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Hmmm I could be something like a Berserker/Human/Axe-Wielder at least. 🤔

Hmmm, isn't that a turn based game?

I'm not familiar with American turn based game. I only did play some asian turn based game such as Mana Khemia and Honkai:Star Rail.

If I submit my character sheet this will be mine:

He was the silent kid from the gang who loves playing MMORPG called Dragon Lair. Upon getting isekai'd he chooses to be one his favorite character, the Grand Master.



The Grand Master is a character that uses Weapon Change attacks to convert skills and maintain a consistent pace when attacking enemies.

Isekai name: Xian
Race: Human
Age: 20
Class: Grand Master (An advanced class of Knight)
Damage type: Magic

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She walked away, leaving him standing there, perplexed and speechless. His hand started to shake again, this feel was started back when he got home from the war, taking home a cursed for being a soldier. A fun time will temporary suppressed the shake. Perhaps a house of York might do something about her gloomy life.

He promptly signaled for one of the maitre'd, who quickly went into him.

"Good evening. Can you please fetch me an ink and a fine parchment. I need to write a letter right away," he said, immediately departing as fast as he appeared. He observed as Kirsten joined her brother in speaking with one of the king's agent that quite family since Rosenving daughter. After a short while, the manservant returned with a small wooden lap desk and the needed goods on a silver tray, which he placed next Gepard and stood by silently.

"I had no idea such scandalous stories could be true." He wrote, "Please accept my heartfelt apologies, and please enjoy yourself tonight! You would never have to work like that in the York household, and I would love to have you visit sometime, if I have not offended you too greatly... Gepard."

He folded the parchment in half and wrote "Kirsten" in ornate letters on top.

"Deliver this to the Lady Delving, with a nice Champaign." he said, then watched as the servant took the note and and set about his task.

His hand still shakes afterward. He tried to hide it and watched the maitre'd approach the Delving lady.
"Well, that was one heck of an outburst." Kirsten shook her head as everything returned to normal again. It was a lie if the scene didn't feel depressingly relatable to her, but she tried to distance herself from it. It was up to her to have a perfect evening. Let the Von Kruber widow wallow in her grief, it didn't concern her.

"Oh? I wasn't forcing myself," answered Kirsten when Gepard offered him his handkerchief and told her to not force herself. The gesture was rather fussy, but Kirsten let it slide, again.

"It was fun, yeah, go idea! I will see you at the next banquet."


"Well that settles it then!" Gepard replied her in excitement.

For changing the topic. Gepard changed the topic about today's capital since his soldiering took his time and he spent on Hdur during recalled and capital's lock down. He was informed by his mother about some news about the capital. But he wanted to know her more, so, he started to speak again.

"So, tell me, what has house delving been up to lately? It's already been a year since I've been back here in the capital, and I know your family is very important. Your brothers have important military and naval positions, so what about you Ms Kirsten, what do you do?" Gepard continued with a gentle smile.
The dancing goes on, the music was amped temporally and now returning to its slow melodies. Kirsten already lost count of how many twirls and harmonious cortes she did, but she was ready to do more.

Or perhaps a breather would do. Sweats were already formed on her forehead, and she tried to dampen the fatigue by humming the music. Dancing was almost like a swordplay, one step forward, two steps back, remember your footwork, easy your body, and let he music guide the movement. She looked at Gepard, and the two smiled at each other, enjoying the mellowing tune until Kirsten talked to him.

"Not too shabby aren't you, Gepard York? It's been a while since feel this worked up."


Gepard loved the sound of her humming. It was an even, and beautiful sound. He accepted her commendation with gentle and warm smile, told her that 'perhaps they could dance again some time', then took greater care with her fatigue. He guided her back to her seat as the dance concluded, then remarked to himself how fond of her he could already feel himself becoming. He really hoped she would take him up on his offer tonight. Or any other night. Perhaps... whenever she wished.
Kirsten adjusted her glass as she made her decision. Gepard was not sure if she confirmed or denied his offer until her paltry smile escaped her lips (and surprisingly) his offered hand accepted hers, and was put it onto her waist. He smiled with satisfaction, feeling she was being serious, and not just leading him on; a gesture that she wanted him to lead her out, and on to the dance floor.

They strolled like a couple onto the dance floor, where they joined in and took their positions. Gepard recognized the music immediately, and responded with muscle memory to the beat, adapting the moves as he went. He put geat care with his partner-- a gentle touch on the waist accompanied well-placed steps, supporting her movement in a smooth and energetic twirl that seemed to come without effort.

The York family often practiced dancing at home, as part of their lessons to their children: It was a part of Gepard’s life. Dance and meter were taught right alongside his martial training, and had continued even during his soldiering. He was known to break into dances at times to relieve himself of the stresses of trying and difficult times when stationed on the front lines.
"If I mistook on it, then I'm very sorry.

I'm Gepard York, son of Thomas York. It's been so long already I attend this kind of event. I just went back home on Hdur from the border line.

So, would you like to dance with me? The music is just started and the night still young. You look like a woman that wants to dance.
" Gepard said. He a smile and keep his gentle tone. He offered an invitation to dance with her.

***


Despite Linceleste rejected by the bear, she kept browsing someone. People have perversion mind to woman are afraid to look on her. There was a fearless and fearful mother who kept watching on her. As those people caught the mothers eyes, their soul might descended to hell.

Linceste accepted the offer to dance from someone who was son of noble and also enrolled to the same school as it was their first encounter. Romance not yet on her mind, she still wanted to fun while being a teenager.
Linceleste waved on brother with a smile and off to seek out the dance floor. She is heading to Cedar.

Gepard has been on soldiering for so long, he only spend his off on duty to his family. A long years of an experienced of blood, sweat and tears. A nobody who has an rank of a lieutenant that held border line and lost of his men. A soldier who just doing his job for the sake of the country and to protect his family and close people back home. It is been so long since he attended this kind of event, he was just a boy back then. He maintain his posture and started to look for dance party.

Upon looking, he saw the beautiful young woman on the white dress alone on her place. He proceed to approached her with a confident, fearless in the inside against for those watchful eyes.

"My apology, Miss. May I interrupt your loneliness?" Gepard gently greet to spoke to Kirsten. He made a gentle bow to her to greet. A warm smile on her to accompany her loneliness on this soiree.
As the wife and husband retreated back to their seats. Gepard gave her mother a disappointment facial expression.

"I thought we just here for the business and to have fun along with the people here. There are King's guests, you know it could hurt father's plan and reputation due to this attention seek you committed by insulting their being.

Think about afterwards, mother. Our Linceste having a gossips behind her back once she go on the dance floor and also to her schooling because what you had done.

I met that Mr. Cedar along with Linceste yesterday. He was polite and a gentleman."
He said to his mother once they had seated, remained his voice lower as it only heard by their family members only. He doesn't have an anger tone and facial but a serious face and neutral tone of voice.

Linceste on the other hand was like a sad princess. She doesn't like to be talk back because of their mother's attention seeking. She love her mother and she appreciate the things she gave it to her but she prefer to be a normal person without a haughty on social level and a racism behavior.
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