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[Maegil]

Is this acceptable? BTW, his backstory allows to throw him into the game world at any time.

Spoiler: Milo (click to show/hide)

Species: Human
Age: 14
Gender: M

Appearance: The only thing young in Milo is his body, and even that only technically. The top left quarter of his face is a mass of burn scar tissue, with some bristly hair and a bone eye patch. The rest of his body is also not a pretty sight: a nose that was smeared on his face more than once, more scars than your average war veteran, his crippled left hand unable to fully close, and the few nails that he has left have grown askew and deformed.
It's obvious that he was tortured at some point, and his one good eye says that not only he's seen hell, suffered hell, and lived through hell, but that he in fact became a permanent denizen there.

Equipment: his apparel is a deadly and practical mix of countless worlds.
-a leather loincloth and sword belt with a couple of knifes and a (short sword-) long steel sheathed bayonet
-a green-gray waterproofed magic cloak of invisibility with a leaf-shaped clasp
-an anti-materiel blaster rifle with a telescopic sight
-magic goggles of sight beyond sight
-black ballistic boots with powered collapsible roller skis
-healer nanobots in his bloodstream (which couldn't do much for his previously healed injuries)
-a leather knapsack with some sort of pemmican balls, an aluminium canteen, a thermal sheet blanket, and several explosives devices, from gunpowder and plastic explosive-based grenades to a couple of small antimatter anti-armour proximity mines.

Origin and backstory: born in a peaceful and prosperous country in a TL 7~8 world, at the age of 11 he was dragged into another world while pluckily trying to defend some mystery girl from armoured attackers. In retrospect, he puts it to too much shonen manga, but he's beyond all that sickening optimism now. Well beyond...
Being tossed and kicked about by whatever horrible chain of events fate had reserved for him and those around him, his youthful pluckiness, reckless bravery and optimism were drained, beaten, bled, shot, fragged and burned out of him. Nowadays, jaded, cynical and pragmatic, this PTSD-ridden shell is still the plaything of fate as it throws him about from one sort of world portal to another completely different one. He became both an involuntary anti-hero and a gleeful slayer of conquerors and tyrants.
While he not only expects, but hopes to be killed soon enough, he's not about to make it easy either.

Curiously, Milo recognised and claims to have met the Traveller before, but, given the quantic nature of the multiverse, that's actually entirely possible.

[impcamper]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Carela

Gender: F

Age: 20ish? Hard to tell.

Race: A mix of dragon, fire elemental and human.

Homeworld: A fantasyish world. It is mainly inhabited by a various humanoids, having humans be nonexistent except for about one or two. Civilization is sparce and almost nonexistent.

Description: She is mainly covered in scales, which are golden with a dark red near the top of each scale. Her face is human, except for the scales, with red eyes with blue around the edges. Her hair is white and reaches the neck but never grows past it. She also has hair that's like a mane that goes from the top of her head all the way down her back, but it is only noticeable past the neck. Her hands are human shaped with claws, and have ghostly images of fire around them. Her feet are dragon like with three toes and talons. She is almost always about a inch off the ground, but can land with ease. Her breasts are almost nonexistent. She is about 5 feet tall.

Powers: Can create fire around her. Can control heat, but cooling stuff down takes a lot more effort and concentration. Can withstand all heat that is not at the sun in temperature. She can hover about an inch above land and lava, but not water. She is a terrible swimmer. Her scales are about as strong as iron. She can enchant stuff with fire, but she is terrible at it.

Stuff:

• No clothes, she never had the need for them.
• A enchanted boomerang. Enchantments are so that it always returns to Carela, can cut metal, and that it can be set on fire at will. Won't melt from extreme heat. It is made of some metal.

Why is she here?: She doesn't know. She went to sleep, and woke up in the box.

Personality: She was taught fighting, survival skills, and basic enchanting by her mother, who died. She has long forgotten her mother's language, and is fairly ignorant of the world. She is a exceptionally fast learner and can deduce meaning fairly quickly. 

edit: more info on that boomerang.

[TheBiggerFish]

Is it too late for Avi to into the plot?

[WillowLuman]

There may still be ins for more characters in the current adventure, if you're willing to let me overwrite how you meet the Traveller. Though I'd have to PM you a lot of thigns.

[TheBiggerFish]

As her backstory is kind of an integral part of her character...Hrmh.  I mean, an interdimensional wormhole accident isn't unfeasible, but she certainly shouldn't be native.

[SOLDIER First]

Titus notes the symbol and quickly swings his sword vertically, launching a thin wave of plasma at the farmer, while avoiding hitting the farmers behind it.

[TheBiggerFish]

Have you considered a Discord server for this game, by the way?

Seems like it might be useful.

[WillowLuman]

Oh hey, good idea. Here.

[WillowLuman]

I'll be going over these sheets soon. I'd prefer to discuss them on the Discord, but let me know if you can't do so.

Spoiler: Milo (click to show/hide)

Species: Human
Age: 14
Gender: M

Appearance: The only thing young in Milo is his body, and even that only technically. The top left quarter of his face is a mass of burn scar tissue, with some bristly hair and a bone eye patch. The rest of his body is also not a pretty sight: a nose that was smeared on his face more than once, more scars than your average war veteran, his crippled left hand unable to fully close, and the few nails that he has left have grown askew and deformed.
It's obvious that he was tortured at some point, and his one good eye says that not only he's seen hell, suffered hell, and lived through hell, but that he in fact became a permanent denizen there.

Equipment: his apparel is a deadly and practical mix of countless worlds.
-a leather loincloth and sword belt with a couple of knifes and a (short sword-) long steel sheathed bayonet
-a green-gray waterproofed magic cloak of invisibility with a leaf-shaped clasp
-an anti-materiel blaster rifle with a telescopic sight
-magic goggles of sight beyond sight
-black ballistic boots with powered collapsible roller skis
-healer nanobots in his bloodstream (which couldn't do much for his previously healed injuries)
-a leather knapsack with some sort of pemmican balls, an aluminium canteen, a thermal sheet blanket, and several explosives devices, from gunpowder and plastic explosive-based grenades to a couple of small antimatter anti-armour proximity mines.

Origin and backstory: born in a peaceful and prosperous country in a TL 7~8 world, at the age of 11 he was dragged into another world while pluckily trying to defend some mystery girl from armoured attackers. In retrospect, he puts it to too much shonen manga, but he's beyond all that sickening optimism now. Well beyond...
Being tossed and kicked about by whatever horrible chain of events fate had reserved for him and those around him, his youthful pluckiness, reckless bravery and optimism were drained, beaten, bled, shot, fragged and burned out of him. Nowadays, jaded, cynical and pragmatic, this PTSD-ridden shell is still the plaything of fate as it throws him about from one sort of world portal to another completely different one. He became both an involuntary anti-hero and a gleeful slayer of conquerors and tyrants.
While he not only expects, but hopes to be killed soon enough, he's not about to make it easy either.

Curiously, Milo recognised and claims to have met the Traveller before, but, given the quantic nature of the multiverse, that's actually entirely possible.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Carela

Gender: F

Age: 20ish? Hard to tell.

Race: A mix of dragon, fire elemental and human.

Homeworld: A fantasyish world. It is mainly inhabited by a various humanoids, having humans be nonexistent except for about one or two. Civilization is sparce and almost nonexistent.

Description: She is mainly covered in scales, which are golden with a dark red near the top of each scale. Her face is human, except for the scales, with red eyes with blue around the edges. Her hair is white and reaches the neck but never grows past it. She also has hair that's like a mane that goes from the top of her head all the way down her back, but it is only noticeable past the neck. Her hands are human shaped with claws, and have ghostly images of fire around them. Her feet are dragon like with three toes and talons. She is almost always about a inch off the ground, but can land with ease. Her breasts are almost nonexistent. She is about 5 feet tall.

Powers: Can create fire around her. Can control heat, but cooling stuff down takes a lot more effort and concentration. Can withstand all heat that is not at the sun in temperature. She can hover about an inch above land and lava, but not water. She is a terrible swimmer. Her scales are about as strong as iron. She can enchant stuff with fire, but she is terrible at it.

Stuff:

• No clothes, she never had the need for them.
• A enchanted boomerang. Enchantments are so that it always returns to Carela, can cut metal, and that it can be set on fire at will.

Why is she here?: She doesn't know. She went to sleep, and woke up in the box.

Personality: She was taught fighting, survival skills, and basic enchanting by her mother, who died. She has long forgotten her mother's language, and is fairly ignorant of the world. She is a exceptionally fast learner and can deduce meaning fairly quickly. 

[~Neri]

Keep in mind the invite links only last 24 hours for Discord.

[WillowLuman]

I set this one to permanent, for now.

[impcamper]

As I can only view if I wake up before 6 am, I would prefer here.

[TheBiggerFish]

As I can only view if I wake up before 6 am, I would prefer here.

There's an app, you know...

[EarthboundFan]

Spoiler: Narave (click to show/hide)

Name: Venaro Tezengarde Narave

( The surname comes first in her adoptive culture. Tezengarde was her birth surname. )

Gender: F

Height: ~2.09m

Mass: ~84kg

Species: Taeta - Humanoid ( Chordate, bipedal, etc. ) species with limited psionic ability. Their joint flexibility is greater than humans overall and they have tails that reach around mild-calf on average in length. Their ears are also roughly conical and can flex in different directions like a cat's. Their sclera are frequently similar in colour to their irides and their noses are flatter and their head tapers more. Other than that, the external differences are not much noticeable and their psychological/sociological differences are practically negligible. ( That is, provided a Taeta and a Human were speaking the same language they were be able to mutually understand and appreciate several, perhaps most, common themes in their overall history, cognition, mythology, religion, and overall development. )

Age: 25 (Roughly 26 by Earth years, their days are about half an hour longer and their years contain another fifteen to twenty days. Taeta development is slightly slower than human development, but not by much. )

Race: Hyboerg ( Best ASCII rendering of pronunciation I could come up with. )

Tall, pale, tend to have blonde or grey hair and thin noses. Think the Scandinavians of her planet.

Eye color: amber/honey golden irides, wheat colored sclera

Hair color: Silvery-grey, almost white.

Special abilities: Short-range telekinesis. Effective about ten meters from her personage, which for her species indicates heavy training. Effective for fine control ( e.g. manipulating locks ) at about two meters straight ahead in line of sight. Which for her species is extreme prowess. Unlike most of her species, she lacks telepathy due to an early childhood injury, which was one impetus for developing her telekinesis to the extent she did.

Regular abilities: Well read, proficient at sewing, competent leader, average shot with a rifle given time to assess the rifle's characteristics, good at pretending to be calm, some poetic ability.

Disabilities: Completely colorblind. Nearsighted. Unable to use telepathy.

Personality: Prone to depression (but copes with it fairly well), lacks some confidence in ability, friendly, awkward in new situations, guarded and morose around people she distrusts but talkative with people she does trust. Cautious with people she's unsure of. Can display great courage in the face of overwhelming odds when necessary, takes charge in action but carefully considers the situation whenever she gets the chance. When not in action, prone to excessive rumination. (i.e. in battle she can make snap decisions but expect this to not be an out of battle thing and she'll keep thinking about problems long past when it's healthy to do so. ) Fiercely loyal to people she cares about, and expects the same in return. ( Usually because they are loyal to her. ) Doesn't quit easily.

Bio: Only daughter of immigrant parents who picked a bad time to settle in Zeva, and consequently died. Raised by the Venaro family, a prosperous and boisterous family from north-eastern Zeva. Specifically, she was adopted by Venaro Kaelowi and Kimi when it was discovered that her parents hadn't survived an attack during a war between two neighbouring states over control of Zevan territory. ( Zeva being somewhat of a vassal state. )

More recently, riding waves of common sentiment, she was a part of a recent attempt to create an independent Zeva. ( Inasmuch as governmental autonomy and no taxation from "foreign" states within the same coalition of power that Zeva currently belogns to. ) That failed, so she and around three hundred others stole five ships that were used for manned scientific explorations of planets that they are aware of that contain life. ( Excluding Earth, as it had a species whose development international councils decided by treaty not to interfere in. ) They then proceeded to completely defy said treaty by going to Earth in hopes of not being followed and being able to rearm and resupply. That went... predictably horrible, but they're stuck there for the time being because they don't have the resources to set up base anywhere else but places they would be caught.

After some other things happened, she ended up having a kid while on Earth. Then some other things happened and she ended up giving the child to her (the baby's) father to raise because it wasn't safe for her to. While investigating some strange happenings on Earth, she finds a box with a door...

[WillowLuman]

So how's the discord working out for everyone?

Spoiler: Narave (click to show/hide)

Name: Venaro Tezengarde Narave

( The surname comes first in her adoptive culture. Tezengarde was her birth surname. )

Gender: F

Height: ~2.09m

Mass: ~84kg

Species: Taeta - Humanoid ( Chordate, bipedal, etc. ) species with limited psionic ability. Their joint flexibility is greater than humans overall and they have tails that reach around mild-calf on average in length. Their ears are also roughly conical and can flex in different directions like a cat's. Their sclera are frequently similar in colour to their irides and their noses are flatter and their head tapers more. Other than that, the external differences are not much noticeable and their psychological/sociological differences are practically negligible. ( That is, provided a Taeta and a Human were speaking the same language they were be able to mutually understand and appreciate several, perhaps most, common themes in their overall history, cognition, mythology, religion, and overall development. )

Age: 25 (Roughly 26 by Earth years, their days are about half an hour longer and their years contain another fifteen to twenty days. Taeta development is slightly slower than human development, but not by much. )

Race: Hyboerg ( Best ASCII rendering of pronunciation I could come up with. )

Tall, pale, tend to have blonde or grey hair and thin noses. Think the Scandinavians of her planet.

Eye color: amber/honey golden irides, wheat colored sclera

Hair color: Silvery-grey, almost white.

Special abilities: Short-range telekinesis. Effective about ten meters from her personage, which for her species indicates heavy training. Effective for fine control ( e.g. manipulating locks ) at about two meters straight ahead in line of sight. Which for her species is extreme prowess. Unlike most of her species, she lacks telepathy due to an early childhood injury, which was one impetus for developing her telekinesis to the extent she did.

Regular abilities: Well read, proficient at sewing, competent leader, average shot with a rifle given time to assess the rifle's characteristics, good at pretending to be calm, some poetic ability.

Disabilities: Completely colorblind. Nearsighted. Unable to use telepathy.

Personality: Prone to depression (but copes with it fairly well), lacks some confidence in ability, friendly, awkward in new situations, guarded and morose around people she distrusts but talkative with people she does trust. Cautious with people she's unsure of. Can display great courage in the face of overwhelming odds when necessary, takes charge in action but carefully considers the situation whenever she gets the chance. When not in action, prone to excessive rumination. (i.e. in battle she can make snap decisions but expect this to not be an out of battle thing and she'll keep thinking about problems long past when it's healthy to do so. ) Fiercely loyal to people she cares about, and expects the same in return. ( Usually because they are loyal to her. ) Doesn't quit easily.

Bio: Only daughter of immigrant parents who picked a bad time to settle in Zeva, and consequently died. Raised by the Venaro family, a prosperous and boisterous family from north-eastern Zeva. Specifically, she was adopted by Venaro Kaelowi and Kimi when it was discovered that her parents hadn't survived an attack during a war between two neighbouring states over control of Zevan territory. ( Zeva being somewhat of a vassal state. )

More recently, riding waves of common sentiment, she was a part of a recent attempt to create an independent Zeva. ( Inasmuch as governmental autonomy and no taxation from "foreign" states within the same coalition of power that Zeva currently belogns to. ) That failed, so she and around three hundred others stole five ships that were used for manned scientific explorations of planets that they are aware of that contain life. ( Excluding Earth, as it had a species whose development international councils decided by treaty not to interfere in. ) They then proceeded to completely defy said treaty by going to Earth in hopes of not being followed and being able to rearm and resupply. That went... predictably horrible, but they're stuck there for the time being because they don't have the resources to set up base anywhere else but places they would be caught.

After some other things happened, she ended up having a kid while on Earth. Then some other things happened and she ended up giving the child to her (the baby's) father to raise because it wasn't safe for her to. While investigating some strange happenings on Earth, she finds a box with a door...

This looks pretty fine, as mentioned on the Discord.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Carela

Gender: F

Age: 20ish? Hard to tell.

Race: A mix of dragon, fire elemental and human.

Homeworld: A fantasyish world. It is mainly inhabited by a various humanoids, having humans be nonexistent except for about one or two. Civilization is sparce and almost nonexistent.

Description: She is mainly covered in scales, which are golden with a dark red near the top of each scale. Her face is human, except for the scales, with red eyes with blue around the edges. Her hair is white and reaches the neck but never grows past it. She also has hair that's like a mane that goes from the top of her head all the way down her back, but it is only noticeable past the neck. Her hands are human shaped with claws, and have ghostly images of fire around them. Her feet are dragon like with three toes and talons. She is almost always about a inch off the ground, but can land with ease. Her breasts are almost nonexistent. She is about 5 feet tall.

Powers: Can create fire around her. Can control heat, but cooling stuff down takes a lot more effort and concentration. Can withstand all heat that is not at the sun in temperature. She can hover about an inch above land and lava, but not water. She is a terrible swimmer. Her scales are about as strong as iron. She can enchant stuff with fire, but she is terrible at it.

Stuff:

• No clothes, she never had the need for them.
• A enchanted boomerang. Enchantments are so that it always returns to Carela, can cut metal, and that it can be set on fire at will.

Why is she here?: She doesn't know. She went to sleep, and woke up in the box.

Personality: She was taught fighting, survival skills, and basic enchanting by her mother, who died. She has long forgotten her mother's language, and is fairly ignorant of the world. She is a exceptionally fast learner and can deduce meaning fairly quickly. 

This actually looks alright, though I was at first wary about the appearance of multiple magical hybrid characters. I'd actually wanted to bring her in where Resalth2 is, but we didn't get to this in time. However, I think I can definitely work her in either in this adventure or the next.