Dark Cloud

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

@Lucius Cypher I came up with everything myself. I basically took student and mashed it with outlander. Came up with a feature on my own, sorry I usually do that cause I follow the rules and keep it as balanced as possible. It's Outlander with bit of student flavoring and my own sort of feature to spin on it.

World of Light

Wordage: 451 words (+1 points)
Experience: 6/10 EXP
Location: Valley of Ruin
^{Interaction
Giovanna's @Lugubrious, Roxas’ @Double, Susie's @Archmage MC, Zenkichi's @Multi_Media_Man and Pitt's @Yankee}

Gleaming as the merchant was, Partitio seemed blissfully ignorant to the rather odd implication that he'd learn something later on and the whole 'saving the world' spiel as far as he was concerned that meant they were trying to help people living in the Slums of Sector 7, so Partitio just snorted and said he was happy to meet some good people down in here. Pit seemed itching to poke at the metal things, they looked just like monsters back home but made of metal and gears.

Partitio was new to the city, rode all the way from somewhere out south form a trade depot nestled by the mountains. Something bout the rumors of the big city drew in the country boy, as well as seeing the poor down in the Slums. He wanted to help the people any way he could.

If the man with the serious looking expression hadn't said his piece about the machines, Partitio would have also cautioned that the metal critters were more than meets the eye "Got that right mister, might look like a crab but you can bet it ain't pinch like no crab." the merchant chuckled when the angel pointed out some machines.

Their wagon had pitched to a halt at a fork in the long and dusty road “We’re not actually here for scrap. That was just the cover story,” the merchant froze, the friendly smile on his face turned to a confused look like a deer in a pair of headlights "That ain't funny," the merchant shook his head and chuckled weakly believing that Giovanna must have been joking, but she wasn't.

Partitio's knuckles cracked as he balled up his fists, it took all of his might to not start a scuffle right then and there, the merchant felt betrayed and more importantly angry at the fact the Seekers seemed to have their own selfish motives for being out here. He needed to get out of the cramped interior of the truck, away from the others inside. He stood without a word, and jumped out of the vehicle "You got some nerve looking out for yourselves when folk need help..Some heroes you are.." were the only words he uttered, turning to the side to spit without giving the other Seekers a second glance.

The merchant tailed Giovanna, not as gracefully as she made it look to creep in the derelict buildings but he did his utmost to tip toe around without disturbing the floor too much. Joining her approach to the fallen crane, he didn't say anything still angry at the Seekers deception yet he still believed some of them were good folk. And the lady seemed to not agree with the motives that her allies had.

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP)

^@Wayward

Only few of the men and women sustained any injuries, minus the watchman. He had not been killed though his back may very well have been injured, the few that were skilled in field medicine were only able to drag him away from the fighting, while those of able-body held the opposing forces back. The smaller of the creatures were easily felled, each one emitting a shriek as it died. The monsters corpses melting into a foul black ichor.

All that stood was the larger of the monsters, its ome eye glowing crimson red as if enraged by the deaths of its smaller kin.

As the captain closed rank and advanced, the horrid creature reared slightly and emitted an ear splitting shriek, echoing through the narrow path and shaking the loose gravel. The chitin on its body steamed slightly as if from the inside it was cooking, without hesitation it brought a leg up and slammed it against the hard ground causing a hairline fracture to form, though the force jostled its chitin.

It's armor breaking exposing the weaker and softer flesh beneath. If it wasn't felled soon the passage may very well collapse. A notion of which would bode ill if the mountain was to be reached.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Weyhey rolling go

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP) (2-3 Open Spots)

@Sailorsadie https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/189827-age-of-darkness-despair-of-the-golden-goddess-loz-rp-2-3-spots-open/ooc

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP) (2-3 Open Spots)

No, just opening the gates for more characters. You can see what characters or 'archetypes' have been filled in the ooc. I don't mind there being multiple Gerudo or more than a few characters who seem the same just no Mary or Gary sues ya know?

Other than that it's just up to you to decide.

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP) (2-3 Open Spots)

Bumping for more interest. It's still open. With at least three spots

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP)

Boopa

Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP)

An irate Inigo awoke to the horses braying, neighing as if the dark lord himself had decided to pay the ranch a visit "Shuddup!" the lanky man hollered out of his bedroom window before promptly shuddering it. That however did not stop the damned animals from making a racket, and as he was about to shout again something he saw made him clam up, his face as white as a sheet in his goofy looking pajamas.

It might as well been one of Ganondorf's lackeys, but to the dismay and terror of the man it was the Gerudo's loyal servant Grindan "M-m-my apologies Master Grindan!" with a rattling thus his window shut once more and from inside could be heard strings of curses in Hylian as all sorts of cluttering noise came. It was a surprise that Inigo hadn't wet himself yet, still in his one piece pajamas with his sleeping cap on. He held a candle that shone a dim light.

"I-if you're looking for Talon, I don't know where is..Might as well be dead!" Inigo didn't care for his lazy half-wit of a brother Talon. He was probably off napping somewhere, maybe Malon knew but she was cheap labor so he couldn't afford to just get the kid killed by the hulking man before him.

"We have done as the King has said, what else does he want!?"

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

I AM THOU ARTE...

Anger to the Max

Name: Maxwell Smits
Age: 15
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Canadian, American Citizenship)
Favorite Color: Bright Red

Appearance

Physical Description: Maxwell is roughly only about 5'6" but often looks shorter with his somewhat closed off or slouched demeanor, his hair a constant mess of black locks that are a constant nuisance when he is either glued to his phone or trying to avoid eye contact with most people. Getting in his eyes or just generally causeing him to fuss with his already eternally bedheaded hair style.

Max's skin is somewhat pale in complexion and eyes have muted color to them almost like he has no colored iris but they are the lightest blue if looked at closely. His eyes are often shadowed by bags from sleeplessness or just generally looking unhappy.

He is quite skinny but he is surprisingly lithe and quick on his feet, when he has to of course but most of the time he moves sluggishly. He has a lithe build and weighs just above 118 lbs just above the average healthy weight for someone of his stature. He usually wears baggy clothes or just his pajama bottoms and a large black sweater, and of it weren't obvious enough he wears quite a bit of black but he does like to wear red from time to time, like a nice shirt or his sneakers.

Background: Itinerant Outsider

Background Feature: Mysterious Rumors
Considered one of the school's more notable students, even if not particularly popular or well-liked, your quirks and personality is already known to most at the academy. Most students and teachers will ignore some of your stranger behaviors as long as they aren't dangerous or threatening, to an extent. Some might even respect you more if your reputation resonates with their personal beliefs. Things that student and staff might overlook is asking strange questions, being in unexpected locations that isn't off-limits, drinking or smoking outside of class, and looking weird in general.

Reason for being at Bullworth: For a Canadian, you wouldn't expect anything but politeness and well-manners from someone but that someone was not Maxwell. Though he was for all intents and purposes born into a well respected family, he was the black sheep so to speak.

The Smits always worried their son was too much of a shutterbug, preferring to play his video games than play with his siblings or...You know, go outside. He wasn't exactly their most outgoing of children to put it mildly.

They loved him to bits but never could really understand why he was so opposed to socializing. Thus they decided to take matters in their own hands, and to Max's chagrin they sent him to the United States to attend a school for people who needed..A certain amount of discipline.

He resents their decision to no end, in his point of view he doesn't have a problem yet the broken controllers and holes in his walls would state otherwise.

Belongings: (Bullworth Academy) School Uniform, a large baggy black sweater, red headphones, a smartphone with the screen slightly cracked, a simple backpack with school supplies and such.

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Persona: Impetus
Race: Fire Genasi
Tarot: The Magician

Appearance

Level: 3
Class(es): (Pyromancer) Sorcerer 3
Equipment:

• Dagger (×2)
• Component Pouch
• Dungeoneer's Pack

Stats:

Strength - 14 (+2)
Dexterity - 14 (+2)
Constitution - 14 (+2)
Intelligence - 10 (+0)
Wisdom - 9 (-1)
Charisma - 14 (+2)

Skill Proficiency:

- (Class) Intimidation (+4), and Insight (+1)
- (Background) Perception (+1)

Equipment Proficiency:

• Armor: None
• Weapons: Daggers, Darts, Slings, Quarterstaves, and Light Crossbows.

Tool Proficiency:

• Vehicles (Land)

Languages: English, and Primordial

Racial Abilities:

• Darkvision: 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. Your ties to the Elemental Plane of Fire make your darkvision unusual: everything you see in darkness is in a shade of red.
• Fire Resistance: You have resistance to fire damage.
• Reach to the Blaze: You know the Produce Flame cantrip. Once you reach 3rd level, you can cast the Burning Hands spell once with this trait as a 1st-level spell, and you regain the ability to cast it this way when you finish a long rest. Constitution is your spellcasting ability for these spells.

Feats:

• Tough: Your hit point maximum increases by an amount equal to twice your level when you gain this feat. Whenever you gain a level thereafter, your hit point maximum increases by an additional 2 hit points.

Class Abilities:

• Sorcerous Origin: Firesoul (Reskinned Pyromancer)
• Heart of Fire: At 1st level, whenever you start casting a spell of 1st level or higher that deals fire damage, fiery magic erupts from you. This eruption causes creatures of your choice that you can see within 10 feet of you to take fire damage equal to half your sorcerer level (minimum of 1).
• Font of Magic: At 2nd level, you tap into a deep wellspring of magic within yourself. This wellspring is represented by sorcery points, which allow you to create a variety of magical effects.
  
  • Sorcery Points: You have 2 sorcery points, and you gain more as you reach higher levels, as shown in the Sorcery Points column of the Sorcerer table. You can never have more sorcery points than shown on the table for your level. You regain all spent sorcery points when you finish a long rest.
  • Flexible Casting: You can use your sorcery points to gain additional spell slots, or sacrifice spell slots to gain additional sorcery points. You learn other ways to use your sorcery points as you reach higher levels.
  • Creating Spell Slots: You can transform unexpended sorcery points into one spell slot as a bonus action on your turn. The Creating Spell Slots table shows the cost of creating a spell slot of a given level. You can create spell slots no higher in level than 5th. Any spell slot you create with this feature vanishes when you finish a long rest.
  • Converting a Spell Slot to Sorcery Points: As a bonus action on your turn, you can expend one spell slot and gain a number of sorcery points equal to the slot's level.
• Metamagic: At 3rd level, you gain the ability to twist your spells to suit your needs. You gain two of the following Metamagic options of your choice. You gain another one at 10th and 17th level.
  
  You can use only one Metamagic option on a spell when you cast it, unless otherwise noted.
  • Transmuted Spell: When you cast a spell that deals a type of damage from the following list, you can spend 1 sorcery point to change that damage type to one of the other listed types: acid, cold, fire, lightning, poison, thunder.
  • Empowered Spell: When you roll damage for a spell, you can spend 1 sorcery point to reroll a number of the damage dice up to your Charisma modifier (minimum of one). You must use the new rolls.
  
  • You can use Empowered Spell even if you have already used a different Metamagic option during the casting of the spell.

Spell List

Cantrips

• Produce Flame (Racial Cantrip)
• Fire Bolt
• Control Flames
• True Strike
• Prestidigitation

1st Level Spells

• Burning Hands (Racial Spell; 1/per day, regain after Long Rest)
• False Life
• Absorb Elements
• Chaos Bolt

2nd Level Spells

• Aganazzar's Scorcher