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[SeriousConcentrate]

Er, wrong one, that one still has the Humanity based PF/PS, but thanks. ^^^;

[Twinwolf]

-Snip, nevermind, nothing to see here. _{Why are you still here? There's really nothing. Go home. I will call the police if you don't move along.}-

[SOLDIER First]

[retreats in shame]

[SeriousConcentrate]

It's fine, man, I appreciate the effort. Also, thanks Twinwolf. ^^^

[GiglameshDespair]

Spoiler: Holy Sheet! (click to show/hide)

Name: Yilda
Class: Priest Trainee->Troubadour->Valkyrie
Character Skill: Center
Affinity:
Class Skill:
Personal Fault: Old Scars: -2 DEF when fighting Thieves or their promotions.
Personal Skill: Unbroken Momentum: +15 eva when over 50% health
/Personal Skill: Strength Through Faith: If Yilda uses a heal subcategory staff during the player phase, +2 STR during the Enemy Phase
//Personal Skill: -
Preferred Stats:
Weapon Proficiencies: Staff (E)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 330

Current Stats:

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 2 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 4
Aid: 3

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 2+2 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1+1 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 3+1
Aid: 2+1

Bio: Yilda was born to a wealthy noble family, and even in a ruined and decaying age, such things do afford one a more comfortable life than those without. For a long time, Yilda was indulged in her fancies. A bored, impatient child, she moved from one pursuit to the next, taking only brief interest in any given interest before abandoning it in favor of another. While in town with some of her handlers, she was separated from her group by a crowd that had fallen into hysteria after another prominent noble in the area had been revealed to be one of the cursed undead, and had hidden it from his family and servants for almost a half a year. Separated from her retainers and unarmed, Yilda's throat was slashed open before a crowd of rioting onlookers. Guardsmen broke up the riot, but they were far too late. Her body was returned to her family's estate, and her handlers whipped. But that night, Yilda awoke. To her, it was as though she'd been dreaming, but the mark of the curse now burned on her chest. She begged her mother and father to protect her, and keep her secret, but they refused, screaming for their guards to drive her away. Yilda escaped only with the clothes she'd died in and a heal staff she'd managed to grab as she fled. Thereafter, she fled from anyone, fearing what would become of her if she were to be revealed

What benefit does increasing strength during the enemy phase give? Centre works at the beginning of the player phase

Can you guys not post each others sheets, please?
I'd prefer not to have to sort though duplicates here.

[Twinwolf]

Can you guys not post each others sheets, please?
I'd prefer not to have to sort though duplicates here.

Right then, editing out.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Well, I can't post mine on my own for eleven more hours, which is when I get home. I thought it would be OK to ask in the meantime.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Spoiler: Holy Sheet! (click to show/hide)

Name: Yilda
Class: Priest Trainee->Troubadour->Valkyrie
Character Skill: Center
Affinity:
Class Skill:
Personal Fault: Old Scars: -2 DEF when fighting Thieves or their promotions.
Personal Skill: Unbroken Momentum: +15 eva when over 50% health
/Personal Skill: Strength Through Faith: If Yilda uses a heal subcategory staff during the player phase, +2 STR during the Enemy Phase
//Personal Skill: -
Preferred Stats:
Weapon Proficiencies: Staff (E)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 330

Current Stats:

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 2 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 4
Aid: 3

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 2+2 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1+1 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 3+1
Aid: 2+1

Bio: Yilda was born to a wealthy noble family, and even in a ruined and decaying age, such things do afford one a more comfortable life than those without. For a long time, Yilda was indulged in her fancies. A bored, impatient child, she moved from one pursuit to the next, taking only brief interest in any given interest before abandoning it in favor of another. While in town with some of her handlers, she was separated from her group by a crowd that had fallen into hysteria after another prominent noble in the area had been revealed to be one of the cursed undead, and had hidden it from his family and servants for almost a half a year. Separated from her retainers and unarmed, Yilda's throat was slashed open before a crowd of rioting onlookers. Guardsmen broke up the riot, but they were far too late. Her body was returned to her family's estate, and her handlers whipped. But that night, Yilda awoke. To her, it was as though she'd been dreaming, but the mark of the curse now burned on her chest. She begged her mother and father to protect her, and keep her secret, but they refused, screaming for their guards to drive her away. Yilda escaped only with the clothes she'd died in and a heal staff she'd managed to grab as she fled. Thereafter, she fled from anyone, fearing what would become of her if she were to be revealed

What benefit does increasing strength during the enemy phase give? Centre works at the beginning of the player phase

Can you guys not post each others sheets, please?
I'd prefer not to have to sort though duplicates here.

It lets me counter enemies harder during the EP.

[Sirus]

: "..."

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Typhos Umbra
Class: Swordsman Trainee
Affinity:
Character Skill: Canto
Personal Fault: Weak Grip on Life: Typhos dies after two turns of being downed, instead of three.
Personal Skill: Dodge Roll: After cantoing, Typhos gains +15 Evade.
Class Skill: Feels Natural
Preferred Stats: Skill, Speed
Weapon Proficiencies: Swords (E)

Level 1
Total Level: 1

Progression: 0/330%

HP: 18 (40%)
STR: 4+1 (50%)
MAG: 1+1 (35%)
SKL: 5 (55%)
CON: 4+1
AID: 3+1
LUK: 2 (30%)
DEF: 2 (20%)
RES: 0 (40%)
SPD: 4+1 (60%)
MOV: 4

Inventory:
Slim Sword    Thru    (E)    1    4    3    10    100    35/35
Estus Flask 1/1

Bio: The son of a cattle baron, Typhos used his father's wealth and influence to become the militia captain of a small town known as Tristram. To his credit, Typhos took his responsibilities seriously and showed some small talent for tactics. This talent went mostly to waste, until the hallowed attacked Tristram. Many were killed, including Typhos himself, but the town managed to prevail. In the aftermath, terrified townsfolk discovered a resurrected Typhos; dazed, wandering, and bearing the Mark on his left shoulder. Fearing that the curse of the undead might be contagious, Tristram's mayor ordered the remaining militia to drive their former captain away.

[Nerjin]

Sacha, the Corrupt Cleric

[SeriousConcentrate]

Spoiler: Ariston Pythias (click to show/hide)

Name: Ariston Pythias
Class: Soldier Trainee -> Knight -> General
Character Skill: Guard
Affinity: ??
Class Skill: Brace for Impact: Instead of attacking during his turn, Pythias can set his Evasion to 0 to gain +2 DEF and +1 RES.
Personal Fault: 'Fat Rolling': If Pythias is attacked on the Enemy Phase, he has -15 EVA against every subsequent enemy attacker.
Personal Skill: Familiar Weaponry: If Pythias is wielding a weapon of the Bludgeoning category, +2 SKL.
/Personal Skill: A General Is Only As Strong As His Weakest Soldier: When over 50% HP, Pythias gains +50% to Support Bonuses.
//Personal Skill: The Stone Wall of Mir: When using Guard, Pythias gains +2 DEF.
Preferred Stats: Defence, HP
Weapon Proficiencies: Axe (E)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 330/330

Current Stats:

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

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 20 (60%)
STR: 4 (60%)
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
CON: 5 (-)
AID: 4 (-)
LUK: 3 (60%)
DEF: 5 (60%)
RES: 0 (10%)
SPD: 2 (20%)
MOV: 4 (-)

Inventory:
Name        Type ( ) Rng Wt Mt Hit Cr Ql
Hatchet | Thrw (E) | 1-2 | 5 | 4 | 85 | 5 | 35
Estus Flask (1/1, 10hp heal)

Bio: You can find some of the details of Pythias's life in any serious history book, but the best account of his story is found in the works of Gilroy Mac Aodha - specifically, the second volume of his romanticization of the civil war of Mir, which lasted for two hundred years before the land was unified under a new name. Of course, this all happened several hundred years ago, and what Mir became has long disappeared, absorbed by a larger kingdom which in turn fell to another, and another, until no one is quite sure where it was or what it stood for.

According to Guardians And Lions (Volume two of four: Children Of The Revolution, Guardians And Lions, Duke Without Shame, and The Last Days Of Mir), Ariston Pythias was born in a small farming village near the castle of Mir, and grew up strong and humble as he assisted his father and uncles. When Duke Kleisthan started his rebellion, it is said that the young Pythias reported immediately to the castle and joined the army, where he would meet his closest ally and fiercest rival: the captain of the unit he was assigned to, Damon.

It is unknown if Pythias and Damon butted heads in history quite as often as they do in the story, but it is known for certain that despite their differences Damon proved to be an effective mentor for young Pythias, and he learned the ways of war quickly and effectively. Having always been strong from working the land, Pythias is romanticized with the title 'The Stone Wall of Mir', and many times in the book he is credited for holding strategic locations with just his war mace, tower shield, and heavy armor. It is not mentioned as much in historical records, though a letter from one general that was found noted that Pythias and Damon together were, indeed, likened to a 'stone wall' in the defense of a certain bridge, holding it for several hours on their own until reinforcements could arrive. Historians interested in Mir debate whether this was due to their skill or their choice of an effective chokepoint, but regardless, this does seem factual.

In Guardians And Lions, resentment flares between Ariston and Damon for several chapters when the young Pythias is chosen for promotion to a general position over the more experienced Damon, although again it is uncertain if this is Gilroy adding drama or historically accurate. Historians of Mir do note that the country's habit of picking their generals based on physical rather than mental prowess is probably what led to its fall. Regardless, the two continued to work well and effectively together, until a chapter known as The Siege Of Karthmere Citadel.

The most dramatic chaper of Guardians And Lions, it details how the rebel general Cyrus Simonides manages to trick Pythias into dividing his forces to attack both entrances of the citadel, and how this tactical error led to the capture of many of his soldiers, including Damon. Cyrus threatened to execute Damon unless Pythias surrendered, and in what is romanticized as the ultimate act of friendship, the Stone Wall of Mir set aside his shield and mace and gave himself up to free his friend.

His sacrifice was for naught, as Cyrus hung them both from the gallows and tore apart the now-leaderless battalion. And that is where Pythias's story ends.

History is less kind to him than even Gilroy's works.

When Pythias surrendered, he was taken down to the dungeons beneath Karthmere along with his soldiers, where they were locked up... and Cyrus then proceeded to have his own troops brick over the stairs leading down to the cells, leaving them to die a slow death of dehydration and starvation. Even the young and strong Pythias wasted away, dying within the week. His life was over, but his existence was not.

Ariston Pythias became one of the first, if unknown, Undead.

For centuries, he was kept human by his feelings of despair, guilt, and rage, and by his friend Damon who was the only other person who shared his ultimate fate. But as year followed year there in the darkness, he felt himself slipping away, wondering what he was holding on for... until the day something changed. The sounds of stone crumbling. Light. Human voices; rough, coarse voices. Footsteps approaching his cell. Words he could barely remember the meaning of; "search for anything valuable." He could smell, almost taste their existence. He grabbed one of the rusted, mostly broken swords of one of his soldiers, knowing Damon was doing the same, and instinctively the pair fell upon the intruding grave robbers and took their Humanity back for themselves.

The pair escaped the crumbling ruins of Karthmere Citadel and, refreshed by their newfound if ill-gotten Humanity, tried to figure out what to do. Ever the smarter of the pair, Damon eventually suggested they head for the gates of Truskhang, to appeal to the gods and try to figure out how to break the curse. Ariston agreed, and the duo set off for the sealed gates...

In terms of physical appearance, Ariston still looks to be the same young man he was when he died, about 21 or 22, tall at 6'5, muscular, a bit handsome in a sort of folksy country-boy way. His armor consists of layers upon layers of dark steel plate, lined with a crimson metal for effect, and a brown surcoat with white lining and a high collar. He carries a helmet, but only wears it in battle to protect his head. His clothes are rarely visible in the chinks of his armor, but appear to be the same dark gray color.

[Tiruin]

"Hello."
Alain Nyx, Thief Trainee

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Alain Nyx
Class: Thief Trainee > Spy > Assassin
Character Specific Skill: Canto
Affinity:
Personal Fault: Thanatophobia: If any Allied Unit is reduced to 0 HP, -2 base damage for the player turn afterwards.
Personal Skill: Deft Movement: +1 MOV when not within three spaces of three enemies.
//Personal Skill: Fancy Footwork: +15 Evasion when over half HP.
////Personal Skill: Memories of the Past: If the character fights on open terrain: +10 Critical. [Any MOV 1 terrain]
 
Preferred stats: Speed, Luck
 
Weapon profs: Sword (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 330/330%
 
HP: 16 (70%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 1 (0%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
CON: 4
AID: 3
LUK: 2 (+2) (60%)
DEF: 3 (10%)
RES: 1 (30%)
SPD: 4 (+2) (60%)
MOV: 4
 
Inventory:
Name        Type ( ) Rng Wt Mt Hit Cr Ql
Iron Knife Side E 1-2 4 5 0 90 45
Estus Flask (1/1, 10hp heal)
 
Bio:
In another world, in another time, things would've been very different.
 
Alain was raised by an estimable bookkeeper of a dignified library in one of the many places within the kingdoms of man. She was one of many children raised under the watchful eye of a venerable guardian: One who was strong in moral physique, and made it upon himself to be the change he wanted to see in the world--and made sure that this would be the foremost teaching he would impart to those he took care of and raised within the confines of the city archives.
 
The city Alain lived in was one of the smaller-scale habitations within the many kingdoms, though one that had a thriving industry overground...and underground. The populace of the kingdom was commanded by free-thinkers and volunteer enforcers, all working under a code of benevolent rulership, one which should've encompassed the city Alain lived in, but alas--a border city nearest the 'spread of the Curse' had a great psychological effect on the populace, especially considering the foundations of the area. The city was self-sufficient, but its open-city policy and isolation from most of the kingdom had consequences: Refugees or travelers included those under the curse, and without knowledge of origin or process of its workings, the city's protectors could not discern one from the other in accepting immigrants. This soon became the foremost origin of crime in the city, instead.
 
In the time that passed until her adulthood, Alain noticed the many differences with each passing year: Her mentor began full research into the study of the curse and left most of the children under the watch of the oldest among them; The city was divided into sectors, each beginning to focus on a specialty to meet the needs of its populace; Guardsman squads were created and mobilized to patrol each sector, meeting physical assault crimes with a trial-on-spot routine before disarmament and execution; Curfews were created in order to enforce discipline and personal protection; Cemeteries were abolished, the rites of the deceased were a purge by fire until only ashes were left behind.
 
This was all a temporary measure to counter the danger everyone could see, yet only few challenged in full: The Curse. At her coming of age, Alain was attacked (along with several other children under her watch) by a hallowed guardsman--one who slipped under the watch of his fellows until the worst occurred. After subduing the man (being thankful for keeping her knife for self-defense) and leaving the scene for the guardsmen to take care of, she blacked out--and found herself waking up in the innermost sanctuary of the library, surrounded by those she saved, and her mentor himself. She noted a deep melancholy in the air, which only solidified in her feelings as she questioned and was questioned about what had happened in turn. After a long night of dialogue and conversation, Alain was brought to the city gates under the cover of deepest night and knowledgeable secrecy by those she loved and trusted, and instead of facing the usual fate met by those who had died-and-did-not-rest, she was bid a quick but deeply sentimental farewell by those she spent her whole life with.
 
At the break of dawn before the morning gates were opened, Alain had left the safety and welcoming warmth of the city, armed with only her trusted knife and the clothes on her back (and in her satchel bag), as well as with the most potent weapon she could bring: Knowledge. She considered all she learned from those she trusted, and decided to further her mentor's research firsthand; to go where the living did not tread.

[GiglameshDespair]

Sheet

No issues.

"Forgetting someone, Pythias?"

Spoiler: Damon Sourdeval (click to show/hide)

Name: Damon Sourdeval
Class: Soldier Trainee->Soldier->Sentinel
Character Skill: Disarm
Affinity: ??
Class Skill: Brace for Impact: Instead of attacking during his turn, Damon can set his Evasion to 0 to gain +2 DEF and +1 RES.
Personal Fault: Longarm: If Damon is attacked on the Enemy Phase, he has -15 HIT for every subsequent enemy attacker.
Personal Skill: Standard Arms: If Damon is wielding a weapon of the Polearm category, +2 SKL.
/Personal Skill: The Bonds That Tie Us Together:  When under 50% HP, Damon gains +50% to Support Bonuses.
//Personal Skill: The Piercing Lance of Mir: When Shield Wall is active, Damon gains +2 ATK.
Preferred Stats: DEF, HP
Weapon Proficiencies: Lance (E)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 300

Current Stats:

HP: 20 (50%)
STR: 4 (50%)
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 3+2 (50%)
LUK: 1+1 (55%)
DEF: 5+1 (60%)
RES: 0 (10%)
SPD: 2 (25%)
MOV: 4 (-)

CON: 5
AID: 4

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 20 (60%)
STR: 4 (50%)
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
LUK: 2 (60%)
DEF: 6 (60%)
RES: 0 (10%)
SPD: 2 (30%)
MOV: 4 (-)

CON: 5
AID: 4

Bio: You can find some of the details of Damon's life in any serious history book, but the best account of his story is found in the works of Gilroy Mac Aodha - specifically, the second volume of his romanticization of the civil war of Mir, which lasted for two hundred years before the land was unified under a new name. Of course, this all happened several hundred years ago, and what Mir became has long disappeared, absorbed by a larger kingdom which in turn fell to another, and another, until no one is quite sure where it was or what it stood for.

According to Guardians And Lions (Volume two of four: Children Of The Revolution, Guardians And Lions, Duke Without Shame, and The Last Days Of Mir), Damon Sourdeval was born in a small ranch near the castle of Mir, and grew up resolute and unpresuming as he assisted his father and uncles. Several years before Duke Kleisthan started his rebellion, it is said that the young Damon joined the army, where he would rise quickly to the position as captain of his own unit and eventually meet his fiercest rival and closest ally: a newly recruited soldier assigned to his unit, Pythias.

It is unknown if Damon and Pythias butted heads in history quite as often as they do in the story, but it is known for certain that despite their differences Damon proved to be an effective mentor for young Pythias, and he taught the ways of war quickly and effectively. Having always seen a way to get past an obstacle, Damon is romanticized with the title 'The Piercing Lance of Mir', and many times in the book he is credited for penetrating enemy defenses with nary half his normal force to utilize. It is not mentioned as much in historical records, though a letter from one general that was found noted that Damon and Pythis together were, indeed, likened to a 'piercing lance' in the taking of a certain bridge, decimating the enemy's front lines on their own so the remainder of Damon's forces could spill through. Historians interested in Mir debate whether this was due to their skill or their choice of effective tactics, but regardless, this does seem factual.

In Guardians And Lions, resentment flares between Damon and Ariston for several chapters when the young Pythias is chosen for promotion to a general position over the more experienced Damon, although again it is uncertain if this is Gilroy adding drama or historically accurate. Historians of Mir do note that the country's habit of picking their generals based on physical rather than mental prowess is probably what led to its fall. Regardless, the two continued to work well and effectively together, until a chapter known as The Siege Of Karthmere Citadel.

The most dramatic chaper of Guardians And Lions, it details how the rebel general Cyrus Simonides manages to trick Pythias into dividing his forces to attack both entrances of the citadel, and how this tactical error led to the capture of many of his soldiers, including Damon. Cyrus threatened to execute Damon unless Pythias surrendered, and in what is romanticized as the ultimate act of friendship, the Stone Wall of Mir set aside his shield and mace and gave himself up to free his friend.

His sacrifice was for naught, as Cyrus hung them both from the gallows and tore apart the now-leaderless battalion. And that is where Damon's story ends.

History is less kind to him than even Gilroy's works.

When Damon was captured, he was taken the dungeons beneath Karthmere along with Pythias' soldiers, where they were locked up... and Cyrus then proceeded to have his own troops brick over the stairs leading down to the cells, leaving them to die a slow death of dehydration and starvation. Even the seasoned and hardy Damon wasted away, dying within the week. His life was over, but his existence was not.

Damon Sourdeval became one of the first, if unknown, Undead.

For centuries, he was kept human by his feelings of guilt, despair, and rage, and by his friend Pythias who was the only other person who shared his ultimate fate. But as year followed year there in the darkness, he felt himself slipping away, wondering what he was holding on for... until the day something changed. The sounds of stone crumbling. Light. Human voices; rough, coarse voices. Footsteps approaching his cell. Words he could barely remember the meaning of; "search for anything valuable." He could smell, almost taste their existence. He grabbed one of the rusted, mostly broken swords of one of his soldiers, knowing Pythias was doing the same, and instinctively the pair fell upon the intruding grave robbers and took their Humanity back for themselves.

The pair escaped the crumbling ruins of Karthmere Citadel and, refreshed by their newfound if ill-gotten Humanity, tried to figure out what to do. Ever the headstrong of the pair, Ariston persuaded Damon they head for the gates of Truskhang, to appeal to the gods and try to figure out how to break the curse. Damon eventually conceded, and the duo set off for the sealed gates...

The PS related to shield wall seems like it'd be pretty much always on, so perhaps change it up.

Spoiler: Holy Sheet! (click to show/hide)

Name: Yilda
Class: Priest Trainee->Troubadour->Valkyrie
Character Skill: Center
Affinity:
Class Skill:
Personal Fault: Old Scars: -2 DEF when fighting Thieves or their promotions.
Personal Skill: Unbroken Momentum: +15 eva when over 50% health
/Personal Skill: Strength Through Faith: If Yilda uses a heal subcategory staff during the player phase, +2 STR during the Enemy Phase
//Personal Skill: -
Preferred Stats:
Weapon Proficiencies: Staff (E)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 330

Current Stats:

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 2 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 4
Aid: 3

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 15 (50%)
STR: 2+2 (40%)
MAG: 3 (50%)
SKL: 1+1 (50%)
LUK: 4 (40%)
DEF: 1 (20%)
RES: 6 (20%)
SPD: 5 (60%)
Con: 3+1
Aid: 2+1

Bio: Yilda was born to a wealthy noble family, and even in a ruined and decaying age, such things do afford one a more comfortable life than those without. For a long time, Yilda was indulged in her fancies. A bored, impatient child, she moved from one pursuit to the next, taking only brief interest in any given interest before abandoning it in favor of another. While in town with some of her handlers, she was separated from her group by a crowd that had fallen into hysteria after another prominent noble in the area had been revealed to be one of the cursed undead, and had hidden it from his family and servants for almost a half a year. Separated from her retainers and unarmed, Yilda's throat was slashed open before a crowd of rioting onlookers. Guardsmen broke up the riot, but they were far too late. Her body was returned to her family's estate, and her handlers whipped. But that night, Yilda awoke. To her, it was as though she'd been dreaming, but the mark of the curse now burned on her chest. She begged her mother and father to protect her, and keep her secret, but they refused, screaming for their guards to drive her away. Yilda escaped only with the clothes she'd died in and a heal staff she'd managed to grab as she fled. Thereafter, she fled from anyone, fearing what would become of her if she were to be revealed

No issues.

: "..."

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Typhos Umbra
Class: Swordsman Trainee
Affinity:
Character Skill: Canto
Personal Fault: Weak Grip on Life: Typhos dies after two turns of being downed, instead of three.
Personal Skill: Dodge Roll: After cantoing, Typhos gains +15 Evade.
Class Skill: Feels Natural
Preferred Stats: Skill, Speed
Weapon Proficiencies: Swords (E)

Level 1
Total Level: 1

Progression: 0/330%

HP: 18 (40%)
STR: 4+1 (50%)
MAG: 1+1 (35%)
SKL: 5 (55%)
CON: 4+1
AID: 3+1
LUK: 2 (30%)
DEF: 2 (20%)
RES: 0 (40%)
SPD: 4+1 (60%)
MOV: 4

Inventory:
Slim Sword    Thru    (E)    1    4    3    10    100    35/35
Estus Flask 1/1

Bio: The son of a cattle baron, Typhos used his father's wealth and influence to become the militia captain of a small town known as Tristram. To his credit, Typhos took his responsibilities seriously and showed some small talent for tactics. This talent went mostly to waste, until the hallowed attacked Tristram. Many were killed, including Typhos himself, but the town managed to prevail. In the aftermath, terrified townsfolk discovered a resurrected Typhos; dazed, wandering, and bearing the Mark on his left shoulder. Fearing that the curse of the undead might be contagious, Tristram's mayor ordered the remaining militia to drive their former captain away.

No issues.

Sacha, the Corrupt Cleric

Your personal fault will almost never apply fully; you need to change it. I would accept -15 eva, for instance.

Spoiler: Ariston Pythias (click to show/hide)

Name: Ariston Pythias
Class: Soldier Trainee -> Knight -> General
Character Skill: Guard
Affinity: ??
Class Skill: Brace for Impact: Instead of attacking during his turn, Pythias can set his Evasion to 0 to gain +2 DEF and +1 RES.
Personal Fault: 'Fat Rolling': If Pythias is attacked on the Enemy Phase, he has -15 EVA against every subsequent enemy attacker.
Personal Skill: Familiar Weaponry: If Pythias is wielding a weapon of the Bludgeoning category, +2 SKL.
/Personal Skill: A General Is Only As Strong As His Weakest Soldier: When over 50% HP, Pythias gains +50% to Support Bonuses.
//Personal Skill: The Stone Wall of Mir: When using Guard, Pythias gains +2 DEF.
Preferred Stats:  Defence, HP
Weapon Proficiencies: Lance (E) (Unless I'm allowed to go with Axes as that's what I'm picking for my Knight weapon)

Level: 1
Total Level: 1

Progression Spent: 330/330

Current Stats:

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

Levels Gained:

Starting Stats

HP: 20 (60%)
STR: 4 (60%)
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
CON: 5 (-)
AID: 4 (-)
LUK: 3 (60%)
DEF: 5 (60%)
RES: 0 (10%)
SPD: 2 (20%)
MOV: 4 (-)

Inventory:
Name        Type ( ) Rng Wt Mt Hit Cr Ql
Slim Lance Pier E 1 5 4 85 10 35
Estus Flask (1/1, 10hp heal)

Bio: You can find some of the details of Pythias's life in any serious history book, but the best account of his story is found in the works of Gilroy Mac Aodha - specifically, the second volume of his romanticization of the civil war of Mir, which lasted for two hundred years before the land was unified under a new name. Of course, this all happened several hundred years ago, and what Mir became has long disappeared, absorbed by a larger kingdom which in turn fell to another, and another, until no one is quite sure where it was or what it stood for.

According to Guardians And Lions (Volume two of four: Children Of The Revolution, Guardians And Lions, Duke Without Shame, and The Last Days Of Mir), Ariston Pythias was born in a small farming village near the castle of Mir, and grew up strong and humble as he assisted his father and uncles. When Duke Kleisthan started his rebellion, it is said that the young Pythias reported immediately to the castle and joined the army, where he would meet his closest ally and fiercest rival: the captain of the unit he was assigned to, Damon.

It is unknown if Pythias and Damon butted heads in history quite as often as they do in the story, but it is known for certain that despite their differences Damon proved to be an effective mentor for young Pythias, and he learned the ways of war quickly and effectively. Having always been strong from working the land, Pythias is romanticized with the title 'The Stone Wall of Mir', and many times in the book he is credited for holding strategic locations with just his war mace, tower shield, and heavy armor. It is not mentioned as much in historical records, though a letter from one general that was found noted that Pythias and Damon together were, indeed, likened to a 'stone wall' in the defense of a certain bridge, holding it for several hours on their own until reinforcements could arrive. Historians interested in Mir debate whether this was due to their skill or their choice of an effective chokepoint, but regardless, this does seem factual.

In Guardians And Lions, resentment flares between Ariston and Damon for several chapters when the young Pythias is chosen for promotion to a general position over the more experienced Damon, although again it is uncertain if this is Gilroy adding drama or historically accurate. Historians of Mir do note that the country's habit of picking their generals based on physical rather than mental prowess is probably what led to its fall. Regardless, the two continued to work well and effectively together, until a chapter known as The Siege Of Karthmere Citadel.

The most dramatic chaper of Guardians And Lions, it details how the rebel general Cyrus Simonides manages to trick Pythias into dividing his forces to attack both entrances of the citadel, and how this tactical error led to the capture of many of his soldiers, including Damon. Cyrus threatened to execute Damon unless Pythias surrendered, and in what is romanticized as the ultimate act of friendship, the Stone Wall of Mir set aside his shield and mace and gave himself up to free his friend.

His sacrifice was for naught, as Cyrus hung them both from the gallows and tore apart the now-leaderless battalion. And that is where Pythias's story ends.

History is less kind to him than even Gilroy's works.

When Pythias surrendered, he was taken down to the dungeons beneath Karthmere along with his soldiers, where they were locked up... and Cyrus then proceeded to have his own troops brick over the stairs leading down to the cells, leaving them to die a slow death of dehydration and starvation. Even the young and strong Pythias wasted away, dying within the week. His life was over, but his existence was not.

Ariston Pythias became one of the first, if unknown, Undead.

For centuries, he was kept human by his feelings of despair, guilt, and rage, and by his friend Damon who was the only other person who shared his ultimate fate. But as year followed year there in the darkness, he felt himself slipping away, wondering what he was holding on for... until the day something changed. The sounds of stone crumbling. Light. Human voices; rough, coarse voices. Footsteps approaching his cell. Words he could barely remember the meaning of; "search for anything valuable." He could smell, almost taste their existence. He grabbed one of the rusted, mostly broken swords of one of his soldiers, knowing Damon was doing the same, and instinctively the pair fell upon the intruding grave robbers and took their Humanity back for themselves.

The pair escaped the crumbling ruins of Karthmere Citadel and, refreshed by their newfound if ill-gotten Humanity, tried to figure out what to do. Ever the smarter of the pair, Damon eventually suggested they head for the gates of Truskhang, to appeal to the gods and try to figure out how to break the curse. Ariston agreed, and the duo set off for the sealed gates...

In terms of physical appearance, Ariston still looks to be the same young man he was when he died, about 21 or 22, tall at 6'5, muscular, a bit handsome in a sort of folksy country-boy way. His armor consists of layers upon layers of dark steel plate, lined with a crimson metal for effect, and a brown surcoat with white lining and a high collar. He carries a helmet, but only wears it in battle to protect his head. His clothes are rarely visible in the chinks of his armor, but appear to be the same dark gray color.

It makes sense to allow you to start with a hatchet and axe profiency instead of lances;
Hatchet | Thrw (E) | 1-2 | 5 | 4 | 85 | 5 | 35

"Hello."
Alain Nyx, Thief Trainee

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Name: Alain Nyx
Class: Thief Trainee > Spy > Assassin
Character Specific Skill: Canto
Affinity:
Personal Fault: Thanatophobia: If any Allied Unit is reduced to 0 HP, -2 base damage for the player turn afterwards.
Personal Skill: Deft Movement: +1 MOV when not within three spaces of three enemies.
//Personal Skill: Fancy Footwork: +15 Evasion when over half HP.
////Personal Skill: Memories of the Past: If the character fights on open terrain: +10 Critical. [Any MOV 1 terrain]
 
Preferred stats: Speed, Luck
 
Weapon profs: Sword (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 330/330%
 
HP: 16 (70%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 1 (0%)
SKL: 5 (60%)
CON: 4
AID: 3
LUK: 2 (+2) (60%)
DEF: 3 (10%)
RES: 1 (30%)
SPD: 4 (+2) (60%)
MOV: 4
 
Inventory:
Name        Type ( ) Rng Wt Mt Hit Cr Ql
Iron Knife Side E 1-2 4 5 0 90 45
Estus Flask (1/1, 10hp heal)
 
Bio:
In another world, in another time, things would've been very different.
 
Alain was raised by an estimable bookkeeper of a dignified library in one of the many places within the kingdoms of man. She was one of many children raised under the watchful eye of a venerable guardian: One who was strong in moral physique, and made it upon himself to be the change he wanted to see in the world--and made sure that this would be the foremost teaching he would impart to those he took care of and raised within the confines of the city archives.
 
The city Alain lived in was one of the smaller-scale habitations within the many kingdoms, though one that had a thriving industry overground...and underground. The populace of the kingdom was commanded by free-thinkers and volunteer enforcers, all working under a code of benevolent rulership, one which should've encompassed the city Alain lived in, but alas--a border city nearest the 'spread of the Curse' had a great psychological effect on the populace, especially considering the foundations of the area. The city was self-sufficient, but its open-city policy and isolation from most of the kingdom had consequences: Refugees or travelers included those under the curse, and without knowledge of origin or process of its workings, the city's protectors could not discern one from the other in accepting immigrants. This soon became the foremost origin of crime in the city, instead.
 
In the time that passed until her adulthood, Alain noticed the many differences with each passing year: Her mentor began full research into the study of the curse and left most of the children under the watch of the oldest among them; The city was divided into sectors, each beginning to focus on a specialty to meet the needs of its populace; Guardsman squads were created and mobilized to patrol each sector, meeting physical assault crimes with a trial-on-spot routine before disarmament and execution; Curfews were created in order to enforce discipline and personal protection; Cemeteries were abolished, the rites of the deceased were a purge by fire until only ashes were left behind.
 
This was all a temporary measure to counter the danger everyone could see, yet only few challenged in full: The Curse. At her coming of age, Alain was attacked (along with several other children under her watch) by a hallowed guardsman--one who slipped under the watch of his fellows until the worst occurred. After subduing the man (being thankful for keeping her knife for self-defense) and leaving the scene for the guardsmen to take care of, she blacked out--and found herself waking up in the innermost sanctuary of the library, surrounded by those she saved, and her mentor himself. She noted a deep melancholy in the air, which only solidified in her feelings as she questioned and was questioned about what had happened in turn. After a long night of dialogue and conversation, Alain was brought to the city gates under the cover of deepest night and knowledgeable secrecy by those she loved and trusted, and instead of facing the usual fate met by those who had died-and-did-not-rest, she was bid a quick but deeply sentimental farewell by those she spent her whole life with.
 
At the break of dawn before the morning gates were opened, Alain had left the safety and welcoming warmth of the city, armed with only her trusted knife and the clothes on her back (and in her satchel bag), as well as with the most potent weapon she could bring: Knowledge. She considered all she learned from those she trusted, and decided to further her mentor's research firsthand; to go where the living did not tread.

No issues, but you; are you able to promise you'll be able to come online and post reasonably often?

[SeriousConcentrate]

OK, thanks. I edited those into my previous post. ^^^

[GiglameshDespair]

I was tempted not to, let you promote, and then never give any axes for the rest of the game.
But I felt merciful, for some reason.