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Name: Mas'ud Wyrm
Mug: (optional but highly recommended)
Sprite: (optional)
Race: Scaris (With Dracis horns)
Class: Performance Trainee -> Seer -> Fortune Teller
Character Skill: Celerity
Arte: The Wheel of Fortune:  Mas'ud can change the result of a single dice roll for a character (for example, making a miss a hit, a hit a miss, procing a skill effect, forcing a crit, ect.). This effect can not be used on the same character twice, and has a 3 turn cooldown.
Affinity: (leave this blank until I give you choices)
Personal Fault: Clouded by Pain: When Below 50% HP, this character has -10 Hit/Evade
Personal Skills: Saw it Coming: When above 50% HP, This Character has +2 RES

Preferred Stats: Luck, Speed

Weapon Profs: Preformance (E)

Total Level: 1
Level: 1

HP: 16  60%
STR: 2 
MAG: 2 +2 50%
SKL: 2  34%
LCK: 5  34%
DEF: 1 +2 34%
RES: 2  34%
SPD: 5  34%
CON: 3
AID: 2
MOV: 4

Bio: Mas'ud is the illegitimate son of the wildly successful Wyrm shipping company in Aethia. His mother was just a maid working at his father's estate, who he couldn't help but fall in love with despite their difference in status. When Mas'ud was born, his father insisted on treating him as if he was one of his legitimate sons, much to the chagrin of his wife and older children. Mas'ud got the best schooling available, and never wanted for much, assuming he was under his father's gaze at least. When they thought they could get away with it though, his half family was... Less than pleasant to him. Beatings of course were off the table, but ignoring him, giving him all their chores, and verbally abusing Mas'ud were all frequent occurrences. As such, he learned to prefer the company of the servants, enjoying the humble but honest company, and in turn they enjoyed the music he had learned as part of his schooling as well as his apparent use as a lucky charm, with more than a few of the men in the stables winning racing bets on his advice. It would turn out, that this was an effect of Mas'ud's Artes, which allowed him to predict the future, seeing further into the murky depths of fate the more he focused on a subject.

Eventually, Mas'ud turned 19. His father, knowing of his son's growing fascination with the mechanics of predicting calamities and also fearing that his rivals and own family would get bolder, decided to send Mas'ud to Erebia to pursue higher education at Solrise Academy. Mas'ud scored admirably on his test scores, even without using his arte outside of the physical portion. Seeing that trouble might come from his arte specifics being common knowledge, Mas'ud quickly picked up tarot readings, offering hour long sessions (to be able to concentrate on the person that requested it), and using his arte in addition to card tricks he had learned from the servants on the estate to pick out the exact right cards for whatever fortune he was imparting. That wasn't to say of course, that he told the truth about what he saw, far from it. He typically lied and instead told them what he thought they would need to hear to better themselves or just avoid a bad path. After all, Mas'ud knew better than anyone that fate isn't set in stone.

Name: Lenn'art
Mug: (optional but recommended)
Sprite: (optional)
Main Class: Blue Mage-> Beastman
Sup. Class: White Mage -> Devout
Character Skill: Daunt+

Limit Break 1: Mighty Guard (Disrupting Incense)
Affinity: (leave this blank)

Preferred Stats: Stamina, Vitality

Main Weapon Profs: Mystic (C), Staff (D), Piercing (E)
Monster (E):


Sup. Weapon Profs:

Class Skills: Levitate, Azure Lore
Spells Known: Monster (E): Seed Cannon, Goblin Punch

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

HP: 28
MP: 8
STA: 24 (40% [80%])
STR: 2 (+2) (70%)
INT: 4 (+2) (30%)
DEX: 3 (30%)
LCK: 2 (30%)
VIT: 4 (40%)
MND: 4 (40%)
AGI: 3 (25%)
CON: 6
AID: 5
MOV: 5

Bio:
    Lenn'art was born in a port city, the son of two mildly successful merchants. His upbringing wasn't much to talk about, he was privileged enough to have a stint at an academy, but he lacked much aptitude for what they taught. Lenn'art of course, didn't think that, he thought that it was the fault of his teachers, that their lessons were dull and had too much thinking for his liking. This... rough manner of thinking, as well as the scorn of his family at having an eldest that wasn't adept at magic, is likely what lead him to instead ship off aboard a private vessel for Evrae, seeking to "gather" (looting is such an uncouth word) from the fighting going on around the area and from the ruins of Lumiria, the latter of which being what Lenn'art was more interested in. It is somewhat coincidental then that Lenn'art's ship had struck a hidden reef and unluckily woken some rather nasty sea monsters. The sailors had tried their best to defend the remains of the ship, but in the dark when most of the crew had been asleep they stood almost no chance of organizing an effective resistance. Lenn'art for his part was knocked overboard, eventually coming to in the tent of one of the nomadic clans native to the continent.
    He would later come to find out that he had been found washed up on the beach half-frozen by one of the hunting parties, and they rescued him. The tribe offered to let him stay as long as he wanted or needed provided he pulled his weight, and he of course agreed. The Shaman of the tribe, already having tended to him and generally having more jobs that wouldn't put unneeded strain on Lenn'art worked most closely with him and as such ended up teaching him much, especially in the ways of blue magic, something that surprised Lenn'art, as he had resigned himself a life without magic. For close to two years he stayed with the tribe, feeling that he finally found someplace that he could call a home. But, one night, his mentor approached him, handing him a relic of the tribe telling him that he needed to leave if he was ever to truly find his place. With a heavy heart Lenn'art did as he was told, selling off the artifact for passage back home before heading for Praesidium academy to try and find his true destiny.