Augran

Absolved Will Be the Saviors

One could safely surmise that the man with his arms crossed, wearing burgundy-tinted sunglasses, had been dozing off for a while until the Archbishop and his feathered-tricorn-hat-wearing liaison entered the room.

Ludvig complained in his mind. He arrived way too early. There were no coffee shops open within a mile, and even if he found any, he forgot to bring cash with him as he skipped town in somewhat of a hurry.
He hasn't gotten enough sleep. He mouthed the word 'amen', cautious to draw attention on account of his souring mood; and abstained from drinking the mushroom-smelling wine, wary of feeling any drowsier than he already does.

Relax, he thought. He was about to let small trifles like lack of coffee and sleep ruin his first impressions with these people. A deep breath, and a li'l head shake to stave off negative thoughts.

Aside from Osric whose name didn't elude Ludvig from the start due to his sufficient popularity, that's been five names mentioned so far, and as none of the others seemed eager to introduce themselves, he figured it was his turn. He stood, albeit not as abruptly as the last.
Lightly scratching the right cheek of his face, a little nervous.

^{『 Ludvig 』} "Hello. Name's Ludvig with a V, used to be a circus carny, recently been doing some odd... jobs-- Yeah, I'm equally surprised as to why I've been selected for this mission, but that person believes in me, so I'll make sure to live up to their expectations."

Worth the lack of sleep, finding out that he'd been sent for by a most gorgeous elf. Not to say it's his only motivation but it definitely rose to being a major one.

A nonchalant thumbs-up, while happening to look at Mirielle.

^{『 Ludvig 』} "Let's save these people."

A little ahead of himself, given the non-rescue nature of the mission.

Absolved Will Be the Saviors

Name:『 Ludvig Morsanqvist 』^{think of the V's as more of a W}

Hider

Species:
Human

Age:
One would estimate late-twenties, early-thirties.

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Tall.
Mildly curly brown-orange hair with streaks of platinum blonde, especially near the tips. Abandoned dye work?
Upturned eyes with blue irises. Natural eyebrows. A skin tone between warm ivory and sand.
Clean-shaven. Not so much as a stubble, either well-maintained or unable to grow.
Decently ripped frame, visible through tight shirts.
A horizontal scar under his chin from stumbling as a child.
Every other detail changes too much to be documented, but he seems to have a preference for a pink long-sleeved polo shirt.

Bio:
Excerpts taken from『 An admiring stalker's diary. 』

Hider

¹ ... Something oddly nice and strange happened. The barmaid hands me a coffee, I didn't order it. She said it's been paid for by this guy at a far table. I don't even know why- did he think I just needed a pick-me-up? At eight in the evening, three hours removed from work? He notices me staring at him and he just, smiles and then- I don't even know how to explain this. I blinked my eyes once, and suddenly he's gone! I thought I was hallucinating him! But that can't be, right!? This bitter cup of coffee on my table is proof, isn't it!? ...

² ... Did mister Breadmaker hire a new help? My, he's a looker. He looked kinda familiar, I can't place it entirely... I went to buy some bread, and he looked at me and smiled, and that's when it hit me. The disappearing coffee guy, that's him! I wanted to ask him why the coffee the other night, but I, I chickened out. I managed to stick around long enough to hear his name. Ludwig. What a mundane name. ...

³ ... I came back to the bread shop but Ludwig wasn't there. Mister Breadmaker said he only needed some help that day because his assistant got sick. He didn't even ask for pay, Ludwig told him to just give it to the assistant when he returns. That's unbelievable. ...

⁴ ... I tracked his location down to the pier. There he was! Helping the cargo people unload imports! I wished I could move in closer, even from here I could see the muscles on his arms. Not bad. Even on the crew I could see better arms. ...

⁵ ... I asked around and it seems like nearly everyone on this side of the city has been helped by him at some point in the mere three weeks he showed up in town. Similar to mister Breadmaker where he takes the shift of someone otherwise indisposed, and refuses to take the pay for it. Others, hmm. They were mum about the ways they were helped, but assured there was nothing violent. A few ones about saving the same cat from a tree. Saved maybe two kids from a house fire. ...

⁶ ... It's been a long while since I bought a theatre ticket. Tracked Ludwig rehearsing with the actors in his free time. ...When he came out, I could spot at least twenty other people who recognized him. ... Ludvig Morsanqvist, it says on the casting list. V but it's read like a W? I'm so ashamed, I misspelt his name so many times. ...

⁷ ... surname of an extinct noble family of sorcerers. Looks like six or seven decades ago, the eccentric Young Master Ludvig sold away the estate. That can't be right, he looks so young... Right? And then, HE showed up. He was smiling, I couldn't tell whether he was angry that I looked up his name. He looked so dreamy yet terrifying. For a second there he was a lot farther away, and suddenly he was right in front of me, holding my cheek while whispering "don't tell anyone" and then he ...
we ...

⁸ ... saw him again, probably for the last time. I couldn't get myself to approach him, but I found out why my mother's ring went missing since then. He was wearing it... on his left ring finger... But, he was holding this letter that had a papal seal. It looked serious. He looked serious. It was rare seeing him not smile. After reading the letter, he just... walked out of town, left us without so much as preparation. Word quickly spread among the people in town, and it felt like the papalcy's approval rating just shot down immensely. ...

Passives:

『 Pretense of Analgesia 』
Doesn't seem able to feel pain... or at least it shouldn't be humanly possible for anyone to just persist through any pain. What, with just sheer willpower?
_{There has to be a trick to this.}

『 Chauvinist's Plight 』
A strong psychological urge not to attack any woman (or sufficiently female-looking person) Ludvig considers attractive.
Attempts to resist it are only met with symptoms of high fever.
Reflective of that, the opponent is also immensely compelled to spare Ludvig's life, and then some...
_{Believed to be a curse for two-timing two powerful Djinn at the same time.}

Spells:

『 Groom 』
A highly complicated spell that Ludvig can only use on himself.
A wave of magic energy climbs across Ludvig's body, instantly cleaning him. While doing so, it can also change his entire clothing set. It even adds from a selection of nice scents like lavender, rose, citrus, etc.
_{Ready to betroth at any moment.}

『 Jumpscare 』
^{2-turn cooldown, 3% mana cost}
Instantaneously travel across any visible space.
Ludvig has mastered this spell to a level that it leaves no trace. No light, no sound, no mana trace, nothing. Hence the name.
Can bring along up to one person in direct physical contact with him, forcibly sharing the burden of the mana cost.
_Boo.

『 Prismatic Barrier 』
^{<10% mana cost depending on power of attack taken}
Typically takes the form of a sphere comprised of every colour in the rainbow and more. Barely visible to regular people unless struck.
Its consistency feels like trying to cut through quicksand. It feels unpleasant.
Usually surrounds Ludvig at all times, blocking attacks and entities with harmful intent.
Can be conjured onto a visible target, passing onto them the burden of the mana cost.
Can be expanded to envelop several targets, sharing the burden of the mana cost across all of them.
_{Eugh, why does it feel all gooey?}

『 Heavenly Dragon's Inverse Healing Palm 』
Rather than a spell, this is more of a martial art.
White-hot energy envelops Ludvig's palms, rapidly healing wounds at the cost of both the target's mana and inducing excruciating amounts of pain. Some say the pain lingers for up to several hours, but that may be merely psychosomatic.
_{Salvation, but at what cost?}

Mundane Skills:

Meditation, qi breathing. Enough martial arts and reflexes to avoid attacks from regular people, and then some. Can lowkey detect bloodlust.

Cardistry, sleight of hand, parlor tricks. Forgery of handwriting and signatures. Pickpocketing.

Basic sorcerer's cantrips like making a small rock float, forming a shape with visible mana, engraving small mana marks on things, etc.

Ventriloquism. Voice acting. Regular acting. Darts. Lifting crates. Bread-baking. Filing taxes. etc. Mostly niche jobs.

Empath, no matter how much he pretends not to be.

Adept at making an omelette specifically. Oh, and coffee.

Highly resistant to the caffeine that's in coffee.

Equipment:

『 Vetia Card 』^{L. Morsanqvist}
Platinum card with unique glyphs. Grants access to its owner's vault at the『 Helvetia National Bank 』.

『 Annalise's ring. 』
Generic silver ring. Worn on left ring finger.

『 Quest letter. 』
Time to be a Pontificial and observe, possibly even pontificate.

『 Iron spike. 』× 3
Sourced from Amaris Mallory's『 Robes of Penitence 』.

『 Memoir to Areston Lydus. 』
A book that details the life and times of the Great Hero.
Obtained from Hall of Glory's library.

『 Steel dagger. 』

『 Stainless steel harmonica. 』

Other:
A blatant pacifist, to a fault...
Used to be pacifist, currently threading that line.

『 Taboo 』× 2

『 Risk Rating 』D
Potential to infiltrate any facility, otherwise harmless.

『 Mental notes. 』
The recollection of five clerics' death.

Every draft, everywhere, all at once

『 Heartstopper 』
^{one-use ultimate, unlocked at minimum morale}
A heat blast that pierces through the heart (or any such source of vitality or existence) of a single weakened target.
Undeniably fatal.
Ignores any self-restrictions Ludvig has on himself like『 Chauvinist's Plight 』or general pacifism, as well as any defensive or evasive measures employed by the target.
_{Chekov's spell.}

We are the Good Guys [A fantasy RP]

@Mas Bagus Oh, GMPC definitely.

We are the Good Guys [A fantasy RP]

Name:『 Ludvig Morsanqvist 』^{think of the V's as more of a W}

Hider

Species:
Human

Age:
One would estimate late-twenties, early-thirties.

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Tall.
Mildly curly brown-orange hair with streaks of platinum blonde, especially near the tips. Abandoned dye work?
Upturned eyes with blue irises. Natural eyebrows. A skin tone between warm ivory and sand.
Clean-shaven. Not so much as a stubble, either well-maintained or unable to grow.
Decently ripped frame, visible through tight shirts.
A horizontal scar under his chin from stumbling as a child.
Every other detail changes too much to be documented, but he is most seen donning a two-piece suit: blazer and vest.

Bio:
Excerpts taken from『 An admiring stalker's diary. 』

Hider

¹ ... Something oddly nice and strange happened. The barmaid hands me a coffee, I didn't order it. She said it's been paid for by this guy at a far table. I don't even know why- did he think I just needed a pick-me-up? At eight in the evening, three hours removed from work? He notices me staring at him and he just, smiles and then- I don't even know how to explain this. I blinked my eyes once, and suddenly he's gone! I thought I was hallucinating him! But that can't be, right!? This bitter cup of coffee on my table is proof, isn't it!? ...

² ... Did mister Breadmaker hire a new help? My, he's a looker. He looked kinda familiar, I can't place it entirely... I went to buy some bread, and he looked at me and smiled, and that's when it hit me. The disappearing coffee guy, that's him! I wanted to ask him why the coffee the other night, but I, I chickened out. I managed to stick around long enough to hear his name. Ludwig. What a mundane name. ...

³ ... I came back to the bread shop but Ludwig wasn't there. Mister Breadmaker said he only needed some help that day because his assistant got sick. He didn't even ask for pay, Ludwig told him to just give it to the assistant when he returns. That's unbelievable. ...

⁴ ... I tracked his location down to the pier. There he was! Helping the cargo people unload imports! I wished I could move in closer, even from here I could see the muscles on his arms. Not bad. Even on the crew I could see better arms. ...

⁵ ... I asked around and it seems like nearly everyone on this side of the city has been helped by him at some point in the mere three weeks he showed up in town. Similar to mister Breadmaker where he takes the shift of someone otherwise indisposed, and refuses to take the pay for it. Others, hmm. They were mum about the ways they were helped, but assured there was nothing violent. A few ones about saving the same cat from a tree. Saved maybe two kids from a house fire. ...

⁶ ... It's been a long while since I bought a theatre ticket. Tracked Ludwig rehearsing with the actors in his free time. ...When he came out, I could spot at least twenty other people who recognized him. ... Ludvig Morsanqvist, it says on the casting list. V but it's read like a W? I'm so ashamed, I misspelt his name so many times. ...

⁷ ... surname of an extinct noble family of sorcerers. Looks like six or seven decades ago, the eccentric Young Master Ludvig sold away the estate. That can't be right, he looks so young... Right? And then, HE showed up. He was smiling, I couldn't tell whether he was angry that I looked up his name. He looked so dreamy yet terrifying. For a second there he was a lot farther away, and suddenly he was right in front of me, holding my cheek while whispering "don't tell anyone" and then he ...
we ...

⁸ ... saw him again, probably for the last time. I couldn't get myself to approach him, but I found out why my mother's ring went missing since then. He was wearing it... on his left ring finger... But, he was holding this letter that had a papal seal. It looked serious. He looked serious. It was rare seeing him not smile. After reading the letter, he just... walked out of town, left us without so much as preparation. Word quickly spread among the people in town, and it felt like the papalcy's approval rating just shot down immensely. ...

Passives:

『 Pretense of Analgesia 』
Doesn't seem able to feel pain... or at least it shouldn't be humanly possible for anyone to just persist through any pain. What, with just sheer willpower?
_{There has to be a trick to this.}

『 Chauvinist's Plight 』
A strong psychological urge not to attack any woman (or sufficiently female-looking person) Ludvig considers attractive.
Attempts to resist it are only met with symptoms of high fever.
Reflective of that, the opponent is also immensely compelled to spare Ludvig's life, and then some...
_{Believed to be a curse for two-timing two powerful Djinn at the same time.}

Spells:

『 Groom 』
A highly complicated spell that Ludvig can only use on himself.
A wave of magic energy climbs across Ludvig's body, instantly cleaning him. While doing so, it can also change his entire clothing set. It even adds from a selection of nice scents like lavender, rose, citrus, etc.
_{Ready to betroth at any moment.}

『 Jumpscare 』
^{2-turn cooldown, 3% mana cost}
Instantaneously travel across any visible space.
Ludvig has mastered this spell to a level that it leaves no trace. No light, no sound, no mana trace, nothing. Hence the name.
Can bring along up to one person in direct physical contact with him, forcibly sharing the burden of the mana cost.
_Boo.

『 Prismatic Barrier 』
^{<10% mana cost depending on power of attack taken}
Typically takes the form of a sphere comprised of every colour in the rainbow and more. Barely visible to regular people unless struck.
Its consistency feels like trying to cut through quicksand. It feels unpleasant.
Usually surrounds Ludvig at all times, blocking attacks and entities with harmful intent.
Can be conjured onto a visible target, passing onto them the burden of the mana cost.
Can be expanded to envelop several targets, sharing the burden of the mana cost across all of them.
_{Eugh, why does it feel all gooey?}

『 Heavenly Dragon's Inverse Healing Palm 』
Rather than a spell, this is more of a martial art.
White-hot energy envelops Ludvig's palms, rapidly healing wounds at the cost of both the target's mana and inducing excruciating amounts of pain. Some say the pain lingers for up to several hours, but that may be merely psychosomatic.
_{Salvation, but at what cost?}

Mundane Skills:

Meditation, qi breathing. Enough martial arts and reflexes to avoid attacks from regular people, and then some. Can lowkey detect bloodlust.

Cardistry, sleight of hand, parlor tricks. Forgery of handwriting and signatures. Pickpocketing.

Basic sorcerer's cantrips like making a small rock float, forming a shape with visible mana, engraving small mana marks on things, etc.

Ventriloquism. Voice acting. Regular acting. Darts. Lifting crates. Bread-baking. Filing taxes. etc. Mostly niche jobs.

Empath, no matter how much he pretends not to be.

Adept at making an omelette specifically. Oh, and coffee.

Highly resistant to the caffeine that's in coffee.

Equipment:

『 Vetia Card 』^{L. Morsanqvist}
Platinum card with unique glyphs. Grants access to its owner's vault at the『 Helvetia National Bank 』.

『 Annalise's ring. 』
Generic silver ring. Worn on left ring finger.

『 Quest letter. 』
Time to be a Pontificial and observe, possibly even pontificate.

Other:
A blatant pacifist, to a fault... yet, also a realist.

『 Taboo 』2

『 Risk Rating 』D
Potential to infiltrate any facility, otherwise harmless.

New York By Night (A Vampire The Masquerade RP) (CLOSED)

I'm just realizing right now that I'm not into RP of preexisting universes...

Every draft, everywhere, all at once

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_{fly high @wierdw}

Test Scenario

Maybe this thread will just be a list of overviews of completed scenarios.

Test Scenario

Reserved, although I assume 150,000 characters are beyond enough for everything. This might be unused.