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Tower of Fable

rouge rogue

• Appearance:

Hider

• Name: Selene Wigberht
• Title: Velvet
• Age: 19
• Class: Rogue (spells)

• Aspect of Soul: Spiked Bolas - Looking more like caltrops on string, her spiked bolas are effective at slowing down a foe in more ways than one. Wrapping around both themselves and into the flesh of unsuspecting victims, their use is magnified by just the variety of poisons and magic they can be tipped with.

• Abilities:
Silenced Steps - The only sounds coming from her are those she's let you hear. While she couldn't hold back the boom of a canon she fired; no matter how much noise her inventory makes or how loud she could scream, she'd emanate only deafening silence if she so desired.

Magus Hand - Simple understanding and talent for the mystical allowing her to simulate magical spells and abilities that would otherwise be unavailable to her.

• Background: Her time in the tower thus far has been both eventful and dull. Having not been directly involved in much activity, she spent her free time doing her fair share of solo adventures with any significance to them drowned away by her own feelings; much to the same tune of her life before. Time was a thing she felt she had a lot of and she filled it to the best of her abilities upon her whim. She was interested in everything, but only put enough effort as it took to move on to the next topic. Perhaps it was boredom, but she always felt the grass was greener wherever she wasn't. Or at least was somewhere she hadn't stepped foot in.

Her shifting interests aside, she was no stranger to trouble. Looking into greener fields often meant trespassing onto forbidden lands. Trouble would usually work its way to confront her seemingly out of the blue. While being confronted time again grew rather tiresome, it focused her mind and she be even more annoyed if she held back. She dealt with her trouble in a variety of ways, but always viewed her victories just as mundane as the rest of her life. A life that just so happened to now take place in a tower floating above a city. What troubles and interests that come before her here keeping her interests, even if only on the mystery and unknown alone.

• Inventory: Crafting equipment, shackles, lockpicks, rope, explosive salts and fluids.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@TheWindel@KoL Yeah, to go with trading he life for strength, she has a way to undo her damage with the help of the mascots. Added the below to the above character sheet.

Well Oiled Machine: As dangerous and painful it is for her to cut her life to gain more power; together with the power of a mascot, she has shown successful in mending her Emblem back together along with a day of rest. Sealing away the volatile power stored inside and restoring her viability back to a clean state.

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Also, sorry for the troubles of getting back to this; but Kiru will be making a return. :3

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@KoL@TheWindel

Illya von Light Girl

• Appearance:

the cute

the light

• Name: Illya Sieger
• Title: Blue Lightning
• Age: 15
• Emblem: Heiress jewels: A symbol of her identity and the binding of her soul and the magical powers given to her. A choker at the base of her neck; housing a small, vibrant jewel.
• Divine Arm: Armads: The duel-bladed axe carrying enough force to cleave dragons in two; as legends would suggest.
• Magic: Despite being a thunder mage; Illya's control of the element is lacking in favor of raw output. Granting a few favored uses of her abilities.

Static Aura: An air of electricity surrounding her as her whole body is enveloped in minor electrical discharge; adding extra shock to her attacks and softening external, nonphysical forces.

Blitzkrieg: Slamming her axe upon the ground, she launches forth at great speed. Supercharging her next outburst of electricity.

Piercing Light: Storing a ball of electricity within her axe, she can send it forth and fire it as a sharp arrow of light. Punching a hole through most defenses or beings and zapping those on the other side.

Volatile Facets: Her Emblem, is just another tool to victory. Able to stress it out to draw more power, should the need arise. The more cracked her Emblem becomes, the greater power she can draw from it. Gaining strength the more critical her viability stands.

Well Oiled Machine: As dangerous and painful it is for her to cut her life to gain more power; together with the power of a mascot, she has shown successful in mending her Emblem back together along with a day of rest. Sealing away the volatile power stored inside and restoring her viability back to a clean state.

• Background:

juicy bits

Never swaying. Never yielding. Never sparring. Appearances were everything after all, and to show weakness was to admit defeat. Born in Germany to a family built on military success, she was destined to carry the family's empire through the next generation. Making her way to Japan off a trip her father made to visit one of their worldwide labs. From a young age, she has been taught everything she's needed to know; working diligently to surpass expectations. Now given the freedom to experience the world at her discretion until she becomes of age; she found herself taking residence in Miso city where a new life has begun for her. New experiences and passions emerging for a most prestigious heir.

• Inventory: N/A

• Other: Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@KoL@TheWindel

Outdated lightgirl app

really outdated, try the next one

• Appearance:

the cute

the light

• Name: Illya Reinhardt
• Title: Blue Lightning
• Age: 15
• Emblem: Cape of Valor: The red cape flowing valiantly tied to the shoulders of her transformed self; shining proudly for all to see.
• Divine Arm: Armads: The duel-bladed axe swung with enough force to cleave dragons in two.
• Magic: Despite being a thunder mage; Illya's control of the element is lacking in favor of raw output. Granting a few favored uses of her abilities.

Static Aura: An air of electricity surrounding her as her whole body is enveloped in minor electrical discharge; adding extra shock to her attacks and softening external, nonphysical forces.

Blitzkrieg: Slamming her axe upon the ground, she launches forth at great speed. Supercharging her next outburst of electricity.

Piercing Light: Storing a ball of electricity within her axe, she can send it forth and fire it as a sharp arrow of light. Punching a hole through most defenses or beings and zapping those on the other side.

Volatile Wires: Her Divine Arm is her soul as a magical girl; shielding her from those who refuse to face her head on. Although it serves as the source of her power; the further it is damaged the more her electrical attacks are supercharged. Gaining strength the more critical her viability stands.

• Background: Never swaying. Never yielding. Never sparring. Appearances were everything after all, and to show weakness was to admit defeat. Though, at a time she needed power most, she graciously accepted. Spending her time cleaning up the streets in reciprocation.

• Inventory: N/A

• Other: Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@TheWindel@KoL The new and improved(?) Yurei, turned to the dark.

Tsumi

• Appearance:

the turned

• Title: Tsumi
• Emblem:Once a cute crown sitting up top her head, it had transformed into a blackened, starred, laurel wreath. No longer able to shift forms as her untainted counterpart once did.
• Divine Arm: Twisted with the magic that turned her; her pure, white gloves focused their power into a beautiful rapier. Infused with her twisted magic, it strikes sharply against the souls of her opponents. Phasing the world around it to expose itself to the core of any being.
• Magic: Now split by darkness, her magic has corrupted as well. Infecting the souls of her target instead of saving the body that protects it.

Exposing Vulnerability:
Rather than phasing out others to keep them from harm; Tsumi's attacks strip away all defenses laid on their target. Letting each strike divide and part the magic and material that oppose it from striking its true destination. Creating an opening that allows further strikes to pass though unhindered.

Denied Love:
Her magic leaks out through her strikes. Suspending the reformation and repair of all wounds she causes until her loose strands of magic dissolves away over time.

Decaying Touch:
By mixing her magic with those she touch, she can make others more susceptible to the effects of other magics, diseases, and ailments. Compounding the effectiveness and duration of everything also afflicting the target.

Of Two Souls:
No longer changing form to please others with herself; Tsumi found a link connecting others with her. Able to latch her magic onto others she finds similarity with to create a telepathic bridge she can communicate across. Reading their thoughts and speaking her own into them.

Wings:
While her manifestation of her magic was always weak to begin with; now tainted, its almost nonexistent. In place of her rather weak powers, she gained wings able to carry her though the sky at will. While not attached by bone or flesh; they are more physical than spiritual. Easily cut apart and clipped with enough force, only to have to be restored over time.

Corruption:
Tsumi's spirit is one that darkness was thrust upon. Her magic unable to cleanse the darkness from herself, it changed to keep the balance within her. Canceling out every magical effect with an equal and opposite force to the best of its ability. Heavily dampening the effects of magic placed upon her.


• Background: Tragedy struck one night during Christmas break. While the loss of others is sometimes expected in their line of work; sometimes fate can grant life crueler than death. Following a murder of her more experienced kin, Alara met face to face a girl unlike, but similar to, her friends that did what they could to keep the nightmares off the streets. A girl stronger than all of them, possessing a magic like no other. A magic that dug itself into her soul and twisted her very heart and everything she held dear.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

Lyx

Appearance

Name: Lyx
Age: 20

Class: Troubadour
Level: 1
Personal Skill:
Major Domo - Allies within 10ft gain skill activation +15% and Critical rate/evasion +15

Skills:
Resistance +2 - Increases Resistance by 2.

Equipment:
Daikon Radish 25/25 - Speed +1, Defence/Resistance -1, Critical Evade +10
Heal 25/25 - Restores (10 + Magic/3) HP to an ally
Freeze 20/20 - Reduces an enemy's Movement to 0 and their Avoid by 20 for one turn
Entap 10/10 - Moves an enemy next to the user

Story: A beastkin trying to make it big by selling along Coris trade routes, Lyx's luck ran out as their prized beaststone was pocketed by a passerby thief. This was a cardinal sin against their pride; for loosing one's beaststone was akin to loosing one's importance and identity. Apart from trying to track down the thief, the only way Lyx could regain lost honor would be to scrounge enough money and hope to acquire one on the black market. Reduced to a status fitting peasants until the stone could be recovered, Lyx joined as a servant; proudly cleaning up and running errands for the gathering company.

Sample Post:

"Nya! O-of course master!" Lyx hurried across the room; tripping over a snag in the carpet before catching themself before the head of the house. It was the first day as a servant and all did not go well. Ever since losing the beaststone, there has been nothing but bad luck around every corner. "S-sorry, nya~" Lyx straightened up and bowed to the man. Flustered on making such a poor impression.

The man cleared his throat, and ordered to fetch him some tea while he worked in his study. This test was the determining factor for the job. "Yes, master. Right away, nya~" Lyx bowed once more and left. Trying to push the door open before realizing it was a pull. Once in the kitchen, Lyx went to work boiling the water and gathering the tea. Taking out a tray to deliver everything on without any problem. The kettle whistled and the beastkin hurried to remove the pot. Setting the kettle next to the cup and saucer; being an efficient servant and shaking in the white condiment directly to the pot.

A knock at the master's door. "Nya~ your tea, sir." Remembering which way the door opened, Lyx slowly walked in to deliver the tea. Careful not to trip over the rug once more; the young servant set the tray at the tableside. Picking up the kettle to pour, the lid crashed to the ground. Hot liquid followed, splashing over the two of them; following a incomprehensible apologetic babble spewing from Lyx's lips. To which the master just growled and stared at the the cup which had managed to retain some of the spilled drink. Calmly, he rose the glass and took a sip. Salt water.

Needless to say, Lyx didn't get the job. Apart from being denied to help clean the mess, a new opportunity rose to serve in some sort of company outfit.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

@SimpleWriter Yup, Skill activation is increasing the chance of activating skills. A 15% chance increase for luck and skill based activations (going by game logic). Only some skills increased the chance directly in the games, but I can also change it to something else like +2 all stats (except movement) or maybe a more suitable servant skill like being able to act as the convoy and deliver items to people.

I changed squares to feet. And as for the beaststone; probably not. Or at least not until I finish the job in the company or a big story turning point. Eventually, sure. But I'm hoping it would complete the character arc.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

Ah, didn't realize he was the lieutenant and didn't have a character yet.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

Lyx

Appearance

Name: Lyx
Age: 20

Class: Troubadour
Level: 1
Personal Skill:
Major Domo - Allies within 10ft gain skill activation +15% and Critical rate/evasion +15

Skills:
Resistance +2 - Increases Resistance by 2.

Equipment:
Daikon Radish 25/25 - Speed +1, Defence/Resistance -1, Critical Evade +10
Heal 25/25 - Restores (10 + Magic/3) HP to an ally
Freeze 20/20 - Reduces an enemy's Movement to 0 and their Avoid by 20 for one turn
Entap 10/10 - Moves an enemy next to the user

Story: A beastkin trying to make it big by selling along Coris trade routes, Lyx's luck ran out as their prized beaststone was pocketed by a passerby thief. This was a cardinal sin against their pride; for loosing one's beaststone was akin to loosing one's importance and identity. Apart from trying to track down the thief, the only way Lyx could regain lost honor would be to scrounge enough money and hope to acquire one on the black market. Reduced to a status fitting peasants until the stone could be recovered, Lyx joined as a servant; proudly cleaning up and running errands for the gathering company.

Sample Post:

"Nya! O-of course master!" Lyx hurried across the room; tripping over a snag in the carpet before catching themself before the head of the house. It was the first day as a servant and all did not go well. Ever since losing the beaststone, there has been nothing but bad luck around every corner. "S-sorry, nya~" Lyx straightened up and bowed to the man. Flustered on making such a poor impression.

The man cleared his throat, and ordered to fetch him some tea while he worked in his study. This test was the determining factor for the job. "Yes, master. Right away, nya~" Lyx bowed once more and left. Trying to push the door open before realizing it was a pull. Once in the kitchen, Lyx went to work boiling the water and gathering the tea. Taking out a tray to deliver everything on without any problem. The kettle whistled and the beastkin hurried to remove the pot. Setting the kettle next to the cup and saucer; being an efficient servant and shaking in the white condiment directly to the pot.

A knock at the master's door. "Nya~ your tea, sir." Remembering which way the door opened, Lyx slowly walked in to deliver the tea. Careful not to trip over the rug once more; the young servant set the tray at the tableside. Picking up the kettle to pour, the lid crashed to the ground. Hot liquid followed, splashing over the two of them; following a incomprehensible apologetic babble spewing from Lyx's lips. To which the master just growled and stared at the the cup which had managed to retain some of the spilled drink. Calmly, he rose the glass and took a sip. Salt water.

Needless to say, Lyx didn't get the job. Apart from being denied to help clean the mess, a new opportunity rose to serve in some sort of company outfit.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

Sorry, I'm actually working on a troubadour butler type. Butler/Maid is a promoted class so I didn't think they were allowed? (if they are, I wouldn't mind starting as one.) I've been busy with thanksgiving all weekend so I haven't had time to make a character. But I'm about to post one.