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[CLOSED] Epic Fantasia!

@Quatro OK easy enough.

[CLOSED] Epic Fantasia!

Here's Jacky!

Name: Jack-of-All-Trades
Gender: Male

Background: Wars are always things that cause pain, suffering, and death. Having been a soldier in a brutal civil war, James Issak was more familiar with those facts than most. He was there at the end. At that final battle that crushed the rebellion. James felt so devastated and lifeless at the suffering that he witnessed at the end that he decided to everything he could to improve the lives of everyone that he could manage.

He was discharged after the war and he immediately put himself to work on learning every skill he could get his hands on. Anyone that needed help he went out of his way. Unfortunately, his human body could only manage so much and his body gave out and he passed away before getting anything of note accomplished.

Not expecting a prompt giving him a second chance at life, James was more than happy to change his existence into something far more than human.

Level: 1
Class: Jack-of-All-Trades
Race: Ascended - Ascended appear human, however they are not. Ascended were at one point human, but they have ascended to a true calling. That calling may vary based on the individual, but most cases are for helping people in one way or another. Their actions are entirely decided by this calling.

Abilities:
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master-of-None (Passive) - It's only natural that a Jack-of-All-Trades knows a little of everything but never excels in any of those things. These skills are purely mundane even if the origin of the knowledge is created by powerful magic.

Service with a Smile (Passive) - This can be unnerving or entirely relaxing, but Jack-of-All-Trades is always happy with a smile especially when he's assisting someone.

Looks like Nothing Special (Passive) - Jack has no extraordinary appearance. In fact his appearance is so mundane that it is easy to overlook him even if he's standing in plain sight unless of course you're looking for some help.

Defensive Aura (Toggled) - Jack can turn on an aura that makes it harder for him to be hit as some force partially deflects physical attacks. The heavier the attack the more it wears on the energy required to keep up the aura.

Pristine Appearance (Passive) - Regardless of how much damage Jack has taken and whatever injuries he has received, Jack always looks perfectly healthy. This doesn't mean that he is actually health, but after taking a beating and surviving or even winning this appearance can be somewhat demoralizing.

Equipment:

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@Quatro
So I'm thinking of starting off as like a goblin or hobgoblin, my schtick would be to slowly evolve as I level up, becoming bigger and stronger until finally settling on Ogre. Thoughts?

@Pathfinder

Someone has read RE:Monster

Epic Fantasia!

I think I'd like to jump into this.

Unquiet

@shylarah Oh wow! That's pretty awesome. It was my first time there. I was there for a wedding that I was invited to. Definitely some of the most fun I've had in a week.

Unquiet

There we go! Posted after just getting back from a vacation in Chicago. Fantastic trip! Would go again.

I have a feeling you're starting to get an idea where to go with this story @Mokley :) I look forward to seeing where it takes all of us.

Unquiet

Rain crawled for her life after covering herself with mud. Now that she had gotten some distance from the ogre and her initial panic and fear had come down hindsight told her that the mud was a simple waste of time. She looked back and watch the ogre drop the witch and trip and die as a blue thing appeared out of nowhere. The ogre died rather quickly under its own weight as it tripped and crushed its head on a boulder and then fell down the cliff.

At least that problem was dealt with, even if it was through witchcraft. She stood up and started to wipe herself off the best she could and as she looked up she noticed that she was fairly close to a broken bridge and on the other side was a tree that bore fruit. Fruit!

"What in the bloody hell do ya think yer doin'?" Rigby asked through a mouthful of fruit, sitting cross-legged on a crumbled post by the bridge, watching her with confused amusement. He'd got the fruit from a tree a few feet behind him; it was heavy with round purple plums. "Zat some kinda spell? Whatever it is, it didn't work. Yer still a fugly human-witch."

She then noticed the monkey-man and exhaled with a bit of a laugh at his comment. "I'm no witch, and grateful about that. No way I'm going to sell my soul to dark and evil powers like that demon thing that I saw right after waking up. I'm an engineer. I work on machines. And I feel like I wasted my time with this mud. I thought the stupid ogre would no notice me if I covered myself."

She glanced around looking for a good way to get to the other side whether it be a log or a narrow point to jump across. "How'd you get across? I'm dying to share some of that fruit with you." Her stomach let out an embarrassingly loud growl, but Rain had no reason to be bashful about it considering how she imagined everyone that had just awakened was probably starving too.

She shrugged at Rigby with a slight smile. "Call me Rain. Nice to meet you, Mr...?"

Moonfiend

@Arty Fox BTW welcome to the party! Glad to have you along for the fun.

@Tojin I was there for a wedding I was invited to. It was my first time in Chicago aside from transfers in O'Hare. Totally a fun trip, I would definitely do it again.

Moonfiend

Vincent hesitated as Liam urged for him to go ahead. A part of him somewhere actually didn't want to follow after everyone else. He wanted to run freely through the city with free reign to play around with his skills and improve on them. He felt that if he entered that portal he'd enter nothing, but a velvet prison. That was a feeling he didn't particularly care for. Then the robot sharpshooter burst through a mass of the Grit that had managed to follow them downstairs in quite the racket.

At this point, Vincent's hesitation had caused him such delay that now he had no choice but to run for the safety of the portal. He suspected the portal would only last for one or two more uses before collapsing on itself. Such a hastily built portal lacked any permanence. Father always drilled quality over quantity into him. Vincent always preferred quality time rather than learning, but now he wished that he paid better attention. He dismissed such thoughts quickly as he had no time to waste on regrets and what ifs.

Stepping through the portal left Vincent with a disorienting feeling which passed quickly enough. He let out a small shout of surprise as the Queen leaped on him to hug him from behind. He felt he had made his feelings about her clear and yet the Queen still embraced him. He was quite impressed at her resilience and caught off guard by her energy. She pulled herself off of Vincent as he stepped off the sigil and Liam appeared behind him.

Vincent saw Kat and Moth were alright. He nodded to Kat with a light smile. He barely acknowledge Moth as a presence. He was truly impressed by Liam's resilience to still be standing after taking such serious injury.

Vincent bowed his head towards Liam respectfully. "Well done."

Then the Queen addressed the group.

She stepped back to allow the robot to assess Liam's injuries for immediate treatment, and she looked up to the others gathered there. "We're underneath the palace spire. We should be safe, at least for awhile."

Vincent frowned. Safe was good at least for now. Everyone here needed to rest and recover after what happened, except maybe Kat and himself. He glanced over to Kat, whom he suspected that she didn't want to stick around for long, because she wanted to find her family. He simply felt that staying around would be a waste of time.

"So, how are we going to deal with this problem?" He immediately asked with a serious tone. "Hiding clearly isn't going to work. The effort put into the Wall was clearly wasted since the Grit cleared it so easily and are already working on getting the grounded Grit inside. From what I've seen our current pool of weapons to fight back are very much lacking."

He then pointed towards the ceiling. "And what in the Hell is going on with the sky out there?" He had no interest in holding back his tone in speaking with the Queen when most of her subjects were frozen in stone or dead or scattered to the wind.

Lantern

He stepped forward, and he held the Lantern out to her. "I hope you know what you're doing," he told her warily, and he looked up through the trees toward the deep expanse of stars above.

Anise felt that his returning the Lantern to her was an extension of his trust and hope. She accepted the Lantern with a smile to oppose his wary expression. She felt that there should be something to brighten the day of the dwellers of the Forest even though the Dragon seemed to have no interest in their safety. She felt that was no way to rule and really felt the need to have an actual conversation with the Dragon at some point.

"We tell time by the moonrise," he said after awhile; he'd been thinking about the world Anise must have come from. "The month by the phase of the moon, the year by the moving constellations. Nothing else really changes. The shadows get darker. The Lord of the Shadow is getting stronger, the more people die."

That made sense she had seen the moon several times, and if what he said was true she hadn't been here for much more than a week. Not even. She remembered being told by Peck earlier that same thing about the Lord of Shadow about his power over the dead.

He stared up for awhile, then took a breath. "I know how to summon each of the Lords and Ladies, if you want to talk to them. It's usually forbidden, because making one of them mad could be disaster -- but." He shook his head and ruffled his own hair; he couldn't believe he was doing this. "We've already broken most of the rules already. I was going to take you back to the Roost, but if you're going to be summoning the spirits I'd do it far away from there. Finding the Kith is something else, though. There are several tribes, and they don't necessarily like each other."

Anise looked at the ground in thought. She had several choices to make. She could start summoning the spirits now, or she could start meeting the Kith right now. She knew that the Lord of Shadow would most definitely take offense to a summoning from her, but she also needed to have a conversation with them. The Kith would likely be dangerous for at least Peck, but she felt she could protect him.

A thought occurred to him, and he touched one of the trees. "There's a tribe not far from here, it's on the way to the Roost. They're the tree-jumpers, though -- they kill pirates for sport." He gave Anise a look that questioned whether she really wanted to do what she'd set out to do, when every course of action could end in them both being slaughtered or worse.

Anise appreciated his willingness to suggest a starting point. However one statement from the Dragon weighed heavily on her mind. She had to speak with her children. That took precedence in her mind and felt to be the most important thing in the dream she had just had.

She looked up to Peck and looked him in the eyes. "I would like to start with meeting the Spirits, but isn't there a way to find them that would not insult them? I feel that calling to them without pulling them suddenly from... wherever they are living." She felt that just calling them suddenly would be more harmful than anything. She also remembered the symbol that was left on her hand after her meeting with the Lady of the Pond for the first time.

She glanced at her hand remembering her meeting with the Lady of the Pond not long ago. "After I met with the Lady of the Pond I awakened with this rune on my hand." She raised her hand concentrating on it as she remembered the last time she had done so it had become visible. "I am not sure what it means. I know that the Witch uses runes, but do you know them as well?" She knew it was important, but she understood little of them.

Moonfiend

I am back from Chicago! Had an amazing time :D