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Aaaand le sheet.


"I mean no disrepect, Ser, but I will cut off your wretched hand if you pull my robes again."

Spoiler: V. Lars (click to show/hide)

Name: Vasyteloriana Lars, "Lars"
Class: Priest Trainee -> Priest -> Saint
Class Skill(s): -
Character Skill: Serenity
 
Affinity:
Personal Fault: Pacifist at Heart: If Lars attacked an enemy, -3 MAG for the next round.
Personal Skill: Survival Instincts: +15 EVA when HP under 50%.
# Personal Skill: Restless Spirit: -2 Ailment duration when inflicted with Sleep.
 
Preferred stats: RES, LUK
 
Proficiency: Staff (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
 
Progression spent: 330
 
Base Stats:
HP: 15 (70%)
STR: 2 (30%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1 (10%)
CON: 3
AID: 2
LUK: 4 (50%)
DEF: 1 (10%)
RES: 6 (50%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
MOV: 4
 
Current Stats:
HP: 15 (70%)
STR: 2
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1 (10%)
CON: 3 (10%)
AID: 2 (10%)
LUK: 4 (50%)
DEF: 1 (10%)
RES: 6 (50%)
SPD: 5 (70%)
MOV: 4
 

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Inventory:
Name              Type () RNG MT WT CR Hit QL
Heal              Heal(E)  1   -  -  -  -  30/30 [E]
     -Note: Heals 10+MAG HP.
Vulnerary (3/3)
Bio: Born as the daughter to a Blacksmith making his living in Tessamor and a slightly insane alchemist, Lars simultaneously experienced two different upbringings. Being a stubborn man, while her father conceded to allowing his daughter to be named after what is apparently a "name of power", he did not approve of his wife raising Lars wholly as her apprentice. Thus, Lars learned blacksmithing from her father, while her mother attempted to teach her alchemy. The plan was that she was to later choose her profession when she grew up.

However, unbeknownst to them was that Lars had adopted an alternative stance to morality. Seeing the inequality in the merchant city, she had associated herself with thieves, and had taken to stealing from the houses of rich merchants that her father sent her to make deliveries to. She then gave what she had stolen to the poor, with some as bribes to keep herself out of trouble. Her precautions were not enough, however, as her father soon grew suspicious of her and the string of robberies that followed in her wake. Shadowing her, he learned of her illegal operation and was furious.

Though Lars' father loved her, he was disappointed in her actions and had decided to expose her to the authorities, as he did not believe in her motivations. Her mother intervened and exploited the fact that her husband was a pious man by offering an alternative: send Lars to an Arvadian monastery in a nearby village, where she will work to aid the sick and the poor in the name of the Skyfather. Though Lars, like her mother, did not believe in the Gods, she complied when her father agreed with this plan, as it was better than rotting in the city jail.

Although she was working for charities, Lars loathed life in the monastery. It was dull and limited, not to mention that Lars did not believe she was appeasing the Skyfather which may or may not exist. She always volunteered to venture out to Tessamor, just for the sake of exploring the roads and leaving the stuffy monastery for a little while, but soon the roads and the city themselves became constricting. She was told that those who prove their skill and zeal could be sent as missionaries who follow companies, providing religion to the men and women of war. While Lars wasn't exactly thrilled with the prospect of running around in the battlefield, her parents wrote to her that they would allow it, and so with nearly unrivaled zeal Lars spent a few years in intense study of theology and light magic. She was selected for a mission far earlier than her peers. She was free at last.

Edited again.

[Swordstar]

Aaaand that PF will never trigger because Saints can't attack people...

[Twinwolf]

I think Cinder meant attack with an ailment staff or something.

[Swordstar]

Using a staff doesn't count as an attack. And even still, that PF would still be low triggering, even if she specializes in ailment staffs.

[hops]

Aaaand le sheet.


"I mean no disrepect, Ser, but I will cut off your wretched hand if you pull my robes again."

Spoiler: V. Lars (click to show/hide)

Name: Vasyteloriana Lars, "Lars"
Class: Priest Trainee -> Priest -> Saint
Class Skill(s): -
Character Skill: Serenity
 
Affinity:
Personal Fault: Panic: -2 MAG the next round if an Ally unit is downed within 3 spaces of Lars.
Personal Skill: Survival Instincts: +15 EVA when HP under 50%.
# Personal Skill: Restless Spirit: -2 Ailment duration when inflicted with Sleep.
 
Preferred stats: RES, LUK
 
Proficiency: Staff (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
 
Progression spent: 330
 
Base Stats:
HP: 15 (70%)
STR: 2 (30%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1 (10%)
CON: 3
AID: 2
LUK: 4 (50%)
DEF: 1 (10%)
RES: 6 (50%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
MOV: 4
 
Current Stats:
HP: 15 (70%)
STR: 2
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1 (10%)
CON: 3 (10%)
AID: 2 (10%)
LUK: 4 (50%)
DEF: 1 (10%)
RES: 6 (50%)
SPD: 5 (70%)
MOV: 4
 

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Inventory:
Name              Type () RNG MT WT CR Hit QL
Heal              Heal(E)  1   -  -  -  -  30/30 [E]
     -Note: Heals 10+MAG HP.
Vulnerary (3/3)
Bio: Born as the daughter to a Blacksmith making his living in Tessamor and a slightly insane alchemist, Lars simultaneously experienced two different upbringings. Being a stubborn man, while her father conceded to allowing his daughter to be named after what is apparently a "name of power", he did not approve of his wife raising Lars wholly as her apprentice. Thus, Lars learned blacksmithing from her father, while her mother attempted to teach her alchemy. The plan was that she was to later choose her profession when she grew up.

However, unbeknownst to them was that Lars had adopted an alternative stance to morality. Seeing the inequality in the merchant city, she had associated herself with thieves, and had taken to stealing from the houses of rich merchants that her father sent her to make deliveries to. She then gave what she had stolen to the poor, with some as bribes to keep herself out of trouble. Her precautions were not enough, however, as her father soon grew suspicious of her and the string of robberies that followed in her wake. Shadowing her, he learned of her illegal operation and was furious.

Though Lars' father loved her, he was disappointed in her actions and had decided to expose her to the authorities, as he did not believe in her motivations. Her mother intervened and exploited the fact that her husband was a pious man by offering an alternative: send Lars to an Arvadian monastery in a nearby village, where she will work to aid the sick and the poor in the name of the Skyfather. Though Lars, like her mother, did not believe in the Gods, she complied when her father agreed with this plan, as it was better than rotting in the city jail.

Although she was working for charities, Lars loathed life in the monastery. It was dull and limited, not to mention that Lars did not believe she was appeasing the Skyfather which may or may not exist. She always volunteered to venture out to Tessamor, just for the sake of exploring the roads and leaving the stuffy monastery for a little while, but soon the roads and the city themselves became constricting. She was told that those who prove their skill and zeal could be sent as missionaries who follow companies, providing religion to the men and women of war. While Lars wasn't exactly thrilled with the prospect of running around in the battlefield, her parents wrote to her that they would allow it, and so with nearly unrivaled zeal Lars spent a few years in intense study of theology and light magic. She was selected for a mission far earlier than her peers. She was free at last.

How about this, now?

[Swordstar]

That might work, I dunno, would need to check with Hasp.

[hops]

Okay I edited my personal fault again.

[Gamerboy4life]

"May the best man win! Although it goes without saying I'm already the best one here."

Spoiler: Sen, the Glass Archer (click to show/hide)

Name: Sen Astraeus
Age: Eighteen
Class: Archer Trainee -> Archer -> Battlemage
Character Specific Skill: Gamble
Affinity: -
Personal Fault: Sinner: If Sen is fighting against Light Magic, -15 to evasion.
Personal Skill: Fairytale Thrill: If Sen is fighting a flying unit, +15 to critical rate.

Preferred stats: SKL, DEF

Weapon profs: Bows (E)

Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1

Progression spent: 330%
HP: 16 (40%)
STR: 4 (50%)
MAG: 1 (50%)
SKL: 5 (70%)
CON: 4
AID: 3
LCK: 2 (10%)
DEF: 3 (25%)
RES: 1 (15%)
SPD: 4 (70%)
MOV: 4

Current Stats

HP: 16 (40%)
STR: 4 (50%)
MAG: 1 (50%)
SKL: 5 (70%)
CON: 6
AID: 5
LCK: 2 (10%)
DEF: 3 (25%)
RES: 1 (15%)
SPD: 6 (70%)
MOV: 4


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Inventory:
Name       Type () RNG MT WT CR Hit QL
Training Bow    Recu (E) 2  3  5  5  90 50/50
Vulnerary (3/3)


Bio (WIP?): Despite the lack of records and historical accuracy, the Astraeus family firmly believe their origins. They're an old, proud family in the Arvadian Empire, boasting their supposed roots to even before Garmal had tamed the first Wyvern. However, due to the constant combat and warfare before Gash III had arisen to power, the Astraeus family is a mere shadow of what it once was, owning only a fraction of it's original wealth.

Sen is eighteen, and is among one of four directly descended siblings. Two sisters, both his junior, and an elder, crippled brother, who normally would be the heir of the family, if not for the injury that severely hampered him. Sen's father, the family's patriarch is by no means an elderly man, but even he must choose a heir, for one never knows what chaos would befall this war-torn country, especially after the Emperor finally fades.

Despite both eventual and current responsibilities, Sen spends his time with liberal amounts of fine wine, high-stakes games of chance, and whichever fair face he sees fit to accompany him for the night. And like many other young noblemen, he is often demanding, proud, and has little patience, though he is perfectly amicable and charismatic when in a good mood.

Even with the shortcomings of his often abrasive personality, he has a small gift for archery - a talent more often than not shown off at competitions or hunts, rather than practiced and perfected. Much like his marksmanship, he also has the innate spark of magic, although he's far away from being able to truly use it for any task, and grows much too frustrated with learning to make any real headway.

Though even with his dangerously carefree attitude, Sen has a surprising fondness for history and politics, often tackling an old book or report with as much fondness as he does his wine. He can name and describe nearly any period in Arvadian history, as well as the significant figures that spurred each age, and the family trees of many noble lineages are etched into his mind. While he might not be adept at recognizing them in person, he's usually more than well versed on the status of the Empire and it's noble houses.

And so, with the young Prince Titon being called to the capital, Sen had personally offered his services in retainer, partly for his desire to know the outcome, and partly because Sen and the young Prince might have drank at the establishment a few times before the latter wised up, and Sen is all too eager to see if fun old habits can once more be brought to the surface along the way.

[Haspen]

About 6 hours left till I will officially declare character sheets being accepted. Once that happen, I will let people post the sheets freely for about a day and in meanwhile I will point out errors/things to edit.

Tomorrow I will then choose the 7 lucky people who get into prologue, chapter 1 & 2.

[Deidei]

I don't know why but the prince sounds like a pretty swell guy. Also, I agree with Xanmyral, his brother is most likely a paladin.

About 6 hours left till I will officially declare character sheets being accepted. Once that happen, I will let people post the sheets freely for about a day and in meanwhile I will point out errors/things to edit.

Does this mean we have to repost our sheets?

[Haspen]

Does this mean we have to repost our sheets?

Yes v:

Also guys please be extra sure that you're done with sheets because once accepted they gonna get to the roster and it won't leave much time and space for edits before game starts (which, I hope, will be eligible to start about Sunday).

[Haspen]

~~FEF5 Character Sheets now being accepted!~~

Please remember that there's no 'first come, first served' rule and tommorow decisions will be based mostly on how well your character meshes with plot/lore of the game ;v

[Swordstar]

Iolani and her buttface of a camel

"I'll do what I need to do to survive."

(hoping to be retainer obviously)

[Sl4cker]

"I would say something clever here, but I'm afraid I'm all out of flavor text."

Spoiler: Tobias Began (click to show/hide)

Name: Tobias Began
Age: 23
Class: Thief Trainee > Scavenger > Wanderer
Character Skill: Gamble
Affinity: ??
Personal Fault: Are you seriously eating right now?!: When within 3 squares of friendly units, -5 HP healed from all sources.
Personal Skill: Quicknic: When all MOV is used during a turn, +15 HIT for until the next player phase.
/Personal Skill: Spicy Seasonings: When using a healing item, +10 to CRT for until the next player phase.
//Personal Skill: Gourmet: +10 to HIT and EVA for until the next player phase on activation of a personal skill.
 
Pref Stats: SPD, LUK
 
Weapon Prof: Sword (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
Progression Spent: 330%
HP 16 (70%) +2
STR 4 (40%)
MAG 1 (30%)
SKL 5 (55%) +1
CON 4
AID 3
LUK 2 (30%)
DEF 3 (30%)
RES 1 (10%)
SPD 4 (65%) +1
MOV 4
 
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Inventory:
Name            Type () RNG MT WT Crt Hit QL
Slim Sword      Thru (E) 1  4  2  10  100 35/35
Vulnerary (3/3)

Backstory: Tobias was a poor young farmhand living in the Arvadian Glade and, although cliche, was constantly forced to work by his godfather from a young age. He was always tired, and constantly sore, but above all, he was hungry. He had an above average sense of smell and taste, and being teased with ripe crops when he and his godfather could only afford a few meager grains of rice at a time was nothing short of torturous. His stepfather died as a soldier defending a fortress in Carn. His mother became enveloped with such great grief she left Tobias, though not before asking her brother to take care of the child while she wandered the Empire. This is not to say his godfather is a bad or abusive man, simply someone who needed maximum efficiency to keep the both of them alive.

One night though, he escaped. One night, Tobias packed his meager belongings, stole a few mildly unripe crops from the fields, and left, following a road leading to Vaden. He wasn't on the road, though. He took to the sides, hiding wherever he could hide and still move forward. He staved off being hungry on this journey by consuming the unripe vegetables. They were unwashed and unappetizing, but it was better than starving. Eventually though, he reached Vaden in the dead of night. It was a Feast Day, and scraps of food littered the streets. He didn't care they did, though. He dusted them off and ate them before the ants could. If he could find a discarded dish he would consume it slowly, savoring the previously unknown taste. In this manner he satiated his hunger until the early hours of the morning. He was caught trying to steal a particularly juicy-looking apple, but escaped. He decided to put his natural sneakiness to use doing something many with the same abilities have done time and time again before: Stealing the valuables of others. sometimes he steals food to eat, and sometimes money to buy food. Usually he sleeps in abandoned houses or perhaps cheap rooms in inns when he's had a particularly good day; whatever is convenient. In this way, he's been 'living' in Vaden for the past six years. He has dreams of becoming a traveling chef, and yet knows that's obviously never going to happen.

Changed his class because scavenger fits into his backstory
Ch 1 recruitment would be nice

[CrimsonEon]

: "Time already? Hm, fine. Stay behind me and we'll survive."
Lian-Ziu
Aiming for Chapter 2 Mercenarygroup.