Name: Skadi
Main Class:Warrior -> Samurai
Sup. Class: Monk -> Master
Character Skill: Daunt
Limit Break 1: Test of Spirit (Omnislash)
Affinity:
Main Weapon Profs: Bludgeon (C), Axe (D)
Sup. Weapon Profs: Gauntlet (C), Fist (D)
Class Skills: Break, Defend
Level: 1
Total Level: 1
Preferred Stats: Strength, Vitality
Base Stats:
HP 28
MP 1
STA 24+2 (100%)
STR 5+1 (70%)
INT 0 (0%)
DEX 5 (60%)
AGI 3 (50%)
VIT 4+1 (60%)
MND 1 (25%)
LUK 1 (10%)
CON 9
AID 8
MOV 5
Current Stats:
HP 33
MP 1
STA 28 (100%)
STR 6 (70%)
INT 0 (0%)
DEX 5 (60%)
AGI 3 (50%)
VIT 5 (60%)
MND 1 (25%)
LUK 1 (10%)
CON 9
AID 8
MOV 5
RNK Hit|Crit|QL|WT|MT|RNG|
Iron Axe E 75 | 0 |40| 8| 8| 1|
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Bio:
Taminal is home to a great many individuals who seek their fortunes at the edge of law and criminality. Outlaws that seek somewhere to hide from the law, mercenaries looking for their next payday, pirates of the Dread Pirate Ashbeard, merchants looking for cheap wares caring not where they're from, or adventurers seeking somewhere to go next; all of these figures make their home in Taminal. Given that the sea is home, road and occupation for many of Taminal's residents, it becomes natural for some to venerate the ocean, with its own folklore and legends around it to ensure luck is on the side of the voyagers of the lawless land; after all, when living upon the frontier of the sea, one knows not when a storm will claim their fleet, or the fleets of a greater nation will apprehend them and put an end to their piratical rampage, or the Dread Pirate Ashbeard find them and inflict countless tortures upon them, or some worse fate, for Fiends dwell where they will. To that end, some venerate the Ahlita Leviathan, creator of the waters, hoping for some boon or safety upon His seas, and no small amount of clerics and priests have devoted themselves to this ramshackle religion, praying to him for safety and a quiet voyage against the fierce and harsh winds of Ziz. They provide some measure of morale boosting to crews that leave or enter Taminal, offering them their services in the worship of Leviathan.
Skadi is one of those priests. Her birthplace was unknown, though Skadi theorises she was born upon one of the ships that frequent the piratical town. She also doesn't remember her parents; she figured that they might have been any one of of the countless individuals that pass through Taminal. Regardless, she was left upon the doorstep of a small ramshackle monastery to Leviathan somewhere in Taminal, and its inhabitants took the abandoned child in. She was raised in the worship of Leviathan, and trained in the odd religion of those who venerated him in Taminal; offering him a coin to pay for passage, or part of the catch from a haul as thanks, and prayers to Leviathan to invoke his will. Of course, Taminal being as lawless as they were, the clergy were trained fighters, and Skadi herself was trained to fight well; though they had clubs mounted with the likeness of their Ahlita, Skadi preferred her fists, which given her immense frame and musculature, were just as painful and crushing.
The teachings of Skadi's order was simple at the core. All the world was a great ocean that cycled infinitely, and all souls were but ephemeral, born to live, swim and die, born from the energy within the world and destined to die returning that energy to other things. The Ahlita moved according to this very law too, and one day, even they would die and return their energy to the world just as they brought them in; their cycles were far longer than all other beings. Leviathan was the greatest Ahlita of all, for he brought into existence the ocean and set forth the Law of Motion for mortals; others were worthy of veneration but Leviathan alone was worthy of a tithe, for he embodied the very concept of motion itself and thus could be called upon for guidance. All souls that lived must continue to move and improve; satisfaction was temporary, a dangerous feeling. To rest upon one's laurels was stagnation; every day must be spent seeking the best, chasing one's dreams and the feelings of one's heart. Stagnation was no better than death while alive; it was to be avoided. Motion alone was life; laws, order and all other fetters would weigh you down in the long run.
Skadi's order had developed from experience in the harsh world of Taminal, where those who stagnated and got too comfortable ended up dead to those more ambitious and quick on their feet, proving their philosophy in practice. Of course, much of this was entrenched in nautical folklore and the varying beliefs of those who passed through Taminal, and many of Skadi's order, including Skadi herself, were exasperated in having to explain the specifics to those who believed they were mere Leviathan worshippers, but they worked tirelessly to spread the Law of Motion and the freedom of Taminal, in their eyes, was their philosophy working.
Skadi took these teachings to heart. The life of a land-dweller was never for her, at least not one who stayed in one place, never moving, never improving. Eventually, she realised that staying in Taminal was stagnation for herself; she had to keep moving. Taking a ship out of Taminal one day after bidding her order farewell, Skadi sought adventure and motion, to spread the teachings of her order to others who she felt in need of rousing from their inertia. As Skadi ventured into the world, however, she saw far too many examples of stagnation; kings and governors content to sit upon ideals of nations that had remained firm as to stifle others, corrupt and rich fools who had sacrificed ambition for comfort, and the fearful masses that stayed in routine, doing the same thing over and over again, fearful of moving forward. Skadi saw a world in need of the teachings of her order, and brought it around during her travels, becoming known in some rumours as a priestess of Leviathan by those who did not fully understand her beliefs. She pressed on, for the world needed to understand the glory of motion and thus freedom, leaving a trail of believers, skeptical companions, lovers and enemies.
In her travels, Skadi put many through her trials, of varying levels of harshness and testing many different levels of will. Some needed nothing but kind words to keep moving, and unto them, Skadi gave wise words; their ears were open, and so they were ready and willing to hear what she had to offer. Some needed a harsher touch, and so Skadi pushed them onwards, dragging fearful adventurers into dungeons to make them face a true challenge; they could either sink or swim, and Skadi was hoping for them to swim. She was willing to help those who needed her help to move enter motion; however, Leviathan was not a kind god, her philosophy not one for coddling and Skadi was a tough, harsh teacher to those who needed a harsher touch.
It was those who refused the wisdom of motion that Skadi loathed; those content to sit upon their laurels, the rich and corrupt who sat upon their high thrones and made others drag them forward -one of the truest perversions of the Law of Motion, for it was movement at the expense of others because one had no will to move themselves. It is them upon whom Skadi visited her harshest treatment, placing them within a trial of fire against her; a traditional response in Taminal when unruly pirates who had acquired the services of her order became too stagnant to warrant their continued assistance without change. Those who endured would be left with Skadi's respect and a new appreciation for motion; those who fled Skadi would face judgment from her fists, for broken bones and missing teeth were the best teachers to those too stubborn to change. Her wanderings and spreading of the message would lead her to Cadin, where she would find herself in need of somewhere to rest before she would move on to her next journey; even those in search of eternal movement must catch their breath, at least for a time.