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All play and no work makes Klaus a witty boy

6'1 | hair all white | green eyes

Name: Klaus

Age: 18

Personality: On the surface Klaus comes off as a charismatic and
whimsically aloof bard whose attention belongs chiefly to the purist
of reckless merriment. The youth enjoys nothing more than going out a
pub (or bar), throwing back a few drinks and playing his music. A
night were he passes out or causes an uproar begin particularly fun.
Always looking for more compatriots to party with and as he is the
proverbial life of the party, its never a difficult search. Hedonistic
in some ways, but his charming ways always seem to somehow redeem his actions.

Underneath that Klaus is a lot more calculating and sharp witted when
put into a less leisurely situation. Often working as tactician, the
bard most quickly assess situations and devise battle plans. Coming
off more straight forward during battle than his usual impish self.
Not bound by knightly honor, he is not above employing underhanded
tactics, which are actually a forte of his.

To the rare person he deems "fun" Klaus can be quite the loyal friend,
if a bit defensive at times. Always there to back them up, listen to
their wows or party with them (the last one in particular). As a
loyal friend nothing but supportive.To those
who hurt his friends, Klaus can be down right cruel to. He plots there
elaborate ways to get back at them while making a fool of them.

Weapon: Amargein
is pendant worn around Klaus' neck which he uses to summon forth any
manner of musical instruments, for a bard this comes in very handy.
Klaus puts his very heart and soul into his music to such a level that
the melodies he creates can have a profound effects on listeners. His
songs can empower his comrades or debilitate enemies. Amargein other
defining ability is that it allows Klaus' songs to effect only a single
person for a much stronger effect. As a last ditch safety measure the
bard also carries a pair of daggers thought truth be told he isn't the most
proficient in wielding them.

Abilities: As bard, Klaus' music is an extension of his soul and will,
which allows it to have a real effect. While playing and for a few
minutes afterward allies may feel empowered or his enemies weakened
depending on the song played (a person may never be under the effect
of more than 2 songs at a time though). Enemies may try and resist
his powers but, the longer they continue listening the harder it is to
do so. While Klaus can merely sing, while playing a song with an
instrument its area of effect is increased

Songs

Valor Minuet: An invigorating song used to increase the
physical strength.

Battlefield Elegy: a melancholic song which causes the slow
status effect.

Mystical Carol: A song used to increase magical resistance.

Acrobatics: as Klaus is far from a front line warrior he adapted many
evasive maneuvers as the show must go on and dead minstrel wouldn't be
of much help. During combat Klaus utilizes leaps and aerial dodges to
bide time for his allies to come and bail him out, all this with out
dropping a beat.

Soul voice:Those under the effect of Klaus music share a temporary
link with him. In combat Klaus will usually use this to speak
telepathically to teammates, relaying orders or asking for cover. As
people can resist Klaus' prying, in the heat of battle, the
best the bard can mange against an enemy is an occasionally taunt or a
rare glimpse into an opponents mind.

Destiny’s Oath: Banshee's wail. In desperation the bard lets out a
series of eerie high pitch wail. The sheer force of the bards voice
instantly breaks all glass and items susceptible to the strong
vibrations. To the unfortunate souls who hear Klaus the experience has
been described as lava begin pored in you skull as it is cracked
open. The mere act of standing becomes daunting task as the
sound scramble your mind and thought patterns. It is not uncommon to
see weaker or battered warriors to fall to the ground unconscious,
blood coming out of their nose and ears. Even after stopping most
people are left extremely disoriented with their motor functions and
mental capacities compromised.

Trinity Limit: none so far.

Sample Post:
The boy could feel the sunlight baring down at him and knew that while
the world was saying get up you lazy vagabond, his body could not
comply with the request at the moment. Klaus could not remember what
had happened the previous night, he merely assumed that in his
debauchery he had passed out and been thrown out by the pub's owner.
An all to familiar string of events which always made waking up the
next morning a struggle. After a minute or so, He stretched his limbs
before finally deciding to sit up right and open his eyes. To his
surprise he awoke to what seemed to be a different city. While even
this was not completely outside the realm of what Klaus considered a
fun time, the well traveled bard rarely found himself in an unfamiliar
town. As he had awoken outside in an alley rather than in a jail, he
couldn't of done anything to disruptive or so he thought.

"Well a new town with a whole new set of inns and pubs to get thrown
out of. If I'm lucky I may even wake up in a bed tomorrow. But what to
do while I bide my time"

Klaus got up and started to frantically search his pockets in hopes
that in his drunken stupor he had manged to scavenge together some
money for the mornings meal. Alas he had no such luck. In fact not
only did he have no money, the lyre he vaguely remembered playing the
previous night was also missing. The only things left in his
possession, other than his clothes were the set of daggers he kept
and a pendant which he he found in his pocket. The pendant was rather
nice, for a second Klaus contemplated pawning it but as he rather
liked it and decided against it. As he put the necklace on, the bard
mind could only think of how if he had any sort of instrument he would
be able to make some sort of coin by panhandling.

With a deep sigh he gave a final look around the small area he had
awoken in. Miraculously he found a pan flute which hadn't been there
the last time he looked. As he was still slightly groggy Klaus assumed
he must of somehow missed its presence and wasn't going to look a
gift horse in the mouth. A pan flute was not the most ideal instrument
but he would be able to make due. With that spoony bard left the
alley, playing the pan flute as he wandered around in search of a
place he could draw in a good crowd.

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