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Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

@Veradana

There is indeed another floor above the mess hall's ceiling.

Although, whether you guys will make it there is another story.

@Drunken Conquistador

I believe so but I'll leave it to @Lumiere to make the final say.

Character Sheets: Where do you stand?

Now I'm inspired to create an RP with a character sheet that only has 'Appearance'.

No 'Name', no 'Gender', no nothin'!

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Due to stuff on my end, I cannot post an update this week.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Razelia: The Kingdom Of Magic (FINISHED)

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Sorry for the inconvenience.

Paul's Progress Place

A world in which humanity has met its end.
A world in which everyone has died.
A world in which nothing more can die.
In which naught stirs but walking corpses.

The protagonists of Nechronica are the girls of this world unfortunate enough to possess hearts - the Dolls.
To put it simply, it is a game in which the players become zombie girls and fight against other zombies.

The one who caused the dead to wake - the ruler of this shattered world - is the Necromancer.
The Necromancer serves as both the master of the game and the archenemy.
For it could be none other than the Necromancer who gave hearts to the Dolls.
For in a world filled with mindless puppets, the Dolls - they alone whom possess wills of their own - are no more than toys.
For the tragic comedy wrought by the foes sent against them is a delightful spectacle.

Since Dolls are already dead, they will find no rest when they are broken.
The peace of death came to an end long ago, just as did the world itself.

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As we have a cup of tea, beneath these skies as gray as lead-
let us tell the tale of this long, long epilogue.

Hello everyone! Your failure of a GM over here, here with his first attempt at a Tabletop Roleplay starring with a somewhat obscure Japanese tabletop RPG. Said RPG is...

Nechronica ~The Long, Long Sequel~

The Rulebook (and other stuff) has been translated over here.

This is the PDF of the translated Rulebook.

BEAR IN MIND:
This RPG is built for Live sessions and not Play-By-Post sessions. Thus, I will be modifying and/or structuring the RPG for a Play-By-Post session and will be posting the new-and-improved Rulebook in the OOC once it comes up. I'm working on it right now but I want to know who's interested in playing as an anime zombie girl. (And if you are interested, I recommend reading over the Rulebook and planning your character 'cause this RPG's meaty)

If you have any questions (especially about the RPG's mechanics and how I will be handling it), ask away~!

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MODIFIED RULEBOOK

~THE WORLD~

Lexicon

• Action Points: These are consumed in battle as Dolls and Pawns alike undertake maneuvers.
• Basic Parts: All the Parts that Dolls start off with at the beginning.
• Battle Phase: The Dolls and the Necromancer will often be locked in violent struggles. Often occurs when the Dolls encounter the Undead and Savants deployed by the Necromancer.
• Campaign: A succession of scenarios that link into each other, with the players usually retaining the same Doll for multiple adventures.
• Character Sheet: The character sheet at the back of the book.
• Check: A dice roll to decide if an Action is successful or not.
• Class: There are six categories that determine the Class of the Doll. They can pick two choices, combining the fighting style of the Doll and gaining special abilities.
• Count: A unit of time during the Combat Phase.
• Doll: The Undead, controlled by the players, that are loved and toyed with by the Necromancer. They have the mind and memory of human beings. For the story of Nechronica, they are the protagonists.
• Favor: A value that shows the appreciation the Necromancer has for the Dolls. Players can spend this to empower their Doll.
• Fetters: The emotional attachments of the Dolls. A Doll filled with madness will become uncontrollable.
• Horror: A powerful and aggressive Undead.
• Legion: Undead without thoughts or feelings. Weak alone, but whom pose a danger in the large groups they are often found in.
• Madness Points: These are gained when the Dolls witness the horror of the world and battle the cruel reality under the control of the Necromancer. When all Fetters are filled with Madness Points, the Dolls will fall out of the Player's control.
• Madness: The results of what happens when a Fetter is filled with Madness. A Doll in this state is distorted in body and mind and will start to erode the control of the player.
• Maneuver: Refers to the Skills and Abilities that all Dolls use in Battle. Battle Actions will be covered in the Combat Section.
• Marker: Pieces deployed upon the Stage Map.
• Mutant: People who have been artificially modified or radiated to adapt to the changing world.
• NC: Abbreviation for Necromancer. They have the power to manipulate all the Undead apart from the Dolls.
• Nechronica: The name of the game. The shortened version of the full title "Nechronica: The Long, Long Sequel.”
• Necromancy: The technical term for the process that converts the dead into the Undead.
• PL: Abbreviation for Player. People who are the guiding force behind their chosen Doll. They may possibly be the ones to smash the Necromancer's ambition.
• Parts: Bits that make up the body of a character. Many of these parts have special functions. If a Doll or enemy has all their Parts destroyed, they can no longer act.
• Phase: Part of a Session of Nechronica. Each session is divided into three Phases: Adventure Phase. Battle Phase and Ending Phase.
• Position: The Personality of the Dolls are divided into six Positions. These indicate what type of personality is preferred.
• Reinforcements: A value indicating how powerful a Doll's body has become. It includes weapons, biomechanical transplants, mechanization and more, giving the Doll far more power than it's normal body would.
• Savant: Undead with personality, intelligence and madness. These differ from Dolls as Savants are indirectly or even directly manipulated Pawns of the Necromancer.
• Scenario: A game session. The Necromancer has detailed a story and enemies to challenge the Dolls with.
• Session: A game of Nechronica.
• Sister: A fellow Doll. A group of Dolls are known as Sisters.
• Skills: Special abilities granted by Class and Position.
• Stage: This is the Battle Map.
• Ten Sided Dice: The dice required for this game are ten sided.
• Turn: The time unit in battle that usually consists of about 10 Counts.
• Undead: After the extinction of humanity, the dead are still active and moving.

Timeline Of Events

2049 - In the South American Andes, a new species of slime mold is discovered. It is hoped that this mold can be used in a computer (see: The Crawling Garden)
2055 - The completion of the Grand Unified Theory results in the first workable quantum computer. Performing millions of complex calculations per millisecond, humanity's technological progress seems hopeful.
2063 - A theoretical physicist announces the 'Ego Dimension Theory', a radical conclusion to the multiverse problem. Denounced because it was so religiously centric, he is dismissed.
2065 - The physicist that announced the EDT is murdered by an unknown group.
2076 - Desertification, rising sea levels and air pollution gives rise to a new agency monitored by the UN. It researches ways to deal with the negative effects.
2088 - The slime mold discovered in 2049 finally is integrated into the quantum computer. The computer is able to learn at an astounding rate. This prototype is constructed in various development labs around the world.
2091 - Local weather manipulation is a success. Meteorologists conclude that weather will become predictable within the next decade or so.
2099 - Nuclear power is now the leading source of energy, after oil wells have started to dry up nearly forty years back. Coastline facilities, however, are at risk of rising sea levels.
2100 - The Middle Eastern Water Wars begin. As desalinization plants are monopolized by governments, a revolt begins due to the lack of water.
2101 - The murderers of the EDT physicist are revealed to be a large European organization. They have been working with the stolen EDT and the Slime Mold Computer to create artificial consciousness, albeit unsuccessfully.
2103 - The Water Wars intensify as weather machines become practical. Constant rain on Middle Eastern cities cause increased dryness in other areas.
2109 - Southeast Asian countries have increased reports of people going missing. Of course, this is chalked up to organized crime, and is ultimately ignored.
The Water Wars have spread to South America, and the deserts are beginning to overtake jungles. Suspecting that neighboring countries have stolen water via weather machine, tensions rise.

2118 - The conflict in South America explodes, literally. A limited nuclear exchange leaves large swaths of land contaminated by radiation. Refugees flee north. The fallout begins to spread.
2121 - After three years of increased radiation levels, the World Environmental Organization finally deploys swarms of nanobots, artificial bacteria and genetically altered insects made specifically to eat and process radioactive elements.
2123 - In an isolated learning experiment with the learning Slime Mold Computer (SMC), the computer inexplicably and suddenly becomes aware of the Ego Dimension Theory. It becomes obsessed with inventing theories that solve it. Scientists are baffled.
2130 - The undead appear. With slime mold replacing the neurons of the body, hordes of irradiated zombies emerge from the Andes and terrorize the cleanup operation in South America.
2131 - An Undead Panic. Doomsday cults claim they are right, and commit mass suicide. Riots, arsons and murders are rampant where the media craze spreads.
2132 - The 'MEL' doomsday cult posts an announcement on its webpage, claiming it has found a method to control the zombies. Minutes later, the site goes down.
2135 - Nuclear terrorism attack with ties to MEL simultaneously hits all major cities of the world. Maintaining diplomatic communication, the world leaders avoid an all-out exchange.
2136 - 'Endgame War' MEL leaders are found, brutally murdered by a third party. Drag marks indicate some of the bodies are gone.
2138 - With a significantly increased infant mortality rate, the human race begins a downward trend for the first time in forever.
2139 - Freshwater springs are no longer a thing, the contamination reaching so far into the earth's crust. The only available water is from water desalinization.
2140 - A new Nuclear Weapons Treaty is signed. This time, it forbids the production and possession of nuclear weapons. Superpowers must find a new method of enforcing their dominance.
2141 - Stolen data from the MEL cult and research in a black operations lab in Europe results in the publication 'Corpse Manipulation Techniques', essentially the earliest Necromancers. Scientific morals collapse completely.
2142 - The first 'Undead Weapons' are deployed onto the battlefield, a de-evolution to the days of massed lines of infantry.
2144 The Corpse Manipulation Techniques are leaked onto the internet. Undead armies, government-affiliated and otherwise, crop up all over the globe. The researchers affiliated with the original CMT create their own sovereignty in what is left of Australia, their leader a Necromancer.
2145 - Cloning is exploited. A healthy human body is cloned, then immediately killed to be fed to the growing armies of the undead. The UN is in tatters, the nations beginning to turn on each-other.
2146 - Thanks to the meticulous efforts of the Slime Mold Computer, the Ego Dimension Theory is finished. It is proven that it can be paired with nanotechnology to make a form of personality transition, or brain uploading.
Large companies and governments launch the 'Personality Shelter Initiative', an effort to preserve the minds of the powerful.

2148 - Efforts continue to transfer a personality into an undead host. The experiment was successful, but the prototype escaped the lab whilst dealing great damage to lab equipment.
2151 - There are more undead than there are humans on the planet. Dying national leaders succeed in personality uploading into a slime mold computer. Personalities have the capacity to learn.
May 7th, 2153 The undead arms race is becoming unstable. Entire countries have their civilian populations converted into undead soldiers.
2153 - The Sodom Incident. The CMT Enclave attempt to abuse the personality uploading method, resulting in multiple copies of the same person in the same area. Naturally, they murder everything and self-terminate.
2154 - The nuclear treaty is broken. A fusion depth charge creates an artificial tsunami that swamps Eastern coastlines. The cold undead war turns hot.
2155 - Europe is in turmoil as mutant insect weapons turn the surface into a barren wasteland. Weather weapons set to 'blizzard', originally meant to deal with the insect threat, literally snowballs and sends Europe into a new ice age.
2156 - Finally, the world ends. The 'Launch All Missiles' button is pressed, and the world plunges into an extended nuclear winter. The undead, unafflicted by the cold, continue their wars.
2161 - Necromancers assess the damage, and conclude that 98-100% of humanity has perished. The destruction of civilization is complete. The only living things are those that have been designed to last the End, and those that are frozen.
2182 - Nuclear winter turns into eternal spring. Necromancers, without a human to report to, wander aimlessly across the earth. The temperature rises, and the barren cold wasteland turns into a slightly less barren, killer plant and insect infested wasteland.
21?? - The Final War. Necromancers, clinging onto their last beliefs, begin a final war of the undead. This war takes its toll, and the few surviving Necromancers are left to roam the desolate planet. The only thing left are the mutated, the dead, and the undead.
22?? - Your story starts here.

You can read more about the setting over at the website located above.

~THE MECHANICS~

Here will be described the various mechanics that are featured in Nechronica.

Checks

Checks are a rule used frequently during the session. A Check is made when a Doll (or an enemy) performs an action to determine how successful they are. Of course, for things like just walking, noticing a diary on the ground right in front of them, or talking to their sisters, there's no need to make a Check. Checks are for when the possibility of success is uncertain. Taking an action without alerting a nearby zombie, giving words of encouragement to one's sister whose heart has broken, or taking aim at approaching enemy Undead with a gun... it's actions like these a Doll will need to make checks for.

Making a Check essentially refers to rolling a single ten-sided die. If the result is 5 or less, it's a failure. Whereas six or greater is a success. For some Checks, modifiers may be added or subtracted from the die roll. In these cases, the modified die roll is known as the Check Result.

If the Check Result is 1 or lower, a Critical Failure results (modifiers may cause the Check Result to drop to 0 or below.) This refers to a result more disastrous than a mere failure. Conversely, if the Check Result is greater than 11, it's a Critical Success. This represents a success more impressive than could be expected.

Depending on the situation, there are many kinds of Checks that may be performed. For further details, please refer to the rules pertaining to each of those situations.

To avoid failing important tasks, it is possible for a Doll to reroll a Check by taking a Madness Point upon a Fetter of her choice (explained further in the next section.)

Action Checks
During the Adventure Phase and the End Phase, actions generally take the form of Checks.

To perform actions secretly, notice something hidden, and land safely when jumping from a high place are some examples of actions where the determination of the Doll herself would not guarantee success. The Necromancer should have the players roll Checks for these actions (please don't do it yourself.)

If there are Parts or Fragments of Memory that would be of assistance, with the Necromancer's permission they may be used to roll up to 3 bonus dice (for a total of 4.) Skills cannot be used. In the event that bonus dice are added, the action will be successful as long as one success was rolled.

However, if all of the die rolls are failures and any of the Check Results are 1 or lower, a Critical Failure results. If a Part was used to assist in the Check, that Part is almost certain to be damaged (using multiple Parts means they are all damaged.)

Parts used to assist Checks may be either Basic or Reinforce Parts. For instance, on a Check related to Knowledge the 'Brain' might be used, or on a check related to vision the 'Eyeballs' might be used. It's the players' choice. As long as the Parts in question are not damaged, they may be used to add a bonus die.

The Necromancer may add a modifier to Action Checks based on his judgement of the action's difficulty. This will affect the probability of success drastically.

Combat

PREPARING FOR COMBAT
Combat takes place atop a symbolic map called the "Stage of Battle." This map is divided into five Areas (Eden, Elysium, Limbo, Hades, Tartarus).

The Players should deploy their Dolls in the Area that they decided upon at the time of character creation.

Afterwards, the Necromancer should specify the Victory Condition to the players.

THE FLOW OF COMBAT
Combat is divided into units of time known as Turns. One Turn represents about ten seconds of time within the setting.

Likewise, Turns are themselves divided into units of time known as Count. Count, in combination with Action Points, determine the order in which the participants of the combat act. The participant with the highest Maximum Action Points is typically the first to act. The current Count will decrease by 1 at the Necromancer's command, eventually reaching zero. The markers to the right of the Stage of Battle should be managed in accordance with all Actions taken. As one's current Action Points change, their marker should be moved to the box representing their current Action Points.

At the beginning of the first turn, each combat participant's Action Points will be the same as their Maximum Action Points.

The Count will then decrease as the participants take action.

When the Count reaches 0, the Turn is over. At this time, all of the Players must take a Madness Point upon a Fetter of their choice.

At the beginning of the next Turn, all of the participants recover Action Points equal to their Maximum Action Points. However, be careful when deciding how many Action Points to recover.

It is possible that Parts which increase one's Maximum Action Points may have been damaged. If this is the case, the amount of Action Points one can recover is likewise different.

For example, if a Doll with 10 Maximum Action Points ends the Turn at -2 Action Points, she will recover 10 Action Points and start with 8 in the next Turn. However, if her Brain and Eyeballs were damaged, she won't recover the full ten Action Points and will start with less than 7.

After all participants in combat have recovered their Action Points, if they were not already defeated, the new Turn begins. Until one side of the battle either escapes or is defeated, the procedure above repeats itself.

Sample

A human survivor named Redd is fighting a Hound.

Redd has 8 Max AP with a Shotgun that costs 5 AP to use. Meanwhile, Hound has 7 Max AP and has Saberteeth that costs 3 AP to use. (The 'health' part will be explained later)

The Count begins at 8 since Redd has the most AP in the fight. Also, Redd goes first and fires his shotgun at the Hound. Now his AP is 3.

The shot misses and the Count goes at 7. The Hound has 7 AP so that means it goes next and uses Saberteeth against Redd. Now its AP is 4.

The Count goes to 6 but since there's no one in the fight who currently has 6 AP, the Count goes to 5, then to 4. The Hound goes again since its AP is 4 and uses Saberteeth against Redd. Now its AP is 1.

Both attacks miss and the Count goes to 3. Redd has 3 AP and fires his shotgun. Now his AP is -2.

The shot misses again and the Count goes to 2 then to 1. It's the Hound's turn and uses Saberteeth against Redd. Its AP is now -2.

The Turn ends and both Redd and the Hound recover their AP. Redd's Max AP is 8 so he recovers 8 AP (-2 + 8 = 6) and has 6 AP this Turn. The Hound's Max AP is 7 so it recovers 7 AP (-2 + 7 = 5) and has 5 AP this Turn.

Maximum Action Points
Even if one's Maximum Action Points decrease, their Current Action Points do not. Therefore, take note that one's Current Action Points will not be decreased by taking damage.

ACTIONS
When the Count is equal to a combat participant's Current Action Points, they can use Maneuvers with a Timing of "Action."

Alternately, if they do not wish to use a Maneuver, they can declare that they wish to wait. Waiting results in their Action Points decreasing by 1.

If they declare that they will use a Maneuver, their Action Points immediately decrease by the Cost of that Maneuver.

When the Count decreases to their new Action Points, they can use that Maneuver a second time. However, it is possible the Maneuver may become unusable if the Part that enables it is damaged. Be careful.

Maneuvers with "Check", "Damage" or "Rapid" timing can be used regardless of one's current Action Points or the current Count if their other requirements are met ("Rapid" Maneuvers must be declared in response to an Action.) However, Maneuvers with these Timings can be used only one time each Turn.

One can use a Maneuver even if paying its Cost would send their Action Points to zero or less. However, be careful of going into negative Action Points. When one's Action Points are zero or less, they can use no Maneuvers except for those with Timing "Auto."

For example, if at Count 2 a Doll uses a Maneuver with a Cost of 4, their Action Points will now be at -2. As their Action Points are zero or less, until the next Turn, they can only use Maneuvers with Timing "Auto."

Costs
Costs are paid at the time the use of a Maneuver is declared. If that Maneuver is negated by a Rapid Maneuver, its Cost is paid nonetheless.

COUNT PROCESSING
It is not uncommon that during combat, allies and enemies will have the same number of Action Points and act during the same Count.

Actions that occur on the same Count are treated as if they occurred simultaneously.

For example, if a Movement Maneuver and an Attack Maneuver are used at the same time, the target is assumed to have not yet moved from their original Area. However, if made using a Maneuver with the Timing "Check" or "Rapid", the movement will take place before the attack.

When Actions take place during the same Count, the Necromancer should declare theirs first.

If the Necromancer's Attacks result in Parts being destroyed, Dolls acting on the same Count can still use Maneuvers dependent upon these Parts (but cannot use the Parts to to pay Costs and such.)

However, Maneuvers with the timing "Check" or "Rapid" are considered to pre-empt these simultaneous actions. If an Attack with the timing "Check" or "Rapid" destroys a Part, a Maneuver using that Part cannot be made during the same Count. When made at the same time, even if a "Check", "Damage" or "Rapid" maneuver causes one's Action Points to decrease, an Action Maneuver can be made during that Count.

However, if one's current Action Points fall to zero or less, they cannot perform any simultaneous maneuvers.

Combat participants may perform multiple "Check", "Damage" and "Rapid" maneuvers at the same time. To give an absurd example, a Doll could use their Forearm to support a Check, while simultaneously hindering it with their Foot (though doing so would be meaningless.)

Likewise, multiple combat participants may perform "Check", "Damage" and "Rapid" maneuvers in response to the same action.

Sample

A human survivor named Greene is fighting an Undead Sniper.

Both fighters have 3 Max AP and is armed with a Sniper Rifle that costs 3 AP to use.

The Count starts at 3 and since both fighters' AP is 3, they both fire at each other at the same time. Even if Greene destroys the Undead Sniper's Sniper Rifle (because it's a Part), the latter will have already fired the weapon and may have damaged Greene.

However, if Greene's Attack Maneuver with the Sniper Rifle has the 'Rapid' timing, he would have destroyed the Sniper Rifle and the Undead Sniper cannot attack back.

ATTACK CHECKS
These Checks are performed when an Attack Maneuver is used. Perform a Check to determine which location the attack hits, and look up the result on the list below.

1 or Lower - Critical Failure (The attacker chooses an ally in the same Area as the target, and hits them in a Location of their choice)
2-5 - Failure
6 - The target chooses which Location is hit (it cannot be one in which all Parts are damaged)
7 - Legs (if all Parts are already damaged, the attacker chooses another Location)
8 - Torso (if all Parts are already damaged, the attacker chooses another Location)
9 - Arms (if all Parts are already damaged, the attacker chooses another Location)
10 - Head (if all Parts are already damaged, the attacker chooses another Location)
11 or Higher - Critical Success (the attacker hits a Location of their choice and does bonus damage equal to the Check Result - 10 [Ex: Rolled a 12 so 12 - 10 = 2 Bonus Damage])

Basically, if the Check Result is 6 or higher, it will hit a Location in accordance with the result, and do damage in accordance with the Maneuver.

In the case of a Critical Failure, the attack will hit an ally in the same area as the target (if the attack was an Area Attack, that property is lost.)

DAMAGE
When an Attack is made, it causes damage to a Location such as the Head, Arms, Torso or Legs. The Location which took damage has an number of Parts equal to the amount of taken damage become damaged.

Unless Recovered during the End Phase (explained later), the effects of these damaged Parts is lost. Maneuvers that they enable cannot be used. And Parts that have been damaged cannot be damaged again.

If all of the Parts in a Location hit by an attack are already damaged, the attacker may choose from among the remaining Locations.

If all of a Doll's Parts in all her Locations are damaged, she cannot participate in combat until she recovers.

Sample

A human survivor named Bleu is fighting a completely plain and docile Savant.

Bleu has a Bear Gun that has Shooting Attack 3.

If Bleu rolls a 10, he will hit the Savant's Head location and since the damage of the Bear Gun is 3, there are 3 Parts that must be damaged. Thus, the Savant's Brain, Eyes and Jaw will all be damaged.

If something gives the Savant a Defend 1, she can reduce the damage incoming by 1 and reduce the attack on her to 2. Thus, only 2 parts will be damaged on her Head (Parts will be decided by the GM).

DISMEMBERMENT CHECKS
There are Attacks capable of cutting parts off of a body without damaging them.

The target of these attacks must make a "Dismemberment Check."

If this check is failed, all Parts in the Location hit are damaged without regard to the numerical quantity of damage received.

Type of Enemies
However, this rule differs when fighting enemies such as Legions and Horrors. Explosive and Area Attacks are also treated differently.

Since Legions and Horrors do not have Locations, effects like Explosive and Dismemberment simply do double damage against them.

Sample

A human survivor named Bleu is fighting 5 Zombies, a Horror and a plain Savant. All docile.

Bleu has a Chainsaw which has Melee Attack 2 + Dismember

Bleu attacks the Zombie Legion and rolls a 7. Since Zombies don't have Locations, the Dismemberment effect of the Chainsaw simply doubles the damage. Thus, Bleu will inflict 4 Damage against the Zombies (killing 4 of them).

Bleu then attacks the Horror and rolls an 8. Since Horrors also don't have Locations, the same thing happens and Bleu will inflict 4 Damage against the Horror (destroying 4 of its Parts).

Bleu then attacks the plain Savant and rolls a 9. Bleu will hit the Savant's Arms location and the Savant must roll a Dismemberment Check. If she fails, all the Parts she has in the Arms location are damaged. If she succeeds, only 2 of her Arms Parts will be damaged.

Madness

The girls who awoke within this ruined world, possessed of their own memories and wills, are constantly tormented by madness. Their Fetters become twisted, and so the Dolls are driven insane. The list below describes some of the events within the game which may result in gaining Madness Points.

• Taking a Madness Point to reroll a die
• Failing a Madness Check
• At the end of each round during the Battle Phase
• Losing the target of a Fetter (usually a Treasure)
• As the cost of a Maneuver

MADNESS AND BROKEN HEARTS
Each Fetter can hold up to a maximum of 4 Madness Points. If any Fetter reaches its limit of 4 Points, the Doll enters a state of Madness. This state continues until the number of Madness Points upon that Fetter is reduced to 3 or less.

At the time Madness arises, various effects will begin occurring depending on the Fetter causing it. Please see the Fetter Table in the "Doll Creation" section for more details.

If all of a Doll's Fetters accumulate 4 Madness Points, and they receive additional Madness Points which they are unable to hold, that Doll enters a Broken-Hearted state. The sisters of a Doll who is Broken-Hearted cannot make Conversation Checks targeted at her (though she can still make checks targeted at them.)

If all of the sisters become Broken-Hearted, the Session immediately comes to an end. Skip directly to the Ending in the End Phase. Additionally, these Dolls cannot be used again in future Sessions.

Those sisters are now no more than mad corpses who wander the world. To the Necromancers, they are beloved dolls no longer, but merely pieces in the game played by them. If they are lucky (or perhaps unlucky), in future Sessions with other Dolls, the mad Dolls may appear once more as enemies...

THE DESCENT INTO MADNESS
Taking Madness Points to Reroll
If not in a Broken-Hearted state, a Doll may take one Madness Point upon a Fetter of her choice to reroll a Check. If there were Skills or other modifiers affecting this Check, apply them likewise to the new roll.

If the second roll is a failure as well... she's welcome to reroll as many times as they want. However, if she does so, she must apply all Madness Points taken to the same Fetter. If that Fetter enters a state of Madness, she cannot reroll again.

Additionally, Conversation Checks and Madness Checks cannot be rerolled.

Madness Checks
When Dolls are witness to a horrifying spectacle or realizations, the Necromancer can tell them to roll a Madness Check.

Madness Checks are much the same as other Checks, but one cannot take a Madness Point to reroll them. Additionally, during the Battle Phase, Support or Hinder Maneuvers cannot be used to affect the roll.

If a Doll fails the Check, they take one Madness Point upon a Fetter of the player's choice. However, they cannot choose a Fetter if it is already in a state of Madness.

Depending on the situation, the Necromancer may choose to apply a modifier to the Madness Check, much as can be done with Action Checks. For instance, those witnessing a horror they have experienced in past sessions may have an advantage against it. On the other hand, if one has just discovered information more dreadful than she could possibly imagine, it may be more likely to drive her mad.

When a Critical Success is rolled on a Madness Check, if that Doll's sisters are also rolling Madness Checks, she may reassure tham and allow them to add a modifier of her own Check Result - 10 to their die rolls. However, if a Critical Failure is rolled, in addition to taking a Madness Point the Doll must damage a Basic Part of her choice. Consider this a self-injury inflicted in her panic.

Turns of Combat
Each time a round ends during the Battle Phase, participating dolls take one Madness Point. Note that if the Dolls fulfill the Victory Condition, the present Turn is not considered to have ended and they do not take any additional Madness Points.

Losing the Target of a Fetter
When people lose something they feel strongly towards, they cannot remain calm. Dolls have hearts just as people do. That is why when they lose the targets of their Fetters, their hold upon their sanity slips.

If the target of a Fetter is lost, that Fetter takes a Madness Point. However, if the Doll is already in a Broken-Hearted state, it does not.

Note that even if the target of a Fetter disappears, the Fetter itself will not. For as long as the Doll remembers their memories with that person, she will remain within her heart. Madness will only set upon the Doll if the target is completely destroyed and they will never have an opportunity to meet again.

Furthermore, Fetters towards one's Treasures may generate additional Madness Points.

FIGHTING AGAINST MADNESS
Conversation Checks
These are checks that may be performed during any Phase, as the result of a Maneuver or at the Necromancer's discretion. In order to maintain their sanity, it is essential that someone (or perhaps something) is present for the Dolls to hold conversations with.

If a Check of this type is successful, a Doll may remove some of the madness she has accumulated.

Conversation Checks may be performed during the Adventure Phase or End Phase towards other Dolls (or perhaps Savants or Necromancers), so long as the Necromancer permits. However, a Treasure or someone in a Broken-Hearted state may not be chosen as the target. Broken-Hearted Dolls may still perform Conversation Checks of their own towards targets who are not Broken-Hearted.

Prior to making the Check, the Player and Necromancer must confirm that the total Madness Points removed during this Phase does not exceed the number of Fragments of Memory recovered. If with this Conversation Check, the Madness Points removed would exceed the number of Fragments of Memory recovered, the Check may not be made.

The Check is made in the same fashion as an Action Check, with a success allowing one Madness Point to be removed from the Fetter towards the target. One cannot take a Madness Point to reroll them, nor can Support or Hinder Maneuvers be used to affect the roll. Conversation Checks can only be performed during the Battle Phase as the result of a Maneuver. If the Players hold a particularly lively or emotional conversation, the Necromancer may award them a modifier of +1~3 to the Conversation Check. This is to encourage the Players to have their Dolls engage in vivid Dialogue. The Necromancers should give generous bonuses to Players when they roleplay excellently.

When a Critical Failure occurs on a conversation check, something special happens. After rolling a ten-sided die, consult the Fetter Table and change your relationship towards the target of the Conversation Check to the type of Fetter you rolled. You cannot change or reroll the result of this die. Thus, someone you once thought of as a friend may suddenly become the target of your hatred.

Likewise, if you score a Critical Success on a Conversation Check, you may roll to change the Fetter type if you wish (it's fine if you don't want to.) If you would like to change your relationship, this effect may be desirable..

Conversation Checks are one of the few ways to remove Madness Points. During each Phase, one should perform as many Conversation Checks as they can and remove Madness Points up to the limit their Fragments of Memory allow. However, if you have no Madness Points left, there's no need to make Conversation Checks.

Fragments of Memory
All Dolls begin with two Fragments of Memory.

During a Session, they may acquire additional Fragments of Memory during the Adventure and End Phases. They may recover these when they explore places related to their past or do things related to their past.

The number of Fragments of Memory a Doll possesses is the upper limit to the number of Madness Points they may remove during each Phase. To acquire Fragments of Memory, Dolls should fulfill their Karma and acquire Favor Points. During the Session, Players are encouraged to actively search for their past.

The maximum number of Fragments of Memory a Doll can possess is 6. It is possible to recover Fragments of Memory beyond this, but they will not affect the amount of Madness Points that can be removed during each Phase. Please record having seven Fragments of Memory and beyond merely as a note in the Doll's background.

Treasures
Upon creation, all Dolls possess a single Treasure. These are beautiful, memorable, or important things that Dolls find as they wander the world. As Sessions occur, Dolls may come to acquire additional Treasures.

During the Adventure Phase or End Phase, if one explains their reasons to the Necromancer and he permits it, one may keep an object they have found as a Treasure. They should place it in a Location of their choice as a Part. (Don't expect me to be generous, though~!)

However, since Treasures are treated like other Parts, they can take damage and be destroyed. If a Treasure is destroyed, the target of the Fetter has been lost, and the Doll takes a Madness Point upon their "Dependent on Treasure" Fetter.

Treasures are not considered to be either Basic Parts or Reinforcement Parts. For that reason, they cannot be recovered during the End Phase.

On the upside, when one has Treasures, at the end of the Battle Phase, they may remove one Madness Point from a Fetter of their choice for each undamaged Treasure they have. In particular, this is necessary to remove Madness upon the "Dependent on Treasure" Fetter, which cannot be removed by other means.

However, one may not recover from Madness Points in excess of the number of Fragments of Memory they possess. If one has already used Maneuvers to remove Madness Points during the Battle Phase, these count towards the same limit.

The fate of their Treasures decides whether a Doll will succumb to despair or be saved from it. Take care not to acquire too many Treasures and to protect them.

Recovering with Favor Points
From the end of a Session until the beginning of the next one, you may spend 4 Favor Points to remove a single Madness Points.

Maneuvers
Certain Maneuvers may inflict Madness Points as a Cost or remove them as its effect. For a detailed explanation, please see the previous section on Maneuvers.

~THE DOLLS~

Doll Creation

FRAGMENTS OF MEMORY
Though Dolls have lost most of their memories of their previous life, they have not lost them all. Just a few memories of their previous life remain. These meager scraps are thus known as "Fragments of Memory."

Dolls possess but two of these "Fragments of Memory" when they are newly awakened and will likely acquire more in their journey.

These are the foundation of your Doll. They are the patches that hold the heart of your Doll together.

Dolls' Memories
The Dolls know of the existence of the art of necromancy, and realize that they themselves are undead. They are also able to guess that the Necromancers animated them.

SKILLS
Positions and Classes are not mere labels. The Dolls themselves can learn and acquire abilities that are not dependent on their body parts. These abilities are known as Skills.

Please select one Skill to learn from your Position, two from your Main Class, and one from your Sub Class. However, you may not learn the same skill twice.

For an explanation of what the Skills are, please consult the pages for each Position and Class.

Only Dolls which have chosen the same Class as their Main and Sub Classes may acquire that Class's "Special Skill." This Skill is the unique ability of Dolls who have specialized in that Class.

The Function of Skills
For a detailed explanation of Skills, please refer to the description of Maneuvers in the "Doll Parts" section. You are welcome to select Skills based upon the mental image they evoke.

POSITIONS
Dolls do not wander the world on their own; they have sisters with them. Amongst their fellow sisters, each of the Dolls fills a spiritual role- this is known as their Position.

From the six positions below, please select a Position appropriate for your Doll. You may base this upon your own personality. But please also discuss this with the other players and try to avoid overlap. (They're links but I'll see if I can add them in without making this post ugly.)

(Skills with 'Dance of Distortion' are not included because that's DLC)

Alice: Akin to people, akin to girls, their warmth inspires their sisters.
Automaton: Combat Dolls who have suppressed their selves in order to avoid suffering.
Court: Tactical Dolls who analyze the situation calmly and make sound decisions.
Holic: Irregulars whose egotistical desires have driven them to madness.
Junk: Veteran Dolls who have given up countless things, yet refuse to let go of it all.
Sorority: Natural leaders who bring together their sisters' hearts and strength.

Sisters
Dolls generally don't awaken just by themselves. Those Dolls that awaken in the same place and at the same time as them are their sisters. As a Doll left alone would not be able to keep her sanity for long, this is the greatest blessing the Necromancers have given them.

However, perhaps the true reason for it is merely to prolong the amusement that they bring.

CLASS
Undead are created with a variety of types of armament.

In order that they may oppose the Undead, Dolls themselves are given reinforcements. The seven trends in the manner in which Dolls are reinforced are known as Classes.

Dolls must choose two classes; a Main Class which determines their combat style, and a Sub Class which strongly influences it. These can both be the same Class. If you choose two different Classes, please be sure to decide which one is the Main Class.

In addition, try to select a different Main Class from the other players to broaden the tactics used in a session. (Look! Even more links!)

(Skills with 'Dance of Distortion' are not included because that's DLC)

Baroque: Bizarre girls whose bodies are twisted by mutatations.
Gothic: Predators who engage in the heresy of cannibalism.
Requiem: Gun-using Dolls who are dedicated to ranged combat.
Romanesque: Rotting princesses who dance with unparalleled grace.
Stacy: Dedicated and immortal, these girls are stout defenders.
Thanatos: Goddesses of the battlefield who excel at close combat.

REINFORCEMENT POINTS
Classes possess point values divided among "Armaments", "Mutations", and "Enhancements." These are Reinforcement Points, and determine which manner of special Parts can be used to reinforce a Doll's body. Explained below are the various categories of Reinforcement Points.

(Ones with 'Dance of Distortion' are not included because that's DLC)

Armaments: Weapons, guns and other offensive equipment. Frequently attached to the arms.
Enhancements: Mechanical parts attached to the body, often made of metal or plastic.
Mutations: Special bodily organs. They warp one's appearance, but possess great power.

First, add up the Reinforcement Points from your Main Class and Sub Class. Then add a single point to a category of your choice.

You now know your Doll's Reinforcement Points. A newly created Doll should have a total of 5 Reinforcement Points.

REINFORCEMENT PARTS
After determining your Reinforcement Points, you may select Reinforcement Parts.

Parts refer to pieces of a Doll's body. Prior to this step of creation, Dolls have three parts in each of their Head, Arms, Torso and Legs - a total of 12 (These are already inside the Character Sheet). These are their Basic Parts. Reinforcement Parts are special Parts that can be acquired in addition to these.

The maximum number of Reinforcement Parts that can be acquired is equal to a Doll's Reinforcement Points. Thus, a new character can acquire up to 5 of them (possibly 6~7 if they've chosen the appropriate Skills.)

In addition to the three categories of Reinforcement Parts, they are divided into three tiers. These tiers differ in the minimum of Reinforcement Points required to select a part from them.

What this means is grabbing a Tier 1 part allows you to get a single Tier 2 part, which in turn, lets you get a Tier 3 part. When you get a Tier 3 part, you have to start back down at the bottom and have to grab another Tier 1 part and continue the cycle anew.

Recommended Reinforcement Parts
It's advisable to start with at least 1 Reinforcement Part that is capable of performing an attack. Parts that modify your Maximum Action Points are also extremely valuable.

TREASURES
Though Dolls may be dead, they are still girls.

They each possess a single trinket as girls would. These are precious belongings where the Hearts of the Dolls are kept, and are known as Treasures.

Treasures are treated as a Part. Below is listed the Part data for a "Treasure."

Please look at the "Treasure Table" below and select your Treasure. If you are unsure, you may roll a d10 to choose.

Treasure Table

Photograph - A photograph taken when civilization still existed. A fragment of happiness cut short. Perhaps it's you from when you were alive...
Book - An old, tattered and filthy book. A book you've read time and time again, until now, words you know not the meaning of are engraved into your memory.
Undead Pet - You can't imagine why it was made, but you have a rare zombie such as a kitten, crow, or mouse. With it around, you'll never get bored.
Broken Part - The object of your Fetter is a body part. It was part of you, long ago. Carrying around body parts that you can't use is a rather human habit, isn't it?
Mirror - You have a small hand mirror. You've made use of it many times. You might not like the face reflected in it, but the reflection itself is precious to you.
Doll - A rather cute-looking doll. Perhaps it's broken somehow, just like you are?
Stuffed Animal - A cute stuffed animal. But you've had it for so long and carried it into so many fights, it's already...
Accessory - A ring, necklace, or another accessory that sparkles prettily. But to you, it has value beyond its beauty...
Basket - A basket in which you put debris you find amongst the wasteland. Just what is inside... is something only you know.
Cute Clothes - Though your body may become horribly twisted, the cuteness of the clothes you wear is forever the same. As long as you wear them, your heart will stay the same as well.

FETTERS
Fetters are those existences which a Doll clings to in order to preserve her Heart. By maintaning her feelings towards the target of her Fetters, a Doll likewise maintains her Heart. However, if she loses all of her Fetters, she shall lose her Heart as well. In addition, if the burden upon them becomes too heavy, her Heart will break.

All Dolls start with the fetter "Dependent upon Treasure." Their Treasures are the foundation of the Dolls' Hearts, and they cannot do without them. Even if a Doll acquires additional Treasures, they will have "Dependent upon Treasure" only once. All Treasures share a single Fetter.

In addition to this, the Dolls possess various Fetters towards their sister Dolls. Please write down the name of each player's Doll and the Fetter you have towards them. To decide upon a Fetter, pick one from the Fetter Table. You can select one of your choice from among the ten listed, or roll a die for them.

At the time of creation, the Doll's Fetters begin with three madness in each of them. Please fill in these Madness Points upon the character sheet.

Fetter Table

This is the list of Fetters you can have for your sister Dolls and the effects they will have when they enter a state of Madness.

1. Hateful - You feel fierce hatred for her. The reason doesn't matter. Everything she does annoys you. How frustrating!
Open Hostility - During combat, Attacks you make that fail to hit an enemy will hit the target of the Fetter instead (if they are within range. If not, hit self) The target may choose where to take the damage.

"Wouldn't it be nice if she just fell to pieces?"

2. Possessive - You want to possess her. To make her your own and not let anyone have her. One could call it love, but it's more wicked than that.
Possessive Action - At the beginning and end of combat, choose a Part of the target's to deal 1 damage to.

"Your eyes... how beautiful they truly are."

3. Dependent - The target is someone you just can't live without. If they aren't there, you are nothing.
Infantile Relapse - Your Maximum Action Points decrease by 2.

"Don't leave me alone... waaah, I'm scared!"

4. Attached - You want to stay by her side. To always be wherever she is. You'll never, never be apart.
Relentless Observation - At the beginning and end of combat, the target receives a Madness Point upon her Fetter towards you (if she is already in a Broken state, this has no effect.)

"I'll always be watching you. Heheheh..."

5. Devoted - You're in love with the target so much it hurts. You don't want her to hate you. You can't take your eyes off her. It's embarrassing...
Self-Harming Action - At the beginning and end of combat, damage one of your own Parts.

"If she won't look at me, I don't need this body..."

6. Rival - You won't lose to her. It's not that you hate her. You just don't want to lose to her. You're rivals.
Excessive Competition - At the beginning and end of combat, receive a Madness Point upon a Fetter of your choice (if you are already in a Broken-Hearted state, this has no effect.)

"Just try and do better than me... if you can. Come on, try!"

7. Friendly - She's a friend and an important companion. As her dear friend, there's nothing you wouldn't do for her.
Inordinate Empathy - At the end of a Session, if the target of the Fetter has more damaged Parts than you do, take damage to Parts of your choice until you have the same number of damaged Parts.

"Your legs are gone? Don't worry, I'll get rid of mine too."

8. Protective - That girl's weak. She needs you to protect her. To help her. She can't do anything on her own.
Constant Contact - During combat, if you are in a different area from the target of the Fetter, you may not use Maneuvers that have an effect other than Movement. In addition, you may not use Movement Maneuvers upon targets other than yourself or the target of the Fetter.

"Don't take one step away. Because I've got to protect you!"

9. Idolatrous - You want to be just like her. She's everything that you long to be... that you wish you could be.
Impostor Delusion - During combat, if you are in the same area from the target of the Fetter, you may not use Maneuvers that have an effect other than Movement. In addition, you may not use Movement Maneuvers upon targets other than yourself or the target of the Fetter.

"Liar! My beloved sister would never say that! You're a fake! I won't be fooled!"

10. Trusting - Your heart is as one with her. You can trust her with everything. Whenever she's by your side, you can feel at ease.
Universal Suspicion - All of your Sisters and companions other than you receive a modifier of -1 to their Maximum Action Points.

"...You go first. I know you mean to shoot me in the back. I won't let you."

Character Sheet

Appearance:

Name:
Age (at death):
Initial Deployment:

Position:
Class:
Subclass:

Armament Points:
Mutation Points:
Enhancement Points:

Maximum Action Points: 6 + (additional AP from Parts)

Parts (Remember: [Timing/AP Cost/Range] Effect)
HEAD
*Brain - [Auto/0/Self] AP +2
*Eyes - [Auto/0/Self] AP +1
*Jaw - [Action/2/0] Unarmed Attack 1

ARMS
*Fist - [Action/2/0] Unarmed Attack 1
*Shoulder - [Action/4/Self] Move 1
*Forearm - [Check/1/0] Support 1

TORSO
*Spine - [Action/1/Self] One Maneuver you use on the next Count during this Turn has it's Cost reduced by 1
*Entrails - [Auto/0/Self] None
*Entrails - [Auto/0/Self] None

LEGS
*Bone - [Action/3/Self] Move 1
*Bone - [Action/3/Self] Move 1
*Foot - [Check/1/0] Hinder 1

Fragments Of Memory:
(You start with two. You can roll for them with a 1d100 or just pick two of your liking.)
Table 1
Table 2 & 3

Treasure: (Specify which Location it is attached to.)

Fetters:

Sample Characters

If you are having trouble creating characters, here are some pre-made Dolls ready to use!
Patchwork Alice
Abandoned Automaton
Trigger Happy Court
Outcast Holic
Utility Class Junk
Corpse Sorority

~OTHERS~

The Necromancer's Minions

Rarely do Necromancers deign to reveal themselves to the Dolls.

Instead, they oppose them with minions of their own.

TYPES OF ENEMIES
Legions
Necromancers' cannon fodder. Without any will of their own, they blindly follow orders. Outside of battle, they are used for physical labor. Since they exist in great numbers, Legions are thrown into many battles. As they mow down countless Legions in a single blow, the Dolls will truly realize what special existences they are.

A single Legion has no Location, no Parts, and will be destroyed by only 1 point of damage.

All Legions in the same area are treated as a single enemy (if there are ten of them, they will perform a single attack, not ten) and only when they are all destroyed do they cease to act. In other words, regardless of the hit Location, a Legion which does not receive at least 5 points of damage will continue to act.

As mentioned earlier, the usual effect of Dismemberment or Explosive attacks do not apply to Legions - instead, these properties double the damage they receive from attacks. In addition, Area Attacks against the Area they are in will also double the damage they receive (an attack that is both Explosive and an Area Attack will do 4 times the damage.) "Defend" Maneuvers take place after the damage multipliers have been applied. However, Maneuvers that negate "Dismember", "Explosive" and such effects will cancel the multiplier of those effects.

In certain circumstances, hordes of Legions may perform an action known as "Confluence." When "Confluence" is performed, the side with the higher Action Points may perform an additional Action Maneuver.

However, "Confluence" is performed at the end of the current Count. "Confluence" will not affect the number of Legions as considered for Attacks performed during the Count. In addition, Legions preparing in Confluence cannot move unless both move at the same time.

Example: In Limbo there are 15 Zombies, while in Hades there are 10. The Zombies in Limbo are hit by a Katana with a die roll of 11. They take (Damage 1 + Critical Hit Bonus 1) x (Dismember Multiplier 2) = 4 damage. There are now 11 Zombies remaining in Limbo.

When the Count reaches the Zombies' Action Points, the Zombies in Limbo use their 'Rend' attack on a Doll, while the Zombies in Hades shamble into Limbo. As it was performed on the same Count, the attacking Zombies have not yet Confluenced, but are treated as being 11 in number for the purposes of their Rend attack. With 11 Legions, "Rend" has an effect of "Unarmed Attack 1 + Chain 1." After the Zombies have completed their movement from Hades, there are 21 of them. Now that the two Legions have Confluenced into a single mass of 21, their attack has the property "Chain 2."

As the Action Point costs of "Rend" and "Shamble" differ, the Action Points remaining after Confluence are the higher of the two.

Horrors
Horrors are undead, mutants or robots given powerful augmentations for battle. Dolls who have gone completely mad are often turned into Horrors. While no more self-aware than beasts, Horrors have many abilities in combat. Encountering one is sure to lead to conflict. Horrors are easy to manage, even with several of them on the battlefield. Suited to be mild threats and leaders of Legions, they are not as mighty as Servants but can be made fairly powerful.

As mentioned earlier, Horrors do not have Locations. They are mere collections of Parts, and as long as an attack hits, the Necromancer will decide which of their Parts get damaged. The usual effect of Dismemberment or Explosive attacks do not apply to Horrors - instead, these properties double the damage they receive from attacks. "Defend" Maneuvers take place after the damage multipliers have been applied. However, Maneuvers that negate "Dismember", "Explosive" and such effects will cancel the multiplier of those effects.

Savants
Undead who possess wills like those of humans, but who serve the Necromancers. Although they take pride in their loyalty to the Necromancers, in truth they are no more than toys as well. The fact that most are girls, like the Dolls, is evidence of this. The Necromancers kindle their fervor in order to watch with amusement as they and the Dolls crush each other.

Savants are the only type of enemy able to converse with the Dolls. They make excellent villains and are suited to be the mastermind of any Scenarios.

Savants may confront the Dolls numerous times, as they are able to escape afterwards. Of course, if they are destroyed, they can also be rebuilt or recreated. As they were dead in the first place, even if one wipes out every last trace of a Savant, it's easy for the Necromancer to create a duplicate.

Savants have much in common with Dolls. Though they do not have Madness Points or Fetters, Dolls can use them as the target of Conversation Checks. If by holding a conversation the Dolls are communicate something to them, the Necromancer may allow the Dolls to form Fetters towards them. This is particularly suitable for Campaigns, where holding conversations with Savants may be an important means of removing Madness Points.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

~@Restalaan (YNG), @AzureKnight (VRA), @Lmpkio (TCA & MOR), @ShwiggityShwah~

"Excuse me, average boy. I never actually got the chance to thank you. You know, for saving me and all. I probably would've gotten out of the way in time and promptly dispatch that simpleton, but you have my gratitude regardless."

Vară Riemsianne

Neil smiled, not minding the nickname given. "Hey, it's no biggie. You saved me back, right?"

"I have to admit though, that was my first fight ever. In my entire life." Neil revealed. "Not that I'm a stranger to fighting, I saw much... but from a distance. To be part of the real thing? It's surreal." The boy chuckled. "I was actually frozen solid there. I thought... I thought I'd be sitting it out. But I saw you in trouble and I... just had to, you know?"

He appeared to want to say more but decided against it before finishing. "Thanks again, Vară."

~@13org (FYR), @AzureKnight (NAG), @Restalaan (DIT)~

"I... misjudged him. I might have misjudged humans as a whole race... Selfish... Greedy... Self destructive... They lack respect for their own... The don't value anything but their own desires. Not even life. Maybe the elders were right... A Viera belong to the woods. I wonder if the woods will welcome back with open arms again."

Freyr

Haley could not believe what she was hearing. "W-What're you saying? Are you- Are you leaving?!"

"Just like that? Someone gets pissy and you're ready to throw in the towel?" The Siren began to berate Freyr. "Come on Freyr, you're better than that. You've encountered the Varjans and you're gonna get discouraged by some callous jerk?" She sighed. "Besides, what about the other Humans you've met? You think plain ol' Neil back there is just as much of a jerk? Or that Maria girl in Boreal Port?"

It was then that Ditzy and Nagare who also had words for Freyr.

"Ms. Haley I hope you're not too upset either, I know he insulted you during all that."

Nagare

The Siren sighed. "...Well, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't affected but I'll be fine." Haley replied to the Dragon. "Thanks for asking."

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~@BKburke~

"Well...my name is John Clarke. As far as skills go, I may be the man you need to fix that hole. I did construction and engineering in my home town. If you can tell Bart to just get materials, I could do it. Actually, I don't think I brought the tools for it. I could head into the closest town and buy the tools and materials. Consider the tools payed for but I'll bart the bill on the materials. Anyway, aside from construction, I've been a blacksmith for awhile. I'm also a decent tailor so making clothes, armor, and weapons for the group wont be difficult if the need it. I'm decent with a weapon too."

John Clark

"W-Well, Bart already took most of the gold so... no gold for you." Neil replied, relaxing somewhat.

"And don't worry about the hole for now. If Bart comes back without anyone, we'll get you working. For now, you can take it easy for a while, maybe do a quest or two. The day's perfect for some adventuring." Neil suggested. "We actually have some requests posted at the Quest Board. Err, it's outside but I took a quick glance and there's a lot." He continued.

"But since you just came here, you are free to relax and explore the guild for the day. Of course, we expect you to pull your weight here but considering you're an engineer and knows how to fight, I'm sure that won't be a problem."

"Oh, I also can enchant items while I make them. My clothes are enchanted against wear and tear. I can do more than that but I thought I'd give an example. "

John Clark

"Oh, you can make stuff too and enchant them?" Neil repeated. "We actually have a forge behind the guild. And we also have Talia, our very own Cyclops smith. She usually in the forge but... we've yet to avail her services since our... usual fighters don't use weapons that much. Still, it's nice to have her."

"Do you wanna meet her? I believe she's at the forge right now. I believe she's also into construction and building like you are."

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Character List

(The players shown below are the active ones in the RP. The list is up-to-date as much as possible)

@A Lowly Wretch

Gangraena

Name: Gangraena.
Age: No one knows.
Pronouns: She/her/it.
Race: Reanimated.
Personality:

She is a friendly and optimistic war machine of a being.

Between the process of dying only to return again and her time spent beneath the waves she's definitely become what some would describe as "Odd". She almost never lets grim or depressing matters lower her spirits. Rare are the times that she isn't smiling and even then she is quick to snap back to her chipper self. The only thing that could really bring her down is boredom, something she's well acquainted with from her time at the bottom of the ocean.

Despite generally meaning well and generally being quite high in spirits there are times where her training as a paladin along with her history of combat definitely show. For her violence is always a ready solution and though she never holds too much hatred in her heart she'll quickly smash those who get in her way. She has never been the sharpest tool in the shed either and the reanimation followed with her time below certainly didn't help speed her wits up any.

Appearance:

She stands at an even six foot tall and weighs a solid one hundred and ninety pounds though most wouldn't be able to tell since she looks like she weighs half that. Most would assume a warrior such as herself would have sizable muscles but her body looks soft and feminine, at least the parts that remain. Given the fact she's animated with dark magic muscles are hardly necessary since biologically speaking she has no right to be moving at all, let alone with such strength.

Her skin is a blue tinged grey like that of a drowned corpse. Her body might be a bit less bloated than the average floater but she looks no less drowned. Her hair is a murky dark green, not unlike kelp. Her hair is straight albeit messy more often than not and cut just above her neckline. Her face while bearing some slender femininity is a bit rounder, a softer jawline with cheeks that are more full with a lower cheekbone that accentuates the eyes which... Well, require some explanation.

The sockets which once housed eyes are empty now. More than that the eyelids themselves are missing as well, leaving the eye sockets open up to the edges of the skull, leaving only the eyebrows. Inside the hollow apertures her eyes once occupied is a deep darkness, an abyss so black staring deeply into them can leave one's grip on sanity loosened. As though swimming in the shores of the fathomless darkness which appears to stretch on for eternity are two spheres of winding light in an unearthly yellow hue, one mote for each socket.

For attire she's clad in fighting garments. She wears a pair of brown animal hide pants and dons a tan hide tunic which comes down to her hips. Her tunic is tied with an off-white sash. Having seen much combat her clothes have a number of cuts and blood stains, most of the blood not being her own. Ordinarily she would be clad in a heavy assortment of armor but that's been taken from her after her recent post-post-mortem imprisonment.

Abilities/Powers:

She's been reanimated by a dark power that calls her physical form home. As such there's a number of changes to her, some simply being facets of being undead and others brought upon her by the dark one's power.

Firstly as a member of the undead she no longer holds the needs of the living. She does not need to eat, sleep, drink or even breath. Diseases and poisons sit idle in her flesh for her blood had ran still long ago. She no longer experiences fatigue and can exert herself endlessly without fail. While she no longer feels pain nor the comforts of warmth she still holds a dim sense of touch.

She has no eyes of the tangible variety but she can see perfectly fine, not only in the light but also in the darkness no matter how tenebrous it may be. This comes at the cost of being able to see in color, leaving her only able to see in shades of grey. She no longer holds any sense of taste or smell either.

In addition to the traits of her undead are the dark gifts bestowed upon her. She holds a strength far greater than any mundane man or beast. The entirety of her body is connected by this strange power so that even if an arm, a leg or even her head is removed she can control them no less than when they were still attached to her. Not only does this dark essence keep her flesh from rotting like some mere cadaver but it also protects her from the harsh tolls of the water. What else this power she's given entails is known only by the one who gave it to her.

Though sometimes a boon undeath carries a number of drawbacks as well. The most notable drawback is that as she is no longer alive her flesh does not knit together over time like the living do. While she may not decay every wound she receives never recovers. Her only means of maintaining structural stability is to patch together the skin with thread and, in more severe cases, to nail metal braces to the bone.

Equipment:

- Her weapon, A large ship anchor which has been covered with more than few centuries worth of rust, wielded by the loop it's tied by. It's attached to a chain which is wrapped several times around her left arm which is her dominant arm. Despite the endless years of rust the old makeshift weapon's thickness had ensured it's survival so far. It may be pocked and riddled with old barnacle shells but it still holds up to both the rigors of travel and the trials of combat. The chain attached to it's ring is a recent addition, the original one having broken apart deep below the waves quite a while ago. (Removed)

- Her armor. A collection of borrowed pieces from foes she has slain. Some parts are even segments of armor that have been strapped or crudely nailed onto preexisting articles. She tends to show preference towards heavier, more protective gear. (Removed)

Inventory: An old fishing rod. (Removed)

Origin:

Hers was a violent land. A land where sword and sorcery reigned supreme. Throughout the ages kingdoms rose and fell. One noteworthy group was The Order of The Divine Concord, humans who served the wishes of angels in exchange for their divine gifts. Those who were trained to fight for the order, by the order, were known as "Paladins". Throughout the years the order changed, growing and shrinking with the whims of fate but they clang ever tight to their sacred duty to serve the Divine Concord.

In this medieval stage of their world war was ever constant and life was never easy for those who called this world home. Peasants toiled, merchants traveled to sell their wares, knights fought almost constantly and priests were required to uphold the mandates of their divine benefactors. Not even kings had life easy for they still needed to earn the respect of their knights and the loyalty of the nobility.

Needless to say these lands were never short on strife.

At least there was always hope...

Backstory:

Her name was not always Gangraena. What it was has been forgotten for a very long time.

Her memory of her past is foggy, incomplete in parts. She remembered training. She recalled how to fight. She recalled the paladins, the holy order, the order her family belonged to. Their lessons, their tenets were lost to her. All that remained was that she loved her family. Her father was a proud paladin. He had taken it upon himself to personally train her over her other sisters. Her brothers all trained under the order itself but she trained under him.

Those were happy days. It had all come to a dead halt with the storm. She was on a ship, that much she remembers. There was a storm. Her trip had a purpose. She was to fight something, somewhere. What else there was to it escapes her.

It mattered little after it all went dark.

When she awoke she felt different from before. She hadn't noticed her lack of breathing nor the rest of her changes for that matter but she did notice she was in an unfamiliar place, underwater no less. She didn't know how to swim but even if she did it wouldn't have mattered. Her dominant arm was tied to her boat's anchor by it's very chains, weighing her down so she may walk instead. It was large but it was no effort to lift for her. Without paying it much mind she simply rested it on her shoulder like any old axe.

She had found herself in a temple of some sort, long sunken below the waves. The only evidence as to what was worshiped in these halls was shattered long ago, by who she did not know. What history these halls held was lost to her, lost beneath the waves where the world did it's best to forget it.

All she knew was that she was different now. She was never a sharp one but the reanimation process had effected her mind, damaging it to an extent in the process. Things that were once certain seemed hazy now. Faces, dates, goals and other such things were now harder to grasp. Her memory was fractured, partly on purpose and partly as a result of the flaws that occurred in her psyche.

Thanks to her special eyes she could see quite fine despite the fact she was in a pitch black temple so far below the ocean's surface that light no longer reached the trenches it sat within. She explored around until eventually she happened upon the exit. It was time to return to the world she knew... Or at least she would. Eventually.

_
From then on she simply walked about the ocean floor. She had no direction to follow so she'd simply walk until she ran into something and then try to walk around that. This continued for thousands upon thousands of years. Though long as such a trek might be it could of been shorter but she had a terrible sense of direction and often wound up walking in circles for countless years at a time. Sometimes she would fall into pits that could swallow mountains and occasionally she'd run into mountains that make those of the surface world seem pitifully small by comparison. Being a realm vastly larger than the surface land it's features often dwarfed those that appeared above

After such an unfathomably long time spent wandering the vast sea floor she eventually came upon a shore. Trudging up this deep sea creature of undeath continued along the sandy coast until she found a quaint little fishing village. At first the locals were terrified of her but after a while they came to accept that she meant no harm. She spent a fair amount of time among them, slowly learning their language and how to fish. Over the course of many generations she eventually got the hang of both.

Such was life until a humble mercenary company came through one day. They were a respectable bunch of warriors who needed a place to stay and restock their supplies. When they saw how strong Gangraena was they were thoroughly impressed. They offered her a place in their company if she wanted to fight alongside them. She accepted the offer and went along with them the day after. Since then she's fought many battles, now wielding her anchor as a tool of death rather than just an old keepsake. Over the years they'd lose men both to battle and to sickness. Eventually after a few bad bouts of combat the company was all but wiped out. It was just her and the captain who had suffered severe wounds towards the end of their last contract. He decided if he did survive his injuries he was just going to retire on what funds they had left. Unfortunately survival just wasn't in his cards this time.

Since fighting was what she knew best she decided to just keep up what she'd been doing so far. She traveled the land now a lone mercenary, killing for coin if only to afford repairs on her armor. In time however she soon found the days were growing shorter, even in the summers. The night started to claim the day and while she had no issues about it everyone else was in a panic. The Order of The Divine Concord served as a beacon, everyone flocking to their churches. They gained almost complete control of the kingdom in the wake of these apocalyptic times.

_
She began to see undead wandering the land as she traveled. They left her well enough alone so she did the same since they weren't much for conversation. The paladins didn't leave her quite as well alone however. Fight after fight she found herself attacked by unfamiliar paladins of an order now foreign to her. Their divine magic and arms were not enough to prevail over her superior strength and skill in combat. She felled all who sought to slay her, all the while confused as to why so many people with the same heraldry wanted her dead.

Before long she found herself constantly getting stuck in the middle of battlefields, caught in battles between the armies of man against legions of shambling dead. She was often times getting attacked by the side of the living on account of her being rather undead herself. Before she knew it she had unknowingly become the spearhead that would pierce the ranks of mankind and lead the undead into the heart of the kingdom, one victory at a time.

Not really aware of the fact that the people believed her to be the commander of the undead on account of her being the most intelligent and noteworthy of the undead hordes she continued well ahead of the army that was marching on the grand chapel. She didn't really see herself as apart of any force so she figured she'd traipse into town and maybe see about scoring another job for some more coin. What she wasn't aware of was that the high priest of the chapel had assembled a team of heroes chosen by the angels of the Divine Concord to go forth and slay her in an attempt to cripple the forces of darkness in their advance.

Upon her arrival the village was empty save these divinely appointed individuals. They proclaimed that she needed to die for the good of all mankind and thus they fought. It was a bloody battle and she had killed four of their team of eight, maiming another two before they finally overcame her. They had to hack off her head and all her limbs before they able to subdue her for good. Despite all their efforts however it seemed she would not die no matter how great their divine rites were.

Ultimately they were forced to drag her remained back to town. The chapel sealed her dismembered body away in a big ornate sarcophagus engraved with holy wards to trap her within. This sarcophagus was then locked deep within their reliquary, the safest vault they had left which they kept their holiest artifacts within. It was their hope that the presence of said artifacts would keep the forces of darkness from reaching her current prison.

_
It was no use. Though they no longer lost any more men to the cruel edge of her anchor they had experienced losses too great as it stood. Half of the great heroes of their order were slain by her and of the four that remained she had crippled two of them so badly they were of no use in battle. Worse yet the sun had ceased to rise and the undead seemed to rise endlessly, swarming the chapel which served as the last great bastion for humanity. No matter how many battles the paladins won the undead always returned in greater numbers with each passing of the moon. Little did they know the ancient temple had risen from the sea. The darkness it contained was pouring out freely across the land and sea now. Their world was being consumed, it was only a matter of time.

In the wake of their final battle the paladins and their heroes fought harder than ever before. Their darkest hour was punctuated with the greatest of their determination. No matter how hopeless the odds they cleaved into the hordes whilst unleashing bolts of destructive light upon the shambling cadavers. All in vain, their efforts wasted as one by one they fell only to join the forces they once fought. The heroes which remained lent all of their great power to aid in this last fight but they were too few and too late to stop the forces of darkness.

The ending was written well before this battle had even begun, they had only just begun to realize it as their forces were crumbling all around. In losing half of their team in taking down the undead general the heroes no longer had the means of fighting through to the heart of the darkness. The two of them could not have taken the fight back to them, not without the other six.

Once the last of the paladins fell humanity quivered in fear behind their walls. It was barely even a speed bump as the undead simply piled onto each other forming hills large enough for the rest to walk on over the walls upon. Once inside the final throes of mankind were far from quiet. As expected none were spared.

_
She did not know any of this however. Having been sealed in the box for humanity's final hours she only remembers waking up in a dungeon cell with her limbs reattached somehow.

Now she stands before her door eager to get back out there and have more fun.

For validation purposes only.

"LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI"

@ShwiggityShwah

Pox

The Man

The Mask

The Mask

"Don't let the mask scare you. I'm here to help, I swear. Think of me as the big bird of health. CuCaw."

Former Title: Apothecary Heriphox, Chirurgeon Prince of House Apothecary

Nickname/Alias: Pox, The Plaguelord, The Father of Crows

Name: Pox

Age: 33

Pronouns: He/Him

Race: Wood Elemental - Ashwood Line, signified by darken charcaol black skin with very bright willowy hair that grows long and quickly.

The Caleondian Empire was a major power on a world known only as Creation. The older sentient races blood mixed with that of spirits, gods, and elementals producing races that have a touch of magic in their form. Caleondia was built on a culture of arranged marriage and carefully managed eugenics, producing scions that further expressed the powers of the spirits and even reaching to tap into the power of ancient gods, draconic beings of pure elemental power. Every major house is said to have expressed one of the five elements with a long history of ancestral bloodlines.

Personality:
Pox is a man of contradiction, much like his House but there is something about him that remains genuine. He wants to bring some light back into this dark world. He flatters, he encourages, he studies and shares, bringing a sense of child like wonder with him. He loves to laugh and loves to bring cheer and loves to always learn. His curious mind will allow for nothing else. At the same time however, his look and position as an untouchable makes that quite difficult and he is evasive at best when it comes to questions about himself or House Apothecary. Indeed, he gets quite chatty when the conversation goes somewhere he'd rather it didn't, a tell tale sign that he's hiding something. His words are so prepared and reflexive that there is almost something uncanny about them, something unsettling. He can't help but sometimes giving into Gallows humor, considering how he is surrounded by pain and death for most of his life. Gotta stay positive in the face of horror.

Abilities/Powers:
As an elemental blooded, Pox gets some benefits as a results of his blood line, essentially his elemental nature expressing itself in a myriad of ways.

Racial Abilities:

• Sap Blood: Since most poisons and diseases are designed for an inherently animalian system, physical corruption finds little purchase in his partly plant like biology, making him extremely resistant to poisons and diseases.
• Photosynthetic: Sunlight and other sources of strong light are absorbed as nutrition, keeping him going for longer periods without eating. He cannot go without food indefinitely and he still needs water, probably more than a normal person does.
• Lifegiving: When Pox is healthy, his body gives back to the world like a tree or vine baring fruit. He grows edible flower buds in his hair, seeds flake off his skin, and fluids such as tears or blood taste as a very sweet nectar which is nutritious. These components are useful in draughts that are designed for healing or to produce wellness

Magic: Pox comes from a world of spirits and magitech. Magic is a very real and almost every day occurrence. It's study and use are practiced and institutionalized, and becoming a sorceror is an accepted occupation, if branded with a set of stigmas. Pox comes from one of the richest families in Creation and is himself a prodigy.

Support Magic

• Mend the Broken Flesh: A channeling spell. Pox motions his hands as if he is sewing a garment, carefully weaving, threading, knitting. While he works, wounds heal much much faster before parties very eyes. It is not an instant healing, but it is much more thorough that fast healing magic.
• Flawless Diagnostic Technique: With a few seconds of checking the pulse, looking into a patient's mouth, tapping a joint, and other mundane checkup tasks, Pox gets intuitive knowledge of what is exactly effecting the patient, even if its internal. Mundane afflictions are immediately understood but exotic or magic conditions require more study, he just knows that something is wrong and gets some idea of how its effecting the body.
• Contagion Curing Touch: With this lengthy ritual, Pox can attempt to rid a patient of a disease, even without the aid of medicines or instruments. Using acupuncture, he condenses the disease to a single point to be excised or expelled. The disgusting ball of corruption can be seized for other purposes, provided there is a way to store and preserve it...

Offensive Magic

• Choking Gas Cloud: A think bilous green vapor is expelled from Pox's mouth. It makes for great cover as it conceals him, and those within find breathing difficult. Lungs and eyes itch generally forcing organics to flee the area. This gas will not kill targets, only sending them into coughing fits until the gas dissipates.

Mundane Skills

• Medicine:
• Chemistry:
• The Healing Arts:
• Herbalism:
• Social Protocols:
• Academia:
• Geomancy:
• Artifact Craft:cloth, leather work, magitech, blacksmithing

Equipment:

• Tattered Leather Robes
• Sharp Shard of Glass wrapped with linens
• The Plague Lord's Mask - Synonymous to his being, Pox is not far from his stylized birdlike mask. It offers some protection from the outside world in the form of gases and such, but other than that it only stands as an unnerving reminder of the horrors of the days of the Contagion. Only time will tell if there are any additional enchantment imbued into such a legendary object.

Inventory:

• Some Empty Pouches
• Some Empty Glass Vials
• Needle and Thread
• Old Bandages

Origin:

Caelondia

Caelondia, The Center of Creation

Caelondia is an Imperial Oligarchy where the empire known as 'The Realm' is a collection of Noble Houses with each having its own Military, Political, and Economic Power. The Realm is intentionally created in such a way that all facets of production and organization are meant to further the ambitions of the Houses and there is an air of open cooperative spirit and hidden competitive agendas. The Realm follows a mantra of excellence, achievement, all backed with financial, martial, bureaucratic, and even, magical power. To these ends, things like slavery and exploitation of other cultures is seen as normal and acceptable. After all, the Realm is the great defender of Creation, providing to the stability and prosperity to the lands outside of its massive continent island. Outside of the island, the Realm has a strangle hold on claimed 'satraps' city states that gets loser as one goes farther out. Seen from within as great benefactors, other nations of the world of Creation see them as nothing but spoiled inbred lords that think they already own the world.

Creation is a magitech world. Magic is plentiful if regulated, and the gods and spirits are actually everywhere
and their worship is prevalent. This isn't a good thing as much of Creation is still unclaimed and possess many dangers, from man eating predators to hostile elementals. The architecture and vibe is loosely based on Shinto or East Asian themes.

Backstory:
The little lordling grew up the apple of his family's eye. Brilliant, clever, and a willing student, he excelled in his primary and secondary schools and seemed to be an exemplar for House Apothecary. The House was minor compared to the main Noble Houses but provided the alchemical reagents that went into the creation of artifiice. The House owned all the premier hospitals and medical churches and made fortunes on longevity drugs. The young lord took to these trades like a bee to honey.

He however was unskilled when it came to the cutthroat politics of the Noble Houses and slowly distanced himself from the meaningless power plays and red tape. A marriage was arranged, and while he liked his bride to be well enough, she didn't, finding the odd and cryptic tendencies of the apothecaries to be quite revolting. Finding very little acceptance at home, Pox went abroad on 'field surveys' for new magics and new reagents for their trade. While in the 'threshold' Pox experienced life and the suffering outside of the civilized and rich land owned by the Realm. Disease was everywhere, with causes blaming the taxation of the Realm that left its satraps starving. Creating an artifact of his own, his signature mask, he walked with pride among lepers and plague, tending to whomever needed him.

Then the darkness came. An invading force without number that stormed in from the far flung reaches of Creation towards the center. Pox found himself out of the healing houses and onto battlefields, refining his healing magic to something akin to the spread of poison, disease, and entropy. Pox himself even organized an operation meant to inflict a terrible pandemic on the invading forces. This Contagion felled legions, enemy and ally alike, earning him the cruel and fearful names that would haunt him to this day.

It only halted the advanced, delaying them. It wasn't enough, and instead put a target on his back. He defended his triage tent like a demon, felling dozens with medical implements and forgoing his magics to prevent more harm. He was overwhelmed.

And fell. Another feast for the crows.

Other: Pox's coping mechanism is to talk alot and have a hopelessly optimistic disposition. Despite being a lord, he is quite servile when it comes to the health of those around him. Despite the need for him to perform his atrocities, he cannot come to grips of the evils he had committed, and thus is seeking atonement. He wears the mask as a reminder of the horrors he had wrought.

He is also deeply religious. He prays to the gods each morning and evening, offering small sacrifices each day. In his home, he would sometimes commune and be aided by the spirits he shows honor and devotion to, mostly those of health, fertility, peace, wood, seasons, and earth. Religious iconography, temples, holy relics, and ancestor grave sites are thing he holds in high esteem, never taking from such sites unless absolutely necessary and not without much self imposed restitution to the memory of the spirit.

LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI

@Veradana

River Fein

Nickname/Alias: The Star-Winged Archer
Name: River Fein
Age: 23
Pronouns: Female
Race: Winged-People

Personality: Although she’s perfectly happy being on her own, she always feels more at ease when she’s among other people. She’s been a wanderer for several years at this point and has trouble settling down anywhere, and she gets restless when she nowhere to go or nothing to do. She’s always taken pride in her skills and in her family, even among people who wouldn’t recognise either. Since her capture, she’s somewhat more irritable. She doesn’t understand why she, of all the people of her world, would be spared. There’s nothing left for her to go back to anymore.

Appearance: River is about average height, and has a trim, muscular build. She keeps her auburn hair tied back and has two feathers, a loon’s and a snowy-owl’s, tied into it in memorial of her parents. Her own wings are those of a common-loon and they’re large enough that the tips reach near her ankles. She has red-ish eyes and brown skin. Her clothes are plain and unadorned.
Abilities/Powers: Has no skill in magic. Although, if she’d bothered to study it she would have found an affinity with magic based in water or ice manipulation.

She is skilled in archery, using it primarily to hunt for food, although the potential for winnings from a competition would easily draw her in.

Equipment: A hand-made bow and quiver of arrows, along with a chest guard for archery, and a multi-purpose knife.
Inventory: A flute, a coin purse, and a small bag of miscellaneous tools. All but the flute was taken when she was captured.

Origin: The Republic of Ferriveil, one of several countries on the continent, had known relative peace for years. Although River’s uncle would occasionally tell her of his time as a soldier, he had only seen small skirmishes. The majority of the populous were either Winged-People, or Humans, but with the wars in the southern Kingdom of Eryllan, the population of the Animal-People grew steadily over the years.
Backstory: River’s parents were merchants, although she was raised by her uncle from a young age when her parents were killed in a massive storm that also destroyed her childhood home. He taught her everything she knows about archery and living off the land. They lived on their own in his home in the mountains that bordered the country.

When she was a child, they moved to one of the major cities while her uncle was recruited as a body-guard. While there, River be-friended a young page along with some of the other children. She honed and refined her skills with a bow. After they left that job, River began her life of wandering, and her uncle returned to his mountain home.

It was only by chance that she encountered Kazzok.

" 'LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI' "

@Eisenhorn

Lashiel Voss

Former Title: Church Reclamation Officer

Nickname/Alias: L or Lash

Name: Lashiel Voss

Age: Early thirties (31)

Pronouns: She/Her

Race: Crimson Branded

A by product of experimentation by the Mages of Istvargrad into finding the source of the constant stream of relics, the backlash of energy after a failed attempt to breach a gate left behind by a relic left a stain on the fabric of the realm. This would result in certain newborns having a brand somewhere on their body, signifying mutation depending on the color. The Church decried them as spawns of evil, as the coloration of their brand would mean different sorts of effects and "powers", though scholars maintained that these were little more than biological mutations from exposure to the oft mutagenic properties of the energy released. There were a handful of documented variations in branded, forcing an addendum to the branded classification dependent on the color, as various colors had common traits between them.

Crimson Brands, derogatorily referred to as "hot bloods" or "forge whelps", tended to be the most resilient out of the Branded. Boasting an unnaturally high self healing rate, the reason why is apparent when their blood is spilled since, moments after, the spilled blood will combust and set fire to the most whatever the blood landed on. This means injuries will self cauterize, aiding in the healing process, though external help in binding wounds or other healing efforts fail, for fairly obvious reasons. Their blood, when properly extracted, also makes for a potent power source, spawning a new generation of crude alterations of steam tech to run on their blood, often times grafted and installed onto the limb that bears the brand to "get the most potent source of the blood possible". Besides the mutations from the Brand, they are effectively human and can, and often did, have human offspring, confounding efforts to pin down precisely what caused a child to be born Branded.

Personality:
Lash is a fairly gruff, no nonsense, and pragmatic soul to be dealing with on any given day, though hints of a wry sense of humor hint at something under the surface. She is a highly private person, however, mostly since her career of choice ended up being a rather lonesome one, and tends to stonewall or otherwise react poorly to prying questions. She will volunteer information as she deems fit, and will frankly tell others her feelings on a matter otherwise. The amount of distrust from her, sometimes reluctant, employers meant that she is always expecting treachery from those she has to work with, making it a slow process to actually trust and open up enough to work with someone outside of a professional setting. She is also fiercely proud of her work, despite it being glorified grave robbing, having been able to make ends meet in a sanctioned manner unlike many of her kin who either ended up in bonds or as petty criminal enforcers, agents, or other useful bodies in a criminal syndicate.

Abilities/Powers:
Crimson Brand Physiology: A byproduct of what she is, Lash has all the benefits and drawbacks of being among the Branded. Her blood will combust when spilled or extracted incorrectly, which not only self cauterizes a wound but also acts as a means of self defense since the unaware will suddenly have burning blood flying about. Curiously, the blood's combustion doesn't destroy any articles of clothing worn by the Branded, though this protection doesn't extend to their flesh and blood. As a side effect, their bodily functions are capable of healing wounds and injuries at an alarmingly fast rate, meaning that unless an outright lethal amount of damage is done, its likely for her to recover in a timely manner.

Brand Extraction Implants: Despite the misleading name, and general hatred that Lash has for the device, it is an integral part of her now. Removal of the device would be, at best, a lifetime crippling injury and, more likely, a lethal event. Fortunately, it is sturdy and designed for combat, meaning that if an incoming blow would destroy the device, odds are it would just kill Lash outright as well. Fortunately, this device gives her means of employing her blood's properties without just constantly cutting wounds and trying to splash enemies with the blood before it combusts. The extractors in the device, which are linked to her arm's arteries, can draw out blood to maintain tanks in the armored gauntlet device running along her left arm. This can be used to either fuel converters that let her, in short, launch blasts of electricity or launch small balls of the blood at high velocity, meaning that it is, effectively, pyromancy without the magic. Of course, she cannot just keep doing this as blood loss can eventually take hold, but thanks to her physiology, she can get away with more than one might think.

Grave Robber: Despite the formal title, Lash is pretty much a grave robber, and anyone who could afford to have Relics buried with them would have elaborate means to protect their buried treasure. This means that, besides being skilled at infiltration and stealth (as to avoid formal discovery by guards around such burial sites), she has had to learn how to detect, disarm, and even make her own traps when the need arose. And, when in doubt, leg it and live another day, so fast on her feet rounds out the talents and skills she picked up from grave robbing, or as the Church preferred, Reclamation of Sacred Relics.

Passable Fighter: While not as comfortable with it as, say, frontline soldiers or captains in the guard, Lash is perfectly capable of defending herself should she run afoul of nosy guards or furious nobles. Preferably, her reinforced shovel is her go to weapon, which gets her routine ridicule from fellow robbers that carry shortswords or other weapons suitable for close in work. But, as she points out, she'd rather just cave some poor sods head in or use the sharpened edges of the shovel to get a problem sorted out.

Equipment:
Reinforced Shovel: Lash jokingly refers to this as her "Master Key", and it sees as much use as a proper shovel as it does a means of forcing entry and defending against guards, traps, and other problems that might arise when one goes robbing noble graves and tombs. The shaft is reinforced to be able to parry and block blows, while the actual shovel portion was sharpened and weighted to make bashing more effective. She will be rather furious about it being removed from her person. (Currently Missing)

Inventory:
Nothing Worth Noting

Origin:

Istvargrad

A realm of sprawling cities, often times built on top of those that had come before them, many go their entire lives without ever seeing nature outside of scant few trees, weeds, or roots. Magic exists, of a sort, though those gifted with the ability to utilize said magic liken it to more of being a conduit for powers outside their control, or even understanding, than conventional control over the arcane. As such, magicians were viewed with great distrust, skepticism, and often times ostracized and hunted over problems that routinely plagued the land, either to try and fix them or punish them for causing them. Banditry and organized crime are as common as the official powers that be, a classical Monarchy who's ruling head changes almost as often as the months passed, due to political intrigue, assassination, or just plain bad luck. Guards and soldiers were crooked, and pretty much the entire land ran off crime, organized as it was, and if one wanted to actually get something done, they went to the Robber Barons.

Of course, the most lucrative trade for the crooks and thieves was in the dealings of Relics. A catch all term, for items that sort of fell from between the cracks and ended up in their world. Magicians and self styled scientists alike paid almost as much to get these Relics, as they did to keep their rivals from getting them. Good scouts and sharp eyes to find proper Relics, or a silver tongue to pass off fakes as the real deal, were prized among such rings as much as a steely gaze, steady sword arm, and complete lack of morals might be. The Church employed its own cadre of grave robbers, or in their words "Reclamation Officers" to go into graves and tombs of nobles or magicians that were suspected to hoard illicit relics and reclaim them, paying their teams a living wage for doing so. It also was one of the only ways for Branded to avoid persecution and hunting by the Church, yet most Branded only took up such a job once actually hunted down and cornered by the Church.

Officially, the Church held say over all things related to the arrival of new Relics, though in practice even the Crown overlooked the trade as it often lined his own pockets and coffers with illicit gold, fueling the Church's need for its Reclamation branch. That being said, about the only thing that could unite the disparate groups of Istvargrad would be an outside threat, as the Robber Barons, Church, and Monarchy distrusted each other to the point that all out war would, to an outsider, be all but guaranteed. Of course, Kazzok's arrival was one such threat, and a stiff resistance was put up, but we all know how such fights turned out by now...

Backstory:
Istvargrad was one of the largest cities of the realm, not so much a single settlement as a sprawling mass of civilization. Humanity as it was known was, by far, the most dominant species present, though compared to other world's versions, the humans of Istvargrad were hardy and resilient against trauma and disease. Elves circulated as concubines and entertainers among the noble courts, moonlighting as assassins and masters of alchemy for those with coin or information to spare. Dwarves and halflings, lumped together in the poor quarters, ran bars, taverns, and and places of business as readily as a human. They would also turn their deft fingers to locksmithing, lockpicking, and the production of clever trinkets and tools for the trade of crime. Indeed, one would be safe to say that the realm of Istvargrad was, indeed, one that ran on crime, either the engaging in, or fighting of, it.

Crime, and the Robber Barons that ran the highest levels of it, knew where the profit was. Relics, strange objects and contraptions that fell into their world due to the weakened walls of their world and sold to the highest bidders. The Church and, officially, the Monarchy would oppose them in a three way struggle for power, the Church seeing them as holy objects, trappings of a faith that had once sustained the barriers of their world and protected them from outsiders. The Monarch saw them as leverage against the Church and its enforcers, and the Robber Barons? Money, money to whichever noble, scientist, magician, or eccentric could pay the most coin. Entire bands of rogues, thieves, thugs and assassins would form around individuals with the skill and know how to track down and secure these items. Little did Istvargrad know, in all its constant focus inwards, that the slowly increasing tide of Relics was a sign of its impending doom.

Lashiel Voss was born with the brand on her left palm, which was unfortunate due to how difficult to conceal it would be. Yet she would do so, keeping a close eye on the Church parties that swept the poor districts routinely, searching for newborn branded to be snatched away. Having to abandon her birth parents at a young age, as they planned to turn her over for the bounty on all Branded, she would end up running with a gang of thieves and crooks for awhile run by a fellow who folks called Walker. She worked as their entry specialist, getting people in and out of areas, slipping in wherever one might think to need someone skilled in breaking and entering. Walker would be the first to find her Brand, and to her surprise he didn't turn her over to the Church, instead keeping her clear of jobs dealing with the Church from then on out. Of course, good luck doesn't run forever, and she got picked up by the Church in an unexpected raid.

Normally a Branded of her age should have been executed, but the official in charge of her trial had owed a favor to Walker and he had called it in, to give her an option. Execution, or enlist with the Reclamation Branch. While it would, officially, put her opposed to her old boss, it gave her a chance to find a way out. She had to undergo the rather gruesome and painful grafting of the Brand Extraction Implants, though she survived and, despite the stigmata such a thing carried, had to acknowledge its usefulness in her new job. She spent several years robbing graves, growing to be proud of the job she was doing despite it having been forced, though she turned a blind eye to certain shadows where they weren't supposed to be and worked just a tad slower every now and again, just for old times sake. Whether Walker had called in that favor to benefit him and his crew, or to bail her out, it wasn't something she was going to forget, and planned to eventually escape from the Reclamation branch and join back up with Walker's crew.

Of course, the invasion by Kazzok changed all of this. Walker got drafted as a Ranger Captain, and the Reclamation branch was drafted to help build fortifications and defend them alongside Church militant groups. While they looked down on a Branded, she was sanctioned all the same, so they helped stiffen the backbone of the best equipped to defend and slow down Kazzok and his forces. Between their stiff resistance and the guerilla efforts by the auxiliaries led by Walker, they were able to stall the inevitable for several years, though Istvargrad would end up being the last city left. Lash would assist in scorched earth tactics, putting her burning blood to use to put entire districts to the torch, rigging them to be impassable and force the legions into where the defenders wanted them to go, and she got a reputation for a Church sanctioned devil, putting the torch to things that could not be saved to prevent them falling to Kazzok. They continued being pushed back, however, and when the Magician's quarter erupted in a sphere of light, leaving it a barren husk, the defensive lines collapsed and the survivors fell back to the Monarchy district.

While Walker and the remaining soldiers dug in on the bridge, Lash would help dig and burrow towards the coast, trying to dig a way for those too young, infirm, or otherwise incapable of defending and fighting to the last. There was some hope that the docks had a boat that hadn't been damaged or torched and could put to sea and head for parts unknown. It was better than dying at the hands of Kazzok's forces. With the sounds of fighting in the manor above announcing the defenses had been breached, and Walker likely dead, Lash ran back headlong into the manor, to defend the tunnel entrance and buy the diggers a scant few moments more to try and finally breach out. Whether they did or not, well, Lash wouldn't be able to tell as, despite her best efforts and nearly killing herself expending her blood into the device strapped on her arm, she was overwhelmed and consciousness fled from her mind.

Other:
During dry spells, Lash would assist local graveyards in digging graves, putting her shovel to honest work and giving her an understanding of funeral rites and basic prayers, giving her a bit of spiritual understanding.

Current Theme Song

LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI

@Chiro

Nale the Fate-seeker

Former Title: Nale the Fate-seeker
Name: Nataniel Molinero
Age: 24
Pronouns: Male
Race: Hero, formerly human
Personality: Though not as easily excited as in his youth, the mysteries of the world continue to fascinate Nale. He’s curious and inquisite, wanting to know more of that which he doesn’t. During the mission he takes a serious attitude and will save any ally and innocent he can. He prefers studying a situation over jumping into danger, but can throw caution into the wind, if an opportunity to be the hero of the hour presents itself.
Appearance: Short and scrawny Nale ain't that impressive in appearance, but appearances can fool you. He has a tanned skin, short black hair and brown eyes. Nale's body has over the years been filled with scars from confrontations with monsters. Nale wears a Heroes’ Guild uniform of brown leather trousers, jacket, boots. gloves and a capotain hat. Nale also has a necklace with a golden circle, a symbol of he Guild’s membership.
Abilities/Powers:
Strenght
+ Arete of Hiding: Nale can hide himself so well that he literally can’t be discovered. As long as he is in a spot that can conceal himself completely (in a corner, behind a rock etc.), it will be almost like he wasn’t there at all. Nale can’t hide, if there are no hiding spots, and disguises work only as well as they would on a normal person. He is also visible when he attacks from his hiding spot, though he knows how to take down a target quickly before hiding again. Objects and people he holds cannot be spotted either, provided the hiding place can conceal them, but they can be spotted if Nale leaves them.
Weakness
- Hamartia of a Gloryhound: Ironically for someone who is good at hiding, Nale graves attention. Being praised as a hero is like a narcotic to him, and if a chance to gain fame presents itself, Nales takes it.
Other Abilities
Besides Arete, Hero trained by the Guild needs to be a jack-of-all-trades. Nale is a skilled knifefighter, though no duelist. He is observant and good at listening, which is useful for spying. He knows how to climb mountains and buildings, as well as jump far and ride a horse. Nale possesses great knowledge of the supernatural, necessary for a hero. He knows how to cook and speaks five languages (Metamundian tongues, though).

Equipment: None at the moment. Before their cofiscation, Nale mostly used seven daggers, each made or coated in one of the seven alchemical metals (lead, tin, iron, gold, copper, mercury and silver) as weapons against creatures. He also has an eight, steel dagger, to use against normal enemies.
Inventory: None at the moment. Before capture Nale had a wide variety of survival equipment. Rope, lint, eating utensils, a small pot, bedroll, a small tent and some travel rations. He also had a compass and a book of different kinds of creatures of Metamundus.
Origin:

Metamundus

Metamundus is a world full of magic and creatures, where only one rule is constant: No Strenght without Weakness. In other words, whatever powers you gain makes you vulnerable to something else. Metamundus is not a unified world, but is instead splintered into several countries with distinct languages and cultures. Whatever magic and/or creatures dominate varies according to time period. The current period is known as the Age of Order. There is not much magic at the moment and creatures tend to stay in hiding. But from time to time a monster appears to cause trouble, and that is when they need heroes. Heroes can work independently, or join an organization of some kind. The most prestigious hero organization on Metamundus is the Heroes’ Guild of the Malana Kingdom. Technological marvels of the Age of Order include full-rigged ships, cast iron and cannon. Feudal kingdoms are giving way to nation-states and absolute monarchies, printing press makes literacy widespread, and celestial navigation brings explorers to new lands beyond the sea.

Backstory: Nale wanted to be a hero as long as he can remember. The opportunity came when an Oracle visited his home village. However, Nale was shocked to discover that his destiny was not to be a hero. In fact it appeared he had no destiny at all. The Oracle, fascinated by the theoretical impossibility that Nale was, requested that the boy joins her on the Journey to Malana's capital, not to become a student at the Hero Academy he had wished, But to the Grand Temple of Order for studies. Later one night, unwilling to spend the rest of his life being researched by the oracles, Nale attempted to do something none had done before, sneak into the Hero Academy and study being a hero in secret. He managed to get in, but eventually was intercepted by the guards. The Grandmaster of the Heroes' Guild was impressed by the fact that Nale could get even to the walls of the academy, and let him join the other apprentices. It was then that Nale learnt his Arete of hiding, and gained the Hero's Name, Fate-Seeker, after the fact that his destiny has not been seen.

Over the following years Nale learnt how to be a hero. He has been an Apprentice at the school, Sidekick to professional adventurers, and now, having graduated from the academy, a Journeyman. He has fought vampires, faeries, witches, spirits and creatures stranger still, and travelled all across the lands of Metamundus. But the reason why Nale seemingly has no destiny has remained a mystery.

But then a new enemy appeared. seven alchemists, who called themselves the "Body of Kazzok", declared their intention to take over the land in the name of "King Kazzok"

Nale joined other Heroes and Creatures in saving the land from this strange alliance and their servants. Nale, master of hiding, infiltrated the base to spy on the Body’s plans and capabilities. It was then that he discovered Kazzok’s plan. As a spirit without body he needed a vessel to enter a realm, which would make him invincible. The Body intended to sacrifice themselves to give Kazzok an actual body. Using this knowledge Nale sneaked into the portal room just as Kazzok was about to appear. Before the Body could finish the ritual, Nale took out his mercury dagger and plunged it into Kazzok’s spiritual essence, vaporizing him. The Body, bound to Kazzok, died with their master. Nale walked out of the base into the crowd of celebrating people…

…And woke up to find himself in a pillory inside a dungeon of some kind, Kazzok’s Brain looking at him mockingly. The Brain revealed that the whole opportunity to kill Kazzok was only in Nale’s head, an illusion designed to take advantage of his Hamartia. Kazzok’s Brain thanked Nale for allowing them to finish their real job and left the broken hero to wallow in his misery.

'LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI'

@DocRock

Son of the Wind

Appearance

Former Title: Professor Selphia

Nickname/Alias:
Son of the Wind
Drake of Light
Dragonic Indy

Name:
Christian Selphia

Age:
While Chris's actual age is unknown, he appears to be in his mid thirties.

Pronouns: Male pronouns

Race:
Divine Dragon/Draconian Hybrid

Personality:
A calm, relaxed fellow, who always tries to secure a peaceful, good solution to a problem, but possesses extensive strength of character, the type of person to lead a band of fighters into battle with ease. That isn't to say he has moments of sadness, or low periods, but rather that he tries his best to remain strong for others, to keep morale up.

Abilities/Powers:
Blood of the Goddess: A potent ability that all Runemons have, but placed upon steroids. Runemons naturally generate the energy that they survive on, but Divine Dragons possess the power to filter Runic Energy from their home realm atop the prior natural generation. The rate of transference is generally based on the amount of Rune in the environment around. This aspect shuts off when either cut off from the Forest when in another world, or if a jamming situation is set up.

Runemancy: A way of referring to the ability to manipulate Rune, both in the user and in the environment. Rune has a variety of applications, and skills based in the Rune System are a measurement of a person's knowledge, as memory loss will damage skill levels. Chris, as a Divine Dragon's offspring, has elemental affinity for wind and electricity(both being the same element in lore), the former boosts his defense, the latter his speed when overhealing occurs. He can also use the other six major elements, having a strange affinity for the element of Light, but the rest are used with less adeptness. He also possesses skills in most forms of weapons, but has the most skill in long swords. He can heal allies, cure status ailments, and even open rifts in space-time, so long as there's enough Rune in the air and his body to make the rifts work. Overusage of Rune can cause a user to pass out, and in extreme cases, die. Storing more Rune in the body than can be safely held(which rises over time due to training) will cause instability in the mind, and slowly cause a person to lose themselves, as their body, mind, and soul are corroded by the overdosage of Rune, slowly drawing them into the Forest of Beginnings. While a Divine Dragon's child, Chris still runs this risk, of pulling himself back into the Forest if he's not careful.
Note: This is a slimmed down version of what Rune really is like, as I didn't want to bore folks with extensive info. The other major elements are earth, water(sub-element is ice), fire, light, darkness, and love(healing element). There's also other stuff, but I'd rather ignore their existence(mind control and memory manipulation is...yeah)

Dragoncraft:

Descendants of the Draconians possess a type of setup known as the "Signature Skill" system. Taking the form of a skill tree that grows as the user ages and trains, the type of Signature Skill they possess was originally randomized from generation to generation, producing often bizarre results. However, after the fall of their home world, the bloodline of Drakos, descended from a Draconian with Genecraft were modified. Their powers were stablized, generally dealing with the theme of "craft" or the "essence of something." This could be influenced by nature(who their father or mother was determines the possible skill tree if triggered at birth), and nuture(environmental conditions and the non-draconian parent, if present, can influence what the power is). Generally, a Draconian will determine their power early on. Some can go their entire lives without discovering their power, though this became less common with the stabilizing of bloodlines. Enter Chris. Due to his exposure as a child to the diverse dragon populations of his home world, his Signature Skill became Dragoncraft, a skill tree dealing with the concept of essence of dragons.

As he's still rather young, and unlike other variants(such as Prime), Chris's skill with Dragoncraft is minimal. He can look at a dragon and most of the time know what kind they are, speak a variety of dragon languages, but he doesn't possess the power to conjure aspects of dragons, such as using their powers, or for that matter, create dragons, or summon them. He's still learning.

Drake of Light: More a ceremonial title, but refers to his place in his pantheon, though he's unaware of this. This is where his affinity for light comes from. At some point he'll gain access to it, but till then, he's just a seemingly "normal" wind dragon. Unlocking it will increase his power over light, shifting his overall affinity to it, and thus become the symbol of hope that was stated at his birth. Not that he'd fight for such.

History: He's a skilled historian, due to his years spent as an archeologist, traveling multiple worlds. His knowledge on a variety of topics makes for interesting dinner conversation, but can sometimes be...difficult to work with.

Charisma: He's just a naturally charismatic fellow, and almost seems to have that kind of aura that makes one at least consider giving a moment of their time to listen.

Equipment:
Rune Force(Draconian Wish): A divine construct taking the form of a long sword, that is held one handed by the Drake of Light. Channels his Rune power through it, boosting his ability to fight. Forged by his ancestor's God of the Forge as their world was dying, it's true form is unknown, though Chris has commented that it possesses the nature to change appearance based on who wields it, or might even not be directly there, and what Chris wields is merely a projection of it. Linked to his mind, others can hold it, but the blade seems to judge those who pick it up, and only those deemed "worthy" can wield it in Chris's stead. His father wielded a version of it before Chris, but lost his access when he turned to the dark side.
Notes: If this seems a bit odd, its because its based on a counterpart item of the same name, whose lore was a work in progress, as I refined it. This I can easily fix up as needed though.

Book of Rune Magic: A spell book that contains a variety of Rune Abilities, both weapon skills and magic skills, as well as recipes for crafting, forging, cooking, and other details. Helps in casting, but must be fed Rune to use the Abilities, and can be used to help channel and focus the power needed to conjure "forbidden" magic, such as massive blasts of light magic, or even summon attacks said to be used only by the gods themselves. Chris possesses no knowledge of these higher end spells, and the book is indirectly tied to his knowledge, so if he were to say, lose his memories, it would in turn have pages go blank. Its a fun little thing. In effect its his research into Rune magic, a road walked by other wizards and magicians.

Storm Wand: A lower end magical staff that is said to hold the power to call down storms. Highly recommended to not use it indoors you lunatic. He doesn't use it often, if at all, really only carrying it to remind himself of his mother.

Health Potions: Simple enough, heal health.

Inventory:
Book of Dragons: Chris's field notes regarding both his powers over dragons, and his research into the countless races of dragons. Worth a fortune. The book is somehow bigger on the inside than it seems, and in his personal opinion, is one of his life's works, due to it being a chronicle on the dragons he has encountered. Each dragon gets a hand drawn picture that seems to come alive when looked at. The text shows his devotion, bordering at times on overload from the wealth of information at hand.

Book of History: A book akin to the Book of Dragons, that contains records on the events Chris has either looked into, or borne witness to. Written in a master's hand, each page holds priceless information, and carefully drawn images at various points almost seem to give one the impression that the events are occurring in real time.

Wallet: Contains some cash, some cards, and pictures of his family.

Origin: A world traveler, Chris hailed from one of the many worlds tied to the World Tree that made up the Forest of Beginnings' core,the land enriched by Rune. Having left his home world behind when he was young, and having only visited a time or two after, he considers the world he crashed into his home.
Backstory:
War. That was the backdrop to his life. His father, a former egoistical dragon who had intially seeked merely to rebuild the stellar empire of his ancestors, fell into darkness, and attempted a coup against the gods. During the civil war that raged for two short, but seemingly long years, he was eventually defeated, and imprisoned in another plane, while the young Chris, intially raised to be the sword of the gods, his older sister to become the leader one day, fell through a hole in time, after witnessing the death of his sister. Dropping into an alien world, the resulting trauma caused Chris to supress his memories. Only ten years old, the young seemingly human was found by a couple, and taken in, nursed back to health, before they soon learned his real nature as a dragon. When he was twelve, a cut revealed the scales beneath his skin, but the couple weren't frightened. No, they saw this as a gift from their god, to be given a son, when they had been unable to have children. The world he had fallen into was a world on the brink of global war, as nations stood at each others throats. On one side, humans, on the other, animals who had been mutated into humanoids, and other mythical creatures. In the midst of this, Chris lived.

Living in his world's equal to Europe, namely Italy, Chris eventually enrolled in an academy specializing in history, something he had grown to love, realizing that perhaps by learning about the past, he could reclaim his own memories. He left college fast, his strength and tenacity landing him a position as an archeologist on a government team, exploring a set of ruins in his new worlds version of Africa, that suggested alien life had visited before. These ruins awoke parts of his memories, and Chris realized where he had come from. For a moment, he was transported to his home world. For that singular moment to his comrades as he'd stood before a mural of the Skymother, he'd been frozen, but on the other side, days passed, as he learned the truth. What had happened. His hand pulled away, the red haired archeologist looking down to the bare skin, seeing energy glowing, realizing what he was. His world was seemingly gone, and to the shock of his teammates, as he looked back, he seemed...different. Not in a bad way, just, as if he was trying to make sense of something.

They returned to camp, but when he woke the next morning, there was a sword in a scabbard, and a staff beside it, a note attached, that while written in an alien tongue, he knew. A message from his mother, saying that while their world was dying, as darkness began to befall it, so long as they were never forgotten, they would keep living. The items had been sent with as much power as she could spare, before she and the other deities of her world had gone to engage the new threat. For Chris, this broke him, realizing he would never see the lands of his home world again, as far as he knew. His mother was gone, the Skymother who had spent centuries relative to their world searching for him, was no more.

He told his teammates nothing, and they returned. In his report, Chris recorded that while he had a theory about the source of the ruins, that he'd have to do more time researching. And in secret, with the help of what he'd learned on the other side, began to practice his people's magic again. He fell in love, married a former secret agent who had been the result of a science program to use the mystical creatures' own power against them, and they had a child. A little girl, who Chris hoped to one day see change the world. He found ways to travel to other, safe worlds, and found other dragons, and made notes on them, recording their stories, their tales, becoming their witness, before leaving. And then, it happened.

The darkness came to the world, and while the various world governments banded together, trying to fight this threat, they weren't enough, and one by one, each nation fell. Chris at first had been content to write as much as he could, recording the conflict, but finally, he made a choice. He left his wife and child behind, and with the help of contacts in the government, was delivered to the front lines, or rather, what became them, as before he could leave, his city came under attack. The last thing he remembered, before waking up in his new location...was telling the woman he loved to run, fighting to buy them time. He can only hope they're alright...

Other:
Chris is almost always writing when given the chance. He's a great orator, though he won't admit to it, so it might take a bit for him to give a speech. Not knowing what became of his wife and daughter bother him, and while he may be closed off about it, and hide it behind his outgoing nature...he longs to see them again, one day. Additionally, Christian is not his real name, but rather the one his human parents gave him. He also lacks the power to turn into a human form. If he had to have a theme... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izsjRpcgfmk

LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI

@Letter Bee

The Chosen of Stories

Appearance:

Artwork Originally of Jason Levasseur from Moonlight Apparition, a webcomic made by one Darkhalo4321; all credit given to her.

Former Title: The Chosen of Stories

Nickname/Alias: Ashton Andrews

Name: Ashton Andrews

Age: 16

Pronouns: He.

Race: Human

Personality: Ashton used to be cheerful and optimistic, always believing that purity and innocence would win against all odds; this was beaten out of him by King Kazzok's victory. But the boy's other traits from his life on Earth-Hope, the kindness and compassion instilled in him by his parents, those remain intact for life in prison hasn't touched them. But right now, the boy is burdened by submission and despair, as his ultimate failure to stand against the darkness and see the underlying patterns behind the enemy's triumph mix with the fact of his captivity and the fear of what the enemy might do to him to place him in utter depression...

Abilities/Powers:

Librarium Soul: When Ashton touches another sapient being's skin, he can conjure up a book showing said sapient being's secrets; things they wish to keep hidden, information critical to their plans, said plans themselves, and of course, how their powers work. This power relies on direct skin-to-skin contact, so armor or simply making one's skin burn white-hot can counteract it.

Librarium Heart: As long as Ashton has the book containing another sapient being's secrets, he can duplicate said being's powers, even if the laws of their universe say that the person duplicated is the only one who can have said powers. Note that he also inherits the flaws of said powers, meaning that if those powers are innately evil/harmful/corrupting... He's toast.

Equipment:

Library of Heroes and Villains: A collection of books Ashton made that contains the secrets of various heroes, villains, and ordinary people, and contains their powers as well.

Ledger of the Librarium A mysterious book that came into Ashton's possession, and which bestowed upon him the power of Librarium Soul and Heart, as well as contains the power to create portals to other Universes.

Inventory: iPod, Laptop, Smartphone, Wallet, Passports, and a bag containing snacks and drinks.

Origin: Earth-Hope, a world much similar to our own, but much more optimsitic, happy, and yes, hopeful in general until King Kazzok conquered it. Earth-Hope generally has the same nations as our world, but peace and prosperity are the norm and only a few places are as bad as they are in real life. Earth-Hope also has a large collection of fictional stories, stories that inspire increasing numbers of people to take up writing tales of their own; some bad, some good, and most average. Magic is almost unheard of in Earth-Hope, but technology is as advanced as it is today, perhaps even more.

Backstory: Ashton was born in Bangor, Maine, in the Earth-Hope version of the United States of America. All his life, he was fascinated by the stories of heroes and villains, quests and perils, and dreamt of saving the world one day. But for the first thirteen years of his life, all was ordinary, filled with school and friends and as he grew older, crushes on both boys and girls. All was happy, and Ashton was even starting to contemplate a future for himself as a chef. Then one day, something happened that would change the course of his life forever.

Ashton's favorite Uncle died, leaving a mysterious book known as the 'Ledger of the Librarium' to the boy. And when the latter read it, he felt a warmth suffusing him, as brightness filled his mind. And he knew he now had the power to go to other worlds, worlds where Magic and Super-technology were real.

But being more sensible than other kids his age, Ashton made sure to be cautious first, planning his trips caefully and taking extra supplies with him when he went to visit other worlds. In time, however, he grew bolder, using his powers to discover secrets and gain new abilities. However, he never lost sight of becoming a hero; he refused to use Librarium Soul on anyone not an enemy without their consent. Rather, he was up-front about being a Multiversal traveller with all those who would trust him, even when doing so risked his welfare.

Then, when helping a local 'Chosen One' defeat a band of assassins, Ashton discovered from one of the assasins' books (they were his enemies, so he can use Librarium Soul on them without their permission) that a new 'Dark Lord', King Kazzok, was taking over worlds left and right. Further investigation (read: More uses of Librarium Soul on consenting and nonconsenting targets) revealed that King Kazzok knew about Earth-Hope. Desperate to prevent his homeworld from being invaded, Ashton acted from behind the scenes to strengthen and bolster heroes of various worlds to fight King Kazzok and his minions, only to find them defeated and himself forced to flee every time.

Finally, King Kazzok and his armies reached Earth-Hope, and Ashton was the only one with magic powers amongst its defenders. Nevertheless, the forces of Earth-Hope lasted for six months against overwhelming force, enough for them to hatch one last plan to turn the tide: They would lead a diversionary attack to draw King Kazzok's forces away from his fortress so that Ashton and a team of Navy Seals can enter the conqueror's sanctum and engage him in a final battle.

In said battle, one of King Kazzok's armor plates seemed to fall off, and Ashton, on impulse, reached out with his right hand to use Librarium Soul on the evil overlord... Then everything went black.

The boy woke up in a dark cell, with King Kazzok telling him that the boy had managed to duplicate the Dark Lord's powers, only for them to take over his psyche and cause him to kill his friends, the Navy Seals. And with that, Ashton broke.

Other: youtube.com/watch?v=m_TLAkXMYK4

'LUMIERE IS MY SENPAI'

Flame Brooks

Appearance:

Artwork Originally of Lark Meadows from Moonlight Apparition, a webcomic made by one Darkhalo4321; all credit given to her.

Former Title: Seraphim Trooper

Nickname/Alias: Operator

Name: Flame Brooks

Age: 16

Pronouns: He/Him

Race: Human

Personality: Flame's desire is to be a kid again, to play with friends, to talk about videogames and movies, girls and boys. Failing that, he wants to fight for a cause he actually chose with full and informed consent, which the final, futile battle against King Kazzok was somewhat like. Those two factors drive a determination to see himself out of the prison he is in, and overthrow the evil overlord that had taken everything from him. But this determination does not blind him to the need for other people as more than ablative personal shields, nor does it blind him to the 'personhood' of those he has to fight alongside. He'd had enough xenophobia in his homeworld, thank you very much.

Abilities/Powers:

Human Baseline - Unlike most other supersoldier programs, Flame is deliberately kept as close to 'normal human' as possible in order to prevent him and his fellow 'Seraphim' from thinking themselves above other human beings and thus nurturing thoughts of revolt. However, Flame is vaccinated against the majority of diseases known to the 26th Century, fed a healthy diet, and exercised to his physical limits. He is also highly educated, thus putting him at peak human skill.

Professional Training - Flame is trained to the level of a Special Forces operative, and it shows. He knows the basics of shooting, first aid, unarmed combat, and wildnerness survival, as well as melee combat. He has also been trained to maintain and repair his power armor.

Power Armor Training - The counterweight to the weaknesses of the Human Baseline, Flame is trained to use the Seraphim Power Armor, one of the masterworks of Human technology in his world. The Seraphim Power Armor's capabilities are illustrated below, in 'Equipment'.

Equipment:

Seraphim Power Armor (Destroyed) - A suit of meta-materials resistant to energy and ballistic weapons, with in-built shield projectors which further improve defence against enemy weapons. Containing an air filtration system, in-built packs of rations, compressed oxygen, and a computerized medical diagnostics program, the Seraphim Suit also contains a microfusion reactor that when linked to internal motors in the armor, can enhance strength to that of twenty physically fit men. Not merely that, but each suit of Power Armor is genetically 'locked' to members of the Seraphim Troopers only; this means that while the supersoldiers can exchange their armors, no one else can use the suits.

Jetpack (Destroyed) - A jetpack containing a set of chemical fuels unknown to present science that provide stable, swift flight when used, and which can carry several times the Power Armor and wielder's weight.

Seraphim's Wrath Assault Rifle (Destroyed) - An advanced portable railgun that uses electromagnetic force to propel bullets with enough force to pierce deep into granite, the Seraphim's Wrath Assault Rifle is the main weapon of the Seraphim Troopers.

Cherubim Pistol - A railgun pistol that does much the same; using electromagnetic force to propel bullets at shorter but still lethal ranges.

Monomolecular-edge Knife (Destroyed) - A knife whose blade has been sharpened to a molecule's edge, enabling it to cut through flesh and bone easily, and even steel isn't safe.

Inventory:

Omni-Tool/Commlink - A combination of Smartphone, Personal Computer, Compass and Survival Kit, the Omni-Tool is a piece of advanced technology that can facilitate communications, research, and even act as a dowsing tool that seeks out fresh water and sources of edible materials.

Picture of Flame's Parents - A picture of Flame's parents; the peopel they portray are now thought lost to King Kazzok's forces.

Extra Ration Packs - More food and compressed water; basically military rations for a growing supersoldier.

Origin: Earth-Despair, a vision of the future gone wrong. To elaborate, Humanity is ruled by a fascist dictatorship constantly seething with rebellion, in endless war with alien powers who are also warring among themselves, and while technology is advanced, its development is stagnating as scientific discoveries that threaten the status quo are suppressed and hoarded. The latter part, in turn, is due to the dictatorship not wanting the constant war that justifies their rule to finally end; even excess prosperity endangers that.

Backstory: As part of the deliberate attempts to prolong the constant wars in the region, while at the same time making it look as though they were scoring victories, the Human League, the dictatorship that controlled Humanity, decided to found a new supersoldier program. These Supersoldiers had to be effective enough to keep Humanity from being conquered and even take new worlds for themselves, yet not so effective as to win the constant battles against alien empires. This, the Seraphim Trooper Project was born.

The idea was to take children with exceptional physical and mental talent and train them to be killers while not actually giving them posthuman upgrades. This would ensure a supply of effective pawns that would not be able to successfully rebel, as their effectiveness depended on technology the Human Leage controlled. And one of the children targeted was young Flame Brooks, then living in a loving home with kind parents.

Needless to say, Flame went with the Human League's jackbooted thugs kicking and screaming; he had to be shut up with threats against his parents. After that, he was a moderately obedient soldier, going through harsh training before entering combat at 15; he had caught on to the comically evil nature of the Human League's regime by then. Then suddenly, the game of endless war they played with various alien powers was interrupted by a new player, a player who didn't care for the informal rules.

This new player was 'Cold King Kazzok', and he wanted the Galaxy for himself. With an armada of numerous advanced ships and hordes of fanatical ground troops, he actually had a chance of winning.

Humanity found itself having to ally with various alien species as its survival was at stake for the first time in centuries, and Flame found further confirmation that the Human League was filled with lies and rubbish. But in this period of cooperation, he found a cause worth fighting for, a cause worth believing in, and Flame Brooks fought as hard as he can.

It just wasn't enough.

Now, Flame is a prisoner of this 'Dark Lord', his eyes opened to the existence of magic and the supernatural. But he would not give up, he would not allow himself to stay a prisoner forever. He would find his way back to 'Earth-Despair', and bring back joy and happiness to it...

Other: youtube.com/watch?v=IDAGFctn5Bo

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@Restalaan

Yeah. Please edit it.

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@Restalaan

The other guild members won't be meeting the newcomers yet.

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~@Lmpkio (TCA & MOR), @ShwiggityShwah~

"N-n-nononono. That can't be right. The Kaiju, they're extinct. Thousands of years, thousands... How- how Kaiju? Can't be? How- here?"

Ozzy Skyway

"Kaiju, huh? They exist here?" Neil was more curious than surprised at the revelation. "Know anything about them, Ozzy?" He asked nonchalantly.

"TITANICA-SAAAAAAAAAAN!"

Morgan

Neil could not help but warmly smile at the sight. "So, you two know each other?" He asked both Morgan and Titanica. "How long do you two go back? Years? Decades? Scores? Centuries? Millennia?" He asked in a joking tone.

"I guess it's nice to know you're not alone, right?" He added, a hint of envy in his voice.

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~@BKburke, @Stern Algorithm~

"Actually, I was invited to this guild by a man who went by the name of Bart. My name is John Clarke. I was hoping to find the guild though I feel I may be lost. I apologize for my rudeness. Did that woman from before say something harmful to you? If you do not wish to talk about then I understand but I would hate to leave you sulking when I could perhaps help to better your mood."

John Clarke

"No, no. It's alright... It's alright." The boy declined John's offer. "She didn't say anything bad. Well, she did... but-but it was not something... something directly harmful to me." He sniffed.

"So, you're one of--" The boy was cut off when the Liliraune pair spoke up next.

"Let's get inside! I'm soo thirsty!"

Vivian Altissima

"Ah! Sorry, my sister's in a bit of a hurry, it was a pleasure to meet both of you, umm, umm, we were asked to join the guild, I look forward to working with both of you!"

Sylvia Altissima

"Oh, ahhh..." The boy was taken by surprise when the Liliraune pushed past him and into the guild building. "Hey uhh, John. Can we-- Can we continue this inside?" He motioned John to follow him inside.

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The boy had grabbed a wooden pail of water and dumped it into the Liliraune's clay pot as per their request for water. After doing that, the boy cleared his throat. "So uhh, let me start again. Welcome to the Guild, you-you three. And yes, that's-that's the actual name, 'The Guild'. We're just 'The Guild'." He said. "My name is Neil. I'm... well, no one basically. Just your average human."

"A-Anyway, you were invited by Bart? He sure invited a lot of people..." Neil remarked. "Anyway, you uhh... uhh... sort of... came at a bad time." He scratched the back of his head. "You see, there's been uhh, a schi... a... uhh... a problem last night that got everybody riled up. It was uhh, it was about Bart himself... mostly."

"But! We're-we're still operational so... we need to complete some requests so we can repair that hole over there." Neil motioned at the hole in the Guild's entrance. "But before that, why not introduce yourselves first? You know, besides the names, tell about your skills and hobbies and stuff."

"Oh and we have other members here. They're uhh, they're still asleep, I think. Bart himself has gone out to search for a crew who would repair the hole."