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[GiglameshDespair]

Spoiler: Clara Rudolph, Priest trainee ->troubadour -> Holy guard? (click to show/hide)

Name: Clara Rudolph
Class: Priest Trainee -> Troubadour -> probably Holy Guard
Character Skill: Charisma
Affinity:
Personal Fault:
Personal Skill:
/Personal Skill:
//Personal Skill:

Pref Stats: Resistance, Luck

Weapon Skill: Staff (E)

Stats:

Total Level: 1
Level/Tier: Trainee 1

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 2 (50%)
MAG: 3 (40%)
SKL: 1 (+2=3)(40%)
LCK: 4 (30%)
DEF: 1 (+2=3)(40%)
RES: 6 (30%)
SPD: 5 (50%)
CON: 3
AID: 2
MOV: 4

Bio: 

Clara is a lanky girl with glasses eighteen years of age. She is the middle child of Ketsuki and Albert Rudolph, heroes of the Chaos War and owners of the Konian Sword School up in the mountains.

Grown up, not good with swords, felt a lot of pressure to live up to parents legacy. Took after father healing wise.  Decided to leave to hopefully find her own calling outside of the sword school, blah blah blah

[Will dump the rest later]

[Solymr]

Since the new handbook is finished, I'm officially opening applications!

I don't know what deadline to put initially so let's say one week. I still have to decide a few things and I'm busy with a few other things so the deadline is very probable to be extended.

[Chevaleresse]

reposting as requested:
"I will restore my family's honor."

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Vigdis Wulfgar
Class: Recruit -> Soldier -> Templar
Character Skill: Resolve
Affinity: HONOR
Personal Fault: Forgive Us Our Sins: -15 Evasion until the next Player Phase if this unit attacks one that cannot counter. -30 if the target has Staff proficiency.
Personal Skill: Hammer Blow of an Angry God: +20 Hit against targets at full health.
/Personal Skill: March of Doom: +15 Evasion until the next Player Phase after killing a unit.
//Personal Skill: Then Came The Fire: +15 Crit using Light after dealing damage with a Lance in the previous round.

Preferred Stats: DEF, HP - > SKL, DEF - >

Weapon Profs: Lance (E) - > Polearm (C) Lance (D) - > Polearm (A), Lance (C), Holy (A), Light (C)

Total Level: 1
Level/Tier: Trainee 1

HP: 20 (70%)
STR: 4 (50%)
MAG: 0 (40%)
SKL: 3 (40%)
LCK: 1 (10%)
DEF: 5 (10%)
RES: 0 (+2) (20%)
SPD: 2 (+2) (60%)
CON: 5
AID: 4
MOV: 4

Bio: Vigdis was born approximately twenty-seven years ago to the wife of Lord Wulfgar. The rise and fall of her family with Chaos did not go unnoticed to her, even in her youth; she was well aware of how they profited from the invasion, and keenly so of the costs its downfall and the subsequent turmoil brought her; after all, it wasn't simply a family fortune or holdings that were lost. While it's possible she may never like a Silfursverd, she believes the heroes that saved the world from Chaos to be just that. While she does wander the lands on a quest of her own, it isn't for revenge; rather, it is for redemption. Vigdis aims to one day be proud to announce her name as Vigdis Wulfgar, rather than feeling ashamed of her family's greed and shortsightedness. This quest has brought her to Auroch, chasing after rumors of a treasure; perhaps finding it and ensuring that it was used for the greater good somehow would be what it took, as unlikely as the lead seemed . . .

[Twinwolf]

Spoiler: Amber Hirana (click to show/hide)

Name: Amber Hirana
Class: Anima Trainee > Tactician > Baron
Character Specific Skill: Guard
Affinity:
Personal Fault: -15 Evasion when attacked at range 1
Personal Skill: +1 DR when within 3 tiles of 3 allies
//Personal Skill: +15 hit when above 50% HP

Preferred stats: Skill, Magic
 
Weapon profs:
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1

Progression spent:
 (Starting stat ups not included in stat totals)
HP: 17 (65%)
STR: 0 (0%)
MAG: 4 (55%)
SKL: 5 (50%)
LUK: 2 (10%)
DEF: 0 (+2) (60%)
RES: 3 (50%)
SPD: 4 (40%)
CON: 4 +2
AID: 3
MOV: 4

Starting weapon choice: Fire

Backstory:
Amber’s story begins with her family, as many do. This is only more apparent when one’s parents are both heroes. The daughter (technically illegitimate as her parents never married) of two heroes from the world-shaking events twenty years past, Catherine Hirana and Harlan Coronas, Amber never really was going to live a “normal” life. Her father passed of his fatal illness before she was old enough to have any but the vaguest recollections, leaving her mother with a significant sum of coin, and Amber herself with several trinkets accrued on his travels, and his lockpick. The pair had enough funds, both from that and from Catherine’s own work, to live in comfort.

For much of her early life, the sounds and smells of a magical lab were the sounds and smells of home. While young Amber wasn’t technically allowed in there, that did not exactly stop her, and over time Catherine started to just let her come - best she be where an eye can be kept on her, rather than for her to sneak in and get herself in trouble without her mother noticing in time. This essentially led to Amber taking significantly after her mother, as she first watched her in the lab and eventually assisted her. The mechanics of magic were, and indeed are, of great interest to her.

However, unlike her mother, Amber was fairly at ease interacting with other people. Where her mother tended to be a little frosty until she grew comfortable with people, Amber was gregarious and social. When she wasn’t learning the mysteries of the universe or in school, she was going out with friends and meeting new people. Her best friends though, were close to home. Her cousins lived in the city as well, and she often visited them when they weren’t out spelunking with their parents, nevermind visits to other family friends.

In time, Amber’s mother moved on, and married again - Amber now has a younger brother, and a respectful relationship with her stepfather. Time wore on, and Amber started to become a proper mage in her own right, but not by following quite the same path as her mother. For one, she preferred lightning magic. In other ways though, like mother, like daughter. She had a wanderlust, like what had driven Catherine to adventure. She wanted to learn, as much as possible as soon as she could.

On one visit to family friends, Amber was made aware of a treasure in Alberal. The prospects of money was not much of a motivator. No, what got Amber interested was what it was - a remnant of the old world, a relic of the past that might shed insight into times that nobody knew just about anything about. A burning urge to know had risen in her, and she packed her things.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"A smiling, dependable hero. That.....that's what I want to be. That's why I'll give it my all; for myself, and for everybody else."
Karin Linden

Spoiler: the day has come (for convenience) (click to show/hide)

Name: Karin Linden
Class: Rider Trainee -> Cavalier -> Duke Knight
Character Skill: Blossom
Affinity: crying
 
Personal Fault: Rioting Emotion: -15 EVA for one turn when an ally is downed.
Personal Skill: Go The Distance: If foe initiates attack on Karin and Karin can counter, +10 Crit.
/ Personal Skill: Undeniable Passion: Under 50% health, gain +15 Hit.
// Personal Skill: Smiling Heroine: If foe is at 100% health, +4 additional damage.
Preferred Stats: Strength, Speed, Skill
 
Weapon Profs: Lance (E)
 
Level: 1 (Trainee)
Total Level: 1
 
Initial Stats - Progression Spent: (330%/330%)
 
HP: 18 (70%)
STR: 4 (65%) [+2]
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 4 (60%) [+1]
LCK: 2 (10%)
DEF: 3 (50%)
RES: 1 (10%)
SPD: 3 (65%) [+1]
 
CON: 5 [+14 mounted]
AID: 4 [+14 mounted]
MOV: 4 [+2 mounted]
 
Starting Weapon: Slim Lance
 
Bio:
Twenty years ago, the heroes who closed the Waygate and so ended the Chaos War came upon the fisherman's town of Undath, fighting their way through the village to escape their pursuers. One of the opponents the heroes faced was a young mage, trembling in her boots as the heroes defeated her allies, pressganged into service to apprehend the heroes, then escaped fugitives. However, the young girl did not face the fate that her superiors or her allies did for one of the heroes, a former pirate named Kyle, deciding he didn't want to kill an opponent so unwilling to fight, let her live and return to her people. That day, she was lucky; she was the only survivor of the forces that were pursuing the future heroes of the world, having been given the opportunity to return home, and so she lived to see the results of their struggle; she lived to see both the saving of the world and the chaos that resulted as Ixion fell apart in the aftermath.
 
In time, she settled down, moving to Kizamo to escape the chaos of Ixion's fracturing. Later, she would meet the man who would become her husband and the father of her child in one of the desert cities she eventually settled down in. However, she never stopped being curious as to what became of the people who saved her life that day, and so, even in the months before she gave birth to her daughter, she searched tirelessly for what became of them, for scraps of information, if nothing else to someday find the people who saved her life and thank them rightly. After all, she owed everything she had now to them; her life, her husband, her unborn child. It was only natural she'd try to find out about them, and this quest eventually fell to her daughter Karin, the mage, by now settled peacefully in her new life in Kizamo, content simply to take the opportunity when it arose rather than chase it, in order to raise her child.
 
After Karin was born, her home situation was somewhat tenuous. Her father was away on work very often- he, coincidentally, worked for the air transportation service Kyle ran- and so Karin's mother was left to raise her child alone for long periods, putting her quest on hold. She was content, albeit sometimes troubled- it was difficult to be an essentially single mother-, but she did her best to be a good mother to young Karin. She raised her daughter on the stories she'd uncovered, telling her of the great heroes whose path she had crossed ever so briefly. Most of all, however, she raised Karin to be generous, hardworking and kind towards others; for her, the essentials of being a good person, even a hero. The young girl was inspired by the values her mother had instilled in her and her stories. She knew even from childhood that she wished to be a great hero, and so sought to emulate the best heroes she could find, the ones who saved her mother's life and the ones who the world now held on a pedestal.
 
She scoured her mother's library and anywhere she could reach for knowledge on her idols. As she grew older and more independent, she spent long hours poring over and learning the very bases of magic to understand the papers of the legendary Catherine Hirana, sleeping on manuscripts of swordsmanship and magic manuals from the martial school Albert and Ketsuki ran in the mountains, spending hours reading up on Lilly's book of songs and history, even studying books on the artifacts that Harold Coronas, famed adventurer-archaeologist, had recovered from ancient ruins in the desert. On the martial manuals, she even began to teach herself their movements and the skills they taught, causing a few accidents. In the process, the girl gained an analytic eye, honing her skill and logging down all that she learned in the hopes of using it to improve herself to become the hero she wanted to be. Her mother encouraged her to chase her dreams, trying her best to provide for Karin's education in any case; if nothing else, it would give her something to live comfortably off of later in life.
 
She eventually realised, after long hours of study and practice and weeks of journeying, that her talent lay not in anything her heroes had done. She lacked the aptitude to be even a basic mage, let alone one like the legends she read about, and the elegant swordsmanship Ketsuki practiced was something Karin could not do. She could not fly a wyvern, nor play magical music, nor take stealthily to the shadows. She had an analytic eye and encyclopedic knowledge from many months of study, and a learned insight honed through seeing what could and could not be done, but she was just not cut out to be just like her heroes, in the end. Karin gave up her efforts to completely emulate her heroes, but neither her respect for them nor her knowledge was diminished. Her knowledge made her fit to be a scholar or at least be in training to be one, but she felt the life of a scholar was beyond her, her confidence in her abilities not quite as high as one might imagine.
 
The urge to be a hero still remained in Karin's heart, not because she wanted the glory and the fame that the heroes of Ixion had attained, but because Karin wanted to be the type of person who had inspired others, just as her heroes inspired her. Perhaps, one day, Karin hoped, she would be the kind of person who brought hope to others by their very presence. She eventually became trained as a cavalier, preparing to help assist the protection of Kizamo from the monsters of the desert; this was no heroic post, but Karin figured it was a way to help others in her own small, little way. However, news came of a hidden treasure in the great city of Auroch. Having never once been to Auroch before and her head still filled with the exploits of certain archaeologists, Karin's curiosity was piqued. She ventured out to Auroch, hoping to see the wonders of the great city for herself and to investigate the treasure; and perhaps, a lingering hope to have an adventure of her own, to tell tales of, just as her mother had told her stories as a young child.
 
Also, if the treasure was valuable? The Linden family got by, after all. But, perhaps, such a treasure would be a great way for Karin to thank her mother for being there for her, all those years, perhaps by letting her and their family live well. It seemed a fitting show of gratitude.

reposterino

[GiglameshDespair]

Spoiler: Clara Rudolph, Priest trainee ->troubadour -> Holy guard? (click to show/hide)

Name: Clara Rudolph
Class: Priest Trainee -> Troubadour -> probably Holy Guard
Character Skill: Charisma
Sprite:
Affinity:
Personal Fault: Flagging spirits: When under 30% health, Charisma deactivates
Personal Skill: Peer pressure: When within 3 squares of 3 allies, +15 eva
/Personal Skill: Step up my game: If an ally is reduced to 0HP, +10 Hit and eva, for 1 turn
//Personal Skill:

Pref Stats: Resistance, Luck

Weapon Skill: Staff (E)

Stats:

Total Level: 1
Level/Tier: Trainee 1

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 2 (50%)
MAG: 3 (40%)
SKL: 1 (+2=3)(40%)
LCK: 4 (30%)
DEF: 1 (+2=3)(40%)
RES: 6 (30%)
SPD: 5 (50%)
CON: 3
AID: 2
MOV: 4

Bio: 

Clara is a lanky girl with glasses eighteen years of age. She is the middle child of Ketsuki and Albert Rudolph, heroes of the Chaos War and owners of the Konian Sword School up in the mountains. They spend their days teaching, training, and slightly obnoxious martial/marital bliss, keeping watch on a strange patch of mountain nearby. In the years after the war, the school has grown to many students, teaching swordwork and magic, and the responsibilities that come with such skill.

As the child of a swordmaster and a saint, she had both some of the best teachers in bladework and holy magic - and a crushing internal expectation to live up to their legacy. Albert never let Ketsuki go too hard on her training (compared to some of the horror stories her mother told her about her own upbringing) but nonetheless, she could feel the expectations of her parents and fellow students to excel. When she showed decent - but not exceptional results - compared to her siblings, her inner sense of inadequacy only grew.

Like her father, she took more to the arts of healing, with much less skill with the sword. As the School is up in the mountains, they eventually had a small stable of horses, to carry the supplies the school needed up and students down to the villages below. Clara found a enjoyment in tending to the animals, their simple natures free of the pressure of the school at large.

One day, as her mother told her of her youthful adventures, Clara had an idea - she proposed that she would head out into the wider world, and flourish or fail on her own merits as they had. Surprisingly, her parents were not against the idea, and Clara was permitted to head out in search of adventure.

On whim, she headed to Aurauch, interested in the magitech city of mages, and found herself involved in quite a matter indeed...

[TricMagic]

Right, this game too. I need to go look through my old computers data.

"Time to hit the Marketplace."

Spoiler: Aoi, Pegasus Rider Trainee -> Pegasus Knight -> Falcon Knight (click to show/hide)

Name : Aoi
Class: Pegasus Rider Trainee -> Pegasus Knight -> Falcon Knight
 
Character Specific Skill: Blossom
Affinity: -
 
Personal Fault: Dreaming of Open Skies> -15 Evasion when dismounted.
(PRT)Personal Skill: Yearning for the Sky> When above 50% health, +15 Evasion.
(PK)Personal Skill: One with the Wind> When in combat against units with Levitation, gain +2 AS.
(FK)Personal Skill: The Fierce Storm's Sky> If an opposing foe missed an attack this combat, +10 Hit/Evade in your next combat.
 
Preferred stats: SPD, RES, (DEF)
Weapon profs: Lance (E)
Progression spent: 330/330%
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Beginning Stats:
HP : 18  (60%)
STR:  4  (55%)
MAG: 0  (0%)
SKL:  4  (50%)
LCK:  2  (30%)
DEF:  3  (45%)
RES:  1  (40%)
SPD:  3  (50%)
 
CON:  5
AID:  4
MOV:  4

Level-Ups
Creation: +1 STR, +2 DEF, +1 LCK.

Current Stats:
HP : 18
STR:  5
MAG: 0
SKL:  4
LCK:  3
DEF:  5
RES:  1
SPD:  3

CON:  5
AID:  4+12
MOV:  4
 
Inventory:                             \|Subclass()|Rng | WT | MT | HIT | CRIT | QL |\
'~"-=\0/=-"~'     >--------------+----------+-----+----+----+-----+----+---<  |
     |V|               |Slim Lance     | Pier (E)  |  1    |  5  |  5   |  85  |  5  | 40  | |
     |F|                >--------------+----------+-----+----+----+-----+----+---<  |
Vulnerary (3/3)

Battle Stats (with Slim Lance):
AT: 10
Hit: 94(.5)
AS: 3
Eva: 9
Crt: 6(.5)
DG: 3

Spoiler: Backstory (click to show/hide)

Aoi grew up working the farm at Hamlet. Her Parents oftentimes taught her a bit of defense.
However, she had a dream. Her earliest memory was that of Rain, Wind, and Sky.
One day, when a storm came, she was stuck in the barn while it roared. And yet she did not react with fear, but fascination. And once the storm passed, there was a rainbow.
Yet, her only thought upon seeing it was a strange melancholy. That the wind from before, the pounding rain and fierce thunder and light, painted the skies a far more wonderful color. A dream of force, a dream of nature.


With this dream in her head, she wished to learn more. She badgered the mages and monks that came through town on market day, all in an attempt to learn. And one day, she was given a book. Of course, knowing of their ability, she tried to learn. However, while she had a natural talent at sensing the flow of the wind, she was unable to perform magic herself. Not even a spark.

For a while, she fell into a depression. Then, her brother was born. Her brother was different, he was her hope.  A natural talent with the magic books she had collected, she read to him. And, a new dream was born.

Her parents saw, and listened. And eventually, they said to her, "Dear, we know that you wish to leave."
Surprised, she asked why, she was need on the farm. And they said, "We'll get by, but you wish to travel. What kind of parents would we be if we did not let you go."


Renewed, she took some of her parents goods with the passing caravan to sell them and arrived at ---. Having sold them, she then traveled with the caravan a while, keeping an ear for rumors of Pegassi. During that time, she heard many stories, and sang many songs with the rest. But eventually, she heard rumors, felt them to be true, and left to find the source.


She climbed into the hills and followed her sense, and found the herd. There, she spent some time with them. And then, it was time for them to move on.

She asked to come with them. And, they declined. Your place is on the earth, they spoke.

"But.. I wish to fly, to feel the wind swirl around me. I want to see more and more of this world, to feel the rain brush against my skin as I fly. To feel it's force flow through me."

They conferred; Is that so, they asked.

"Yes. I know it's a fool's dream. But still."

And, one stepped forward. I would see her dream as my own, he spoke.

"Uh… Are you sure, I may have to fight."

…nod

And so, after a farewell, the herd offered them their blessing, and two were united as one. To whatever fate may await them.

And so, they flew alongside the herd before parting ways.



They flew and rejoined he caravan. And saw quite a few sights. They acted as scouts.. And as guards against a few bandits at times. But a new rumor has made it's way to them. A treasure, and a chance for reward.

"This could help my family, my brother. What say you, will you be up for it."
Yes, he spoke, I am.

Gathering supplies, and gold, they set off. Both for some new gear from a special metal ore, and to seek this treasure for her family, as a ways of repaying them for her, no, their chance.

Spoiler: Alt Character(Staff Line) Aoi, Pegasus Rider Trainee -> Pegasus Knight -> Valkyrie (click to show/hide)

Name : Aoi
Class: Pegasus Rider Trainee -> Pegasus Knight -> Valkyrie
 
Character Specific Skill: Imbue, then Discipline.
Affinity: -
 
Personal Fault: Dreaming of Open Skies> -15 Evasion when dismounted.
(PRT)Personal Skill: Yearning for the Sky> When above 50% health, +15 Evasion.
(PK)Personal Skill: One with the Wind> When in combat against units with Levitation, gain +2 AS.
(V)Personal Skill: The Gentle Sky's Rain> If you heal someone 15 or more HP with a Staff, gain +15 Evasion until the end of the next turn. This cannot stack.(But can be extended)
 
Preferred stats: SPD, RES
Weapon profs: Lance (E)
Progression spent: 330/330%
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Beginning Stats:
HP : 18  (60%)
STR:  4  (50%)
MAG: 0  (40%)
SKL:  4  (50%)
LCK:  2  (30%)
DEF:  3  (30%)
RES:  1  (30%)
SPD:  3  (50%)
 
CON:  5
AID:  4
MOV:  4

Level-Ups
Creation: +1 STR, +2 DEF, +1 LCK.

Current Stats:
HP : 18
STR:  5
MAG: 0
SKL:  4
LCK:  3
DEF:  5
RES:  1
SPD:  3

CON:  5
AID:  4+12
MOV:  4
 
Inventory:                             \|Subclass()|Rng | WT | MT | HIT | CRIT | QL |\
'~"-=\0/=-"~'     >--------------+----------+-----+----+----+-----+----+---<  |
     |V|               |Slim Lance     | Pier (E)  |  1    |  5  |  5   |  85  |  5  | 40  | |
     |F|                >--------------+----------+-----+----+----+-----+----+---<  |
Vulnerary (3/3)

Battle Stats (with Slim Lance):
AT: 10
Hit: 94(.5)
AS: 3
Eva: 9
Crt: 6(.5)
DG: 3

Spoiler: Backstory(Same as above) (click to show/hide)

Aoi grew up working the farm at Hamlet. Her Parents oftentimes taught her a bit of defense.
However, she had a dream. Her earliest memory was that of Rain, Wind, and Sky.
One day, when a storm came, she was stuck in the barn while it roared. And yet she did not react with fear, but fascination. And once the storm passed, there was a rainbow.
Yet, her only thought upon seeing it was a strange melancholy. That the wind from before, the pounding rain and fierce thunder and light, painted the skies a far more wonderful color. A dream of force, a dream of nature.


With this dream in her head, she wished to learn more. She badgered the mages and monks that came through town on market day, all in an attempt to learn. And one day, she was given a book. Of course, knowing of their ability, she tried to learn. However, while she had a natural talent at sensing the flow of the wind, she was unable to perform magic herself. Not even a spark.

For a while, she fell into a depression. Then, her brother was born. Her brother was different, he was her hope.  A natural talent with the magic books she had collected, she read to him. And, a new dream was born.

Her parents saw, and listened. And eventually, they said to her, "Dear, we know that you wish to leave."
Surprised, she asked why, she was need on the farm. And they said, "We'll get by, but you wish to travel. What kind of parents would we be if we did not let you go."


Renewed, she took some of her parents goods with the passing caravan to sell them and arrived at ---. Having sold them, she then traveled with the caravan a while, keeping an ear for rumors of Pegassi. During that time, she heard many stories, and sang many songs with the rest. But eventually, she heard rumors, felt them to be true, and left to find the source.


She climbed into the hills and followed her sense, and found the herd. There, she spent some time with them. And then, it was time for them to move on.

She asked to come with them. And, they declined. Your place is on the earth, they spoke.

"But.. I wish to fly, to feel the wind swirl around me. I want to see more and more of this world, to feel the rain brush against my skin as I fly. To feel it's force flow through me."

They conferred; Is that so, they asked.

"Yes. I know it's a fool's dream. But still."

And, one stepped forward. I would see her dream as my own, he spoke.

"Uh… Are you sure, I may have to fight."

…nod

And so, after a farewell, the herd offered them their blessing, and two were united as one. To whatever fate may await them.

And so, they flew alongside the herd before parting ways.



They flew and rejoined he caravan. And saw quite a few sights. They acted as scouts.. And as guards against a few bandits at times. But a new rumor has made it's way to them. A treasure, and a chance for reward.

"This could help my family, my brother. What say you, will you be up for it."
Yes, he spoke, I am.

Gathering supplies, and gold, they set off. Both for some new gear from a special metal ore, and to seek this treasure for her family, as a ways of repaying them for her, no, their chance.

[GM_3826]

Reposting my sheet.

https://pastebin.com/cJfxJeXX

[I_Like_Pi]

Eh, why not.

"For the sake of my family's future I'll...
Map Sprite:
Rafiel Aht

[Sirus]

Fer'ealz submission time.

: "Sure are a lot of gloomy people on this adventure."

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Jasmine Efreeti
Class: Anima Trainee -> Mage -> Mage Knight
Character Skill: Vantage
PF: Annoying Distractions!: When adjacent to 2 or more units, Jasmine loses -10 Hit/Evade
PS: Final Defensive Fire: When Jasmine's HP is <= 50%, she gains +2 AT.
\PS: Practical Smithing: When fighting an enemy with DEF > RES, Jasmine gains +10 Crit
\\PS: ~it is a mystery~

Prof: 330/330
HP: 17
STR: 0
MAG: 4+2
SKL: 5
LUK: 2
DEF: 0+1
RES: 3
SPD: 4
CON: 4+1
AID: 3
MOV: 4

HP: 17 (60%)
STR: 0 (00%)
MAG: 6 (55%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
LUK: 2 (40%)
DEF: 1 (25%)
RES: 3 (35%)
SPD: 4 (55%)
CON: 5
AID: 4
MOV: 4

Inventory:
Fire
Vulnerary 3/3

Bio:
The Efreeti family has lived in Kizamo for generations. While the family has always pushed for further studies in the fields of magic, and sometimes even made some minor discoveries, they have never been among the nation's elite. Young Jasmine grew up fully expecting to follow her family's footsteps into the study of tomes and enchantment. It was important - if rather un-glamorous - work, and neither Jasmine nor her parents could imagine the fiery girl going into any other field of study.

That is, until the famous inventor Nikolai publicly unveiled his flying craft. At the first sight of a ship taking flight as easily as a bird, Jasmine became obsessed with the new field of study popularly known as "magitek".  All thoughts of dusty libraries and theoretical arcana were replaced with visions of mighty machines and practical applications of magic. Ignoring her parent's advice, Jasmine decided to forgo study at one of Kizamo's Mage Academies and instead moved to Auroch, to attend the brand-new College of Engineering.

The mage took to her new studies like a pegasus to air. She had an unsuspected knack for metallurgy and design, and by the time of her graduation she could identify - if not fabricate - just about any component from any number of magitek devices. Jasmine took an apprenticeship at a local shipyard after leaving the College, where she received practical experience in maintaining and repairing the magical devices that allowed ships to fly.

Jasmine (known as Jazz to most of her acquaintances) is easily distracted and quite inquisitive. Sometimes to the point of rudeness, though never maliciously. She keeps a notebook in one of her apron's pockets, where she writes down her thoughts and sketches possible devices. Her greatest desire is to become an inventor.

[Praefectus Screptum]

Just reposting him.
Sprite:
https://pastebin.com/iZ0Mwt2g

[SOLDIER First]

”Fin'ly here. Now, les'see what all this fuss is 'bout that ‘treasure’.”

Spoiler: Be loyal to what matters. (click to show/hide)

Uther Meredith
Recruit -> Knight, Great Knight
Character Skill: Discipline
Affinity: ...?

Personal Fault - Complacency: How easy it is to stand and do nothing while others suffer. [-15 Hit and Evade when two allies within two spaces are at 50% HP or less.]
Personal Skill [T] - Experience: Learn from your many failures and use them to succeed. [+2 DR when fighting Tacticians, Barons, and Commanders.]
Personal Skill [F] - Temperance: Maintain self-control and focus during the initial stage of battle. [+10 Crit when at 50% or more HP.]
Personal Skill [P] - Passion: Put every last ounce of your strength into protecting your family. [While an ally with a B-Support or higher is downed within three spaces, convert all DR (Armored contributes DR from the lower of DEF and RES) into AT.]

Preferred Stats: DEF, HP
Weapon Proficiency: Axes (E)

Total Level: 1
Level/Tier: 1/Trainee

Stats/Progression: (330%/330%)
   HP: 20         (60%)
   STR: 4         (45%)
   MAG: 0           
   SKL: 3 (+1) (60%)
   LCK: 1         (20%)
   DEF: 5         (50%)
   RES: 0 (+2) (50%)
   SPD: 2         (45%)
   CON: 5 (+1)
   AID: 4 (+1)
   MOV: 4

Biography:
   Uther Meredith is the son of Joshua and Suzanna Meredith, both former members of a minor warband from the original Ixion. He was born to the two just before their group began a final siege against their long-standing enemy, a clan of bandits situated deep in the heart of the mesa. Fearing for their child's safety in times of brutal combat, the Merediths left the group and traveled north. Eventually they settled in a small homestead close to the border with Alberal and (in the case of Joshua and Suzanna) have lived there ever since. From childhood all the way to adulthood the only real people in Uther's life were his parents. The Merediths got occasional visits from a passing trader or two once every month or so, but the majority of the time it was just the three of them.

   Joshua and Suzanna knew that, although their home and the forest around it would be sufficient during his childhood, sooner or later Uther would want to strike out on his own in the world. As such, they made it their goal to ensure he knew the basic skills needed in order to survive, both in the wilds and within civilization. He learned how to launder clothes, cook meals in a kitchen or over a campfire, repair household tools, perform simple carpentry, and more; the last skills his parents taught him were self-protection with armor and a weapon. The most important ones a man could know, they told him. After all, it was how they once made their living.

   Quite soon after he came of age Uther departed home with his father's old armor and mother's old axe to make something of himself. To him it seemed only fitting that he take the same profession his parents had, and so returned to the mesa of Ixion to find a new warband of his own to join. Several months of travel and unsuccessful attempts passed before his luck held out and he was accepted into a group led by one Lord Wulfgar.

   Uther remained with Wulfgar's army for several years. He rose to a sturdy position in the group during this time; newer members often looked up to him, and those on top valued his contributions. This was more than good enough for him, and he remained at his position more or less in the middle. The invasion of Chaos passed without much incident (the most Uther knew of it was through stories told by taverngoers in towns they traveled through, and paid it very little mind) until about eight months afterward, when Lord Wulfgar made the decision to attack the Silfursverds for some of their territory. His men marched to a pass on the border and, well...

   Without its leader the army was broken. Fights broke out between the senior members over who should lead those that fled instead of surrendering but Uther was not part of them. The bonds they had seemed to have died with Lord Wulfgar and he wanted nothing to do with any of them any more. So he left, and spent a great deal of time wandering Ixion. There were many other warbands like the one he left that maintained independence from the Silfursverds, but he didn’t stay with them for long. It just wasn’t the same for Uther.

   Now, twenty years after Wulfgar’s army fell apart, Uther makes his way to the grand city of Auroch. He has spent time as a very small-name mercenary earning more than enough to get by on his nomadic lifestyle. The idea of some fanciful treasure held inside a city of magic seems outlandish to him, and yet he knows that whatever it turns out to be, it will surely be less boring in the city.

   And less lonely.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"The important thing is not where you start, but how you finish."
(Map sprite still applies: )

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name : William Argent
Class: Swordsman Trainee -> Myrmidon -> Samurai
 
Character Specific Skill: Maturity
Affinity: -
 
Personal Fault     : The Darkness & The Weakness: William has -15 EVA against any attacks that inflict debuffs (Ancient, Ailment, Exotic, etc.)
Personal Skill <T>: Short Steps, Deep Breaths: If William's opponent is using the same subcat of weaponry as him, he gains +20 EVA against their attacks.
Personal Skill <F>: Shout It Loud, Even If Our Words Seem Meaningless: If William doubles an enemy, the second attack gains +15 Crit.
Personal Skill <P>: Last Beat In The Soul: When below 50% HP, William deals +2 DAM.
 
Preferred stats: SKL, SPD
Weapon profs: Sword (E)
Progression spent: 370/370%
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Beginning Stats:
HP : 18  (70%)
STR:  4  (70%)
MAG:  1  (5%)
SKL:  5  (65%)
LCK:  2  (15%)
DEF:  2  (60%)
RES:  0  (15%)
SPD:  4  (70%)
 
CON:  4  (---)
AID:  3  (---)
MOV:  4  (---)

Level-Ups
Creation: +1 STR, +1 SKL, +1 DEF, +1 SPD

Current Stats:
HP : 18
STR:  5
MAG:  1
SKL:  6
LCK:  2
DEF:  3
RES:  0
SPD:  5

CON:  4
AID:  3
MOV:  4
 
Inventory:
Name            |Type| |(-)| |RNG| |MT| |WT| |CR| |Hit| |QL   |
Slim Sword     |Thru| | E | |    1| |  4| |   3| |  5| | 95||40/40|
Vulnerary (3/3)

Battle Stats (with Slim Sword):
AT: 9
Hit: 108
AS: 5
Eva: 12
Crt: 8
DG: 2
 
Bio: William is the child of Matthias Argent, former general of Alberal, and Lillian Rose, one-time savior of the world - but for a long time, he thought his mother was Elizabeth Argent, the wife of Matthias (who, he was told, died in childbirth - the circumstances of her death aren't known to him). He grew up a quiet and studious child who often went on trips with his father to learn more about Alberal and do other things like hunt or fish.

His life changed when he was merely nine; he didn't understand what was going on, but his father was arrested and he was taken away from his home to live with Micheal Rose, a friend of the family and the new Alberalian General. And even as young as he was, he could tell people were looking down on him from then on for reasons he couldn't figure out. He withdrew a little more into his shell and stayed quiet and out of the way, spending his days reading and occasionally playing with Micheal's daughter Kennedy.

When he turned eighteen he joined the army, but was stuck in a desk position for two years. Whether it was because of his family's reputation or Micheal just trying to protect him, he didn't know, but he tired of it and quit when his service was up. He had inherited his family's fortune by then and returned to the Argent estate, where he spent his days in quiet contemplation away from the world. And he stayed that way for a full decade, out of the eyes and hopefully the minds of the people who jeered the Argent name, until he decided that he couldn't keep living that way and set out on a journey.

If nothing else, William was going to redeem the Argent name's honor.

[SirAston]

"When a man has lost everything, including his reason for revenge... What will he become in the end?"

Spoiler: Now with bio! (click to show/hide)

Name: Aestonis Eddima
Class: Dark Trainee -> Necromancer -> Summoner
Character Skill: Fortune
Affinity:

Easily Pressured (PF): If Aestonis is adjacent to 2 units, -10 Hit and Evasion. "Don't stick so close to me... I need the space... Can't breathe..."
Resistant Bodily Functions (PS T): If Aestonis is suffering from Poison, -2 to Duration. "I've endured worse."
Sinister Mercy (PS F): If an attacked enemy is under half HP, Aestonis gains +2 Base Damage for that fight. "I'll end your suffering..."
Light in the Dark (PS P): If a supported Ally is attacked, Aestonis gains +50% increase to Support bonuses until the end of the next Player phase. "Do. Not. Hurt. Them."

Preferred Stats: Magic, Skill

Weapon Profs: Dark E

Total Level: 1
Level/Tier: Trainee 1

330
HP: 18/20 (+1) (85%)
STR: 0/0 (+0) (0%)
MAG: 5/6 (+1) (65%)
SKL: 5/6 (+1) (70%)
LCK: 0/0 (+0) (10%)
DEF: 0/0 (+0) (35%)
RES: 3/3 (+0) (35%)
SPD: 3/4 (+1) (30%)
CON: 5/5 (+0)
AID: 4/4
MOV: 4


Flux E | RNG: 1-2 | WT: 8 | MT: 7 | Hit: 70 | Crit: 0 | QL: 40/40
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Bio: For the longest time, Aestonis was driven by hatred in life.

At the age of eleven, on his birthday, a local but influencal gang held knives against his parents' throats. The leader, leaned closed to the crying child, breathing his rotten breath into his face, forced a decision upon him: The death of his parents, or travelling with the gang to become their errant boy. Aside from the father owing money, there was little reason to take Aestonis. The leader simply enjoyed seeing how a youth's hopeful eyes can become struck with despair before they lose their glimmer and become dull after years of cruelty and abuse. That was the leader's goal. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Aestonis was ripped apart from his parents that day. Together with other children separated that way from their parents, they became the gang's worthless underlings. Some of these children, he never saw again at some point.

He never lost the glimmer of hatred in his eyes during that time.

Realizing that the boy, now age fourteen, resisted his attempts to break his will, the gang leader kicked out Aestonis in the end, laughing and gloating that since he didn't get what he wanted, neither shall the boy be reunited with his family.
After a few months barely surviving on the streets, an old woman noticed him and took pity. She led the boy into her humble abode, took care of him and made sure he got a rudimentary education. While she could never replaced his parents, Aestonis was extremely grateful and, realizing his luck, occasionally shed tears of happiness whenever he realized he was not dreaming.
At the height of this new lifestyle, the woman opened up to the boy. She was a magician, a caster of vile magic, and she knew that deep inside, Aestonis desires revenge above all. Revenge against the man that ruined his life. She offered to teach him said magic, so he can become the one having control over his own life after all. Aestonis did not hesitate and became the woman's student.
For the next decade, he learned the basics. Struggling, for he didn't have much talent for the magic arts. But he was determined, pushed himself to the limits and broke these in regular intervals. Hatred was his destiny. Rage his fuel. Darkness his companion. Entire weeks felt like mere hours, so dedicated was the boy to his studies.

He became 24 years old and for the first time in these years of study, he noticed something in the mirror:
His eyes became dull.

Aestonis turned around to the woman, but she merely cackled in delight. She told him that she only took the boy in as an experiment, to see if a brat without magical potential could become a caster. Then, before Aestonis could react to it, she disappeared, teleported away, never to be seen again.

The young man was alone. In his burst of anger, he raised his hand, prepared to curse the woman. But he couldn't remember her name anymore.
He couldn't remember the name of the gang leader who ruined his life.
He couldn't even remember the name of his parents.
Aestonis Eddima was the only name he still could remember. As he realized it, he screams. His desire for revenge consumed everything.


Three years later, Aestonis has finished learning what he could learn in the house of the woman. She never returned to the small hut. He kept one of her books, packed everything he needed and threw an ignited torch into the living room he personally coated in oil, before he calmy left.
For he has already lost everything, his only option was to wander towards Auroch, the city where everything can happen.

[Swordstar]

"Та бүхнийг намайг дэмжинэ гэдэгт найдаж байна."

Astera