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Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

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Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

FINALLY FINISHED How's this?

Leroy

Name: Leroy

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Race: Dark Elf

Appearance:

Hider

Occupation: Pharmacist

Skills:

• Pharmacy and Chemistgry: Leroy had earned his Pharmacy license the honest way. He can craft medicines, nutrients, and ingredients with ease, provided that the right materials are on hand.
• Gardening: Though not as good as an herbalist or a farmer, Leroy does know how to sew a garden.
• Hunting/Tracking: Ingredients are either bought, grown, or found. Though he won’t be that useful for hunting down epic creatures of legend, Leroy can at least track down more common animals. His reasoning for learning to do this? Food, and also animals might lead to more unique ingredients.
• Cooking: Everyone needs to eat. Leroy just happens to be someone that knows how to cook. From campfires to Kitchens, as long as Leroy has a recipe, he can make a meal.
• Sneaking: In order to avoid the dangers of the world, Leroy has made it priority to hide from them. Of course, staying in one place is only asking to be found eventually by whatever it was you were hiding from. Leroy isn't that much of a fighter, so implements this in order to get whatever he needs. He's not a master spy, but it'll definitely be difficult to find him.
• Climbing: Some ingredients are hard to reach, so Leroy taught himself to clutch onto ledges and whatnot like a gecko on a wall. Climbing is little to no trouble for this Dark Elf.
• Camping: The only home he’s known for most of his life was the outside. He knows how to set up camp with little trouble in many different environments.
• Throwing: He sucks at using a bow, and never intends to hunt predators up close where they can mail him. As such he’s learned how to throw almost anything he can pick up.

Description: A recent arrival and former wanderer, Leroy is not used to constant interaction with the same people. In front of others, he is shy and soft-spoke. Put him in a more relaxed state of being, or make him comfortable enough to converse with, and he can become annoyingly chatty...and occasionally philosophical to the point of annoyance.
Some may think that his young appearance and personality (in a way) is due to him being of the elven race. Others may think that it is because of his constant interaction with his chemistry set and medicines. The truth? Not even he knows. Perhaps it was the lack of continuous interaction with society. He honestly didn't know.

Point of Interest: Forest Leroy's Retreat: A hidden area within the forest that's filled with wild plants, access to a clear water stream, and a small sewn garden of flora not native to the place. There is a camp set up within that contains some essentials, as well as seeds for more common plants and crops. Though others can take their rest in this place, there seems to be only one permanent resident.

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay

Kinda both. I have a few ideas, but I want to work off of what the others have and don’t have

Pokemon Spiral

...I’m guessing I missed my chance to join back up?

Sorry for my absence...

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay

Okay, you piqued my interest

Pokemon Spiral

...Happy new year, everyone! (Sorry I’m late)

Pokemon Spiral

Now I need to find a way to get Alexis back in on this.

Pokemon Spiral

Uh...hello?

Pokemon Spiral

Alexis thought she was going to have a great day today. She met an idol in person, she was TOUCHED by that idol, and she was going to challenge the gym herself with a stronger team this time!...Then she was challenged by a random trainer. A trainer that focused all of his efforts into training his one Pokémon, which turned out to be VERY strong. It didn’t help that it had the advantage. Being a fighting type, it was able to take all manner of physical punishment, and the only Pokémon that was able to do any significant-looking damage was also very squishy. It took her entire team to beat that machop, so now Alexis found herself walking right back to the Pokémon center. She was not a fan of that type of training. She did not appreciate being ambushed by random trainers. And she did not like the fact that she had to go all the way back because of some random encounter that thought they could just show up and fight!

Alexis took a deep breath. She just needed to make it to the Pokémon center, heal them up, and leave. No need for any small talk. Just go...

A Tale of Three Moons

Veal of the Right Eye

Name: Veal of the Right Eye

Race: Aryuk

Sex: Female

Appearance:

She is about 5'5" in height, and weighs about 160 lbs. She has no favorites when it comes to clothing, and her face is a lot more expressive than one would think.

Backstory: "Veal" is not her true name. Her real name can only be spoken by those with the ability to speak with avians. She is a part of the race that resides in the ancient remains of a Roc. Remains that are so ancient, in fact, that they have become an inhabitable mountain near the Vespa Valley. Veal in particular hails from the Roc’s right Eye, where she grew up learning from her culture. She placed cooking, dancing, and witchcraft above hunting and martial arts, resulting in a somewhat weaker build in comparison to others of her kind.

There was but a single day that inspired her to travel away from her home. She was invited to help with an attack on a large traveling group, consisting mostly of Chitonians. They made the mistake of being seen. She was to assist with summoning magic to bring chaos upon them as the stronger summoners prepared their own spell. She had them distracted with Squirrel shades moving about and onto and whatnot, but what had followed had amazed her, the combined power of the summoners had brought forth an entire claw which picked up the ground they were on and dropped it from the sky. It was beautiful.

After the survivors had been finished off by their warriors, Veal’s curiosity led her to search their belongings. Within them she had found books covering various areas of study. She spent days reading those books, only separating from them to perform her duties and chores. There was so much that made sense to her, so much that she didn’t know...and she loved it! She grew a hunger for knowledge beyond her people’s...so she decided to find it on her own.

As one would expect, her people were not fond of that. It wasn’t unheard of for some to aleave to travel the world, but it was highly discouraged. Aside from that, those who wanted to do so had to earn the right. They had to pass a trial that could even end in death. Veal was to leap off a cliff from one of the highest points in the mountain, and return to the ground without being harmed. Sounds easy for birds? There’s a catch, in order to see if one truly had the skill to survive beyond their land, they were not allowed to use their wings. So it was that Veal’s wings were bound when they reached the cliff. With great faith and jubilation, Veal leapt.

Trials usually had many reasons for being suffered. The initial reason was known to all, but there were often secondary effects. As Veal plummeted to the ground, she could feel the rush filling her body. The power...she almost passed out as the colors began to fill her vision. She found herself being brought to the ground by a manifestation of the Roc’s claw. It was huge. It was gentle as it brought her back...It was calming...

She was allowed to pursue whatever she wished within or outside of her home. For knowledge, adventure, or even personal pleasure. She was free to seek out anything she desired...

Personality: Veal is playful to a concerning extent. Though she takes certain situations seriously, she would be the kind of person that would talk and laugh when being physically harmed. Despite being an adult, she can be very immature, and tends to make attempts to weird or creep others out. She also loves to cook all kinds of stews, soups, and cooked meat, and often dances to a song in her thoughts as she makes a meal.
She, like many of her people, treats the even the sight of the ancient Roc with enough respect to offer a prayer out loud. Unlike her people, she doesn’t have a strong hunger or animosity for Chitonians. She wouldn’t hesitate killing any of them, but she just can’t seem to find s way to make them taste good.
Some would say that she’s just another hyperactive or easily-excitable child in the form of an adult, only waiting for the next entertaining thing to come to pass...But every now and then, she looks up at the sky, at her surroundings, and listens to that calming breeze. And she feels everything she needs to. Everything that the world will give...

Skills:

- Cooking: A lover of food, especially meat, Veal has learned to cook in various ways, and is quick to learn other ways of preparing and cooking.

- Researching: Infinitely Curious about the history and culture of others,

- Flying: Despite her size, Veal can fly as easily as any other bird, as long as her wings are intact.

- Natural Weapons: Being a large, anthropomorphic bird has its advantages. Such as natural weapons in their talons and claws and even beaks.

- Carry: She may not be the strongest, but she is able to perform one of her kinds' traditional tactics - Carrying another creature dropping them from a height. It helps to carry others across this and that, but its original purpose was to carry prey up into the sky, and drop them from a height that would only end with the prey's death. She can't do that with beings bigger than her or even around her height, but most smaller beings are light enough for her to carry.

Abilities:

- Summon Roc's Talon: All magic-users of her kind attempt to materialize the visage of their home when it was once young and very much alive. She is able to summon a physical copy of a single talon from the Roc to strike and claw at her enemies within a moment. It may not sound that bad, but as a whole the Roc was the size of a small mountain in its youthful days. A talon is much larger than any individual of Veal’s own size.

- Healing Breeze: Using her wings and magic, Veal can manipulate a small breeze to prolong the lives of herself or others, allowing the power of the wind to brush away some injuries/wounds.

- Witch Shot: Using the strange witch gun, a spiritual shot is released at a target. Though its original form is lethal, this version is meant to hinder, rather than kill. It gives similar effects of making the target feel weak in the joints and feverish, but this is only temporary, and will not result in death.

- Summon Squirrel Squad: Perhaps squirrels seem too harmless to the normal person, but they truly are dangerous. These 8 shades of the little rodents go and attack targets with hit and run tactics, biting off small chunks of flesh or armor wherever they can. Focusing on one target may even result in a violent, bloody, and quick death. They can also be used as distraction.

- Summon Lesser Lightning Elemental: A floating bunch of sentient electricity. This one is a lesser version, but effective enough. It cannot let out its own electricity without releasing its own existence, so it must charge and latch onto targets to shock and fry them.

Inventory: Witch Gun, traveler cooking kit, pack of Home-made Beef Jerky, Personal Diary, writing item.

Theme Song:

Veal's Themes

Normal Theme

Battle Theme

Misc: Veal picked her name based off her favorite kind of food.

**Optional**
Relationship sheet: (None yet!)