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[Caellath]

Talendir grimaces in concentration as he tries to get a firm grasp on the daemon's head. The gate seems to be almost completely assembled, and there is no telling what the creature may bring from within.

Stab the sword through the back of the daemon's neck and rip his head off.

Spoiler: Talendir Exomedil - Soldier (click to show/hide)

Name: Talendir Exomedil
Stats:
-HP: 64/75
-MP: 0/0
-EXP: 5
Inventory:
-Broadsword
-Slightly Dented Heater Shield
-Chainmail (soaks 12 damage from mundane attacks, adds +4 damage to electrical effects on you)
-Broken greatlance handle: A beautifully designed and crafted part of a spear/polearm handle, measuring around 5 inches and partly broken. Judging by its sheer resilience, the business end of the weapon it once belonged to was very heavy.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Slightly tanned skin, honey-colored eyes and pitch-black hair in a ponytail, tied with a small tattered dark red ribbon which can get him some weird looks from anyone who notices it. Tall and strong, with well-defined although not exaggerated muscles. On top of his chainmail he usually wears a long-sleeved black jacket with an equally black vest and brown long-sleeved shirt underneath, plus an extra shirt under the chainmail. His pants are black and so are his resilient boots. Under his clothing, the skin over large areas of his body is riddled with scars, varying in size and shape. His hands are covered in bandages.
Class: Soldier
-Hardened: You take -3 damage from all physical attacks.
-Great Strength: You can use heavy weapons without penalty or increased danger from failures.
-Few Words: You aren’t much for talking with strangers, and are less likely to convince people you don’t know. (-1 to speech/persuasion rolls for strangers)
-Brother/Sisterhood: You bond closely with those around you, and are willing to risk yourself to defend them. (+1 to rolls in which you are acting to protect another party member)
Skills:
-Weaponmaster: You have an incredible depth of knowledge on weaponry, and gain +3 damage to all successful attacks with melee weapons.
-Squire History: You were once a squire for a knight, and can make small repairs to damaged weapons and armor. (+1 to repair rolls for medieval weapons/armor)
Background: Talendir was born to a simple family which desired a better future for its children. Turning into a knight meant having a shot at brighter days by renting your sword and skill to a lord, and because of that their small boy was sent to be a squire at a castle. He learned how to perform repairs in weaponry and armor as well as how to ride a horse, the last one as a hidden activity. The lord of the castle did not care for lowborn assistants nor was willing to allow the knight assigned to Talendir to teach the boy anything but the skills needed to keep the older man's armor clean and his weapons sharp.

Even in an environment were all opportunities seemed to be denied to him, he still strived to fulfill his and his parents' dream, working during the day and practicing whilst all the souls inside the property slept, focusing on melee after getting his ranged warfare capabilities up to a reasonable standard. His abilities grew exponentially as the result of dedication and training, and his self-inflicted crucible to become a knight finally ended at the young age of 16, when his skills with close-combat weaponry had become so unnervingly obvious he managed to soundly defeat a knight and was granted full knighthood by the lord of the castle by sheer interest in using him as a tool for war.

Talendir became known for his ease in wielding extremely weighty weaponry as it was no more complicated than swinging a dagger around, and capitalized on that fame with his heavy set of armor and weapons, usually carrying an enchanted Horseslayer greatlance and a very large steel round shield, both of which had part of his smithing efforts. His happiness would not last long, and he was expelled from knighthood at the age of 17 for reasons unknown during his first campaign. The events of that time caused him to take on a sour and occasionally jaded attitude as well as becoming hostile towards paladins.

He started to work as a mercenary soldier to survive, gaining experience through a couple of years before being attracted by the call for adventurers.

[Maxinum McDreich]

''O-oh my gosh.'' Lei exlaimed at the sight of the mass of flesh and bone. It was bad enough that she was sure what was behind her was not good. Caught between a rock and a hard place, she sent out a wave again to read the thoughts and intentions of those around her: Namely, the ones fighting that thing and the shadowy figures. She dare not ever touch that thing's mind.

(When I said 'first to die' I didn't mean it! Dice gods, save me from your displeasure!!!)

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Lei Senai
HP 35

Minor Empath. Minor Telepath. Mental Sensitivity. Telekinesis. Mind Mapper.

[Spinal_Taper]

"I don't think you get it, we don't pike you!!"
Stab it in the face! Groan at own pun!
"Oh yeah, guys, there's some guys coming up there!"
Warn teammates about reinforcements.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Aero Tyrious
Class: Winddancer
Stats:
HP: 29/30
MP: 3/20 (+2 regen)
Skills:
-Stormborn
Inventory: -1 Spear
-2 Javelins
-1 Half Charm (A small blue-green gem, meant to be the centerpiece for jewelry.

[Sinpwn]

"Freeze, damn you! FREEZE, DAMN YOU, YOU DAMNABLE MEAT-MUPPET!"
Freezing Spray 2: Sub-Zero Boogaloo.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 21/25
MP: 34/66 (3 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-blank scroll
-Silver dagger

Traits:
-Fungal Symbiote
-Well-Read
-Magical Training
-Weakling

Spells:
-Levitate 4MP
-Sunder 8MP
-Detect Magic 3MP
-Freezing Spray 6MP

[Flying Dice]

((Maybe I should take a leaf out of Skyrunner's book and just update any time I get around to it. :V))

[borno]

"Gah! Get it off of me!"
Hedric tries to throw the dagger away from him, preferably towards the monster.
((Question: Is the dagger actually stuck to my hand or something?))

[Flying Dice]

((Question: Is the dagger actually stuck to my hand or something?))

((I was thinking that that would be pretty funny, but then I thought of something better.))

[Skyrunner]

((Maybe I should take a leaf out of Skyrunner's book and just update any time I get around to it. :V))

((Yes. Skip people mercilessly if they don't do anything to keep the ball rolling :3))

[Caellath]

((Yes. Skip people mercilessly if they don't do anything to keep the ball rolling :3))

((Post your turn already or I'll be using Mina as a human shield next turn. D:< ))

[Skyrunner]

Throw myself at the daemon, just attacking.

((Because everyone knows Paladins are Lawful Stupid.))

[Flying Dice]

((Lawful Asshole is more fun, though. Especially because it is completely in-character to make up dozen of laws and demand that everyone you meet abide by them.  ))

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Derm

Deciding to prioritize the impending Bad Things over the shadowy figures with unknown intentions, you [5] lift your hands, raising a massive spike of rock from the ground beneath the daemon, tearing off a leg in a spray of gore and disrupting the balance of the nearly-completed gate.

-15 MP
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Talendir

Unwilling to allow this to progress any farther, you [2] swing your sword through the air above the daemon's head.

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Lei

Yet again you project your thoughts, this time towards everything in the area other than the daemon. [3] You accidentally touch the daemon's mind and quickly close your mind before any harm can be done, preventing you from feeling anything else.
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Aero

You shout a warning to your teammates as you stab at the daemon's face, [6] driving your spear straight through its skull! With a gurgle, it slumps back, ripping your spear from your hands. Your spear is now stuck in the daemon's face, with barely half a foot of shaft protruding from between its four bloodshot eyes.

Lose: Spear
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Sinterous

You see the daemon breath its last after taking a spear straight through the skull, but remember that there is no such thing as too much paranoia when dealing with creatures not of this world. [4] You blast the daemon's corpse with a spray of frigid air, freezing the part of its torso from which the base of the incomplete gate sprouts.

-6 MP
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Hedric

Cursing, you [3] trip, stumbling several steps towards the daemon, hand with the knife outstretched. It strikes a patch of frozen flesh with an audible ringing sound.
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Mina

As a paladin, you know full well that such foul beasts often feign death to lure in unsuspecting pillars of Justice and Law. You [5 + 1] charge at the corpse, slashing at it with your holy sword. The blade bites deep, cutting through still-cooling and deeply frozen sections of the daemon's body, muscle and bone alike. As you complete the follow-through on the strike, the icy section shatters, revealing something strange just below where the hearts once were.
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Every member of the party gains 30 XP, except Derm, who gains 40 XP due to his Artistic Bonus.

Aero's cry draws the attention of the party to the large swarm of dark, night-shrouded beings that have ascended the hill. They have nearly surrounded the altar, the daemon's corpse, and the entire group save Derm, who is still swimming towards the others. There is a small opening to the North-East, but it will be cut off inside of a minute.

A glint of red-gold shines within the shattered ruin of the daemon.

[Dermonster]

"I spy with my little eye... something shiny!"

Summon shiny thing!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Derm. No need to complicate the formula.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Description: Emerald robes, brown hair. Anything more seems like a waste of time.
Background: Derm likes to play with things quite a bit. A psychopath by nature, he cares little for few people, but is smart enough to know when to direct his attention away from them. Was in the cells down below, and was sentenced to 'High risk community service' due to 'The Incident'.
Class: Sorceror
-Free Magic: You do not need specific spells to use magic, nor do you need foci or rituals, except for certain unique spells. In other words, you can try whatever you like. MP costs vary depending on scale, success level, and effect.
-Distrustful Establishment: Magical institutions and representatives thereof are going to be suspicious of you, and in some cases may be actively hostile if you reveal your nature.
Skills:
-Artistic Bonus: You gain extra exp and are more likely to have desirable outcomes when applying your power in new, creative ways.
-Natural Talent: You require 10% less exp to advance in level.
Inventory: A very odd hat that appears to be three hats stacked on each other.
Wisp feather: It is very cold.

HP: 25/30
MP: 5/41

[borno]

"Loot! I call it!"
Completely forgetting the pain in his arm and the dagger for now, instead running for the shinies!

[Sinpwn]

"Well, that could ha- Shiny things."
Sinterous disregards the swarm of cloaked figures and instead loots the corpse of the daemon.

[Skyrunner]

Mina raises an eyebrow at the something. She investigates beneath the hearts.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Mina Ley
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Description:
Background:
Class: (see below; select one, please also list the passive abilities for the class)
Stats:
  HP: 41/60
  MP: 11/15 (Regens 1 MP/turn)

35 XP

Symbiotic Floral Infestation: Mild photosynthetic abilities augment natural human regeneration (+1 HP and +1 MP restored each turn in direct sunlight or equivalent); minor physiological changes.

Passive:
  Oath of Law
  Smug Satisfaction
  Obnoxious Fascist Pigman : Repulsive to just good, not lawful people. -1 to speaking of morality.
Skills:
  Eloquent
  Longwinded

Inventory:
  Longsword
  +5 XP
  Blessed Oathsword : +2 DMG against undead and demonic creatures;     reciting oath gives +1 to your next combat action [once every 3 turns])
  Leather armor
  You and Law pamphlets, x10