some familiarity with the VC, the jungle, and operation of his weapon systems. He as proven to be capable under fire, and has demonstrated leadership capabilities among his peers. As such he has recently been minted as a Corporal and given charge of a few others. 
With a youth spent outdoors, a gun in hand, hunting, exploring, and being in dangerous country sometimes, has attributed to his survival in the jungles of Viet Nam.
M16 Expert
M203 Qualified
Land Navigation Qualified
Army hand to hand


History:
Elijah was born in Borger Texas in 1945. His father was Dale Dodgers, a WWII vet. His mother was Helen who was the daughter of a displaced farmer from the dust bowl. Dale spent most of his time working the oilfield and carbon black after returning home from military to provide for his wife and son. Eli attended public schooling in Borger. He gained a few friends, and even had a girlfriend, Regina Warren. For a time, Regina was all he was about, and intended to marry the girl until the Draft came along. 

His dad taught him to shoot and Elijah took to hunting and fishing with his grandfather and father (When he had the time). During his school years, he was a typical kid of the day, when he wasn't parked next to the radio or TV, he would sometimes venture down to Electric City, the small township that had sprung up around the steam-based powerplant that had been erected to power the Phillips-Chevron Refinery as well as the oilfield drilling locations in the area when his dad was a boy. By the time he was old enough to go to Electric City, it had been all but abandoned. Exploring old houses and structures was a fun activity, and occasionally he found something nifty while he was there. More than once he'd found a rattlesnake there, but he'd learned how to handle them, and was always careful about such things.

Something of a loner because of this, as mentioned before he had only a few friends, maybe enough to count on one hand. But those that he had were good ones. Occasionally he would spend time with his cousins, of whom he had several, which between his friends and family allowed him to be decently well-rounded and instilled the value of family. He still maintains a sense of independence and self-reliance. 

It was during the last year or so of high school he took an interest in Regina Warren, a dark-haired girl with blue eyes who'd grown up in the same town. At first she turned him down, but with charm and persistence she finally decided he was serious, or at least seriously interested in her. The two started seeing each other outside of school, a little at first, but then more so, even going out on dates. 

By this time, Eli's mother had become a working woman at the local J.C. Penny's. Better that than the alternative, as inflation soared. Being well old enough to take care of himself, Eli was left to his own devices much of the time, especially with his father becoming increasingly absent from his life, spending more time at the local watering holes after work, and often stumbling home drunk. This meant it was much harder for his parental unit to wrangle in his 'extracurricular' activities. This gave him something of a badboy vibe, which Gina was drown to, and Eli probably didn't do much to dispel it. 

Just before graduation, his father wound up running his car off the bridge of the Canadian River on Highway 136, after traveling down it the opposite way in a drunken stupor. The car dropped a couple stories below and crashed into the river. Unable to free himself, his father drowned, leaving his mother a widow. A month later the Draft came through, and pulled him away from his mom and Gina. 

At first Eli resented the military and the draft pulling him away from his little life in Borger, sometimes it was the thought of home that kept him going, as well as the letters back and forth. Basic training kept him pretty busy, and was a distraction needed. After that he attended training at Fort Benning for training regarding the new 11th Air Assault Division. Serving with the 11th, he gained several tours, but wasn't entirely happy about the 11th being rolled over into 1st Cavalry Divsion (Air Mobile) but since then not a whole lot has changed


Equipment: M79 grenade launcher - "Thumper" - 5 grenades, 3 smoke
M16A1 (w/ brass deflecter, newer model), "Rebecca" - 3 extra magazines (1 mag empty)
Colt 1911, 4 extra mags (one loaded in weapon)
M1942 machete, scout carry (small of back)
Gerber Mk II fighting knife
Jungle fatigues, boots, boonie hat, OD Bandana,
Canteen, e-tool, poncho, 50' 550 paracord, FAK, other soldier sunderies
pictures of mom and Regina
couple cans of "dip", pack of cigs, zippo lighter, pack of playing cards

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Christopher Williams


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~Quote from the Character~


Character Summary


Name: Christopher Paul Williams
Aliases: Chris, Trauma
Age: 27
Birthday:
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place:
Location: At time of outbreak
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Place N/A if character did not attend college
Occupation: Undercover Cop
Languages: Max 2 (either fluent or learning)

Appearance

Height: 5' 10"
Weight:
Build: Lean & Athletic
Eyes:
Hair: Dark brown to black, short
Skin Tone: Light olive
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:

Strengths: (max of 3)
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▲ 
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Weaknesses: (minimum 3)
▼ Asthma - very mild most of the time, was very severe when young.
▼ Trick shoulder (left) - while fighting a large fish on the line on the Tide Runner, was jerked to the railing of the boat and subsequently dislocated shoulder. Has trouble with it from time to time
▼ Photophobic eyes - gets migraines when exposed to direct harsh lighting for more than a few minutes, which can last hours afterward.
▼ Former smoker - sometimes may return to smoking 
▼ Bad dancer 
▼ Family history of heart conditions


Psychology

Positive Trait * Negative Trait * Positive Trait * Negative Trait


Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Taken
Personality: Pragmatic, charismatic. Chris can be a charmer when he wants to. He has a solid poker face most of the time. He tends to be analytical and intuitive, he grasps things quickly. Can be caring and compassionate, or alternately cold and dispassionate. His moods can change like the weather, but usually for good reason. He has a reason for everything he says and does. 
Habits: Minimal 3 

Hobbies: At least 1 

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged - besides infection or death Mild to moderate arachnophobia - watched the movie Arachnophobia waaay too young. Tends to come to mind whenever encountering spiders (other than Daddy Longlegs, or tarantulas. Still doesn’t like either of them, but isn’t skittish of them much), and is paranoid of things crawling on him, specifically bugs/insects
Hates heights, but likes being high up. Is more worried about the fall and sudden stop than the height itself. Takes the time sometimes to face down this fear by putting himself in high places.


Flaws:▼mild to moderate video game addiction 
▼moderate caffeine addiction (former)
▼Former smoker


Likes: (Minimum of 6)
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✔ 
✔ 
✔ 
✔ 
✔

Dislikes: (Minimum of 6)
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✘ 
✘ 
✘ 
✘ 
✘


Motivations/Goals


Cards On The Table

Pre Outbreak Skills: Max 5 - History must reflect these knowledges
Shooting - Good (standard police training, time on the range, occasional need to use it, includes handguns and shotguns)
Running - Good (good general fitness, fast on his feet, has to occasionally run down suspects who usually are fleet of foot and determined to escape). Lots of running in the Academy.
Charismatic - naturally talented at understanding aspects of people and how to sell lies, covers, and make personal connections, which can also make for good leadership capabilities
Undercover Operations, Performance, Infiltration, - all part of a skillset to get into groups, organizations, places, and get close to people, sell lies and cover identities to eventually bring down people and organizations.
Intelligence gathering/interrogation - a more subtle version of an interview, used to work up information on suspects and persons of interest, usually while undercover. The more information and intel a UC can get, the better.

Post Outbreak Skills: Max 5 - Each Type of Gun Counts as 1 skill, Machete and Sword each are separate. History must reflect learning these skills.
Decent boat pilot/navigator, good on jet-skis.
Hand to Hand: Expert - Trained in police hand to hand tactics, able to scrap/fight quickly and efficiently, for when guns might not be an option, or too loud. or when expected to deal with violent situations on the mean streets of any city. A skill expected of any SWAT, UC, beat or patrol cop. Also has some kickboxing training as well. Had only basic skills from the academy to begin with but has had to use it in the intervening chaos and become well versed.
Surveillance/Stakeout - includes tailing, watching locations and people without being observed, includes long hours and usually weight gain from stress eating. Usually used to gain intelligence on groups, people, locations, and objects. Was trained in this before the outbreak, used it a few times, but since it is essential for keeping watch, safeguarding caches, and observing the movements of herds.
good impressionist and decent beatboxer,
Wheelman - Was a decent driver before the academy. Took advanced driving skills as part of the academy training, and would engage in high speed pursuits when called for. Good driving skills are essential these days when the use of vehicles comes up, and he has honed moving through congested areas, and dealing with zombies in small numbers or avoiding groups.

Current Supplies: All things listed separately. For example - clothing cannot be listed as clothing - coat, shirt, shoes, shocks, underwear, etc - all count as one item each for extras - you are allowed one set that will consist of a shirt, shoes, socks, pants and overcoat to count as what you are currently wearing. Each full clip counts as one, each box of ammo must have listed how many bullets in each. (Keep it reasonable. I will keep these things very limited - no debating.) Max 10, including current clothing, so you may add 9 more.
Current Clothing - Set of clothes: shirt, pants, belt, socks, underwear, boat shoes (26” paracord laces), baseball cap, large bandanna (worn, on head) sunglasses, Wallet - contains 2x bobby pins, 1x fresnel lens
A Leather jacket
1 1 folding pocket knife (in pocket)
1 keychain LED light(in pocket)
1 set work gloves (in pocket)
1 walkie-talkie (clipped to pants)
1 multi-tool(worn on belt)
2x paracord bracelets (roughly 10’ of paracord each, one attached to good watch)
Smith & Wesson M&P Shield .40 Caliber police service sidearm
expanding steel baton (on person)


Weapons of Choice:Sig Saur P220TB .45 cal ACP (suppressed) - 5x box 8+2 magazines (loaded), on person (47 rounds)
Remington M870 shotgun, tactical furniture, 7 round tube mag (full), 5 spare rounds on buttstock, paracord sling (50’ cordage, double dragon tongue), extra box of ammo (25) (stored in car trunk)
Double barrel sawed-off shotgun - smooth bore - 10 rifled slugs, 3 buckshot (2 loaded)
large crowbar


Quarters:Duffel bag - (in stateroom on Tide Runner)Set of clothes: shirt, pants (5’ kevlar thread/wire sewn into inseam), socks, underwear, running shoes (30” paracord laces)
2x pairs swim trunks
1 large towel
1 mag lite
1 disposable lighter
1x ferrocerium rod
1 set binoculars
1 ENO double nest hammock, AM Steel cable and cargo strap hanging system and bugnet
1 gun cleaning kit
1 business directory
2x local/regional maps (good)
1 boonie hat (multicam)
Haversack - usually worn on person, or close at hand 1 rain poncho w/ hood (good quality)
1 roll bank line
1 local/regional map (good)
1 canvas sail needle
1 spare bandana
1 large roll gorilla tape
1 Altoids tin (fire kit) - contents:1 disposable lighter,
1 ferro rod,
5 fire straws,
1 chapstick,
3 inches char cord,
2 “ranger bands” (holding shut), sealed with electrical tape
1 32 oz Smart Water water bottle (full)
1 vial iodine drops (sterilization of water and wounds)
1 albuterol/primatine inhaler
1 lifestraw
1 brss knukles
1 box mag, 9mm - 13 rounds (15 capacity)


Caches & Stashes:Classic Dodge Charger - located at the Marina parking lot bugout bag
tactical shotgun
police tactical gear
other tools of his trade.


History

Bio: 
Christopher, or Chris has lived in southern florida for most of his life. He grew up on and off of boats, in the tough scenes of street life here and there. His mother was shot at a young age. She died in the operating room as they tried to save her life. It had been a typical mugging, except something had gone wrong, or perhaps the mugger had decided to add more to his rap sheet. Who can say? As far as Chris goes, the guy was never caught. This left him in the care of his father, who tended to work in what little horse business there was, as well as working oil rigs, so by default he was raised by his grandmother on his father’s side. His grandfather had passed away a year before, but Chris does not remember the reason why. 

A few years later, his father became interested in a woman in Southern Ohio. Chris was relocated by his dad, with his brother. Life there was decent, but not without struggles as his father remarried. The brothers were thrust onto the life of a horse ranch. It was discovered almost immediately that Chris had asthma. HIs mother had been a chain smoker and kept him locked in a room with her in his infant and toddler years. The Ohio humidity, combined with being around the barn and all caused him to be nearly deathly ill at first. After some time they looked into taking him to a chiropractic specialist, they were able to straighten him out in a month. Before, he had been on powerful steroids to try to combat the effects, but quickly he was off of them, and was able to mostly be a happy little boy. 

His dad and stepmother worked on building a new house for their growing family, as they were all at first living with his step-mother’s mother, or step-grandmother. That was no big deal to him, and having a younger step sister to play with was a good thing. Most of the time that was fun as well. There were storm clouds on the horizon though as his father and step-mother fought a fair bit now and again. It seemed to get better at first when they moved to the very large house a half mile or so away. It was two stories and a basement, and larger than anything Chris had lived in. His mother worked for a government facility as a chemist at that time, and his father managed the ranch and related horse business. They served as a breeding service, a stabling service, and effectively a veterinarian service. Most of the local vets didn’t have much knowledge of equines so they tended to defer to the ranch’s knowledge, which was pretty extensive. They tended to bale their own alfalfa as it grew naturally on the property, and had 40 acres to work with.

Being so occupied, this lift Chris and his younger sister free often times, though there were chores especially on the weekends. Still, he found time to go out and play in the woods, following deer tracks, playing around the creeks, learning to fish, learning some basic hunting skills. He grew comfortable with the outdoors and loved it even. Eventually, things reached a head with his dad and stepmom and he was shipped back to Florida to live with his grandmother. It was a tough transition, as he had gained friends that he had become attached to in school. Florida was a new experience, now that he was back as a pre-teen, there was lots to do. 

There was anonymity in school, but he did manage to find friends, and gain some popularity. He reconnected with the rest of his family and found it to be good. School was a little rough though as he didn’t fit in with any certain clique, and bullies found him an easy target. Having some family to fall back on helped, but his time in Ohio had left him with an independent streak. He knew that he could take care of himself decently, had decent judgement. Rarely did he want to discuss his problems with family that he still didn’t entirely know, at least in his own mind, and who he didn’t feel valued his own decision-making, or intelligence. So he turned to video games and the internet. Along the way he met a friend Jamie who was similarly minded, and the two of them became fast friends. After a while they were making regular trips to the glades, or the beach, not just for swimming, but as a means of escape, to think, and to dig into the local flora and fauna. Chris rediscovered his love for being outdoors here and relearned old skills, and new skills tailored for south Florida. 

Jamie also happened to be unstable, bi-polar, and perhaps had a few other conditions that Chris never cared about. Jamie was just Jamie. Eventually, Jamie had gone off meds, and had an incident that wound up putting Chris’ friend away for a while. Jamie wound up in a local asylum, which Chris was never able to get much information about it from Jamie’s family members, who did not like Chris himself. Eventually, he moved on, but kept up with his skills. Another set of skills he’d learned from Jamie was basic psychology, learning how people think, how to understand them. Chris had been a skilled liar when he was younger, covering for his step-sister, or older brother quite often, as well as covering about his own personal shortcomings, such as completed/incomplete homework, and so on. He’d learned to look his dad or stepmother right in the eye, and with a straight expression, tell them a total untruth. These days he got better at it, more focused, more determined to seal the holes, and to believe the lie to sell it. He’d had to practice it a fair bit when he’d come home at midnight, sometimes one or two in the morning, or if he’d made a short visit after school with Jami or other friends. 

In high school he took up running, as well as some general bodyweight exercises. He got into kickboxing as an outlet for his energies, and some anger, but even then he’d begun to mellow out. The bullies began to leave him alone, as he was no longer a fun or easy target, and found their jabs could be turned on them. Chris did get into a couple of fights, but defended himself at least adequately,. Eventually the bullies left him be entirely, and his circle of friends did expand. They often found him to be the quiet voice of reason, and found his advice usually solid. 

A couple years before graduation another person joined the ranks of their group. Her name was Heather. They took an immediate liking to each other. Soon they were seeing each other and dating. Again, Chris had to use some of his skill at deception, mostly to have the freedom to spend his time with her. After a time they were nigh inseparable. To anyone on the outside it was obvious they were head over heels for each other. Chris was a grade above her and after two years together graduated out. Heather’s folks wound up moving that summer a good distance away, her father chasing a job in Missouri with a food production company. They tried to maintain a long-distance relationship, but eventually broke up due to the realities of their situation. They did not speak again for a few years, but remain very close to this day. Chris still loves her very much, but he keeps it very tightly under wraps. 

Chris spent the next year still living with his grandmother, working small jobs, living life, partying. He began to look into hooking up with girls wherever he could in an effort to take his mind off of Heather. It helped some, but at the same time provided sharp contrast. After a while, he decided to make use of some of the protective instincts he’d gained over the last few years, as well as the skills he’d picked up along the way and joined the Miami PD. He made his way through the academy. The kickboxing and other basic martial arts experience he had served him well and he learned fast in that area. He’d been a gun enthusiast for many years and took to firearms training quickly. He’d spent part of his time breaking or avoiding the law in his middle school and early high school years, so learning the official side of it was easier. Soon he graduated from the academy. 

He was able to impress upon his peers and superiors his skills at reading people, leading, and more. He set the goal of working as an undercover cop in narcotics and vice, posing as a mule or dealer often. He began making small busts and arrests, before starting to make contacts and connections. He set the goal of infiltrating a few organizations, knocking out the pins here and there. He took to it quite a bit, and found he liked the challenge, and sometimes the adrenaline that came with looking down the wrong end of a barrel, and the wrong said thing would get him ended. He branched out into robbery and other divisions as well.

Eventually, the port authority and Miami police wanted to check out an unusual business. It seemed to be a small boating concern that was arguably a tourist trap of sorts. Except it made a lot of money, and seemed to be extremely successful. It made a ton of trips up and down the coast and all over the place in coastal waters. It wasn’t easily tracked, and the finances just didn’t look right. So Chris was called up as a young sea hand on the docks, letting him spend a while doing odd jobs, and working on basic seamanship.. With his knowledge of the beaches, waterways, the glades and other places, he made a name as a guide and soon approached the Tide Runner’s captain, a young lady by the name of Zephy about working on the boat. 

He was brought on, on a trial basis, and soon became part of the crew. Chris took some time to get to know her, and the others aboard… the Chef Andre, and a masseuse, medic, and holistic medicine specialist Shelly, who also served as a sort of hospitality specialist. At first Chris thought there might have been something there with Shelly, but after a while, found nothing. She was just a girl on a boat with a good job. Andre checked out, even though he was known to have a chat with Mary Jane from time to time. 

It took a while to get close to Zephy who was recovering from the death of her father who she was very close to. Her attitude at times was almost combative toward Chris. She also got into altercations with her mother, Karen, who was the business manager. After a while though, there was a bit more ease between Chris and Zephy. One evening after a fight between Karen and Zephy, Chris decided to take a risk and had a talk with Zephy. His words were gentle, but intent, and designed to provoke her anger, and her grief about her dad. She hadn’t really grieved at all, just bottled it up and shoved it in a drawer. He deliberately focused on cracking that shell, since he was a better target than her mother. After that he left her alone with her thoughts. She left, went to go visit her father’s grave, and had the breakdown she needed. 

She returned the following morning, drained, and dried out but in much better condition. Over the following weeks, she repaired the relationship with her mom, and the relationship with Chris improved, dramatically so in some ways. Part of the money had come from a hefty life insurance policy, and they had been having a large run of some of their more lucrative charters. The boat was paid off years ago, so almost all they draw in now goes to paying crew, and normal operations. Whatever is left goes into their pockets. Chris was on board long enough by now to know that the numbers did add up, they were just kind of expensive, but for good reason.

Deciding he had found an ideal circumstance, and he made plenty as a member of the crew, he decided to take an extended vacation or mini-retirement from the Miami PD. That was when the outbreak hit. At first it was good, with the airports shutting down, they had a few charter auctions, but after that, when the walkers started showing up, they shut down operations. Shelly, Andre, and Karen went ashore to get supplies. Chris did too, but made it back. Eventually, they were left with no choice but to cast off. They took the Tide Runner out off shore and began using the tender to run to and from the ship. They had radio contact with the crew at the office for a while. They were seemingly safe, but eventually the batteries wore out on their end. 

Lately it’s been just the two of them aboard the ship, and supplies are running low. The water maker is broke down. Time to make a call.

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History Before Outbreak: Minimal 3 paragraphs about your characters life up until this point.

History Since Outbreak: Minimal 4 paragraphs on how your character has survived up until this point.

Family: -- Listings for immediate family only--- Grandmother - Francine Landers - deceased, six months ago, died old age in nursing home in fort lauderdale
Grandfather - William Landers - deceased, 26 years ago (too young to remember, doesn’t remember stories either)
Grandmother - Theresa Williams - Unknown, presumed dead ((Still alive, in fact))
Grandfather - Richard Williams - deceased - heart attack - 1 year ago
Father - Terry Williams - deceased, heart failure 2 years piror to outbreak
Mother - Melinda Williams - deceased; gunshot some 24 years ago
Brother - Michael Williams - unknown, ((still alive, several states away in Southern Ohio))
Several cousins in the family, but status is largely unknown


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Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
How Many Walkers Have You Killed:
How Many People Have You Killed:
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Zephy Daniels


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Character Summary


Name: Zepheria ‘Zephy’ Daniels
Sex: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5ft 8in
Build: Athletic

Appearance:
Tanned and toned, with the physique of a life-long swimmer, giving her powerfully built legs from the waist down, with a tummy in a flat 4-pack, with well defined neck and very strong shoulders and upper chest. Her arms are fairly cut from wrestling with large fish on deep sea lines in battles that can last for over an hour. Living mostly on a marine diet has left her with little body fat, but does leave her deficient in some things. 

Family: Mother: Karen Daniels - Unknown Father: Jacob Daniels - Deceased before Outbreak.

Personality: Independent, strong willed, a bit of a loner, without being anti-social.

Occupation Before: Self Employed: Sports Angler. Recreational Fishing Guide, Freelance Free Diver

Notable skills: Spending most of her life on a boat she is a strong swimmer, is able to navigate the waters easily. She is able to survive in coastal and oceanic environments fairly comfortably. Fairly good cook when it comes to fish and other marine life. 
Coastal & Oceanic Survival Skills:
Deep sea fishing, spear gun fishing, bow fishing. Able to set lobster and crab traps. Knows how to hunt for clams, oysters, octopus and squid. Knows some uses for marine life in a medicinal fashion. 
Water extreme sports - surfing, windsurfing, jet-skiing, and water skiing. 

Bio:
Being the only child of her parents she spent most of her days with her father on the boat as he ran a small business of taking people out on the weekend trips deep sea fishing. Her mother worked out of the home, handling the office duties for the family business, even after Zephy took over. They were a happy family that allowed their daughter to grow and learn what she wanted. Growing up in Miami she was use to being out in the heat and humidity all the time, though the cooler air on the ocean was always welcoming.
As she grew from a child to a young teen her father gave her more responsibilities on the boat, mainly being in charge of making lunch for the men and women they had on the boat with them. Learning how to prep and cook fish as well as lobster, crab and clams gave her knife handling skills. She picked up free-diving while learning to inspect the hull and for doing minor boat repair. SCUBA diving, spear and bow fishing came later as she got into her late teens, and quickly became a divemaster, adding scuba-diving tours to her father’s business, which soon became her business. Her father passed away in an unfortunate incident on the water with a shark. 
Not long after her father passed away, her mother and herself chose to sell their house and invest more into the family business by moving to live on the boat at the marina itself.

In her free time, she took to sport free-diving as well as surfing, windsurfing, and jet-skiing. Needless to say she is almost more comfortable in and on the water than she is on land. It almost doesn’t move right to her. 

When word of the outbreak started, Zephy and her mother had pulled away from the marina to seek the safety in the open waters they were use to. After a few days had passed they headed back into the marina to be able to get a few things they needed but didn’t grab. During their resupply trip Karen and Zephy got separated, leaving Zephy to get back to the yacht herself. Returning every so often, hoping to find her mother. She makes a few runs now and again for supplies she can gather from other boats, using the tender boat and leaving her yacht anchored a ways away from shore. 

Disability/Fear:
Suffers from Diver’s Ear now and again. She has a healthy fear of large sharks, most over the 5ft she doesn’t tangle with.

Weapon of Choice:
Spear Gun, A dozen spear rods.
Compact Bow with adjustable draw poundage used mostly for bow fishing, generally having somewhere in the range of twenty to thirty fishing arrows at all times. 

Equipment:

64' Viking Enclosed Flybridge “Tide Runner” - GM Has info on this
--Watermaker in need of repairs.
--400 Gallons of Fuel Remaining

Deep Sea Fishing Equipment:
6 - G.Loomis Rods, Graphite and glass light weight balanced rods.
Assorted Reels
Assorted Lines and Trolling lines. In assorted poundages.
Assorted Hooks, lures and weights.
Assorted pliers, wire cutters and lip grips for fishing.
Catch Nets of varying sizes
A few Gaff poles for hauling fish in.
Six Crab Traps

Freediving gear: Flippers, Masks, snorkels and weight belts.
Fish bag for placing speared fish in when diving.

150 gallons Fresh water, stored in on board tank.
20lbs dried Rice
10lbs Dried Beans.
6lbs White Flour
6lbs Corn Meal

Several changes of Clothes

Personal:
Always carrying a mora stainless steel knife.
When off boat: A pair of bolt cutters, wire cutters, pry bar.
2 - 32oz bottles of water.
A dozen mixed snack bars, energy bars.
Speargun
15 Assorted Arrows.
Duffelbag


Tide Runner may end up being the boat for Yacht Group. Gm has Info on the Boat, will detail later. 

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Lincoln Myles


Character Summary


Name:Lincoln David Myles
Aliases:Linc/Link
Age: 29
Gender:
Occupation Before The Outbreak: Miami Metro Fire Rescue/Firefighter/Fire Investigator
Group: None, yet. 

Appearance

Height: 5’ 10”
Build: Athletic, lean. 
Eyes:
Hair:
Skin Tone:
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Only put what is visible with their current clothing on

Psychology

Trait * Trait


Personality:
Personality: TBR - sorry.. think his history and other things say a lot about him though. 

History


History:

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by

Family: Linc is not aware of most of his family and their condition. He would like to think they are out there, surviving. 
Father - Wayne Myles - Unknown
Mother - Felicia Myles - Unknown
Spouse - None - Divorced - Karen Myles/Davenport - Unknown
Children - None
Grandmother - Irene Billings - Unknown 
Grandfather - Lawrence Billings - Deceased (pre-turn complications due to age)
Grandmother - Brenda Myles - Deceased (pre-turn complications due to age)
Grandfather - William Myles - (pre-turn complications cardiac arrest)
Aunts/Uncles - None

Notable skills: ((Anything you're particularly good at? Anything you suck at too might need to know...))
Firefighting/Rescue - As a professional firefighter, Linc has spent thousands of hours fighting fires. He has also helped investigate fires and arsons, which gives him a very wide working knowledge of firemaking as well as fire fighting, and perception of fire in general. As a rescue operator he is skilled in climbing, rigging systems, breaking down barricades, evaluating burning structures for relative safety (compared to the situation). He is trained in CPR, first aid, and other life-saving techniques. 

Emergency Responder - Linc has been on the front lines of emergency situations and keeps a cool head, and evaluates the danger of situations quickly. Being calm but urgent is critical to saving lives, and seeing how best to help quickly. Most emergency services personnel are also the type to rush toward danger to help others and Linc is no exception. This has also included excavation techniques to dig people out of collapsed structures, and prevent caveins where possible. 

EMS Training - Many firefighters are trained as Emergency Medical Technicians, and even paramedics. They are often able to administer advanced first aid and tend to physical trauma wounds with a measure of skill and professionalism, as well as transporting injured and sick to places where they can receive better treatment, and will work tirelessly to keep their patients alive when in their care. 

Combat Driving - Firefighters often spend their time driving on the road in bad traffic conditions in high pressure, time-sensitive situations. Handling a multi-ton vehicle in tight residential streets, whether a full fire engine or simply a rescue tool truck, or even rescue ambulance, makes them skilled drivers, and can handle most vehicles with above average skill. They may also have to know how to muscle their way through wrecked out cars left over from disaster scenarios like hurricanes, tornados, and floods. 

Soldier Skills - Linc was a soldier in the military and has learned the basics of weapons handling and qualifying with those weapons. Hand to hand training, navigation, and other skills were required that he learn. Retired from the military for seven years now, he has kept up on some of those skills, and worked to keep others even sharper as firefighters sometimes have to go into dangerous neighborhoods. In some places it is not unheard of or entirely uncommon for emergency services to come under gunfire from locals. Occasionally, they have had to defend themselves bodily, but this is a rarity. 


Lincoln was born Dec 12 in Boca Raton. HIs father was a police officer and his mother was in retail. Lincoln was an only child, like his mother and father before him. He had more than a few friends growing up in school. School itself was relatively easy, and he found he didn’t have to study much. For the most part, Linc didn’t seem to have much direction in what he wanted to do. He did know that he wanted to help people, much like his father. When he graduated, he enlisted in the military. After basic, he became a damage control officer, learning the techniques to firefighting, safety, prevention, thinking outside the box. He found that he liked the work, and applying brain to bad situations. When his term was up in the military, he returned to Florida, moving to Miami. There, he was able to quickly secure a position with the metro fire and rescue department. The skills easily translated over, and after a brief run through of civilian training, he was quickly on a fire crew. 

It was during this transitional period that Linc met Karen. A gorgeous, charming, and funny young lady who he took a shine to. Karen was a local entertainer, doing voice work, some media in commercials, and singing gigs. The initial idea of having a firefighter for a boyfriend was alluring, and they both hit it off. After a few months the two of them had gotten engaged, and were still heavily involved with each other. A few months after the engagement, they were married. They honemooned in Puerto Vallarta for a month. Coming back as newlyweds, they enjoyed themselves and each other quite a bit.

Linc’s work began to pick up, and Karen’s career picked up, and soon both were busy, unable to be with each other as much. As a result they drifted. Their lives seemed to be moving in different directions for the time being, as they had little time for each other. Karen resented it a little, but Linc didn’t seem to as much, perhaps because of his military background. Being an emergency lifesaver has it’s demands, and it seemed that even when they were both home, their midns were on their jobs, especially Linc. He began to gain weight from stress eating, and began having trouble sleeping, suffering from insomnia, and when he did sleep, he often had bad dreams. He’d seen two friends of his die in a house fire, the fire chief had opted for a two in, two out play and during ventilation part of the attic had fallen in. Linc had been on the pumper crew that day, and still felt helpless as two friends burned alive. He still hears their screams in his sleep sometimes… except that there was no way they could have been heard. One had their neck broken by the falling debris. The other was buried, and between the roar of the fire and the hoses, and all the other noise, it would have been covered up. 

Linc went on fighting fires, and became tireless in his efforts to keep his brother firemen alive as well as save lives, often pushing his limits. Soon the already distant marriage he shared was on the rocks, and Karen was filing for divorce. It was a wound to his heart, but at the same time he understood. Eventually the papers were signed, and they went their separate ways. They still talk time to time, and as Karen has told her friends, she still cares for him, and the same is true in reverse. They simply drifted because of other factors and choices. 

Since then, Linc has worked to get himself back to good, stopping the stress eating, getting back into ‘fighting’ shape. Over the last three years or so he’s made leaps and bounds. These days he doesn’t work so much on the fighting crews directly, but is a team leader and is slotted to become an assistant chief. He works with the fire investigators, picking through the wreckage to find the causes of the fires

Linc has also paid his dues as an EMT-B, or a Basic, helping deal with victims from fires, wrecks, and other accidents. He’s sutured wounds, administered CPR, done plenty of intubations, dealt with shock, and had to drive a rescue ambulance through insane traffic. He’s been shot at and missed, and come through all of it. Before the turn, he had just gained his EMT-I certification or became an “Intermediate” EMT. 

When the Turn started, he had been working an upswing in fires, and some of the crew were down from illness. A couple others had been injured, both of them bitten by a crazed patient. Word from their buddies was that they had been patched up but were now having some kind of raging fever, and were fighting off some kind of infection, so they were still at the hospital. As a result of being short-handed, Linc had been put on the inside crew. They were fighting a fire that had cropped up at an elementary school which was starting to be used by the CDC as a field hospital. 

They weren’t able to move the sick very far, but were able to clear enough space to be safe and create a workzone around the school for the fire department. Whether it was deliberately set, or not, Linc never really knew. Part of the building sagged and collapsed as they simply weren’t able to create enough ventilation fast enough. A lot of the building was fire resistant, but eventually the heat weakened the structures. He was buried in a classroom that he had been working on venting under part of the sub-ceiling and between two girders, one above his head and one below his feet. Most of the windows had been shattered so the temperature in the room had been brought down significantly, and most of the fire was crushed and buried left only to smolder with minimal fuel. His gear protected him from the heat, and his SCBA (self-contained breathing apparatus) fed him clean cool air, until suffocation forced him to wake up. Realizing he was out of air, he peeled the mask off, or at least he felt he was suffocating. The air was still oppressively hot, but not enough to sear his face and lungs. The metal around him had cooled. His SCBA tank had been an 88 cubic foot one, designed to give him an hour of breathable air. That was designed to be at a resting standing rate of consumption, or at least that was how the manufacturer measured things. Being unconscious he used less, so he had no idea how long he had been out, maybe an hour and a half, to two hours. 

The smoke had been thick, but he’d recovered his axe. Where he was, he had barely enough room to stand, but didn’t have enough room to make it out through a window. But he had air, so working quickly he evaluated what his best plan of attack would be. He could bust through the cinderblock with his pick on the axe, but there might be rebar to deal with. The ceiling was sheet metal, insulation, and roofing materials. Sturdy too. Deciding to try his luck with the wall, he began chopping the frame out of the window that he could. Once he had the useless metal out of the way, he began busting into the cinderblock, making quick work, he soon had a space big enough to crawl out, even with a few pieces of rebar sticking up. They were short, and thin enough for him to bend with his bodyweight and good old leverage and muscle. 

Once out of the building, he made his way back to the trucks up front to find a scene of chaos. Several of his firefighter buddies were struggling with what looked to be sick people from the field hospital and maybe some of the doctors or nurses, or volunteers. Some of them had grievous wounds, gaping gashes, or chunks of flesh missing from limbs, necks, torsos… but it seemed to not affect them. As he watched, they grappled with his friends, and tried to bite, like crazed animals. One of htem did bite his friend Tim Van Buren, clamping down onto his bunker jacket. Tim gave a shout of pain and punched the young latino woman who had bitten him in the side of the head, hard. Tim was the kind of bulky firefighter that could carry two unconscious men out of a burning building and go back for two more like it was nothing. The woman reeled from the blow. She should have probably been knocked out, but she turned back and grappled the much larger man again who seemed to struggle with the sheer power the girl exuded. Finally he planted a boot in her chest, sending her flying back, onto her ass. But she seemed unphased as she got up and came for Tim again. Linc made a move to intervene putting himself behind the woman, and bringing the handle of his axe across her neck and shoulders, restraining her, but she turned with murderous strength in his arms and began to attack him, grabbing on to his bunker to pull closer and try to bite. He got his arm under her chin and lifted, locking the spine in place, until Tim hauled her bodily off him, warning her all the while to calm down. 

They were doing their best to not hurt the woman. Their job was to save lives, treat injury, not cause death and pain. Climbing back to his feet, Linc let out a determined sigh and hefted his axe. “Last time, lady… calm down,” he warned. When she came again, he parried her hands away and slipped to the side, hooking his arm around her neck, sweeping around and locking her into a sleeper hold, a blood choke guaranteed to put her out in eight to ten seconds. Which ticked by as she clawed at his arm, struggling fiercely. Twenty seconds went by, as Linc clamped down with all of his might. Thirty… nothing. The woman was not passing out or even slowed down. “She’s not going down,” he grunted to Tim. Finally he let her go, giving the woman a shove. As she caught herself, he turned sideways and gave a slight hop, landing on one foot while his other snapped out in a sidekick, connecting his bootheel with the back of her head, with enough force to knock her flat. It was a perfect kick, one that he’d had hours and hours of kickboxing training, as well as what he’d picked up in the military and from his LEO buddies. A moment later she was getting back up, despite what had to have been a knockout blow, and probably severe neck injury. That blow could have even killed the woman. She seemed unphased again as she came for them. Linc looked over at Tim questioningly. “I’m out of options..” Tim nodded, then cracked her across the back of the head with the flat of his own axe in a sickening crunch. The woman reeled, but seemed to recover and keep going. “What the fuck,” Tim exclaimed in shock and fear. That blow should have been pretty much fatal. Linc hauled back on his axe and swung for the fences. The blow took the woman in the neck and blew out the other side, lopping her head off. “Well that’s gonna be a lawsuit,” he said, then noticed that the woman’s head was laying there, working its jaw as though attempting to bite thin air. When it didn’t stop after a few moments he looked over at Tim.

Gunfire drew their attention as several cops and a couple national guardsmen were resorting to hand to hand and small arms to try to deal with the unruly sick. He watched a national guardsman dump a three-shot burst through an elderly gentleman’s chest, blowing fleshy chunks out the man’s back, only he kept coming, didn’t even drop. The soldier fired again, and to no effect. A moment later he was grabbed as the old man began biting and gnawing into the terrified and agonized soldier. 

He and Tim had split from the scene after realizing that just pushing and punching and kicking and all would not work, and the crazies were piling up too fast. They gathered some of their gear, and radiod back to station, but it seemed that there was chaos back there. They had fought the sick off of their fire brothers and went to regroup, realizing they couldn’t fight a fire adequately in a combat zone, and it had wiped most of the building out anyway… they had opted to make back for the firestation. 

The streets were crazy getting back and more than once they witnessed people being attacked by others. Most of them were bound by their Hippocratic Oath, but the way they could do the most good was to get back to base and get reorganized, and talk to emergency services dispatch. When they returned to the station there were a few of their bretheren, attacking others. One or two had downed a couple of the sick. They informed them that at least two of their guys had been completely without pulse or other sign of life, and had gotten back up a while later and began attacking. A short bit later they received official instructions from the CDC to restrain the sick, and if they reanimate to stay away from them. If given no option, severing the brain stem or massive brain trauma should be inflicted as they were clinically dead and proven to reanimate. Police were hesitant to fire on citizens but had seen the results of trying to cuff or restrain them, when some had pulled off their own hands, or de-gloved their hands of skin and flesh. Military weren’t quite so hesitant, but the number of walking dead was growing greatly. The mayor was calling for evacuation by now, and emergency personnel and police were instructed to facilitate. 

Soon the fire department and police had school and city buses, gravel haulers, semis, and the like conscripted to haul people out of the city, getting them away from any adhoc evacuation point they could. Eventualy it didn’t matter. The military began sweeping fireteams through the street, shooting anything that moved. In a few places aircraft were droping white phosphorus and napalm, usually among highrises where fire control wasn’t as much an issue, seemingly trying to stem the tide. 

Eventually, he made it to the store where Karen worked, which was Academy sporting goods, but found her gone, and people were looting. He managed to break into the gun case himself and snagged a pistol with boxes of ammo. and some magazines. Once he was locked and loaded he headed back out, and continued on, making his way to where Karen lived, but again found her gone. There was a small evac site near there he went to, but it seemed his ex-wife had evaporated. It was then that he picked up an AR-15 off of a police officer that had expired. A shot to the head made sure. From there he picked up several mags, and fortunately was able to scrounge up more ammo occasionally as the AR platform in .223 uses the same ammo as the military’s M-16 or M-4 carbines, or HK416. It was a familiar platform, simply lacking burst or automatic selections, he was able to battle his way through the streets. That was weeks ago.

Occasionally he hears gunfire around the city. There are still survivors out there. He’s no exception, but ammunition is very low. He’s only got a little water left, food ran out yesterday.. his last Power Bar. For a while, he was holed up in a loft apartment above a coffee shop. The place had been abandoned. He needed to get back to Boca Raton to see how his folks were doing. Karen had evaporated into thin air, just like she had done, leaving his life, for the most part. So it was that he’d gathered what supplies he’d could carry. He removed the reflective tape from his thin bunker gear and had set out across the city, figuring he’d find a vehicle along the way he could use. He’d been careful and fast, doing his best to avoid gunfire. It had been a rough three days. But now he found himself confronted with a converging group of walkers. Drawn perhaps by the gunfire he’d heard a short distance away. There were people nearby.



Disability/Fear:
Mild PTSD - Is a little freaked out about things falling on him, especially things on fire. 
Heart Condition - Like most firefighters, he is likely to have some heart related issue in the future due to the stress involved with his former occupation
Heat Susceptible - Due to fighting long hours in heavy bunker gear, and amidst roaring blazes has somewhat made him susceptible to some heat conditions sometimes. 
Caffeine Addiction, former - Like most people, Linc lived on coffee and soda. Caffeine withdrawls were a real pain, but thankfully he’d put himself through a cessation time, weaning himself off of it thanks to the coffee shop and a good bottle of ibuprofen. 
Mild addiction to alcohol - Drinks to help himself sleep, sometimes when he has insomnia… sometimes when he isn’t dealing with insomnia. Not an all the time thing, just occasionally, and rarely to get really drunk. 


Weapon of Choice:
Fire axe - solid, sturdy, reliable
Taurus .45 ACP pistol - 5 rounds
AR-15 - 30 rounds (1 full mag), scavenged off a corpse at a police rally point
ARDIS tool (x2) - primarily used for entry and leveraging things, but could be used in close quarters against ambulatory corpses effectively, sharpened
Tri-Bar Entry tool


Equipment:
Worn on Person
bunker jacket - waterproof fireretardant firefighting jacket, lightweight, moisture barrier, thermal barrier, anti-static, moisture wicking, breathable, zombies cannot bite through
 baseball cap, sunglasses, t-shirt - maroon, cargo pants - charcoal, boots (good, solid, waterproof), socks, boxers
-pen flashlight, folding pocket knife (rescue)
-survival knife - fixed blade, carbon steel, six inches long, reliable
-walkie-talkie - fire/police band, also citizen band capability
-lighter
-keychain tube - waterproof matches, 5 ‘vaseballs’

Stored in backpack
--internal 100z hydration reservoir - empty
--gloves - thick leather, tough
--mag-lite - C battery model
--roll duct tape
--roll caution tape
--change of clothes - fire department polo shirt, cargo shorts, pair of running shoes, underwear, socks
--steel sports bottle
--lighter
--wool emergency blanket (rolled and stored on bottom of bag exterior)
--eating utensil
--2 20oz bottles water (full, unopened)
--gun cleaning kit
--diamond plate
Jump bag

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Name: Alexandra LeFores
Age:40
Race:Human
Rank: Captain 
Skills: 
Statistical analysis, land navigation, navigation, astronavigation, zero-g combat, survival, EVA, EVA combat, oxygen conservation (pretty much standard to most military pilots)
Navy History (ground and space), Naval & Aerospace combat tactics and strategy, gambling (cardsharp), combat sports (boxing/kickboxing), hand to hand: advanced (Navy combatives, supplemental civilian training)

Away Mission Equipment: (In the unlikely event)
Standard Aliance Combat Hardsuit
Standard Alliance Battle Rifle
Multispectrum handheld scanner
vibro-knife
any other equipment necessary for the mission

Appearance:


Quick-Bio: 
Alexandria, or Alex to friends, or those that know her well joined the Alliance Navy, originally as a candidate for combat flight school, and officer candidate training. Soon after she made the decision to be a career officer. She's worked her way through the ranks over the decades of service, distinguishing herself as a fighter jock, before being 'grounded' as she put it, after several years as CAG. She was brought into the position of an apprentice command officer, where her expertise was useful, but often was expected to watch and learn. Being something of a gambler, and with the killer instinct of a fighter, she was able to offer insight into opponents now and again, when to bluff, when to call the other's bluff. With a good head for statistical analysis, reading people, being something of a gambler, understanding chance and probability, and having the mentality of a street fighter, she was able to roll these all together, becoming a young commander with a solid head for strategy and tactics, and while tough in discipline, has often proved to be amenable to crew, viewing them as family. As such she is often well liked by her subordinates, and this has followed her into the later years of her command, now a seasoned captain.


Name: Gabriel "Icebox" Danvers
Age:27
Race:Human
Rank: Lieutenant
Skills: 
Away Mission Equipment: pilot soft suit, pilot sidearm, comlink, survival pack and ejection pod (in the case of actually ejecting)
Appearance:

Quick-Bio: Joined the military just out of primary education, to get away from home. Wanted to be a pilot, and entered into flight officers school as a Marine, transferred to the navy, and is now CAG and Squadron Leader for Angel Squadron.


The Delphi Battleship was designed to fill the gap between cruiser and dreadnought. It is meant to be nimble (for it's size), with the ability to handle a good amount of punishment and deal out withering amounts of firepower against single or multiple targets. It was given enough interceptors to keep it from being too weak against lighter craft. The designers favored the use of energy weapons, as the cost for their operation would be minimal, and would require less support crew, reducing operations cost overall. The Delphi class protects itself at short and midrange with Gatling railguns and particle beams against fighters and torpedos. Particle beam may be used at much longer ranges and in an anti-ship capacity, due to their variable power output. With a matter/anti-mater reaction system, it produces plenty of power for the ship in heavy combat operations, while needing little fuel space. There have been some talks about putting magnetic ramscoups on some designs to harvest matter and anti-matter while on long cruises to supplement fuel resources. This is still being discussed in committee.

These ships are relatively simple in design, allowing them to be built quickly, as capital ships go. They are often built at one of three shipyards, Terra-Luna Drive Yards, a floating space assembly near Earth and it's moon, Olympus Station, near Jupiter and it's moons, and Ares Drydock, near the asteroid belt, making use of the materials mined from the nearby belt and :Mars. Others may be in production elsewhere, but currently there are a few in the works in the Sol system.

Ship Designation: ANS Typhoon
Ship Registry - NS 2187
Class: Delphi Class Battleship
Role: Multiple roles

Size
Tonnage: 1000 tons
Length: 950 meters (roughly), Beam (width): 273 meters, Height: 178 meters

Propulsion
Matter/Anti-Matter reactor
Top Speed: Classified 
Sublight: Impulse Thrust

Armaments:
Particle Batteries (phaser strips) - (9) - Arranged along the long axis of the ship, fore, mid, aft, three strips each section, 120 degrees apart, like points of a triangle, creating 360 degree coverage on all sides with converging fields of fire. Typically favors muon particles, largest, heaviest, which provide optimal materials destruction as well as 50% pass-through in many cases.
Range: 500 kilometers +/- 50

LBX Gatlin Railguns - (27)
Type: Hybrid Turret
RoF: Cyclic (2500-4200 rounds per minute, variable)
Range: 10-20 km
Primary Purpose: Anti-Interceptor
Secondary: Anti-missile
Payload: 2000 (Combat mix - explosive and armor piercing)
Operation: Central Fire Control, Bridge Fire Control, manual backup, One gunner per weapon, or may operate fire-linked and in clusters, overlapping interlinked fields of fire
Location, Covering hangar bays, nose section, engines, and along central axis to supplement particle batteries.

Name: Photon/Particle Lance (1)
Location: Axial mounted
Purpose: Anti-ship, anti-planetary
Range: 2000 km+
Operation: Bridge Firecontrol and Engineering
Payload: NA
Rate of Fire: Slow, (may fire at most 1 shot every fifteen seconds, but risks serious damage and overheating, or even catastrophic explosion. Optimally 1 shot per minute, still runs 'hot' but not dangerously so)
Operation: MARA (Matter/Anti-Matter Reactor Assembly) begins to ramp up power as if preparing to transfer to FTL travel, but instead focuses the energy through magnetic constrictors, creating a release of a mixture of photons and subatomic particles. The beam is roughly one-hundred feet wide in the core, and travels two thousand or more kilometers. Is unlikely to hit anything less than capital ships, due to time required to fire, The weapon does have a secondary corona along the main beam, and is likely to also distort and ionize electronics. Near misses may still destroy armor and damage materials. The discharge lasts a few moments, up to fifteen seconds. A common tactic that might be used for such a weapon is to sweep an area, using attitude/reaction thrusters. Damage to each target is reduced, but may still be significant. Often used as a scare tactic, or to try to catch smaller targets off-guard, boil off armor and weapons, sensors, and blind enemy ships. Maneuver is difficult and requires precise timing between navigation, fire-control, engineering, and of course commanding officer. Takes a bit of prep. Recovery from such maneuver can take a minute or more between main engines and RCS.

Armor & Defense Systems
Armor: 2000 MM nano ferro ceramics, covering main hull
Turrets: 40 mm carbon-ceramic nanoweave composite (light, tough, strong)

Magnetic Shields - Designed to deflect micrometeorites, space dust, and may offer some protection against kinetic/ballistic weaponry. More effective against ion, plasma, and some particle weaponry, but not terribly so against particle weapons.

Gravitonic Shields - Using a shell of gravitons, will deflect objects, and will disperse the energy of incoming directed energy weapons into space and along the surface of the shield. Some pass-through is possible.

Shield Maximum Graviton Load (Continuous)
1865 MegaWatts
Shield Maximum Energy Dissipation Rate
3.5x10^4 kilowatts

Electronics Warfare Package - Provides electronic countermeasures against enemy combatants, namely against missile locks, and helping to prevent electronic/digital intrusions. Not impossible, but just more difficult.

Sensors, Systems, Computers & Programs
Basic Operations - All the typical needs to operate a ship of the class, including a 100,000 km comms system
Advanced Sensor Package - A full suite of optics and sensors in all common spectrums, includes laser and radio telescopes, able to survey out to roughly four lightyears. Roughly 90% of ship is covered with cameras
Motion Perimeter & Collision Warning System - Primarily used for docking, and port maneuvers, tight spaces.
Military Sensor Array & Combat Computer - Pretty self explanatory, includes analysis and coordination, allowing a single communications officer to coordinate multiple combat elements, May not be used if working with Con-Com ship, but is a ready-backup.
Targeting & Combat Computer - Can track 120 targets at 1000 kilometers, and can ident an additional 80 at roughly, 1400 kilometers.
SARA - Stastical Analysis & Reactive Assistant. Ship's AI - Designed to help with tactical analysis, navigation, coordination, and more. Personality develops individually to each ship, captain, and crew.

Auxiliary & Support Systems
Crew Quarters - Several barracks style quarters in place, a number of two or four person dorms. Officers have individual quarters.
Crew Recreation Facilities - Weight room, exercise room (open space, gymnastics, self defense, dance, and so on), mess hall, officers mess, running track, gaming/recreation room. Dining facilities have access to 'replicators' and protein resequences, but a small staff is on hand in the officers mess for the 'real deal'.
Armory & Shooting Range
Hangars:- 2 - Each hangar contains 2 shuttles and twelve interceptors, giving limited but decent intercept capability. (Angel Squadron and Wraith Squadron)
Hard Suits & Soft Suits available on every deck, combat protocol all crew or as many crew as possible are expected to be suited up.
Hull Breach Sealing System - Activates in the event of most breaches, but everyone is to be suited up, just in case they get sucked out.
Atmosphere recyclers/scrubbers - self explanatory
Atmosphere tanks - enough to last a few days in an emergency for the entire crew, most often used for helping cycle airlocks and refill suit tanks and the like
FTL Accellerators - Allow rapid deployment into FTL travel, usually used for combat/emergency jumps.
Escape pods and lifeboats - pretty self explanatory, short range, not meant for long term, varies based on how many are crammed into each.
Self Destruct - Just overload the engines already... or have a containment failure on the antimatter bottles 



Ship/Craft: SA-43 "Hammerhead" 
Type: Endo-Exo Trans-atmospheric Attack Jet
Primary Function : Deployment in combat missions (Combat Space Patrol), interception, Close Air Support (CAS) and Colonial Defense, but can also be adapted for SAR (Search and Rescue).
Manufacturer: AeroTech Space Division
Length : 11.5 m
Height : 1.7 m
Wingspan : 12.5 m

Ferry range: Over 2,000 mega statue kilometres (1.242 million miles, roughly)
Combat radius: N/A
Fighter mission: N/A
Attack mission: N/A
Maneuverability:
Propulsion : He3 fueled SCRAMjet (Supersonic Combustion RAMjet)
Engines : SCRAMjet - enabling the SA-43 to fly from inside an atmosperic envelope to a transorbital fase right into ACM (Air Combat Manoevring, i.e. dogfighting), in the (almost complete) vacuum of space

Armament : 
1 x frontal, sub-nose gimbal-mounted electro-magnetic railgun (capable of covering a 50° kill-zone) 
1 x dual-barrel aft-mounted railgun, mounted in a turret, capable of auto-target seeking and tracking
Existing hardpoint configuration : 6 x hardpoints, capable of carrying:
- a. Missiles : Spartan space-to-space missile
- b. Bombs
- c. Pods : for carrying special electronic Eqt or instrument modules

Features: The SA-43 has various modular components, easily replaced in case of malfunction.
The canopies are detachable, enabling the craft not only to dock on board carriers, but also on various types of space stations. The cockpit usually is lifted up to the flightdeck (hence smaller decks are possible). It also doubles as an escape pod in case of midair emergency.
LIDAR : Laser Infrared Detection And Ranging. Long Range, configurable. Can track and engage up to 100 independent targets.
HUD : Heads-Up Display. Mainly used for displaying flight parameters, navigational information and overall combat intelligence.
ODP : Optical Disk Playback. Used for mission data recordings. Can be used lateron for mission evaluation.
Crew: 1
Introduction date: N/A
Unit Replacement Cost: N/A

Mission: Specific SA-43 tasks include:
- Intercept and destroy enemy craft in conjunction with ground or airborne fighter control under all-endo/exo conditions.
- Conduct day and night close air support.
- Conduct day and night deep air support. Deep air support consists of LIDAR search and attack, interdiction, and strikes against enemy installations using all types of weapons compatible with assigned craft.
- Conduct armed escort of friendly craft.
- Be able to operate from spacecraft carriers, advanced bases, and expeditionary airfields.
- Be able to deploy or conduct extended range operations employing aerial refueling. 
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Daniel Johnson


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Character Summary


Nickname(s): Danny, DJ
Age: 27
Height: 5' 9"
Build: Athletic

Arsenal:
Slingbow with 15 arrows.
Shotgun - w/ military steel ammo box (100 shells)
Kimber handgun - Springfield 1911 model .45 cal - 50 rounds. 

Equipment - some gear is on person, some is in the duffel bag, some in the knapsack, it looks like a lot, but when distributed across person and a couple storage items, it's not. 
Two sets of clothes, good boots, running shoes, gloves (leather), sunglasses, baseball cap, Leatherman, binoculars, machete, a few Bic lighters, a firesteel, pocket knife, box cutter, survival/field/bushcraft knife, backup knife, e-tool, hobo stove, vaseballs, duct tape, bank line, tarp, bed roll, couple sets of eating utensils, a few stale power/protein bars, crowbar (for B&E), small tool kit, backpack, knapsack, duffel bag. mirror (old CD), chap stick, small jar of vaseline, storm matches, canteen

Transportation - bicycle w/ small trailer

Bio/Narrative:
They say you never really realize what you have until it’s gone. God that’s so damn true, isn’t it? Let me introduce myself, dear reader. My name is Daniel Johnson. I tend to go by Danny or DJ a lot among my friends, when I had them. I figure it’s a good idea to talk to you like this instead of talking to myself. That’s not healthy, right? I mean sometimes it’s the only intelligent conversation you can have, even before … the Turn. Anyway, Daniel Johnson, you might or might not recognize the name. I used to be an entertainer. I started out doing set construction stage as well as big and small screen companies. One day they needed a stand-in for somebody I looked like. It went well, I was invited back to help. Soon after, I was working on getting my certification in stunt work through the stunt actors guild, basically. I picked up stage fighting, driving, falling, all sorts of things. It was fun, and I enjoyed the adrenaline rush. I’ve always been a jack-of-all-trades kind of person, so when I wasn’t doing stunt work, I was doing production work. Training in Kali through Guru Inosanto and Kuya Marcaida. They thought I was a natural, and maybe I was. I picked it all up. Never thought I’d have to use it for real. 

So if you know my face, that’s great. If not, that was part of the job too. I got to do some cool stuff in the day. Least I got paid for crazy stuff. These days I don’t work for money, I work for my life. Thirty foot fall into a raging river? Yeah I don’t have divers to pull me out now, or give me air from a scuba tank. Better know how to swim, and you better be able to put your own shoulder back in if you pop it out. 

So, skills. I mentioned some. I can cook, decently. I’ve several years in Filipino Martial Arts and stage fighting, and some kickboxing, but since then I’ve had to make use of it for real. I can handle most firearms pretty well. My armorers on set saw to that. I can build and wire a house, repair most mechanical things. I can do general repair and maintenence and jury-rig a lot of stuff. I can drive and handle a radio. Set work and the training made me strong, but I’m not a bodybuilder. I’ve got some mobility training for doing stuff like parkour but.. I’m nowhere near some of the people on Youtube, even after all this time. I play guitar, and can sing decently. It helps from time to time. Beatbox as well as just general impressions and impersonations. Sometimes it’s good to talk my way past people, other time it gets a smile or a laugh. So what first aid I picked up on the set, I’ve had to live by and it’s gotten better. I had to learn survival out here in the wild, scrounged up some books, but I’ve run into a few good ol’ boys. Jason Raynes was one of them. Former Army CavScout/Sniper, was running with a motorcycle gang for a while. Film crews sometimes have to make good out there, and you pick up stuff, but he took what I knew and built on it a ton. I heard he’s alive in Colorado somewhere. Might have to track him down. 

I guess being able to do a lot is the advantage of above average intelligence. It sounds like I’m some sort of war machine, but I’m not. The injuries catch up to you, especially on the cold days sometimes. I don’t fight unless I gotta. Running is usually a better option. Ammo is scarce, even in Tennessee.. you know the patron state of shootin’ stuff. I’ve had to learn how to use a bow in the process. I had some training, but these days you have to live by it. Jason introduced me to ‘em. Most of the time I carry a sling-bow. Small, compact, folds up, easy to find the parts for, can take down a deer or a man no problem. Undead too with a clean shot. Ammo is cheap for hunting small game. Rocks will usually do just fine. When you need something meatier taken down, a quick conversion and it’s ready. Arrows can be hard to come by. Most department stores were out of them after hunting season when the Turn happened. I have to make my own. I’ve got a few things to help, but I can make do with just a pocket knife in a pinch. 

Most of the time you’ll find me wearing at least a leather jacket. It rubs less than cloth, cuts the wind, and oh yeah… the undead can't scratch or bite through it most of the time. I’ve got a couple old t-shirts I wear. Ripstop cargo pants, olive drab are usually what you can find me wearing, with a pair of broken-in hiking boots, or a pair of running shoes sometimes. I usually have gloves, shades, cap and hoodie. Been having to scrounge warmer clothes lately, heading up north.

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Are they a fiery red that burns everything around them or a soft soothing blue? Or any other color for that matter.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:

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Character Summary


Name: Milton Brandt
Aliases: Thomas Pennington, Sergei Cherpovka
Callsign: Ringo/Beetle/BeetleBoy
Age: 30
Rank/Title(Dependent on position):
Appearance:

Role: Rifleman| Intelligence, Interpreter (backup), Jack of All Trades
Nationality: United States
Biography:
 Milton went into the armed services just after graduation. Coming from a dysfunctional family, his father was an abusive drunkard, and his mother was a hypochondriac that left him with some near prescription grade issues. The entry into the military was an effort to get away from home life. As a result of his background he was used to rough-and-tumble situations, taking a beating, and thinking on his feet. It also meant that he didn't miss home much. He worked his way into the Green Berets after plenty of letter writing and petitioning. Once in, he did well, but some of the selection course that year was brutal enough it nearly killed half the class during the survival phases. Milton, or Mills did well enough though and came out pretty hardened on the other side. 

Inside the military his training was focused on intelligence gathering, interrogation, and interpretation or linguistics. Using military metrics and language key activation systems, he picked up highly conversational skills in a couple languages and competency in close to half dozen more. With his mind focused on these abilities, he can pick up new languages rapidly and be competent with them, quickly able to sound like a native speaker. 
Besides being a translator, Milton was trained in a wide variety of skills from basic engineering and construction to electrician skills, surveying advanced land navigation and mapping. He was trained how to survive and thrive in tough environments and teach others to do the same, to whip up rag-tag ratty would be indigenous rebels into skilled gureillas and warfighters.

While on a stint in the Phillipenes he spent some time in the jungles and along side Filipino marines studying Kali/Arnis/Escrima (depending on who you talk to), a local martial art that is less art and is more of a way to kill quickly, efficiently. It is based off of the main directions of attack a person can make, along with the defenses for them. Training is focused on stick and knife techniques before unarmed which uses the same system. 

His unit did a turn in Israel helping with cross training with IDF, as well as providing some disaster relief and humanitarian aide. Did not see a lot of action, but took some things away from there in his time.

 NID picked him up soon after, refocusing his skills he'd picked up in the military, and adding to them, playing on his charisma and natural desire to match wits against others, along with his patriotism. By age twenty-eight he had heard rumors of a Project Stargate, and when it was discovered that he was researching into it, his superiors had a choice... either make him look like a looney, or they could read him in, and bring him into the program. Being such a useful asset, they decided for the latter. 

It was for these reasons that he was chosen to begin to work with the SGC as part of an international SG team. When the Langford began to need crew, he wasn't passed over more than once, as the mission for the ship was to be exploration, not intelligence or combat assignment. It seemed that the military minded naval folks aboard, along with those running security felt that a person that could fall between full military and civilian, could pick up languages fast, adapt to new situations and environments and more would be useful, and could be able to deescalate situations rapidly and glean information faster, process intelligence more quickly than relying on analysts back aboard ship or back at base, or or by relying on allies like the Tok'ra or the Asgard. With having an asset like that on the ground, they could follow up on things much faster, and get to know the locals better, put a friendly face to military forces and so on.

When he was selected for the Langford, Milton decided to take on the challenge. The idea of seeing what was out there agreed with him. 

Personality: INTJ - Focused, likes to pit his wits against others, favors social engineering. Brains over brawn, duct tape over guns. Generally nice, decent guy, creative thinker, can be charming. Both mission and team-oriented, and good to strong protective instincts. Critical thinker, strategic, assimilates information quickly. Constantly evaluating and/or analyzing people, things, and situations. May be passive-aggressive at times. Respects intelligence and respect, expects it in those higher than himself in the chain of command. If he does not feel he has respect, or that his leadership does not have the proper intelligence, Milton will have no respect for them. Note, that doesn't mean they have to be of genius level intelligence, but he expects those around him as well as above him to use the brain between their ears, to have some common sense and to use it.

Milton is also known to be an epic smart-ass. 

Flaws - (included specifically in its own category since enough fuss was made about it)
Bullet wound lower back/upper gluteal region - scar tissue puts pressure on the sciatic nerve on one side, causing everything from mild tingling to full on bouts of paralysis, parasthesia, numbness, and pain. Flares up occasionally either under stress, cold conditions, sometimes when struck, or for seemingly no reason at all. 

Disciplinary record - Several infractions have occurred in his history, due to mouthing off to a superior, or for poor interpersonal dealings with others he felt were displaying a lack of good decision making skills. Some would argue that mouthing off to a superior is not the best decision, but Milton has been known to form strong opinions of right/wrong, honor, integrity, and while sometimes passive-aggressive, that passiveness is known to disappear. Some people may be gunning to have him drummed out of the military. Others may see see 

Soft spot: Kids, usually in bad situations. Milton is known to have a grudging soft spot for those in need and will usually take some time out to visit with them and help them.

Trivia:
Callsign Ringo - Some people have noted that he looks kind of like a younger Ringo from the Beatles, hence the name Beetle or Beetleboy or Ringo

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【Katelynn Hawkes - 】


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Character Summary

CS is Work in Progress

All areas not completed or filled in will develop during play

Cape Name Here


Name: Katelynn Hawkes
Alias: Their cape name. Yes, I want it twice.
Age: 26
Alignment: Hero? Villain? Anti-hero? Other?
Loyalty: Unknown/Undecided
Appearance: Pictures are fine and dandy, but I want you to be able to describe them in words. Include their costume design here as well. Remember to be realistic. A 14-year-old kid off the street isn't going to be able to make a high-end costume without funding or resources outside what's normally available, and most materials can be tracked.

Sex: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Age: 26
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130
Build: Built
Meas: 38DD,27, 36-37
Specialties: A O
Natural Eye Color: Green
Natural Hair Color: Brown
Blood Type: AB-
Allergies: None
DOB: 3/6
SSN: 212-75-3496
Nationality: Australian or New Zealander


History:

How has their life gone up until now? Be sure to cover all the major events, including their trigger. Remember that you're a relatively new cape to the scene. You don't have to have triggered just yesterday, but it's only within the last year or so that you've decided to start using your powers. And yes, you can have bought your powers from Cauldron, just remember that it's a tremendous secret you should never attempt to reveal, lest you draw the attention of "The Bogeyman."

Katelynn was born the second child of the Hawkes family. Her father, Steven, and mother Elaina, were well to do relatively. Her father was a consulting engineer making a significant amount of money. Some suspected that he was a tinker, though it was never really confirmed. Mother was an advertiser and worked with numerous businesses and groups across the region. They had moved to Ash City when Eliot, the oldest of the children was only a few years old. There had been the promise of work, and indeed there was as the city was experiencing quite a bit of growth. The move took them from New Zealand to the United States, where a good portion of the Hawkes family resides. 

It wasn’t before long that the youngest of the three children they would have would be conceived after the move. It would have been a hectic time, were it not for the fact that the Hawkes family was numerous in its members. There was plenty of support for this small portion of the tribe moving into Ash City. Her uncle and aunt were a point of stability that allowed this to happen. When the time came, Selina was born. Eliot had seemed to resent the attention that the young Katie had been garnering from their parents, but now they seemed to dote on their youngest. In both of the older siblings mind, this was a slight that only continued to grow as they got older. Being the middle child, Kate felt often ignored, compared to the attention that Eliot, the oldest received, or the youngest often had. 

Over the years, Kate found herself stuck between the wild, almost rebellious nature of her older brother, while having to watch out for her younger sister, and often taking the blame for both of them, or often being blamed for their actions. During this time, Selina’s scholastic achievements were often praised, and she took it as a sign of being more intelligent. All three of the Hawkes children proved to be of equal intelligence, though Kate’s grades suffered. This was due more to a general dissatisfaction with her home life and the difficulty of her siblings. As she neared middle school, she found herself driven anew as her mind seemed to experience a shift in focus. In only a few short years she began to make up for the ground that had been ‘lost’, or rather ignored. It seemed that as puberty began to set in she become much more competitive and less willing to simply let her siblings roll over her. 

Staying with other family members, especially during the summer, taking trips, and hanging with her cousins alleviated much of the pressures, especially as she worked through middle school. Those were happy days for Kate, and during the summer between 8th grade and her freshman year she’d seemed to change much physically. High school would, of course, bring its own set of challenges. Social dynamics shifted, friendships rearranged, and things began to get more complicated with raging hormones and out of control biology. 

High school provided a refuge since her brother had left home to join the military, feeling that he would be out from under controlling influences. Obviously, this was not well thought out. Mostly this was to get away from his parental controls, not realizing just how strict military life would be. Of course, Kate knew better. Her brother had never been the most popular in school, so there wasn’t much of a shadow to worry about with his departure. Clean slate. She was also old enough that she wouldn’t be attending the same school as Selina, which separated her from the constant comparisons. With a few family members in ths same school system Kate would be automatically more popular. This helped with joining the girls athletics program, and trying out for Cheer. She, of course, made the team. She also began to take gymnastics and kickboxing, keeping her quite busy. 

Being so busy kept her plugged into the social situation of Ash City, and her grades were required to stay sufficient to participate in team and cheer events. By virtue of her martial arts and gymnastics classes they focused on academic excellence as well. Popular, excelling student, and in the best shape of her life, Kate seemed to have it all going for her. Having a strong sense of right and wrong, and disliking bullies, she opted to take courses in law and debate, was exposed to photography and journalism, and of course basic computer literacy and computer sciences. By the time she graduated, she’d made up her mind that she wanted to pursue a career with the PRT. It was semi-prestigious. It would put her near some of the most recognizable capes. It was an opportunity to rub elbows with powerful people, socio-politically as well as literally. The job was also challenging and appealed to the competitive side of her. And it was potentially dangerous at times, appealing to the thrill seeker and partial adrenaline junky that was within. Her skillsets and abilities would lend well to the job. 

Unfortunately, her parents didn’t seem to support the decision whole-heartedly. They couldn’t see the correlation between the image or concept they had of their daughter, and what she was seeking to do. They had even gone so far as to question why she thoguth she would even be good enough or would succeed at all. Like a slap in the face, it served only to drive her harder. The very next day she submitted her application. A short time later, she was given the opportunity to train, make it through the program and learn all she could. 

Katelynn graduated and became a PRT member. While not the greatest to come through the traiing, she was by no means the worst. The program had been grueling, and many came from military or law enforcement backgrounds, providing stiff competition. However, she adapted and excelled, often going as hard as any of the guys on the teams, if not a bit harder, having to make up for the difference.


Personality

Motivations: What is it that they want? What are they working toward as a larger goal? Feel free to get as creative or as simple as you like.
Sexuality: Bisexual

Favorites: 
Season: Spring
Color(s): Black, Navy, Gold, Red
Pet: Dogs, Horses
TV Show (Types): SitComs, Dramas, Home Improvement, Documentaries
Movie Types: Fantasy, Animated, Thriller, Action, Comedy, Drama, Other
Book Types: Sci-Fi, Graphic Novels, Humor, Technical, Horror
Music Types: Reggae, Rock, R&B/Soul, Jazz/Swing- Electro-Swing, ElectronicDance Music
Hobbies: Tarot cards, Watching TV/Movies, Photography, Music, Reading, Sunbathing
Beverage (Non Alcoholic): Lemonade
Beverage (Alcoholic): Long Island Iced Tea, Mojito
Foods: Cajun cuisine, Chicken soup (homemade), Salad (specific type), Seafood


Likes:Fast vehicles
Thrills and things that raise the adrenaline
Good food, good company, good conversation

Dislikes:Bullies
Rude people
Slow traffic

Derangement: A side effect of your powers affecting your personality or thought process. Thinking like a different animal, losing your sense of direction, increased aggression, so on and so forth. It's not a required field, but it is encouraged, and does not have to be major.

Parahumanism

Skills:Hand to Hand: Martial Arts - Kali
Kickboxing
Combat Driving
Athletics & Gymnastics
Photography
Dancing
Running
Military Etiquette
Military Sign
Radio: Basic
Demolitions & Demo Disposal
Tracking
WP Handguns, Rifles, Shotguns, Blunt (Batons, etc), Heavy Military Weapons, PRT Special Weapons
Detect Ambush
Streetwise
Pilot: Automobiles & Motorcycles
Cooking (Basic)

These are main skills but not exhaustive.

Classification: Mover? Shifter? Tinker? Blaster? Mix and match?
Details: Get into the details of your power and how it works. The general overview, if you will, goes right here.
Limitations: All powers have some sort of limitations built in, no exceptions. And you are not to just put down "Manton Effect" as your only limit, everyone is subjected to that. 
Equipment: What sort of goodies do you have on you when you're in costume? If you are a Ward, you automatically start with a Protectorate Communication Earpiece and your costume will get to incorporate a holographic computer interfacing tool, courtesy of Decoy.

Assets:
A job - generally 40 hours a week, allowing one to maintain everything below when the next month rolls around.  Leaves you unhappy or stressed, doesn’t earn much or takes a great deal of time.
Transportation: New - Sedan; 2 Door - Less than 1 year old and still making monthly payments of $300/mo.
Decent Clothes
Current Residence: 2 bedroom apartment - lived there about 3 years
Good health, money for food.
A cell phone, perhaps not entirely up to date.
Laptop/Desktop computer and an internet connection
Stuff for one not-too expensive hobby (tools, a bike, art materials, camera/darkroom, camping stuff, etc.)
Insurance - covering your ass if another asset gets destroyed/stolen/ruined.  Can be literal insurance or just having a replacement on hand, somehow.
Inheritance: House Property: Value is $300,000 but to get the full value will take 10 months. A quick sale will reduce the asking price of the property by 30%.
Life Savings: $30,000
Pocket Money: $3,000 (prepaid debit)
Credit Card: $5,000 limit (unused... mostly)


You worked so hard to get here, a prestigious school. You got the grades, you studied until you thought you'd lose your mind. Then you finally earned admission. You're surrounded by others of your caliber, suddenly a small fish in a very crowded pond, and it starts to eat at you. It starts with stomach cramps. Two teeth crack because you're grinding them so viciously, awake and in your sleep. The study drugs aren't helping, amping you up, making your heart race, but they let you function without sleep. Then you start shitting blood. You're destroying your body in your desperate attempt to make headway. Weeks into this miserable exercise, you stare at your paper - a C-, graded on the bell curve. Something in you snaps and you double down on the drugs, hoping they either give you the fuel to keep going or kill you. As you stare at the screen, seeing you're only writing gibberish, and your stomach starts cramping like a giant has wrapped his hand around your guts and is twisting, you trigger.

It was supposed to be a simple week at a cabin that belonged to your friend's parents. The five of you carpooled, joking around and having a good time the whole way. It was pretty late when you arrived, so you all hit the sack, figuring anything that needed to be taken care of could wait until morning. Bad call. The cabin had gas heating and sometime during the night something broke, flooding the cabin with gas. You wake up unable to breathe, panicking and thrashing in your bed. You're barely conscious when you and two of your friends trigger.

It was supposed to be your night, and you haven't had many nights. Your parents paid for your older siblings to go to school and they didn't have funds left over to pay your way, so you worked your way through. They shared a car through their teens, moved out, and took the car with, while you took the bus. But a work colleague became a boyfriend and then after three years became a fiance. The night of your wedding arrives (paid for by you and the fiance, of course), and lo and behold, your older sister shows up in a white dress. You're scandalized, but you bite your tongue, and you cross your fingers that people will see it as the blatant and gross faux pas that it is. In the midst of your evening, soured by the specter of your sister in her white dress here and there, always in your peripheral vision, you overhear people commenting on her. You edge closer, eavesdropping, in hopes of hearing some gossip at her expense, but all they talk about is how beautiful she is. You saved for this night, your night for two damn years, for this. You trigger.

There's a little bit of forest you used to go to all the time when you were young, and you still go there when you want a break from the dash of city life. Like all things from your childhood, it seems so much smaller now, and safer. Except not anymore - it turns out a gang's hiding in there, and now you're running madly through the woods as they chase after you, firing their guns whenever they catch sight of you. You daren't go out in the open where you're an easy target, but they're closing in on your position... You trigger as one of them breaks through the brush and fires at you.

It started with you going online during a sleepover with your school friends. Anonymous, no face shown, flashing people and running an ongoing auction so that your audience could bid on the things they wanted you and your friends to do. You and your friends split the cash, but the online transaction left a trail, and one of the perverts who were watching sent you an email. They listed your contacts on social media, your mom, your dad, your -school-, and showed you some of the video they'd recorded, where you let a glimpse of your face appear. Do as they say, and they won't send the video out to everyone you know. They tell you if you try to get them arrested, a dead man's switch will ensure the video goes live. They send you a list of instructions - stuff that involves more videos, giving them even more ammo. Your friend's boyfriend gets hit by a car, dying, and the blackmailer goes utterly silent. Faced with a deadline you can't hope to meet, vividly imagining the disappointment and humiliation that will affect every last part of your life, you trigger.

You're at the bar, you're having a good time. Everyone's laughing, looking good, and the place is lively. You take a sip of your drink, nothing seeming amiss. A few minutes later the room starts to spin, your limbs feel weak, everything going blurry. "Whoopsie," a blurry figure says near you. "Looks like my friend here's had too much to drink." That was your first drink of the night! You can't even muster the energy to get up out of your chair, and your "friend" says "I'll make sure they get home safe and sound," waving off the concerns of the other patrons. You've never seen this person in your life, you're sure of it, as they lift your arm up over their shoulders and drag you out of the bar, and a thought works it's way through your murky mind - you've been drugged. No! No! You attempt to struggle, raise a shout, but all you manage to do is trip a bit and moan. You're not getting away under your own power. You think you hear the person carrying you chuckle, and you trigger.


Extras
IQ: 15
ME: 14
MA: 12
PS: 14
PP: 21
PE: 15
PB: 15
Spd: 19

Female
Caucasian
Age: Mid 20's
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130
Build: Built
Meas: 38DD,27, 36-37
Specialties: A O
Natural Eye Color: Green
Natural Hair Color: Brown
Blood Type: AB-
Allergies: None
SSN: 212-75-3496
Nationality: Australian or New Zealander
Birth Order: 3rd out of 5? (older brother, older sister, twin sisters (younger) )
DOB: 3/6

Disposition: TBD
Personality: TBD

Marital Status: TBD
Children: None

Family History (Possibles) 
96-00: Mysterious Background II: The character was raised by what appeared to be a loving normal family. However the character has just recently discovered that they were adopted and all traces of your true identity have disappeared or have been covered up by some unknown source. 

Family Political Background: Independent
Personal Political View: Independent

Adult Background History

PERSONALITY INFO
Personal Bias: Bullies (hate 'em)
Darkest Fear: Water (deep/open)
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Preferred Firearms: Semi-auto rifle, light - (5.56 - AR-15), mid-sized semi-auto autoloader
Preferred Melee: Large single-edged knife, 
Preferred Ranged: Tranq rifle (non-lethal)

Character Traits
Social Hangup - Criminal Record
Sensory Disorder - Astigmatism (fixed, LASIK)

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Jenphira Moonwhisper - Alias: None


【Dance With Dragons/|\The Song of the Sword-Dancer - The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt (OST)/|\Enigma - Principles of Lust】
~"I think what I like, and I do what I like. Don't like it? Tough. You can be offended all you like."~


Character Summary

Name: Jenphira Lacille Moonwhisper
Aliases: Jen, Jenny/Jennie, Lacey Emberwood
Age: 23
Race: Half Elf
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Place of Origin:
Gender: Female
Class: Sorceress

Stats


Str: 13
Dex: 16
Con: 15
Int: 15
Wis: 13
Cha: 18
Appearance: 18

Physical Attributes

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130-135 lbs
Build: Curvy/hourglass but athletic - 36-38 dd/ddd,  26, 34-36
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Sable, long, just below bottom of shoulder blades.
Skin Tone: Dusky Olive
Racial Abilities:
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:Silver stud, each ear
Pair of Silver hoop, each ear
Tongue - bar
Labret - Bar or hoop/ring

Day To Day Attire: Short sleeved tunic, tank half bodice. Either fitted trousers that lace up along outer thighs or a calf or ankle length skirt split up the side high with well made shoes, usually in blues, indigos, and silver or gold trim. When traveling, wears well made traveling clothes that are muted, neutral colors and a full cloak that's reversible.
Strengths:
▲ Fast thinking, highly intelligent
▲ In pretty great shape
▲ Draconic Ancestry - Blue Dragons - Gives her several small advantages or edges
▲ Multiple ways of making money
▲ Good at reading and manipulating people
▲ Alcohol tolerance


Weaknesses:
▼ Has a hard time resisting a pretty face
▼ Convinced that she can't be fooled the way she does with others
▼ Tends to like finer things, and is spending money like it's water
▼ Underestimates people at times 
▼ Potential alcoholic



Psychological Attributes

Intelligent * Independent * Calculating * Sensual * Teasing * Charitable


Sexuality: Bisexual (Even preference)
Relationship Status: Single, currently
Personality: Jenphira is a mixture of contrasts, contradictions, or opposites. She wears any number of masks toward the public and switches them as needed. In some ways she exhibits sociopathic behavior. Presenting the faces she needs to get what she wants, possibly muted emotions, and engaging in risky behaviors. This includes being strongly driven towards sex, or emotions such as anger. In some ways this makes her an ideal adventurer. One doesn't stay bored for long, which is a large cause for such patterns. 

Of course she would say she just wants to have a little fun. In truth fear and anger are interesting, and are much less muted than other feelings. Part of it stems from a difficult childhood, the death of her mother, and the aftermath of two father figures who were less than wholesome. One was neglectful in his own way. The other was perhaps too 'attentive' though he taught her much of her current skills in trade. 

Despite such beginnings and patterns, Jen does take time to donate to charities or charitable causes. She's been on the wrong side of the tracks, so to speak. She knows what it's like to scrape for anything and everything she has. In this regard, she tries to give back and alleviate a bit of suffering wherever she goes. One of her biggest charity cases is herself. Having little, but having gotten a taste of better things, she always tries to indulge when she can in some of the pleasures of life, whether it is good clothes, good food, good wine, or other. Of course she is careful about too much of any of it as they all can be personal pitfalls. 

She is obsessive about being prepared physically and mentally. To this regard, she makes sure to exercise regularly, and train with her weapons and keep in touch with her power. When not training physically, she puts herself through mental exercises meant to keep her sharp and aware with such frequently she doesn't even realize she's doing them anymore. It's become ingrained. 

Habits: Often clinks her tongue piercing against her teeth when bored, thinking, or nervous. Is known to chew her bottom lip when uncertain, nervous, aroused, or possibly when wishing to draw one's attention to them. 
Hobbies: Collecting gossip, collecting stories, hustling items or wares, stargazing, sunbathing, magic, playing flute
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
Likes:
✔ Sex
✔ Good food and good company
✔ Magic, showing off with it
✔ Dancing & Singing
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✔

Dislikes:
✘ Rudeness or mean people
✘ Bringing up her history
✘ Disrespect to her personal boundaries. (There aren't many)
✘ Her 'father/daddy'
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Motivations/Goals




Skills & Abilities

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Darkvision: Thanks to your elven blood, you have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Fey Ancestry: You have advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put you to sleep.
Weapons Training: Jenphira is trained in the use of a number of weapons. These include daggers, darts, slings, staves, and light crossbows. As part of her heritage in homage to elves she was trained in swordplay with short swords and long swords. Archery with short and long bows was also part of her training. Archery also helped sharpen her focus when necessary.
Draconic Origins: Having dragon blood in her lineage, she finds she has some understanding of how to deal with them. (Charisma check, proficiency bonus is doubled if it applies). Some of this heritage is evident in her skin as there are patches of sapphire scales here and there, making her tougher overall, and these can even help deflect attack. It remains to be seen if her magic is enhanced by her heritage.
Arcana:
Intelligence (Arcana) measures your ability to recall lore about spells, magic items, e1dritch symbols, magical traditions, the planes of existence, and the inhabitants of those planes.
 The world around this sorceress is steeped in magic, as are many stories. She's seen, heard, read, and experienced much, giving her a mental encyclopedia of knowledge around all things magical and arcane.
Deception:
Charisma determines whether you can convincingly hide the truth, either verbally or through your actions. This deception can encompass everything fram misleading others through ambiguity to telling outright lies. Typical situations include trying to fast-talk a guard, con a merchant, earn money through gambling, pass yourself off in a disguise, dull someone's suspicions with false assurances, or maintain a straight face while telling a blatant lie.
 When persuasion doesn't work, enticements and deception are often suitable tools to a young grifter and con artist such as Jenphira.
Performance:
Charisma (Performance) check determines how well you can delight an audience with music, dance, acting, storytelling, or some other form of entertainment.
 Jen is a skilled entertainer, mxing music, magic, dance, and story for audiences.
Persuasion:
When you attempt to influence someone or a group of people with tact, social graces, or good nature, the DM might ask you to make a Charisma (Persuasion) check. Typically, you use persuasion when acting in good faith, to foster friendships, make cordial requests, or exhibit proper etiquette. Examples of persuading others include convincing a chamberlain to let your party see the king, negotiating peace between warring tribes, or inspiring a crowd of townsfolk.
 Jen is naturally charismatic and persuasive. She has used this over much time to get what she wants and to bring others to see things her way.
Sleight of Hand:
Whenever you attempt an act of legerdemain or manual trickery, such as planting something on someone else or concealing an object on your person, make a Dexterity (Sleight of Hand) check. The DM might also call for a Dexterity (Sleight of Hand) check to determine whether you can lift a coin purse off another person or slip something out of another person's pocket.
 Jenphira has spent much time before crowds working with illusions and magic tricks, and even some pickpocketing (for entertainment) giving her a notable ability with such things.
Skill: Description


Magic

A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any drawbacks to casting


Cantrips
Spell: Light - Instant - None - None - None - Creates bright light equivalent to a torch either in a small object or gives a held object the ability to shed bright light.
Spell: Prestidigitation - Casting Time: Instant - Duration: Variable - Components: None - Damage: None - Drawbacks: None - Creates small magical effects of various types, to illusions to bits of material, or even going so far as to allow the character clean themselves up or apply cosmetics.
Spell: Ray of Frost - A frigid beam of blue-white light streaks toward a creature within range. Make a ranged spell Attack against the target. On a hit, it takes 1d8 cold damage, and its speed is reduced by 10 feet until the start of your next turn. - Verbal, Somatic, 1 action, instant, 60' range - Cold


1st Circle SpellsSpell: Magic Missile - You create three glowing darts of magical force. Each dart hits a creature of your choice that you can see within range. A dart deals 1d4+1 force damage to its target. The darts all strike simultaneously and you can direct them to hit one creature or several. - 3d4+3 damage, 120' range - Magical force
Spell: Shield - An Invisible barrier of magical force appears and protects you. Until the start of your next turn, you have a +5 bonus to AC, including against the triggering Attack, and you take no damage from Magic Missile. - Casting Time: 1 reaction - Range: Self
Witch Bolt: Create a continual lightning arc that extends no more than 30' to a target. Can deal 1d12 damage per round. Concentration up to 10 minutes. No saves. Ranged spell attack.
Spell: Description



Possessions

Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Fine Clothes: Jenphira tends to buy high quality fine clothing, or have it bought for her. These can be well made dresses to simply high quality but more casual attire. When wearing her traveling clothes, these are still of high quality stitching, lightweight, tough material made for the purpose, and are designed to last.
Daggers (2): See Weapons
Arcane Focus - Crystals: See Magical Items
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
Dagger: On her belt, worn almost as clothing, is a tool more than weapon.
Dagger: She carries a thin, slender dagger on her person concealed
Light Crossbow: Jen has slung over one shoulder when on the road, a light crossbow with a quiver containing twenty bolts she uses for self defense. This is used to concerve spells, or when spells just aren't worth it, or aren't working for some reason. Or it is not safe to use them.
Staff: A glorified walking stick, she usually has one when on the road
Item: Description
Item: Description

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description

Animals:
Sapphie: A spunky blue pseudodragon Jen encountered on the way to Horgith Veil, which she saved from a flock of angry ravens chasing the little bugger. Spending a few hours feeding and bonding with the wee one, they parted ways, only for it to turn out that Sapphie was following the new friend she made and that night saved Jen from a group of stirges. Or... well one. Jen killed the other. It seemed that sealed the bond.

Explorer's Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
Spellbook/Grimoire: While Sorcerers don't need to study to cast spells, and learn magic differently, such a practical book is often useful and helps reaffirm her understandings. This also is used to scribe spells, and more, with her skill in Arcana.
Trinket: An ancient arrow of Elvish design - Little is known about this item.
Set of Traveling Clothes: Light weight, high quality, tough materials, comfortable to wear, many pockets. Includes reversible cloak.
Bedroll: A mat and blanket for sleeping on.
Mess kit: collapsible cooking pan, knife fork, spoon, cup, bowl
Tinderbox: This small container holds flint, fire steel, and tinder (usually dry cloth soaked in light oil) used to kindle a fire. Using it to light a torch - or anything else with abundant, exposed fuel - takes an action. Lighting any other fire takes 1 minute.
Rations: 10 days of rations - Quith Pa - Iron rations, dried fruit mostly
Waterskin: flexible container for water, made of leather, durable.
Rope: 50 feet of hempen rope - attached to outside of pack, useful for climbing and pulling, and tying/binding
Forger's Kit: This small box contains a variety of papers and parchments, pens and inks, seals and sealing wax, gold and silver leaf, and other supplies necessary to create convincing forgeries of physical documents. Proficiency with this kit lets you add your proficiency bonus to any ability checks you make to create a physical forgery of a document.
Disguise Kit: This pouch of cosmetics, hair dye, and small props lets you create disguises that change your physical appearance. Proficiency with this kit lets you add your proficiency bonus to any ability checks you make to create a visual disguise.
Wooden Flute: A simple musical instrument played for entertainment purposes, solo or for an audience
Journal: A leather-bound book designed for one to chronicle one's life events, keep notes, draw or sketch, and more.
Item: Description


Attuned Magical Items: Limit 3 
Item: Description & Details
Item: Description & Details
Item: Description & Details


Magical Items (Not attuned):
Arcane Focus - Ball: A Metallic shimmering orb made from various materials to supplement spellcasting and replacing spell components. About the size of a hand ball.
Arcane Focus - Crystals: Set into jewelry at the wrists, ears, throat, or forehead, she has a set of sapphire colored crystals that swirl with an inner light. They are arcane foci and replace or are made of common casting components. They leave her hands free to cast as needed.
Spellbook/Grimoire: A book for recording spells, incantations, and other notations in regards to magic. - See Explorer's Pack contents.
Bag of Holding: A magical container that is bigger on the inside than the outside. It can hold up to five hundred pounds of weight, and 64 feet of cubic feet of material. (4' x 4' x 4') Bag will weigh no more or less than 12 lbs. More details avilable.


Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions - limit 5
Potion of Healing: A bronze serum, contained in a fragile jar etched with holy symbols. This potion restores 2d4+2 hit points.
Potion of Healing: A bronze serum, contained in a fragile jar etched with holy symbols. This potion restores 2d4+2 hit points.
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description

Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description

History

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Birth Order: Last born
Siblings: None by blood
Childhood: Being the daughter of two cultures, Jenphira never quite fully fit within either. To humans she appears too much like an elf, and was mistaken for being younger than she was, and wasn't taken as seriously, or seen as an equal playmate, and so on. Among Elves, she would often be treated as though she wasn't old enough to know, and was always treated with a cool aloofness. 
Adulthood: Being a misfit of cultures and generally less socially acceptable and conservative in many regards has pushed Jen into life on the road, going place to place. She has found something of a slightly dysfunctional family with a traveling troupe of entertainers and ruffians of sorts.
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often, minimal 2
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this?

Relations

⚜ High Ranking * ☯ Neutral * ☮ Friends * ♥ Crush * ⚤ Significant Other * ☠ Enemy

You may work out several predone relations as NPCs you control. Limit one high ranking character, minimal of one sworn enemy - all npcs are limited to base information and items within the Rp. Relations can be worked out between player character before start of Rp if you wish and added to during the Rp


☮ Kriv Noxisair: Male Copper Dragonborn, traveling companion. Considers him a friend, and is taking him under her wing some. May have some romantic entanglements with, but does not consider herself to have any sort of 'relationship' with anyone at this time.
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Character Quote: It is often better to ask forgiveness, than permission.
Theme Song: Still looking There are other themes provided
Aura Color: Crackling electric blue.
Scent: Dragon's Blood incense, a hint of ozone, something soft, floral, intoxicating
Anything Else:

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Journal


Why did Jenphira become an adventurer?
“You say that like I had a choice. This isn’t something I particularly chose, in the beginning. I spent my younger years after I was puleld away from my mother living among strangers. My father thought he was trying to do the right thing, I suppose. Give me an education and a life of sorts. Except the rest of the elves that he spent his time with never really accepted a halfbreed like me. Mixed blood really shouldn’t be a detriment, but  they often saw it as such. My weak father kept silent on the matter, until eventually I won over the arguement to return home and be away from a place that scorned me, even as a youth. On the way home, my escort was ambushed by a roving band of brigands. In the weeks and months prior, I’d felt a browing force inside of me. And at this time it seemed to come spilling out. The campfire that we had lit billowed up, doubling in size in response to my fright, and when one of them tried to lay hands on me, they got a nasty shock. You could hear the crack and there was a bright flash from the contact, and he staggered away holding his hand. That night they took me with them, leaving behind my father’s paid guards. 
Among the rovers I was treated badly, tortured even. That is until Dellin. He fed me, gave me water, and looked after  me. He took care of me, and kept the rest at bay. I didn’t know it at first but he was their leader, and he’d claimed me as ‘spoils’. At first I was grateful just to be alive. There were other kids with the group, and I got to join them. I wasn’t looked at in the same light. For a time I got to be a child. But Dellin told me I would have to learn new things. Manipulating people, charming them, and as I began to blossom into a woman, how to use my charms and body to my advantage, my looks. Or rather to Dellin’s advantage. He taught me the art of the con. He was a real bastard. And that was the good side of it. I won’t get into what he did to me personally. My magic showed it’s flares in starts and fits now and again, which only served to isolate me from my peers. They were afraid of this mysterious power that showed up now and again. Dellin started teaching me how to use my ability to read and write to forge documents, papers. Little did he know, he was giving me all the skills to get away from him too. I’d planned my escape for a long time without telling a soul. I’d also practiced more of my magic in secret than he’d guessed. 
So it was on a night when both moons were dark that I lie with him. For a long time. My best work, seeking to exhaust him. It worked and after he fell into a deep sleep, I roused. It was well after midnight. I dressed, and I fled using some filched dusts that the group kept on hand. One made me invisible, the other untrackable. I got free of the camp. Little did I know, that night… something had taken root. For weeks, even months I ran. Until I fell in with a traveling troupe. I’ve since moved with them, blending in, performing, lending my skills to a much better and more deserving lot though we still live in a gray area of the law. I would settle down, but a moving target is harder to hit. And I don’t want Dellin or his band ever getting scent of my trail again. I cannot rest or sit still for too long. 

Who or what is most important to Jenphira?
Tayoral, my daughter. My mother Malorai. My friends in the troupe, and maybe Kriv. Remaining free of Dellin’s clutches perhaps is the most important thing. 

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to Jen?
Dellin - He took me from both of my parents, held me hostage, tortured and starved me. I was abused in all the ways you could imagine, beaten and sexually assaulted. He took my choices from me. 

What is one place that Jen never wants to visit again?

What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been?
To know that she could stop running. To be permanently free of Dellin and not have to fear what might happen to her, or her daughter, or friends. To be able to settle in one spot and raise her daughter, reunite with her mother. Maybe to focus on having a real family. Maybe work as an entertainer, or even just to have a normal life.

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【Arran Rassar - Alias】


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~"A quote from the character."~


Character Summary

Name: Arran Chilana Rassar
Aliases:(Nicknames, previous names, maiden names, etc.)
Age: 22
Race: Human
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Place of Origin:
Gender: Female
Class: Pugilist (Monk Variant)

Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.


Str: 18
Dex: 18
Con: 18
Int: 15
Wis: 16
Cha: 16
App: 16

Physical Attributes

Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 175-185 lbs
Build: Avg, 38D,27,36
Eyes: Lt. Green
Hair: Sable
Skin Tone: Bronze
Racial Abilities:
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
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Piercings:Stud, left nostril

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Psychological Attributes

Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait


Sexuality: Mostly heterosexual (Kinsey 2)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs
Habits: Minimal 2
Hobbies: At least 1
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
Likes:
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Dislikes:
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Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Skill: Description
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Magic

A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting - Limit 5 for single class, limit 3 for dual class - magic classes only

Spell: Description
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Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Item: Description
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Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
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Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
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Animals: Have a horse or bird? Limit 1 non bonded
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Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
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Magical Items: Limit 2 low level
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Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions - limit 5 
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Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
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History

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?
Childhood: Anything notable?
Adulthood: Anything notable?
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often, minimal 2
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this?

Why did your character become an adventurer?
Who or what is most important to your character?
Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to your character?
What is one place that your character never wants to visit again?
What would make your character the happiest they’ve ever been?

Relations

⚜ High Ranking * ☯ Neutral * ☮ Friends * ♥ Crush * ⚤ Significant Other * ☠ Enemy

You may work out several predone relations as NPCs you control. Limit one high ranking character, minimal of one sworn enemy - all npcs are limited to base information and items within the Rp. Relations can be worked out between player character before start of Rp if you wish and added to during the Rp


Name: Description
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Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Are they a fiery red that burns everything around them or a soft soothing blue? Or any other color for that matter.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:
Specialty - massage

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【Kaci Hill - Tempest】


【She's a Superhero/|\Broken (Sad theme)/|\River Flows In You - Original (One of her love themes)】
【Overall Playlist】
~"I'm tougher than I look."~


Character Summary

Name: Kassandra Liliandra HIll
Aliases:Kasi, Kass, Lili, Little Lilly, Hotwheels, Hotrod, Meals on Wheels, Tempest
Age: 29
Race: Human
Alignment: Scrupulous
Place of Origin:
Gender: Female
O.C.C.: Empowered Hero
Occupation: Writer & Student

Stats

While not likely to be used for RP purposes, they do give a measurement or yardstick to gauge abilities.

Iintelligence Quotient: 14 (rl equivalent of 140)
Mental Endurance: 21
Mental Affinity: 19 (60% chance to invoke trust or intimidate)
Physical Strength: 9 | 33 (Supernatural)
Physical Prowess: 11 | 19
Physical Endurence: 6 | 17
Physical Beauty: 11 | 22 (55% chance to charm/impress, when transformed)
Speed: 4 | 29

HP: 6 (17)
SDC: 20 (189/229)

Physical Attributes

Height: 5' 6" (6' 6" when transformed)
Weight: 110 (210 when transformed)
Build: Thin (average but  doesn’t eat enough) | Built when transformed
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Auburn
Skin Tone: Milky White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:


Personal Style: 
Kasi tends to dress herself based on her mood, as well as what is easiest to put on and wear. As changing clothes is difficult, she tends to aim for comfortable, and so on. Unless she is working out in the public, making appearances. In these situations, her style could be described as ‘smart’, classy. Dresses and skirts, button down blouses, nice earrings, one or two other pieces of jewelry which are more accent than anything. You will probably never find her in heels. She doesn’t normally have the coordination to handle more than flats. Around town, you might spy her in everything from sweats to a polo and a nice pair of trousers. At home, PJ’s all the time, if she gets fully dressed. A long shirt is most comfy and easiest to deal with. 

When suited up, she often wears a bodysuit made from a printed version of SuperFabric™. The material is remarkable and is pretty much designed for the job. Often she will wear a design that is dark violet, and indigo with dark grays for operating at night. During the day, and expecting to be more visible to the public she favors gold/amber or silver accents. There is a cloak with a deep hood for working at night, and a lighter cape for during the day. Despite the jokes about superheroes and capes, she wears it for multiple reasons. They serve as a distraction, a weapon, cut down on visibility or can make herself seem even larger. It is an iconic look, and they are treated with a hydrophobic solution to shed rain. 

In the field she often uses a hard-shell pack with interior padding to cut down on noise, but has a soft pack as well. She does carry a belt with  some gear on it, with spares close by. Most of it is compact, but of relatively decent quality. 

Psychological Attributes

Articulate * Intelligent * Practical * Resourceful


Sexuality: Kinsey 5 (more given to homosexuality than hetero), high drive
Relationship Status: In a relationship 
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs
Habits:
Not eating. Kasi tends to get so focused in her work or whatever activities she is doing, she often forgets to eat.
Tends to either avoid going out, or will sometimes visit campus, or a coffee shop and bookstore just off campus for drinks and wifi
Doodles and draws when thinking or bored, as much as she might also drum her fingers or the end of her pencil or pen
Will sometimes swivel her chair

Hobbies:
Reading - Kaci likes to read, constantly feeding her mind, or just entertaining herself
Sex - Fascinating subject. Wish I was having it.
Go - Simpler than Chess. Tougher than Chess.
Video Games - PC MASTER RACE! Yes, I know, I need to get off the computer. WoW can wait.

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
Surgery or other physical trauma, and pain. The idea alone makes her shudder in revulsion and cringe. This is less a problem or barely thought of when she’s ‘suited up’. She hates the thought of being cut open, scarred up, the recovery time.. If any.. The idea that she could just straight out die on the table. It’s also deeply invasive physically and in a way personally.
Getting arrested. She’s heard too many horror stories of what happens sometimes while getting arrested, but then also going to jail or prison. She knows she would not do well there.
Losing her support network - Kasi, while tough and resilient in her own way, knows that she would not be where she is without her loved ones. While less atavistic, the idea that her boyfriend might leave her or be killed, or any of her other friends, or her family … it does keep her awake.


Likes:
✔ Flavorful/comfort foods
✔ Cats
✔ Art, drawing, photography, digital art
✔ Music, most types
✔ Video Games, especially MMO’s 
✔ Swimming


Dislikes:
✘ Loud/spazzy people, especially kids
✘ Small-talk
✘ Crowds
✘ Confined spaces
✘ Oatmeal. The flavor is fine, I just feel like I’m eating vomit. 
✘ Polka. Play it around me and I will cut you.


Motivations/Goals
Need to get Phil a birthday present.
Get book project finished
Get short story edited and turned in with publisher


Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Computer Skills: Kasi is skilled with computers, computer systems, and is a pretty decent programmer. She knows -some- hacking theory, but she generally avoids it. She is also able to repair and build her own computers, and has a very solid grasp of basic electronics.
Journalism & Writing: Kasi spent a while learning the ins and outs of jouranlism and creative writing. She has become a skilled researcher. By now she is skilled with surveillance equipment and tactics, and tailing people.
Sciences Skills: Kasi has a major interest in various sciences, from astronomy and astrophysics to anthropology, chemistry, and advanced mathematics. She is a polymath.
Arts & Digital Arts: Kasi has drawn since she was little, both by hand and digitally. She is also a skilled photographer, and has taken plenty of coursework in college to build these skills.
Life Skills: Often independent despite her physical problems, Kasi has learned to handle a number of things on her own. She has become a decent cook, can repair or maintain most things, handle her own finances, as well as manage basic businesses.
Kali: Being handicapped, Kasi has opted to learn filipino martial arts to increase her coordination, but also, living in a bad neighborhood, she haslearned it because running isn't an option. It's almost zero emphasis on kicks, and being mostly work with the hands through weapons is most suitable for her.
Handguns: With the potential for trouble to find Kasi and with her lack of ability to flee, it seemed prudent to learn how to use handguns. Rifles are too much and don't go well with the chair.
Knives & Sticks: Weapons are a great equalizer. With her Kali training, Kasi has become proficient in edged and impact weapons. Most often she will have a knife on her for defense, as it is easier to manage with a wheelchair. If walking with a cane or crutch, you can bet it will be used as a weapon
Singer: Often alone for long periods, and with a love of music, Kaci has developed a pleasant singing voice naturally. She often will sing for or to herself, and occasionally a sibling. If you ask her really nicely, she might sing for you too, but you can expect her to be very embarrassed.


Major Powers

A listing of powers, their descriptions - ranges, expected damage, durations, any drawbacks, and bonuses

The Transformation: Kasi has the ability to take a form that much resembles a demigoddess. In this form she uses the alias Tempest. In this form her physical attributes are greatly enhanced, including her physical strength, which becomes Supernatural, putting it above most other Capes. In this instance she is able to lift over 16,000 pounds, and carry more than half that. She becomes a full foot taller, and and a hundred pounds heavier due to increased muscle mass and density. She resembles a goddess, with supermodel or fitness model looks. This transformation also grants the following powers below.
Alter Physical Structure - Electricity: A remarkable power in which the user can become highly charged with crackling lightning over their form, or they may transform to resemble an energy being made of living lightning. This allows for a wider array of attacks with lightning, including the ability to generate it over an area, or around a person to confine them, or a defensive field for themselves. Can also become energized for short bursts of electric flight up to a mile distant. Can be used for a ramming type of attack that does no damage to themselves. During this state they are immune to electricity. They are resistent to fires and energy attacks.

Minor Powers

A listing of powers, their descriptions - ranges, expected damage, durations, any drawbacks, and bonuses

Healing Factor The astonishing ability to regenerate wounds and damaged tissues. Will not regenerate lost limbs. Character does not fatigue whatsoever! All wounds healed will not scar. Is highly resistant to poisons, toxins, and even magic. If they do take effect, those effects are reduced to a third. May hit a regeneration overdrive twice per day that heals a decent portion of her body's injuries. Otherwise regeneration is slower.
Flight: Wingless The ability to fly without any apparent means. Kasi can fly at 200 mph, and will continue to increase her speed as she grows in experience and pushes her limits. her flight mobility affords her more freedom to attack and defend herself with, and can even use flying charging attacks to increase her striking speed and force.
Energy Expulsion: Electricity The remarkable ability to channel bolts of lightning from her hands or eyes. With this power she may divide her attacks between two different targets at the same time for one attack. She may attack with this sixteen times a minute, or about once every 3 or so seconds. Range is 400 feet, though it will grow farther over time and as she pushes her limits


Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Smartphone: A really recent smartphone with great camera. No Droid only please.
Clothes: Usually Kasi is dressed in a shirt, pants or skirt, shoes, undies, and bra, and often has a coat when not at home.
Backpack: Usually she has a backpack when out and about. A purse is too much to manage if she's trying to walk. Otherwise the pack is on the back of her wheelchair. It also holds more.
Wheelchair: Well, she's usually on it rahter than it being on her. It gets her places
Cane: When she wants to take a stand, or rather stand up, this will help her do it anywhere. She can walk with it too. Also, it's pretty good for poking and whacking people with. Often attached to her wheelchair somewhere.
Item: Description


Possessions On Person in the field:
Smartphone: A really recent smartphone with great camera. No Droid only please.
Costume: A bodysuit of SmartFabric, done in purples, indigos, and dark blues, with gray accents, or silver and gold/amber, depending on the job. Will often constitute a full cloak with cowl. Sometimes may be just a cape. Hydrophobically treated
Utility Belt: A tactical belt fitted with spaces for cuffs, radio, knife or multi-tool, burner phone, binoculars
Item: Description
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Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
FNS-40: A forty caliber pistol with magazines of 10 or 14 rounds, average range of
Women's Tactical Folding Knife: Usually in a pocket or wher eshe can quickly access it.
Item: Description
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Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Costume/Bodusuit: SmartFabric is nearly impossible to cut with knives or other bladed weapons. It is also highly puncture resistant, making it ideal to protect someone like Kaci when transformed. With her body naturally being harder to damage because of her transformation, there has been little need for thicker armor. This may change in the future.
Item: Description
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Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
Laptop: Suitable for gaming or graphic design and video editing, and writing.
Digital Camera: For real photography, beter pictures, and even recording video. Has other investigative uses.
Digital Voice Recorder: Smartphone can record, but also having a backup is a good idea, and doesn't eat up phone memory.
Item: Description
Item: Description


Pack Contents: This is what is usually carried in the field
Digital Camera: For real photography, better pictures, and even recording video. Has other investigative uses.
Digital Voice Recorder: Smartphone can record, but also having a backup is a good idea, and doesn't eat up phone memory.
Handheld CB/Police radio: Small, boxy device used to listen in on the city's radio network. She has a backup on her smartphone, but it takes time and there's a delay and sometimes it's scrambled.
Binoculars: A small pair of Bushnell binoculars, a little bigger than pocket sized but high quality.
Zip ties/cuffs: A half dozen or so zip ties or zip-cuffs. Multi-use.
Handcuffs: Metal, police grade, usually a set in the bag.
Item: Description


History

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?Father: Alan Graves - Alive (Thought to be dead) - Known - Relationship: N/A
Mother: Roberta Hill - Alive - Known - Relationship: Good

Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?Eliot “Eli” - First Born (Oct 6 - Libra) - 9 years older - Relationship with Eli is not super great due to the age gap. But they are not estranged.
MItchell “Mitch” - Second born (Feb 13 - Aquarius) - 2 years older - Mitch often took care of Cat and Kasi, and is the protective and lovable older brother.
Catherine “Cat” - Third born (Dec 1 - Sagittarius) - 3 years older - Very close

Childhood: The day the condolence officers came to the house to inform her mother that Warrant Officer Alan Graves had been killed in action. He was a Kiowa pilot overseas. He’d gone down protecting a group of operators, providing close air support. A chucklehead with an RPG had gotten lucky. The helo crashed, but with the local insurgents, there was no way to get to him. There are images floating around on the internet of what they did to him, and it was in the news for a while.

This was compounded with the struggle of growing up with nearly useless legs. Having a mother who worked hard with bills piling up. 
Adulthood: Graduating high school was probably the best day of her life, but she was already pushing for college. 
Special Moments: The day she met Phillip who seemed out of nowhere to save her from dropping all of her things at the store, and possibly taking a terrible spill. The man has been a treasure ever since. 
Finding out she wasn’t as crippled as she thought, and that there was a power inside her, one that made her something much much more. That was a special day. Right up there with the day that Phil asked her out.
Current Events: Currently, Kasi is focusing on getting her Master’s Thesis completed, maintaining her relationship with her boyfriend, a couple of book projects, and keeping up with the family as best she can. 

Why did your become an adventurer?

Who or what is most important to you?

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you?

What is one place that you never want to visit again?

What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been?


Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: See top of sheet
Aura Color: Blues, indigos, some greens and golds
Scent: Faint floral/tropical perfume, rain and ozone (like a storm), fresh air, and notes of her bodywash and shampoo, and something she recently cooked
Anything Else:

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Desbre Gensan


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~Quote from the Character~


Character Summary


Name: Desbre Gensan
Aliases: Des
Age: 22
Birthday: Check the archives
Race: Arkanian
Birth Planet: Arkania
Affiliation: New Jedi Order/Students of the Light
Starting Location: Yavin VIII
Gender: Female
Occupation: Pilot, racer

Appearance

Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: medium athletic
Eyes: Gray/Silver/White
Hair: Silvery white
Skin Tone: Milky white
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:

Personal Style: Minimal 2 paragraphs

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Psychology

Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait


Sexuality: Bisexual (Kinsey 3)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Habits:

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Fears:

Likes: (Minimum of 6)
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Dislikes: (Minimum of 6)
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Cards On The Table

General Skills:

Specialty Skills:

What Is On Your Person:
Clothing -


Weapons:Practice saber: 
Inherited saber: 
Blaster pistol: Description
Item: Description
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Armor:Item: Description
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History

The Reason You Chose The Side You Did:
History:

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?
Childhood: Anything notable?
Adulthood: Anything notable?
Special Moments: Things that stick out in your character’s mind most often.

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you?
What is one place they never want to visit again?
What is one place they want to visit or go back to?
What would make them the happiest they’ve ever been?

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Alliance Record: File of any crimes you committed against the Alliance
Anything Else:

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Lady Ravenwood


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~Quote from the Character~


Character Summary


Name: Sharlee Ember Ravenwood
Aliases: Shar, Shara
Age: 30
Race/Ethnicty: Half-elf
Place of Origin: Waterdeep (Or other appropriate port city when not in Faerun)
Gender: Female
Class(es): Paladin

Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.


Strength: 16
Dexterity: 8
Constitution: 13
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 12
Charisma: 16

Physical Attributes

Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 160 lbs
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Hazel - gray
Hair: Sable/auburn - long, wavy
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:Both ears pierced (at least)

Day To Day Attire: Typically, Shar is well dressed in clothes that are well made, tailored. Often she wears nice dresses and finery, but  when expected to be active, she will forgo them and instead dress in pants, though still well made gear. Example Dress. Example active/travel clothes 1active/travel clothes 2
Typically, she will have her signet ring ready and available, and almost always a slender dagger concealed on her person.

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Psychological Attributes

Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait


Sexuality: Bisexual (kinsey 4), sapiosexaul
Relationship Status: Single    Minimal 2 paragraphs
Personality: Shar tends to be generous and attempts to be kind to be most everyone she meets. She realizes that she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, as did her siblings. This of course plays into the obligation to be kind to those less fortunate, to try to give something back.

Being raised as high-born, Shar was held to a higher standard. She must act better, be wiser, lead, and kepe the peace. So she is selective about who she favors. If a person stands highly in her estimation. If they truly disappoint her, or break her trust or faith, they are likely never to regain it.

Respect is one of her highest ideals, but more than that is her Noble Obligation. She  is obligated, as she believes, to protect the people, and to take care of them. They are all her charges, and realistically, she knows she can't take care of every person individually, she strives to do what she can. She champions their causes as best she can, and tries to ward off danger and evil.

Habits: Minimal 3 

Hobbies: At least 1 Gambling - Shar is an excellent card player, and will do so to turn some coin, or pass the time.May also do so, to gauge people.
Sex - It's a hobby, a past time.

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged 

Likes: (Minimum of 6)
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Dislikes: (Minimum of 6)
✘
✘
✘
✘
✘
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Motivations/Goals


Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Skill: Description
Skill: Description
Skill: Description
Skill: Description
Skill: Description
Skill: Description


Magic

A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting

Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description


Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Fine Clothing: Typically, Shar is well dressed in clothes that are well made, tailored. Often she wears nice dresses and finery, but  when expected to be active, she will forgo them and instead dress in pants, though still well made gear. Example Dress. Example active/travel clothes 1 active/travel clothes 2
Signet ring: A gold signet ring with the House Ravenwood crest carved within.
Item: Description
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Item: Description

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
Longsword: A leaf bladed elvish style longsword, for using one-handed or two handed.
Dagger: Single edged, large blade, sharp pommel, good for fighting or for bushcraft tasks
Item: Description
Item: Description
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Item: Description

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Chain Mail: Sturdy, well made chain mail armor made of interlinked rings. See above images and additional images.
Kite Shield: Sturdy kite shield fairly simple but elegant design, styled and tooled in a fashion that could only be described as elvish, and painted with the symbol of Torm
Item: Description
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Animals: Have a horse or bird?
Animal: Description

Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
Scroll Case: Contains Shar's Scroll of Pedigree/Patence of Nobility.
Mess Kit: This tin box contains a cup and simple cutlery. The box clamps together, and one side can be used as a cooking pan and the other as a plate or shallow bowl.
Tinderbox: This small container holds flint, fire steel, and tinder (usually dry cloth soaked in light oil) used to kindle a fire. Using it to light a torch - or anything else with abundant, exposed fuel - takes an action. Lighting any other fire takes 1 minute.
Torches (10): A torch burns for 1 hour, providing bright light in a 20-foot radius and dim light for an additional 20 feet.
Rations (10 days): Rations consist of dry foods suitable for extended travel, including jerky, dried fruit, hardtack, cheeses and nuts.
Waterskin: Holds up to 4 pints of your favorite beverage.
Rope: Made from hemp. 50 feet of it, coiled up and lashed to pack exterior
Bedroll: A system of painted waxed canvas ground cover, a layer of padding, a thick wool blanket, and a large canvas  that goes over top, makes a sunshade, a hasty tent or any other use. The canvases have been beeswaxed and oiled to be water resistant if not waterproof. This compact set upis rolled up and attached to the exterior of the pack.
Item: Description

Magical Items:
Item: Description
Item: Description

Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
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Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
Item: Description
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History

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?Rain Ravenwood - 1st born of the triplets, very close.
Lia Ravenwood - 3rd of the triplets, very close but not as close as she is to Rain.

Childhood & Youth: During her early childhood, Shar contracted a lingering illness. Bronchitis or pneumonia. The latter is often troublesome if not fatal without a good healer or divine means. Early childhood education was spent with nose stuck in books. Formal education falls into history, politics, and finishing school. Shar picked up the trade of politics apprenticed by her parental figures. During her youth, Shar advocated on behalf of some of the workers within Waterdeep. There were no particularly pivotal events. Later Shar was accepted to train with one of the knightly orders.
Adulthood: She has finished her training as a paladin. Among her teachers was Rochelle "Ro" McLaren.
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this? Why did your become an adventurer? Who or what is most important to you?

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you?

What is one place that you never want to visit again?

What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been?

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Indigo and royal purple shot through with gold, flecks of blue and green.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:

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Relations
Lady Ravenwood

"Her wrath undoes the wicked."⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

🎆 Rain Ravenwood 💞
"Rain was the first of us to be born, and I have spent my entire life with her. She is and always will be a part of me."
Rain is one of three triplets. She is the eldest. Singer, entertainer, performer, she is a skilled bard.

🎆 Lia Ravenwood 💞
"My youngest sister, and talented in her own right. I do what I can to look after her."
Lia Ravenwood is the youngest of the three sisters, triplets. She is drawn to the natural world, and while having an interest in all magics, she seems to have a penchant for the magical forces inherent to nature. She is a druid.

💓 Rochelle "Ro" McLaren 🎆
"My teacher, my friend, a guiding light, and a driving force for good."
Shar had a teacher (Human, female) by the name of Rochelle (Ro for short) McLaren. Lowborn , a commoner, but with a reputation for being fearless and a terror with a blade. Ro taught Shar to be brave, fight for a worthy cause and protect the little guy where she could.

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Aerdeth Sylvaranth


【Theme I/|\Theme II/|\Theme III】
~Quote from the Character~


Character Summary


Name: Aerdeth "Eryn" Sylvaranth
Aliases: Aer, Eryn (child name)
Age: 116
Race/Ethnicty: Wood Elf
Place of Origin:
Gender: Male
Class(es): Monk (favoring shaolin-type animal styles, at present.)

Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.


STR: 12
DEX: 17
CON: 13
INT: 10
WIS: 15
CHA: 8

Physical Attributes

Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 180 lbs
Build: Chiseled, endomorphic, broad at shoulders, narrow at waist, ideal type
Eyes: Hazel Gray
Hair: Dark brown to black, long
Skin Tone: Light and coppery
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:

Scars:

Piercings:

Day To Day Attire:
Strengths: (max of 3)
▲ Fast reflexes & high dex
▲ flexible
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Weaknesses: (minimum 3)
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Psychological Attributes

Trait * Trait * Trait * Trait


Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs
Habits: Minimal 3 

Hobbies: At least 1 

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged 

Likes: (Minimum of 6)
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Dislikes: (Minimum of 6)
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Motivations/Goals


Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Darkvision (60'): Accustomed to twilit forests and the night sky, he has superior vision in dark and dim conditions. He can see in dim light within 60 feet of himself as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. He can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Fey Ancestry: He has advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put you to sleep.
Keen Senses: Like all Elven kind, he has keep vision and hearing, giving him advantage on all perception checks.
Trance: Elves don't need to sleep. Instead, they meditate deeply, remaining semiconscious, for 4 hours a day. (The Common word for such meditation is "trance.") While meditating, Aerdeth can dream after a fashion; such dreams are actually mental exercises that have become reflexive through years of practice. After resting in this way, he gains the same benefit that a human does from 8 hours of sleep.
Elven Weapon Training: Elves consider the arts of archery and sorcery to be a lofty pursuit, sharpening the mind and the senses, and being applicable through life. It is entertainment, focus, and expression. All high elves and wood elves learn to use the longbow (warband) and shortbow (hunter's band), as well as the shortsword and the longsword. Aerdeth is proficient in these weapons and skills.
Mask of the Wild: Native to the wood ans calling it home, wood elves learn how to disturb little in their travel. Hide and seek and learning to trick the eye are childsplay. Aerdeth can attempt to hide even when only lightly obscured by foliage, heavy rain, falling snow, mist, and other natural phenomena.
Unarmored Defense: Honed through training, Aerdeth has developed fast reflexes, zen-like awareness, and a sense for incoming danger or attacks, even being able to anticipate them, allowing him to avoid or block them in such a manner that he has little use for armor, and indeed it would be a hinderance. (10+Dex+Wis to AC)
Martial Arts: Your practice of martial arts gives you mastery of combat styles that use unarmed strikes and monk weapons, which are shortswords and any simple melee weapons that don't have the two-handed or heavy property.

You gain the following benefits while you are unarmed or wielding only monk weapons and you aren't wearing armor or wielding a shield.You can use Dexterity instead of Strength for the attack and damage rolls of your unarmed strikes and monk weapons.
You can roll a d4 in place of the normal damage of your unarmed strike or monk weapon.
When you use the Attack action with an unarmed strike or a monk weapon on your turn, you can make one unarmed strike as a bonus action. For example, if you take the Attack action and attack with a quarterstaff, you can also make an unarmed strike as a bonus action, assuming you haven't already taken a bonus action this turn.

Certain monasteries use specialized forms of the monk weapons. For example, you might use a club that is two lengths of wood connected by a short chain (called a nunchaku) or a sickle with a shorter, straighter blade (called a kama).
Languages: Aerdeth is fluent in Common, and his native Elvish, and speaks dwarvish rather well.
Armor: Aerdeth has no skill with the wearing and use of armor
Weapons: simple weapons, elven weapons, monk weapons
Skill: Description


Magic

A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting

Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description
Spell: Description


Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Common clothes: Description
Belt pouch: contains 5 gold pieces and some change.
Scroll Case: This cylindrical leather case can hold up to ten rolled-up sheets of paper or five rolled-up sheets of parchment. It is  stuffed full of notes from your studies or prayers.
Item: Description
Item: Description

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
Kunai (10x): Throwing blades with a narrow triangular head, and a thin iron bar for a handle ending in a finger ring. Suitable for throwing easily at targets within 20 feet, but can frequently hit as far as 60 feet away. Also usable for knife-fighting and close quarter tactics.
Short Sword: A simple sword, short in length with functional and decently made blade.
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
Item: Description
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Animals: Have a horse or bird?
Animal: Description

Explorer's Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling a backpack
a bedroll
a mess kit - This tin box contains a cup and simple cutlery. The box clamps together, and one side can be used as a cooking pan and the other as a plate or shallow bowl.
a tinderbox - This small container holds flint, fire steel, and tinder (usually dry cloth soaked in light oil) used to kindle a fire. Using it to light a torch - or anything else with abundant, exposed fuel - takes an action. Lighting any other fire takes 1 minute.
10 days of rations - Rations consist of dry foods suitable for extended travel, including jerky, dried fruit, hardtack, and nuts.
a waterskin - A waterskin can hold up to 4 pints of liquid.
50 feet of hempen rope
Herbalism Kit - This kit contains a variety of instruments such as clippers, mortar and pestle, and pouches and vials used by herbalists to create remedies and potions. Proficiency with this kit lets you add your proficiency bonus to any Ability Checks you make to Identify or apply herbs. Also, proficiency with this kit is required to create Antitoxin and potions of Healing.
Cartographer's Tools - These Special tools include the items needed to pursue a craft or trade. Proficiency with a set of artisan's tools lets you add your proficiency bonus to any Ability Checks you make using the tools in your craft. Each type of artisan's tools requires a separate proficiency.
Winter Blanket - thick wool blanket
Broken sword


Magical Items:
Item: Description
Item: Description

Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions 
Item: Description
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Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
Item: Description
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History


History:
((Disclaimer - Background info is not entirely in chronological order.))

Born with the child-name of Eryn the wood elf is now known as Aerdeth of the Sylvaranth family. Born within the family home, he is the fourth of six children, having three older sisters and two younger brothers. Aerdeth and his siblings were able to live a fairly comfortable lifestyle growing up due to their father Lucan's success as a merchant, and their mother Caelynn who is a prominent priestess. They had a small, modest home that is likely best described as a nice cottage. Aerdeth had a fairly normal upbringing, having a few close friends. The kids alternated between 'helping' Lucan with the family business and spending time at the temple with Caelynn.

Having lived a solid 112 years of life thus far, he's been in and out of love, made friends with at least one adventurer, made an enemy out of another who forced him into seclusion.

He's already had one adventure that left him wounded. It healed properly, but it still pains him occasionally.

Like his siblings, he spent time working the family business, but had to flee with what little savings he could brings. He spent a while in the wilderness while pondering what to do. Being out of doors, and away from people bothered him little, and gave him an opportunity to think.

Eventually as he scratched out an existence in the woods, meditated, and worked, he discovered some kind of power or ability within him. With that, he set out to explore that power and find out what it was, and how to use it.

Eventually he made his way to a monastary high in the mountains, precarious as it looked over a valley. Isolated from the world, it sat high within spires of rock thrust up from the earth in similar fashion. The altitude was already teeming with ki, and here was a perfect place to train in lower oxygen. A stylized bronze dragon. His master was kind and generous, never critical of his progress. Nevertheless, Aerdeth feels he never fully lived up to the expectations placed on him.

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?
Childhood: Anything notable?
Adulthood: Anything notable?
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this? Why did your become an adventurer? Who or what is most important to you?

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you?

What is one place that you never want to visit again?

What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been?

Extras

Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Are they a fiery red that burns everything around them or a soft soothing blue? Or any other color for that matter.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:
Birthplace: Home

Lucan - Father (known) - neutral male wood elf fighter merchant, alive and well, relationship is good
Caelynn - Mother (known)  - neutral female wold elf cleric priestess, alive and quite successful, relationship is good

Siblings - 5
Mai -Adult Name: Andraste-  Older sister - neutral - hunter/trapper - relationship is indifferent - is alive and well

Nim - Adult NameL Traulam - Older sister - neutral good - laborer - relationship is good - is alive and well

Dae - Adult Name: Theirastra -  Older sister - - neutral - merchant - indifferent - is alive and well

Sflhn - Adult Name: Carric - Younger brother - neutral good - soldier - good relationship - is Alive, but doing poorly due to injury, financial trouble,
or relationship difficulties

Kan - Adult Name: Laucian - Younger brother - neutral good - artisan or guild member - good relationship - is alive and well

Raised by both parents
Family lifestyle - Comfortable (+10)
Childhood home - small house (spent time at temple or whatnot, and merchant location)
Childhood memories - I had a few close friends and lived an ordinary
cthood.

I became a hermit because I am comfortable with being isolated, as I seek
inner peace. My enemies ruined my reputation, and | fled to the
wilds to avoid further disparagement
I became a monk because I could feel that a special sort of power lay within
me, so I sought out those who could help me call it forth and master it.


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Luthienye Teinithra


【When No Man Has Gone Before/|\The Song of the Sword-Dancer/|\On Thin Ice
/|\The Tree Where We Sat Once/|\Yes, I Do.../|\The Wolf and The Sparrow】
~"Move well, or die. This applies to all things. Nothing else matters."~


Character Summary


Name: Luthienye “Mella” Teinithra
Aliases:(Nicknames, previous names, maiden names, etc.)
Age: 186
Race/Ethnicty: Elf (high)
Place of Origin:
Gender: Female
Class(es): Fighter 1

Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.


STR: 12
DEX: 17
CON: 14
Int: 14
WIS: 8
CHA: 10

Physical Attributes

Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 135
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Hazel-gray
Hair: Black, ong
Skin Tone: Pale naturally, but nicely tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Tattoos:Feminine tribal phoenix tattoo across low back, with wings wrapping around to hips

Scars:Several small scars on each hand from weapons and fighting

Piercings:Multiple piercings each ear
(plans to get 3 more piercings at some point)

Day To Day Attire: Typically she dresses in dark leggings or side-laced breeches with calf or thigh-high boots. May wear a skirt instead. Typically wears a loose poet style shirt also dark in color and a half corset. Or forgoing the corset she weill wear a form fitting vest. She almost always has a low slung and canted/tilted weapon belt acros sher hips, with at least her dagger. Fairly often she has one or both of her swords on. If she is traveling she will ahve all her weapons and gear of course.

Most of her clothing is cut and worn to enhance her frame both to give her a stronger look,a nd to appeal to her own self. It is not uncommon for her to sport a plunging neckline or something tha tis a little risque when on the prowl or off duty. When she's working though, she tries to be professional.
Strengths:
▲ Coordinated and precise
▲ Fast hands
▲ Tough, intuitive


Weaknesses:
▼ Cocky or overconfident
▼ Overestimates sometimes
▼ Smaller stature


Psychology

Confident * Cunning * Easy-Going * Facetious * Adaptable * Willful


Sexuality: Bisexaul (Kinsey 4 - predominantly homosexual but more than incidentally heterosexual.)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs
Habits:Tapping/drumming fingers/nails especially when anxious or bored
Makes jokes at inappropriate times, often with a crude sense of humor
Habit of being indecisive outside of life or death situations

Hobbies:Weapons training, keeps her fit
Gambling and playing cards - Makes contacts, win money or cool things in high stakes games
Drinking and socializing
Sex - What? Don't look at me like that. I like getting laid just like everybody else. You think you're the only one? Are only the guys allowed to fuck to blow off steam?

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged Rats & Spiders- While sitting in jail, they would crawl over her in the middle of the night, or bite at her toes, fingers, legs, etc. The spiders crawling on her gave her the heebie-jeebies, and she never could fully get away from them. In a blackcell, there was no escaping the paranoia, no real rest, compounded on top of the fear of facing the gallows. In small numbers they are fine, but even that makes her rattled. The idea of rats burrowing into her flesh or eating her alive or even corpse is quite unnerving. Spiders... JUST NO! And that's without the Lolth connotations.
Confinement & Tight spaces - A free spirit, Luthie often favors being out of doors and enjoys open spaces. Her time in a blackcell has made her enjoy her freedom all the more, and abhors the idea of being locked in a black box for days, weeks... years. She will not willingly go back. Confined spaces make her feel trapped, and may become unreasoning in her attempt to get out or get free.

Likes:
✔ Elegant weapons
✔ Alcohol - spirits, and flavorful ales
✔ A good fight, a feast, and a good... frolick
✔ Creativity and ingenuity
✔ Leather - the scent of it especially, when combined with a little bit of smoke, or soap.
✔ The ocean - or rather the salty sea scent and air clinging to clothes, reminding her of her mother.

Dislikes:
✘ Pushy people
✘ Stupidity and self-righteous jerks
✘ Overly handsy guys at the bar with no clue
✘ Overly religious people. Faith is great, but after a certain point it's a crutch, and you show your weakness for it.
✘ Useless people - If you can't contribute in some form or fashion,w hat good are you? You can always learn a skill or a trade.
✘ Boasters & Loudmouths - If you're gonna boast and strut around like a peacock, you better be able to back your shit up, or get fucked up.


Motivations/Goals
Find Irdu and verify his status
Find Ignathrix and/or kill them, getting revenge for Uncle Berri
Tell father about Uncle Berri
Find Korag, confront him, or work out the death of the bard.
Check on Maiko and make sure she is alright
Check in with Master Rolen at some point
Check on status with Phoenix Legion
Did Ragna really kill herself, or did someone else? Answer this question.
Get drunk, get laid, get payed


Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges


Darkvision (60'): Accustomed to twilit forests and the night sky, she has superior vision in dark and dim conditions. She can see in dim light within 60 feet of himself as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. She can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Fey Ancestry: She has advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put her to sleep.
Keen Senses: Like all Elven kind, she has keen vision and hearing, giving hher proficiency on all perception checks.
Trance: Elves don't need to sleep. Instead, they meditate deeply, remaining semiconscious, for 4 hours a day. (The Common word for such meditation is "trance.") While meditating, Luthie can dream after a fashion; such dreams are actually mental exercises that have become reflexive through years of practice. After resting in this way, she gains the same benefit that a human does from 8 hours of sleep.
Elven Weapon Training: Elves consider the arts of archery and sorcery to be a lofty pursuit, sharpening the mind and the senses, and being applicable through life. It is entertainment, focus, and expression. All high elves and wood elves learn to use the longbow (warband) and shortbow (hunter's band), as well as the shortsword and the longsword. Luthie is proficient in these weapons and skills.
Languages: Luthie is able to speak, read, and write in Common and Elven/Elvish
Elven Magic: You know one cantrip of your choice from the wizard spell list. Intelligence is your spellcasting ability for it. Magic is natural to the high elves. It is partof hteir DNA and culture. Most learn a little bit of magic even as part of their general education.

Armor Skills: Luthie is proficient in the wearing and use of all classes of armor from light to heavy. This includes the use of shields.
Weapons Skills: Luthie has spent most of her life with a weapon in hand, and has trained in just about every type of weapon there is. She is proficient in simple and martial weapons.
Gambling (Playing Cards): Military and mercenary work is interspersed with long hours of boredom, punctuated by moments of sheer terror. In this regard, Luthie has become skilled at card games. It is a way to win money, pass the time, and to learn about people.
Acrobatics:  This covers attempts to stay on her feet in a tricky situation, such as when trying to run across a sheet of ice, balance on a tightrope, or stay upright on a rocking ship’s deck. The GM might also call for a Dexterity (Acrobatics) check to see if she can perform acrobatic stunts, including dives, rolls, somersaults, and flips. Balance and sure footing are key to a skilled swordsman... woman.
Athletics: The ability to push one's self and more easily overcome difficulties while moving, such as running over rough terrain, jumping long distances, or swimming against tough currents and so on. Life as a mercenary, especially a scout, means you have to be able to cover ground without a lot of help, even when the terrain is torturous and treacherous.
Insight:  Your Wisdom (Insight) check decides whether you can determine the true intentions of a creature, such as when searching out a lie or predicting someone’s next move. Doing so involves gleaning clues from body Language, Speech habits, and changes in mannerisms. You learn to size up and read your enemy, predict his moves, and flow through his guard like a scythe through wheat.
Persuasion: When you attempt to influence someone or a group of people with tact, social graces, or good nature, the GM might ask you to make a Charisma (Persuasion) check. Typically, you use persuasion when acting in good faith, to foster friendships, make cordial requests, or exhibit proper etiquette. Examples of persuading others include convincing a chamberlain to let your party see the king, negotiating peace between warring tribes, or inspiring a crowd of townsfolk. Mercenaries who threaten employers don't get second contracts. Be professional. Be polite. But have a plan to kill every person in the room if you have to.
Perception: Your Wisdom (Perception) check lets you spot, hear, or otherwise detect the presence of something. It measures your general awareness of your surroundings and the keenness of your senses. For example, you might try to hear a conversation through a closed door, eavesdrop under an open window, or hear Monsters moving stealthily in the forest. Or you might try to spot things that are obscured or easy to miss, whether they are orcs lying in ambush on a road, thugs hiding in the shadows of an alley, or candlelight under a closed secret door. Head on a swivel, eyes and ears open. Look. Listen. Smell and taste what's around you. Hear the bell before it tolls.
Two-Weapon Fighting: When you engage in two-weapon fighting, you can add your ability modifier to the damage of the second attack. Trained to use one or two weapons simultaneously with minimal effort or wasted energy, Luthie is surgically precise with anything in hand.
Second Wind: You have a limited well of stamina that you can draw on to protect yourself from harm. On your turn, you can use a bonus action to regain hit points equal to 1d10 + your fighter level.
Once you use this feature, you must finish a short or long rest before you can use it again.
Dual Wielder (Feat): You master fighting with two weapons, gaining the following benefits:You gain a +1 bonus to AC while you are wielding a separate melee weapon in each hand.
You can use two-weapon fighting even when the one-handed melee weapons you are wielding aren't light.
You can draw or stow two one-handed weapons when you would normally be able to draw or stow only one.
 Luthie is a masterful fighter with two blades, and has honed this into a fine art.
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Magic

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Prestidigitation:
This spell is a minor magical trick that novice spellcasters use for practice. You create one of the following magical effects within range.You create an Instantaneous, harmless sensory effect, such as a shower of sparks, a puff of wind, faint musical notes, or an odd odor.
You instantaneously light or snuff out a Candle, a torch, or a small campfire.
You instantaneously clean or soil an object no larger than 1 cubic foot.
You chill, warm, or flavor up to 1 cubic foot of nonliving material for 1 hour.
You make a color, a small mark, or a Symbol appear on an object or a surface for 1 hour.
You create a nonmagical trinket or an illusory image that can fit in your hand and that lasts until the end of your next turn.
If you cast this spell multiple times, you can have up to three of its non-instantaneous effects active at a time, and you can dismiss such an effect as an action.
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Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Clothing: Typically she is wearing a set of common clothes, though sometimes her uniform, or armor.
Belt Pouch: Holds small, useful items.
Coinpurse: Worn under clothing, against the skin, making it hard to pickpocket to begin with, much less do so without notice.
Dagger: Belonged to her uncle. He's dead now. She doesn't travel anywhere without a weapon, after almost getting killed because she didn't have one.
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Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
Scimitars: She currently wields a pair of elvish style scimitars that are well-made, quick in the hand, and cut deeply.
Handaxes: A pair of simple, well-crafted handaxes. Hammer poles on the back for busting and denting armor, breaking bones, and building. Suitable for throwing or close quarters battle. Often wielded in pairs but may be used with other weapons.
Elven Warband: A well crafted elvish style longbow.
Arrows (Quiver): 20 arrows, ammunition for the bow
Dagger: A sleek, elvish style dagger that belonged to Uncle Berri, recently delivered by his commanding officer.
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Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Leather Armor: The Breastplate and shoulder protectors of this armor are made of leather that has been stiffened by being boiled in oil. The rest of the armor is made of softer and more flexible materials. This armor is quiet and leaves the wearer somewhat protected and very mobile.
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Explorer's Pack: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
a backpack
a bedroll
a mess kit - This tin box contains a cup and simple cutlery. The box clamps together, and one side can be used as a cooking pan and the other as a plate or shallow bowl.
a tinderbox - This small container holds flint, fire steel, and tinder (usually dry cloth soaked in light oil) used to kindle a fire. Using it to light a torch - or anything else with abundant, exposed fuel - takes an action. Lighting any other fire takes 1 minute.
10 days of rations - Rations consist of dry foods suitable for extended travel, including jerky, dried fruit, hardtack, and nuts.
a waterskin - A waterskin can hold up to 4 pints of liquid.
50 feet of hempen rope
Broken blade: A broken weapon taken from a fallen foe.
Deck of cards: Always good to have on hand for a quick game. Solitaire can help pass the time too.
Company Uniform: A uniform provided to members of the Phoenix Legion, has rank insignia, and patches and notations from Raptor Company. Traveler's Clothes in quality. Well made, sturdy, numerous pockets for storing items and small gear.
Insignia of Rank: A patch or pin or other marker denoting Luthie's rank within the Phoenix Legion, recognizable to other soldiers, mercenaries, and applicable people.

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Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions
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Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
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History


Born simply as Mella, she is the only child of Ivellios and Adria Teinithra. Her father and mother respectively lived comfortably. He works as a blacksmith for the smiths’ guild. Adria is a skilled sailor, but left Mella in her father’s care after after a time. She visits home often and frequently has wild tales for her only daughter.

Mella was raised with her father in a small house that was more of a cottage. It was comfortable, and it always managed to feel like home. She grew up happy, and mostly carefree. She had several friends and was fairly well liked, but was by no means always the center of attention. With her father working  the forges often, whenever her uncle Berrian, or Uncle Berri as she called him, was in town she would spend time with him. He often had stories to tell as well, as he was a soldier and then mercenary. Having grown up around the forge, and plenty of common folk, as well as seasoned fighters, it didn’t take long for Uncle Berri’s stories to be told in a less child-like fashion. She was smart, and read between the lines and proved to mature a bit faster than some of her kind.

When she was big enough, her father and her uncle, and her mother along with others began to teach her the way of the bow and the arts of swordplay. Turns out she was a natural at it, and could use most any weapon quickly. Often she practiced at the forge, familiarizing herself with pretty much any weapon that came through. This only made her a stronger young woman, and she helped when she could.

Eventually, she decided to follow neither her mother nor her father precisely. Instead, she followed her uncle into the trade of being a warrior, a soldier. She had learned to hunt, and even to track to some extent. She was naturally stealthy and light on her feet. Once she joined the military, she did a term as a soldier, and learned the basics of scouting and small unit tactics, skirmishing, and of course the basics of infantry warfare. She quickly rose to the rank of sergeant, demonstrating skill, and knowledge, but also having some knack for leadership. She was sharper, and able to handle new information quickly.

Eventually she left the military, and instead saw a lucrative opportunity selling her skills to other militaries, and eventually fell in with the Phoenix Legion. Known for being tough, with a can-do attitude, all-go, no quit. Once they accepted a contract, they would do their best to see it done. But they chose contracts carefully. The Legion suited her and she joined their ranks. They found her skilled, but she soon found a teacher with Rolen “Sai” Caerdonel.

About a century older, he is a skilled weapon master, and is a masterful swordsman. He furthered Luthie’s education in the arts of war, and sought to make her a peerless fighter like himself. Always believing in economy of motion and energy, of wasting no effort, he trained Luthie in this same fashion. Her master taught her to master the blade, and imparted his knowledge and experience on how to get the most out of her weapon. She trained until they became extensions of her own body. Precision, elegance, grace, total control, and never any wasted effort. Efficiency is the key, especially for a prolonged battle.

During her training days under Master Rolen, she befriended Maiko. She too trained with Rolen, and proved to be adept with single blades, but would use two as well. An inch shorter, slighter, with dark hair, and features of the far east, she became like a scary little shadow, and not someone to fight in close quarters. She grew up a butcher’s daughter, and she understood the blade, and how to take a body apart in a way that was frightening.

Eventually the fell into Raptor Company within the Phoenix Legion. They proved to be a small scouting and skirmishing unit. Some of the best. Most of them were scouts, rangers, bowmen. There was a need for skilled fighters to both lead and to lay down the pain. Shortly after her joining, another companion made his way to the Raptors. A man by the name of Idu. Dark complected, and built like a military recruiting poster - Broad at the shoulder, narrow at the hips, and only a little bit of body fat on him, enough to power the thick layers of muscle put on with years of farming. Quiet, unassuming much of the time, with a few drinks in him he becomes rowdy and entertaining. But too many can tap into the breathtaking anger beneath which is mostly only seen on the field when The Raptors strike. Idu has always been intriguing to Luthie,and she has found herself interested in him. By the same token she’d developed at least a small interest in Maiko as well, as she was something of an enigma.

During one of the lulls between action with Raptor Company, she spent some time traveling, and wound up in an altercation with a high elf in a tavern called The Bawdy Harlot by the name of Bethrynna. She heckled one of the local entertainers and they took offense to it, drew blades and attacked her. After several quick attempted stabs, Luthie had little recourse but to defend herself. Quickly disarming and appropriating one of the daggers, training took over, and before she realized it the other woman was on the floor bleeding out, expiring in seconds.

She was arrested, and thrown in a blackcell for days, if not weeks. She has no idea how long she was in there before standing trial. There were at least a dozen witnesses, who all shared the story. One thing was a constant, in that Luthie never swung first, She spent most of her time running or just evading or blocking, until it was clear she was going to get wrecked if she didn’t do something. She expressed her regret and remorse. The battlefield was one matter, but someone who probably would have been fine if neither of them were inebriated, and who probably would have regretted things in the morning was another matter. The powers that be ruled it as a case of self-defense. Given a stern warning to not cause further trouble, and with a subtle message of get out of town and don’t come back for a while. She would have to live with the blood on her hands.

The time in the blackcells left her with a variation of claustrophobia, arachnophobia, and a fear of rats,

Shortly afterward she was befriended by a half-elf by the name of Cyro, another performer. A poet and musician, but more than that. He was sensitive to the plight and what happened, and offered some friendly advice. The two became friends over drinks and still are to this day. They have been getting along famously and both are rebels and perhaps each of them are a bit of a troublemaker but both are pure of heart.

Soon after, she ran into a male half-orc by the name of Korag. Turns out he was a fan and friend of Bethrynna. He blamed Luthie for the death of his friend, but it seemed like it might have been more. He immediately took the opportunity to pound her into unconsciousness, leaving her to wake up in an alley, but otherwise unmolested. This was compounded with a threat to ruin her, and that he would probably kill her next time he saw her, certainly if on a battlefield. He knew who she was by then, and didn’t feel the need to end another warrior’s life in a bar fight like she had done.

The sting of dishonor was probably worse than the physical injuries. Her jaw was sore for a couple of days, but she still carries his words in her head and heart. It wasn’t anything worse than what she’d told herself, but … hearing it from someone else after such a beating… It stuck with her.

Back in the field with Raptor Company, she was given command of her unit after taking over for the previous Lieutenant. Things were going well, until the day she had to requisition supplies for her unit from a local town. They’d had dealings with Raptor Company before, but refused to deal with her because she was a woman. They wanted to deal with her former C.O. and insisted on his signature on the requisitions. He was dead, and they weren’t taking no for an answer, so she signed his name as best she could. It was close. The supplies were provided, but soon after someone higher up in the magistrate noted the forgery. They weren’t happy about it and she is now wanted as a ‘person of interest.’ Her service is currently suspended and her pay is completely docked for the time being, but she is now able to return to active duty. Her superiors weren’t happy about the forgery but did commend her field expediency and flexibility.

With the ups and downs, soon after another devastating blow came into Luthie’s life. Her lover, her girlfriend, and partner Ragna, she found hanging from a rope in their room in an inn by the neck. Seemingly she had committed suicide. The note she found and journal that Ragna left behind were troubled and  devastating, as she had hid well her feelings from Luthie. She still doesn’t talk about it.

Soon after, Cyro showed up. She confided in him about the leave of absence, and what happened to Ragna. It was something she still hasn’t fully come to grips with, as suicide was a thought that never even entered her mind before. Cyro offered to teach her forgery and so on, which was surprising, but for the time being she needed a friend more than anything.

The hits just kept coming as days later, she received word via a letter that Idu had gone missing from the Company and had not been seen at home either. This left her in perhaps a worse state, but at least she had a mission to find him.  A short time later another person arrived, Rolen Amakirr. He came to tell her that her uncle Berrien had been killed in combat, slaughtered almost to a man in a valiant fight against the red dragon Ignathrix. Since then she’s done a couple small jobs, protection details mostly, netting her a little extra money. But now she is concerned for Idu, and perhaps Mai, as she doesn't wonder if Korag did something to her friend. And so it is that she has set off with Cyro and Rolen in tow.

Parents: Alive/Known/Relationship - Good with both
Childhood: See above
Adulthood: See above
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this? Why did your become an adventurer? Who or what is most important to you?

Who is their worst enemy, and what did they do to you? Korag, it's in the history.
What is one place that you never want to visit again? The room where she found Ragna, swinging slowly from the rafters.
What would make her the happiest they’ve ever been? Currently unknown.


Extras

Character Quote(s):"Dance with me Death, for I am ready."
"Cut. Once committed to fight, Cut. Everything else is secondary. Cut. That is your duty, your purpose, your hunger. There is no rule more important, no commitment that overrides this one. Cut."
"Friends don't bargain away another friend's rights. Or their hearts."
"Blade, be true this day."
"If you want my swords, you'll have to take them."
"Do you dare face my blades?"
"We dance on the edge of a knife in this."

Aura Color: Vibrant greens and blues with flecks of yellow/gold, and flickers and flows of warm, passionate orange.
Scent: Leather, smoke, blood, something soft and floral, and perhaps a hint of salty sea air. When not fighting or during wartime, she'll smell of clean soap, orchids, honeysuckle, and almost like a sugar cookie with salty ocean air.
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Relations

"If you wish to know me, I'm right here. I'm not hiding."⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣
💓 Ivellios Teinithra 💞
"Hard-working good man who has taken care of me from day one."
Ivel is her father, and something of an only parent for long spans. Because of him she grew up a tomboy, and started her on her current path. Despite his disappointment that she wouldn't follow in his footsteps as a smithy, she has always had his love and support. He is the first person to ever let her hold a weapon, and is her earliest teacher.

💓 Adria Teinithra 💞
"She is called by the sea. I hope she finds what she is looking for."
Adria is Luthie's mother, and while she didn't raise her from day to day, her presence or lack thereof was impactful. Always ready with a story, a lesson, or a trinket form a far off place, she filled Luthie's head with adventure. She was one of the people responsible for teaching her to use a sword. She taught Luthie to never let anyone hold her back, to always keep the wind in her sails and a song in her heart.

💓🎆 Berrian Teinithra 💞
"Uncle Berri, my favorite uncle. My only uncle."
Berrian helped raise Luthie when he could, and often would babysit her when she was still too young to help at the forge when he was in town. He took her to the wilds and showed her the woods and animals and plants. He told her stories of soldiers and battle, kings and queens and far off lands. He taught her to use a sword like a soldier. And as she got older, with her maturity, he didn't pull punches. She learned that life could be cruel, but it could also be wonderful and glorious. He gave her the first real tastes of adulthood.

🎆 Rolen “Sai” Caerdonel 💕
"My mentor, my teacher, my Master. Teach me, guide me."
Rolen is a male wood elf, a master swordsman, a career soldier and mercenary. He saw Luthie's raw talent and potential and sought to hone her into a keenly honed weapon. His lessons were tough, and he was exacting in his expectations. Luthie came to learn that his hard edges were tough love, and that he truly cared about her survival, her excellence. Discovering that he was fond of her like a daughter filled her with pride. She trained harder and pushed herself to the brink, and lived for the quiet, special smile only his best ever really saw. It was more important than being praised for general accomplishment. It was more precious than gold to the girl. To this day she fears letting him down, nor not living up to his expectations. Even if she can't exactly explain why. She deeply respects him, and even loves him, but in a different way than almost anyone else in her life.He will always be her true teacher, and his wisdom is something she seeks from time to time.

🎆 Maiko 💛
"That spooky little shadow..."
Maiko is her friend, sparring partner, and one scary girl. For a time they were battle buddies within Phoenix Legion. Luthie both respects and fears Mai as she is even more skilled and devastating.

💙 Idu 💘
"Big, quiet, strong. Force of nature."
Idu is a male human with a dark complexion, towering over six foot, broad at the shoudlers, narrow at the waist, built with enough muscle to make a Goliath think twice. A somewhat peaceful, quiet, unassuming man who was a farmer for a decade or more. Until the farm was lost. REsenting this, a deep well of anger, rage, and pain was ignited within him. He doesn't talk about what happened much, and prefers to vent his pain and frustration on 'the enemy'. The two grew close in the field, and have even enjoyed each other for a night or two now and again. Luthie has always been gone in the morning though.

💙 Cyro Galendel 💜
"Trouble-maker. Partner-in-crime. Occasional hero."
Luthie met Cyro just after her trial. He wanted to get her story, and offer friendly advice, be a witness. The two became friends, drank plenty, and ever since have been getting into misadventures, and spending time with each other off and on for the last decade or so.

💓 Ragna, daughter of Ranveig 💔
"I don't understand whyyyy"
Ragna was a member of The Legion, and specifically Raptor company. The two became friends, often fighting side by side. Ragna protected her sides, and slowed down the enemy while Luthie went through them like a scythe through wheat. They began fighting as a pair, and were fast friends. She was wise, strong, and good with her hands. And she was very good at expressing herself, dealing with superior officers. She could be forceful when needed, but balanced. They drew close on and off the field, and Luthie found that she was not only attracted to Ragna, but realized that just hearing her voice, or hearing her name made her light up like the stars. For a time she didn't say anything, but then did find out that Ragna, like her enjoyed women and men alike, and  when she confessed her feelings. Ragna simply smiled and told her she knew. The two became lovers not long afterward. Which made Luthie's head spin. Not long ago though, joy turned to pain, ash, and tragedy. One day when both women were away from work Luthie came back to their room at the inn they were staying at to find Ragna hanging by the neck from the rafter in an apparent suicide. This devastated Luthie.

♨️ Korag 👿
"Go ahead, keep hitting me. See what happens."
Male, half-orc. All balls. Apparently he was a fan of someone I killed, and a friend. He took exception to it. Thing is, it was an unfair fight, for me. They came at me when I was unarmed and drunk. She didn't like what I said about her performance. Thing is she was drunk too, but she came at me with daggers. So he found me, threatened to kill me if he ever saw me again, and threatened to ruin my life. Then he punched me out. Left me in an alley with a note that said he wouldn't just kill me in a barfight, like I did his friend. He had more honor than that. It stung. But not as much as getting woken up by Ragna in the trashheap like garbage.

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