Player Characters will be listed here.
CaerwynName: Valinri
Age: 126 (Young.)
Gender: Male
Race: Drow Elf
Profession: Hunter
Looks: Tall, ebony skin, long white hair. Almond-shaped violet eyes, slightly sharp teeth and no facial hair whatsoever. Valinri is five feet, eleven inches. He weighs at one-hundred and thirty-five pounds.
Background: Valinri was a Hunter for his Drow city. He would scout the Underdark, locating enemies, camps, potential slaves or resources. He was not a front-line fighter, but like every drow, he still has skills.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: Hand crossbow, paralyzing dart(s).
Talents:
Scout: +2 to initiative roll
Flaws:
Cave Adapted: -1 to all rolls while exposed to sunlight
Equipment:
Basic Clothing
Hand Crossbow
Items:
Hunting Knife
30 Standard Darts
10 Paralyzing Darts
Spinal_TaperName: Theodore Baker
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Parlour Magician
Looks: Not particularly overweight, but neither particularly fit. Black hair, with an angular face. Green eyes, and not particularly tall.
Background: Back home, on Earth, Theodore was a parlour magician. You know, those guys who are up on stage, wowing the crowd with optical illusions and sleight of hand. He was not one of them. He was the sort that performed at childrens birthday parties. Until he fell into Voria, and gained actual abilities.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: Meta-magic mage
Talents:
Magician: Can impress people with magic tricks
Flaws:
Juggler: Can only cast one-handed spells, and casts them using both hands (think juggling magic spheres)
Equipment:
Tuxedo Suit
Top Hat
Inventory:
52 Playing Cards (Good for card tricks and gambling)
XantalosName: Hogarth Garrick
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Profession: Author
Looks: Tall, a tad thin, and very wrinkled. People have commented that he looks like the world's happiest catcher's mitt. Blue eyes and silver hair.
Background: Hogarth was always curious about something. Having won the lottery and not lost most of it, he had nothing much to do but read about magic and try to do it himself. He never succeeded, but when he got hit by a car and was sent flying off a bridge, he was sucked into Voria, so he considers it to be an improvement.
Sphere of Magic: Force (think telekenisis)
Talents:
Well-Read: Having read about all sorts of fantastic beasts while looking for information on magic, Hogarth knows their weaknesses and has a +1 against any creature from Greco-Roman mythology
Flaws:
Crippled: Due to being hit by a car, Hogarth has a -2 to initiative
Equipment:
Fine Suit
Walking Stick
Inventory:
Gold Pocket-Watch (Worth 15 gold pieces)
CaellathName: Dsemend Assafort
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Oni
Profession: Town Militia/Undertaker
Looks: Muscular and tall young man with short black hair and feral yellow eyes, looking slightly supernatural in his size, as if he was a giant who has stopped growing. Twin rosy horns break the skin at his forehead, curving backwards towards his hair, and his canines are very pronounced and sharp.
Background: Dsemend was the hybrid son of a relation between two creatures from differents "worlds" and lands. Due to his size, he was stil gladly accepted in his home village as a way of keeping bandits away from the cattle and the peasantry. His size hindered his nimbleness slightly, mostly due to his sheer bulk which was compensated by strength and endurance.
He had taken a taste to helping the villagers perform hard labor, and when he was assisting with moving some heavy caskets, a couple of evildoers tried to rob a store nearby. He didn't even blink, and used one of the coffins to take them down, using its sheer size as a large club. Afterwards, he was given the coffin as a gift and gained the nickname of "Undertaker" as a joke, mostly due to the fact he adopted the large piece of stone built to store corpses as a weapon, and creating corpses with it ended being quite the irony.
Weapon of Choice: Obsidian Coffin
Talents:
Oni's Strength: +10 health
Flaws:
Oversized: -1 to any evasive rolls
Equipment:
Giant Plain Clothes
Obsidian Coffin
Items:
Gourd of Sake (A beverage with enough alcohol in it to kill a man. Antiseptic; can be used once only to add 1 to a revival roll)
HighEndNoobName: Ross Common
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Police Officer
Looks: Rather tall and lean, with short, black hair. Wears a black trench-coat
Background: Ross was born to a family of silversmiths. At a young age, his mom was killed by robbers. Ross decided that he would become a police officer to combat people like his mom's killers. As a hobby, he still worked with his father in silversmithing.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: Rifled Musket
Talents:
Silversmith: +1 to any crafting roll involving silver
Flaws:
Gunman: Black powder is a rarity, so every shot will have to count
Equipment:
Black Trenchcoat
Rifled Musket
Items:
20 Regular Musket Rounds
10 Silver Musket Rounds
Regular Black Powder (Enough for 30 shots)
2 Silver Bars
Noah TophatzName: Bob
Age: ?? (Wizzrobes don't keep track of age)
Gender: Male
Race: Wizzrobe (Yup a zelda enemy)
Profession: Worked for Ganondorf as a yellow rank wizzrobe
Looks: A man with a large toucan like head, He wears black robes with a yellow hood. (That's right I used the wind waker version)
Background: Bob lived on a hidden Island on the great sea learning magic until Ganondorf returned and gained control of the order of Wizzrobes. Bob then spent a long time sitting underground guarding a dungeon, while waiting for a ship or a boat to be spotted he split his time between practicing magic, playing cards and trying to figure out what he is supposed to be guarding in this dungeon. Then a small red boat was spotted heading towards the island, when Bob spotted the intruder he threw three fireballs then teleported and ended up in an inn.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: Sorcerer with a sigil on his wand who uses fire, teleporting, summoning and floating magic, but has a lot of trouble learning new spells.
Talents:
Triple-Fireball: Launches three fireballs in different directions (Takes one turn of uninterrupted casting)
Flaws:
Slow-Learner: Learns magic at half normal speed
Equipment:
Black Robe
Yellow Hat
Wand
Items
None
Naoki Kurogra (Waitlist)Name: Souji Seta
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: High School Student
Looks: (Picture Link:
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Background: Originally a normal high school student, Souji got caught up in a supernatural investigation in the town he lived in, known as Inaba. He eventually solved the mystery and defeated the being responsible, but lost most of his physical abilities as a result, leaving him reliant on his use of the Supernatural Magic of Personae. He was the leader of the investigation, and is used to being in charge, but does not press the matter, being more of a leader or strategist as is needed. He came to be in Voria after he attempted to enter the supernatural world Mayonaka again, instead slipping through a gap into Voria.
School of Magic: Sorcerer-Type, uses Personae Cards, each with a different Persona, a fragmented spirit of mankind's collective unconscious within. Has lost almost all of his cards, has none but Izanagi, a Lightning Persona, Angel, a Light/Wind Persona, and Apsaras, an Ice/Support Persona.
Tiruin (Waitlist, Waiting on Sheet)Dwarmin (Waitlist)Name: Corea Tideheart
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Merperson
Profession: Shell Artisan
Looks: When on land Corea is a tall, but light boned humanoid mammalian who can breath oxygen and speak freely-almost 8ft, though she is stronger and more resilient than a normal Human by some degrees, most of any benefits she might gain for long leggedness and size are sort of lost by her awkwardness traversing the world above, which renders a Merpson a stumbling, bumbling, socially awkward giant that sticks out like a sore thumb-though experience has shown they can slowly adjust to it, Merpeople will never be entirely comfortable when not plunging the depths. Her eyes resemble those of a human-with white pupils and aquamarine irises-these change in water. Her hair is long and flowing, shaded like red coral, and she can also choose to recede it when in 'swim mode'. When swimming, she develops a powerful tail and fins like of a dolphin, along with a blowhole and basic acoustic navigation senses. These clicks allow her to communicate with other ocean dwellers.
The front of her body is pure snowy white dotted with grey-black spackles, with skin merging perfectly into a dark blue back that goes from the top of her head, down to her feet. ((If you need an idea, just check my sig ))
Background: Corea has spent most of her young life as a citizen of the Greater Mer-Empire of Pacifca Secundus-names that mean nothing to you, but a great deal to her. Unfortunately, she was born into a time of great hardship...
She did indeed grow into tragedy, and at a young age began moving place to place along with thousands of others displaced, trying to avoid the Octomen and Sharkman revolts that has been tearing their nation apart. She has no family left-her brothers and fathers were lost to the conflict long ago, and her ailing mother with them out of grief. As of when she left, both sides were losing as the apocalyptic 'Black Water' plague washed over them all, twisting the dead into horrible unlife-many feared the very world itself would soon be torn asunder. Worse still, were the events mirrored on the land dwelling to a far harsher degree, but there story is not my to tell.
She was no warrior-thought she learned to defend herself with the thrown Javelin, in case she was drafted-Corea enjoyed crafting most of all, since it kept her mind off the horror of the everyday. Giving most of the richer materials were now either cutoff from trade or earmarked for the army, she joined the burgeoning group of artists who returned to her peoples traditional shell crafting methods-though even scavenging beautiful shells from the seabed was a dangerous task in these times, with rebels, predators and even her own people being constant dangers. Such things she found at great risk, and made into pretty baubles, and sold well-and she lived better than some, helping others when she could.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: Javelin
TCM (Waitlist)Name: Christopher "Tha' Genius" Zweptah
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Gangster
Looks: A tall, slim young man with a light face and shine in his eyes. He has a shaved head, brown eyes and chocolate-colored skin. He wears a black pinstripe suit, black pants, black shoes, and a fedora like a high-ranking gangster.
Background: Christopher grew up in an impoverished neighborhood. Both his parents were drug addicts, so Chris took to the other kids in the street to provide love and protection for him. Eventually, through this he was indited into a gang. As Chris's fellow soldiers fell to the police and rival gangs, he was able to survive through his cunning and sharpness. This earned him his nickname, "Tha' Genius". He rose through the ranks, and when the boss stepped down to retire, Chris was the new king. One of the first things Tha' Genius did as a boss was outlaw drug selling in the gang, due to it being the cause of destruction in his family. He also set out on a fierce campaign that killed scores of drug gangs in his area. (To this day, Christopher still has an intense hate of narcotics in dealers.) However, this didn't make the other gangs very happy. On his last day on Earth, the gang stronghold was assaulted by an alliance made up of the drug gangs. Chris held strong, but the amount of bullets and explosive flung at his gang massacred them. He was eventually gunned down in his room. Chris closed his eyes, and then awoke to a bright light. He thought he had come to heaven, but that wasn't the case.....
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: AK-47 (He likes Assault Rifles in general, due to their reliability, power, and usefulness as melee weapons.)
Mcclay (Waitlist)Name:Reginald Spirehoof esq.
Age: 154
Gender: Male
Race: Devil
Profession: Attoreny-at-law
Loooks: Basic devil, reddish skin, horns, cloven feet, wears a nice suit, bag of souls eternally screaming for release.
Background: Began as a small time chain devil in the Nine Hells before eventually getting to this cushy postion. Wishes to become a Pit Fiend and maybe even an Arch-devil someday.
Weapon of choice: The Book Of Hells Laws.
Persus13 (Waitlist)Name: Cash Syrup
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Purple-Haired subject (looks human, except for the fact that he’ll explode when he is killed)
Profession: Logistics/Armor Support for the Antivolian army
Looks: A slightly pale human with purple hair, and purple eyes.
Background: A mechanic who is spending a stint in the army and planning on starting a company that takes contract work from the armory. Some weird subject creature showed up in the armory while testing a repaired suit of armor, and then he fell into Voria.
Weapon of Choice/School of Magic: A suit of power armor that can barely move, but can absorb an amazing amount of damage. Comes with standard Antivol rifle and shield. Unfortunately, he only had 2 gold bullets on him.