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[Twinwolf]

Question: How quickly did Paris get wrecked? Would a survivor of that be possible, or was it instant and everyone died?

It got rekt over the course of a week, I think, so survivors would be possible.

Character is done for now, ready for balancing.

Spoiler: Amelie Hart (click to show/hide)

Name: Amelie Hart

Description: A taller young woman, around 5’9”. She has blonde hair that goes a bit past her shoulders. While her natural eye color is blue, whenever she’s using her powers they become purple. Like, bright purple. She has an athletic build. Outside of her armor, she usually wears brightly colored and comfortable clothes, usually green or purple. She is 23 years old.

In terms of personality, Amelie is that one really energetic person, enthusiastic and optimistic friend that everyone’s had at least once, despite the grim state of the world. She’s fully aware of how bad things are at the moment, despite her sometimes acting younger than she is. She just thinks that if she’s not depressed about things, maybe some others won’t be either. Because of this, she doesn’t often show how she’s actually feeling, at least when that’s a negative emotion.

Her magic form has her in a… somewhat oversized suit of armor that resembles steel plate, except tougher and not so hard to move in. If she were to remove her helmet one would see that  her eyes have become purple, and she seems to… glow, slightly.

Backstory: Amelie’s life has been pretty average, as far as average goes. Her dad was German, and her mother French, although they never married. For her youth she jumped between Berlin and Paris, her father and her mother, spending a season at each home. She never let the few friends, or the constant movement, bother her. Or at least, not show how it bothered her. When she became 18, she decided to stay in Paris for her education. At her eighteenth birthday party, her father gave her a package. A family heirloom, an amulet passed from father-to-son down the family line. Lacking a son, he gave it to her. She’s worn it ever since.

Amelie was a student at the University of Paris until recently, although she hadn’t yet chosen a major; she’s not the greatest student, but not for lack of trying. She’d been in the university when everything went to hell. Or perhaps one could say, void. The first hour or so was confusion. Communications died, the computers were going crazy. By the second the metaphorical excrement had hit the fan. Amelie doesn’t know exactly what happened to the University building she was in. Maybe it was attacked. Either way, something hit her head and when she woke up she was in rubble. She looked for a long time, it felt, but she couldn’t find exit. She found bodies though. And blood. Not everyone was as lucky as her.

Just as she began to give up hope, the amulet she always wore- the heirloom- felt… warm. Really, really warm. She touched it, and the next she knew she was wearing armor and felt much, much stronger than she normally was. She managed to push her way out of the rubble and into the ruined city. She went to her mother’s home, but found nobody. Maybe she was dead. Maybe she wasn’t. She didn’t know how to find her, let alone her father. A distorted broadcast mentioned Camp Cinder, and with nowhere else to go she made that her destination. As she navigated the city, she managed to find a few other survivors, and they left as a group. By some miracle, they escaped the city and managed to cross the countryside. Eventually, they made it to camp. Let’s see where Amelie’s story goes from there, shall we?

She does not know why her family has had such an artifact, nor why it has not activated in recent memory; had the threats faced by Team Northsdale not been a great enough danger?

Stats:

HP - 46
Mana - 12

STR - 8
DEX - 5
AGIL - 4
INT - 6
WILL - 7

Abilities:

Shield Wall: Amelie summons an energy shield in front of her that blocks damage to her and allies nearby (~35 feet). The shield has HP equal to (LVLd4 + Will), and has a cooldown of one turn when it goes down. Allies can attack through it, but Amelie cannot attack while it is active. Nobody will die if she can help it. (Active, Level 2)

Come at Me!: Amelie shouts a challenge at an enemy. Magically augmented as it is, it works: the enemy has to attack Amelie for 2 turns. If the enemy has single target abilities it must use them. Amelie is well aware she can take hits better than some of her allies, and uses this to the team’s advantage. (Active, Level 1)

Heavy Swing: Amelie’s magic boosts the swing (or slash, or what have you) of her weapon, multiplying the stat used by the weapon by 1.5x for the attack. A simple thing, but reliable. Not many things are in today’s world. (Active, Level 1)

Personal Reserves: In addition to the mana contained in the amulet, Amelie has an amount of mana herself that was previously untapped. When her HP drops below 50%, she regains 25% of her SP, limited by her SP cap. (Passive, Level 1)

Energy Redirection: The Shield Wall takes energy from the attacks it absorbs, and gives it to the original target. After the shield falls from damage, the next attack by the person who had been targeted by the attack that felled it is damage boosted by 25% of the damage taken by the shield. (Passive, Level 1)

Armored Up: The transformation that allows Amelie to use her abilities also gives her armor so she can last long enough to use them. She starts with armor. (Damage resistance TBD by GM) (Free Passive, Level 1)

Inventory:
Amulet of Protection: An heirloom of Amelie’s family, on her father’s side. While it’s been dormant for centuries, the danger the world is now in has reawoken it’s power. While it’ll take time to shake off the metaphorical rust, it still allows Amelie the use of her power. Amelie never, ever, takes this off. She needs this item to transform and thus access her abilities.

Fireaxe: A simple axe that one might find in a fire department. Perhaps there had been firemen trying to find survivors in the rubble, and they got… in any case, Amelie found this after leaving the rubble. It’s simple, but it works for now. GM needs to determine damage.

Amelie’s handbag contains many things one would expect a college student to have. Money, family photo, a few snacks, smartphone, etc.. Apart from that, she has the clothes on her back.

Come At Me! - Change to one turn of attacking.
Heavy Swing - Change multiplier bonus to 1.25, since it scales.
Energy Redirection - Elaborate on it a little more?
Armored Up - Keep in mind, you're free to start with basic armor, but to summon it you'd need this ability. What type of armor is it?

Fireaxe damage is 1d6+STR.

Ok
Ok
Let's say that Sorasa (KingMurdoc's character) is being guarded by Amelie's shield. An enemy targets an attack at Sorasa which is blocked by the shield, but it destroys the shield. The attack that destroyed it did 12 damage. Sorasa's next attack will now deal an additional 3 damage.
Clarify? It's the armor described in her description. I had it in the skill because I want a way for it to stay viable as she levels, because I don't think she'd be able to use other armor.

[Kansa]

Ok, I changed it around as you suggested.

I changed the passive so she can choose one of them to increase at the start of each turn and if she doesn't cast a spell the buffs go away. I hope this is ok, if it's not I'll change it to just being stat buffs. 

[PrivateNomad]

@Twinwolf:
o, okay. What if someone attacks the shield directly, and not a player behind it?
Magic Girl Steel Plate Armor: +5 DR, -2 AGI, -1 DEX. +1 DR/level.

Ok ,I changed it around as you suggested.

I changed the passive so she can choose one of them to increase at the start of each turn and if she doesn't cast a spell the buffs go away. I hope this is ok, if it's not I'll change it to just being stat buffs. 

Yeah that's fine.

[Twinwolf]

Then I guess that bonus would go to Amelie.

[Chevaleresse]

why is everyone's weapon better than mine >.>

[USEC_OFFICER]

Alright. I should be done with my character sheet. Let me know how it looks and what values I need to put in for damage/whatever.

For reference, or for those of you know weren't in v3, Dalia's old sheet is here. Just so that we're on the same page here.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Made the appropriate changes to Unhesitant Courage. Reduced the cooldown as well since I saw that another equivalent move only had 1 turn cooldown and the 2 turn was placed to balance out the damage reduction.

EDIT: I may make one more major edit to Alistair's sheet to change his stats, but apart from that I think the only edits I have left are description and clarification of what his abilties do, most of which I've already done. Also edited his description to be better because dammit guys why you have to be so good at writing ;-;

[USEC_OFFICER]

Damn it Elf. Stop trying to be better than everyone else. It's working.

[Twinwolf]

Made suggested changes to the sheet. They're in reply #25, but I'll quote it here since I've seen sheets get lost like that.

Spoiler: Amelie Hart (click to show/hide)

Name: Amelie Hart

Description: A taller young woman, around 5’9”. She has blonde hair that goes a bit past her shoulders. While her natural eye color is blue, whenever she’s using her powers they become purple. Like, bright purple. She has an athletic build, with not unnoticeable muscles. She is rather pale though, usually being indoors. Outside of her armor, she usually wears brightly colored and comfortable clothes, usually green or purple. She is 23 years old.

In terms of personality, Amelie is that one really energetic person, enthusiastic and optimistic friend that everyone’s had at least once, despite the grim state of the world. She’s fully aware of how bad things are at the moment, despite her sometimes acting younger than she is. She just thinks that if she’s not depressed about things, maybe some others won’t be either. Because of this, she doesn’t often show how she’s actually feeling, at least when that’s a negative emotion.

Her magic form has her in a… somewhat oversized suit of armor that resembles steel plate, except tougher and not so hard to move in. If she were to remove her helmet one would see that  her eyes have become purple, and she seems to… glow, slightly.

Backstory: Amelie’s life has been pretty average, as far as average goes. Her dad was German, and her mother French, although they never married. For her youth she jumped between Berlin and Paris, her father and her mother, spending a season at each home. She never let the few friends, or the constant movement, bother her. Or at least, not show how it bothered her. When she became 18, she decided to stay in Paris for her education. At her eighteenth birthday party, her father gave her a package. A family heirloom, an amulet passed from father-to-son down the family line. Lacking a son, he gave it to her. She’s worn it ever since.

Amelie was a student at the University of Paris until recently, although she hadn’t yet chosen a major; she’s not the greatest student, but not for lack of trying. She’d been in the university when everything went to hell. Or perhaps one could say, void. The first hour or so was confusion. Communications died, the computers were going crazy. By the second the metaphorical excrement had hit the fan. Amelie doesn’t know exactly what happened to the University building she was in. Maybe it was attacked. Either way, something hit her head and when she woke up she was in rubble. She looked for a long time, it felt, but she couldn’t find exit. She found bodies though. And blood. Not everyone was as lucky as her.

Just as she began to give up hope, the amulet she always wore- the heirloom- felt… warm. Really, really warm. She touched it, and the next she knew she was wearing armor and felt much, much stronger than she normally was. She managed to push her way out of the rubble and into the ruined city. She went to her mother’s home, but found nobody. Maybe she was dead. Maybe she wasn’t. She didn’t know how to find her, let alone her father. A distorted broadcast mentioned Camp Cinder, and with nowhere else to go she made that her destination. As she navigated the city, she managed to find a few other survivors, and they left as a group. By some miracle, they escaped the city and managed to cross the countryside. Eventually, they made it to camp. Let’s see where Amelie’s story goes from there, shall we?

She does not know why her family has had such an artifact, nor why it has not activated in recent memory; had the threats faced by Team Northsdale not been a great enough danger?

Stats:

HP - 46
Mana - 12

STR - 8
DEX - 5
AGIL - 4
INT - 6
WILL - 7

Abilities:

Shield Wall: Amelie summons an energy shield in front of her that blocks damage to her and allies nearby (~35 feet). The shield has HP equal to (LVLd4 + Will), and has a cooldown of one turn when it goes down. Allies can attack through it, but Amelie cannot attack while it is active. Nobody will die if she can help it. (Active, Level 2)

Come at Me!: Amelie shouts a challenge at an enemy. Magically augmented as it is, it works: the enemy has to attack Amelie for 1 turn. If the enemy has single target abilities it must use them. Amelie is well aware she can take hits better than some of her allies, and uses this to the team’s advantage. (Active, Level 1)

Heavy Swing: Amelie’s magic boosts the swing (or slash, or what have you) of her weapon, multiplying the stat used by the weapon by 1.25x for the attack. A simple thing, but reliable. Not many things are in today’s world. (Active, Level 1)

Personal Reserves: In addition to the mana contained in the amulet, Amelie has an amount of mana herself that was previously untapped. When her HP drops below 50%, she regains 25% of her SP, limited by her SP cap. (Passive, Level 1)

Energy Redirection: The Shield Wall takes energy from the attacks it absorbs, and gives it to the original target. After the shield falls from damage, the next attack by the person who had been targeted by the attack that felled it is damage boosted by 25% of the damage taken by the shield. (Passive, Level 1)

Armored Up: The transformation that allows Amelie to use her abilities also gives her armor so she can last long enough to use them. She starts with armor. (Damage resistance TBD by GM) (Free Passive, Level 1)
Magic Girl Steel Plate Armor: +5 DR, -2 AGI, -1 DEX. +1 DR/level.


Inventory:
Amulet of Protection: An heirloom of Amelie’s family, on her father’s side. While it’s been dormant for centuries, the danger the world is now in has reawoken it’s power. While it’ll take time to shake off the metaphorical rust, it still allows Amelie the use of her power. Amelie never, ever, takes this off. She needs this item to transform and thus access her abilities.

Fireaxe: A simple axe that one might find in a fire department. Perhaps there had been firemen trying to find survivors in the rubble, and they got… in any case, Amelie found this after leaving the rubble. It’s simple, but it works for now. GM needs to determine damage. 1d6+STR.

Amelie’s handbag contains many things one would expect a college student to have. Money, family photo, a few snacks, smartphone, etc.. Apart from that, she has the clothes on her back.

[RAM]

Well, these tend to have too high of a daily post-count for my tastes, but I gotta get my sheet in...

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: The Cat. Magical form: Phoenix. Common form: It is a cat, people name it whatever, but it often gains fire-related "black" names like Sooty, Coal, Ashen, Smoke, Char...
Description: A small black tomcat with pointy ears and a short but dense coat and orange eyes and a short but angular snout and furry wings that can blend into its coat and a tail that splits in two whenever it is severed which is currently split in seven places but is generally held together to appear normal. It meows with a somewhat high pitch and a slightly broken tone.
 It likes peace and comfort and regular meals, but appreciates that fate-of-the-world issues need to be dealt with. It has a somewhat timid streak and prefers to avoid combat but is prone to attachments and can be fiercely loyal to those that it collects. Really, much as one would expect of a cat, barring extreme circumstances, it can be relied upon to seek the path of least resistance, barring an opportunity to sit in the best spot or investigate something new. It is aware, however, that it has a role to perform, and while it doesn't always agree with that role, it will typically go along with whatever is required to fulfil it.

Of special note is that there are various things absent from its perception. It speaks at times, with varied voices, but not by choice and it is not capable of being aware of specifically what the voices have ever said. It can understand communication of all sorts, but cannot produce words, codes, nor script, relying upon spontaneous gesture and attitude. It is completely incapable of being aware that it can transform. It senses locations that are of great importance, places that it needs to be, and somewhat when it needs to be there, but the sense doesn't reveal any more than that.

Oh, phoenix is bigger and made of fire and has proportionally bigger wings and a single flaming tail and such. Gotta go...
Backstory: This cat is effectively immortal, and has seen ages, but its memory is fragmented and indistinct, so it has little context or timing to its memories and can provide precious little useful insight into history. Most recently it has spent the better part of a century wandering aimlessly trying to hide after it and its previous companion parted ways. Its clear memories only stretch back to its most recent companion, a rural French girl who found herself Banishing hostile spirits from villagers. The problems only spread over a few near villages so they travelled a lot but over familiar areas. The girl was pleasant, willing to talk to the cat which was always willing to contribute an insightful meow and act out what it could which was nice, as not all companions are inclined to converse with it, and she would insightful comments on the scenery or discuss recent missions and had a particular interest in exotic baked goods. After being in the region of unusual behaviour one too many times, and being witnessed "extracting someone's soul and performing wicked magic with it" the pair were burned alive by an angry mob. Avoiding its humanity, its responsibilities, and most everything else seemed like the appropriate response upon its reforming and the wilderness seemed rather inviting, but the recent disasters have compelled it to once again heed the call and attend to its duties.

Some recollections from its past include:
A great sense of urgency. Sprinting down brick alleyways. There is a girl in rags, a trio of horned creatures, part elk part wolf part bear with spines and elongated bladed claws. I need to save one, after everything I just need to save just one of them. I leap before them, howl in despair, and then... she thanked me? It is confusing, I almost think that I saw her again...

I am assisting twins with a cooking task, they dump coarse flour over me, it keeps them entertained, I shall endure it. I sense that they have been lonely...

A girl with curly hair and a large smile is fighting beasts deformed by a nearby warlock. She catches a tall staff, speaks loudly gesturing at the beasts, and most melt away into dust. She tells me that we are doing important work and that I should have more faith. I feel tired, perhaps I have been disagreeable?

The same girl, older now, there is something new, I am leading a train of people, refugees? Something new, something bad, but, I am unsure of things? She was supposed to be following behind, catching stragglers and guarding against pursuit, but she is missing, I am worried, I feel somehow mistrustful. I am drawn forwards, but fear for my companion, I sprint ahead, hoping the people will follow to where they last saw me, then run around the terrain to seek the girl. I cannot sense her, but I know of a place, I hurry. My companion is on the ground, with figures around her, one bending over her, I am watching from atop a distant slope and there are rocks about. The figures behind to contort and fade, except for the girl and her assailant, my companion's body is broken, beyond broken, she should no longer... be here... but somehow she is held in this world and the figure has an arm stretched to her torso, a hand within it. There is a thing, a shimmer, ripple, something unnatural, something leaves my companion and enters the figure, and the girl finally leaves, I hope... The figure stands, a young woman, she holds herself with experience, I run. There is nothing I can do, I have the people to lead, I am terrified, I run. I think that my companion new of this fate. I think that she was guided to it. I think that I do not like the forces that guide me...

Sitting upon a comfortable chair overlooking the sea. There is a ship in the distance and an aged companion seated nearby. They feel as though they are connected, with battles behind them, perhaps not all tales end badly...

An albino girl with silver hair and a lyrical voice. She has been speaking for the spirits that seek peace, and fighting those that seek war. The villagers believe that she empowers the spirits, that they cannot fight without her, the villagers are not wrong... The iron burns her, me it only batters and cuts, I must not be a creature of the spirits...

Stone buildings, a plain girl in a robe, a cart of dried meats animates, attacks and is incinerated with a wave of her hand. She laughs with a wild look in her eyes and we enjoy the meal.

Stats: Are you good at this, bad at that? Well-rounded? Allocate 30 points. Average for a human is 3 each, but you guys aren't average farmers.
STR - 3(-2)
DEX - 3(-2)
AGIL - 5
INT - 13
WILL - 6

Abilities:
Irrepressible(free): Given time, even death can be overcome. If this character dies they will recover. This process cannot be prevented, but requires more time if the damage done is greater. Perishing from limited blood-loss or a concussion might be resolved in hours, complete vaporisation would most likely require decades or more to return from. Captivity also disagrees with the subject, they will wither away if bound, eventually perishing from the ordeal, only to revive, free, nearby, after a considerable, but manageable delay. While death from this process leaves only dust, the recovery time is as though only mild injuries had felled the creature.(I am thinking 6 hours for just barely dead and double the time for every extra point of damage. Make judgement calls on what is too much time out to be returning to the campaign...)
Exposition(2): You can sense locations of plot significance. You can serve as an unwitting mouthpiece for the G.M., spontaneously speaking to inform your companions of knowledge from beyond. The origin of the exposition is generally unknown and likely varies and the voices vary accordingly.
Unstable transformation(2): Your transformation is difficult and dangerous to achieve and takes a toll on your body. Minimum (strength and agility) are 3 and have a -2 when not transformed but you gain +1 to all stats and abilities when transformed. You can only transform under specific conditions(Opposed emotion and situation: Hope in the face of despair, courage in the face of terror. Going after the maguffin even if you don't think you can possibly get it because you don't see anything else to do...) and your transformation cannot be forced. Every turn spent transformed results in one damage to your base form for every turn that you have been transformed.
Regenerative form(2,phoenix only): When transformed your transformed form gains 2 points of health every turn, this does not heal damage done to your base form.
Healing aura(2): When active, nearby creatures heal one point per turn and damage is reduced by one.
Howl(1): An unnatural wail and a pulse of force stuns and damages those nearby.
Flight(1): You have wings and can glide safely and even fly for short bursts.
form-dependant Meld(1):
Cat: You can jump onto someone's back, wrap your arms around their neck, and grant them power. This is very embarrassing. They gain a third of your stats and and enhanced version of your compatible abilities(namely flight and healing aura). You also undergo physical changes to reflect these powers(namely your wings grow to many times normal, this is very painful).
Phoenix(phoenix only): You become an aura around someone and grant them your powers. They gain half your stats and all your abilities. You lose the ability to control yourself and become entirely dependant upon the subject to end the effect...
Flare(2, phoenix only): You emit flames to damage those around you.

Inventory: empty, Feeble kitty scratches.

Imma probably only check in once per day, which in my very limited experience of this game is not enough. But I wanted to get the sheet in for the lulz...

[IamanElfCollaborator]

.....
*glares at RAM*
*slinks off back to keyboard*

[Projeck37]

Nomad, if you could go through my abilities, that'd be nice. Tell me what needs changing.

As for the description, I'm going to get onto that soon.

[PrivateNomad]

Alright. I should be done with my character sheet. Let me know how it looks and what values I need to put in for damage/whatever.

For reference, or for those of you know weren't in v3, Dalia's old sheet is here. Just so that we're on the same page here.

Capable of Absorbing Mana: Change it to a certain radius, say 40 feet. I say this because in most fights you will have a bunch of people using abilities which each give .5 mana, which could easily mean 5 mana a turn which far exceeds your usage of it.
Protection of the Crystals: Have it cap at 1/2 INT, since damage resistance is pretty strong.
Bane of Metal and Flesh: Damage is 1d6 per level, plus 2 damage per CA.
Friend of Metal and Flesh: Same as above, but with healz.

Crystal knife damage: 1d6+DEX. Shatters from extreme force or sonic attacks.

Nomad, if you could go through my abilities, that'd be nice. Tell me what needs changing.

As for the description, I'm going to get onto that soon.

Overheat- Just change it to a flat dice + WILL. I recommend 1d4+WILL or 1d2+WILL to 3 targets, since it has two modes. Applies heat damage as well.
Heat Seeking- Make it either a 20% chance per level or have it as a passive that has a lesser percent per level.

Made suggested changes to the sheet. They're in reply #25, but I'll quote it here since I've seen sheets get lost like that.

Spoiler: Amelie Hart (click to show/hide)

Name: Amelie Hart

Description: A taller young woman, around 5’9”. She has blonde hair that goes a bit past her shoulders. While her natural eye color is blue, whenever she’s using her powers they become purple. Like, bright purple. She has an athletic build, with not unnoticeable muscles. She is rather pale though, usually being indoors. Outside of her armor, she usually wears brightly colored and comfortable clothes, usually green or purple. She is 23 years old.

In terms of personality, Amelie is that one really energetic person, enthusiastic and optimistic friend that everyone’s had at least once, despite the grim state of the world. She’s fully aware of how bad things are at the moment, despite her sometimes acting younger than she is. She just thinks that if she’s not depressed about things, maybe some others won’t be either. Because of this, she doesn’t often show how she’s actually feeling, at least when that’s a negative emotion.

Her magic form has her in a… somewhat oversized suit of armor that resembles steel plate, except tougher and not so hard to move in. If she were to remove her helmet one would see that  her eyes have become purple, and she seems to… glow, slightly.

Backstory: Amelie’s life has been pretty average, as far as average goes. Her dad was German, and her mother French, although they never married. For her youth she jumped between Berlin and Paris, her father and her mother, spending a season at each home. She never let the few friends, or the constant movement, bother her. Or at least, not show how it bothered her. When she became 18, she decided to stay in Paris for her education. At her eighteenth birthday party, her father gave her a package. A family heirloom, an amulet passed from father-to-son down the family line. Lacking a son, he gave it to her. She’s worn it ever since.

Amelie was a student at the University of Paris until recently, although she hadn’t yet chosen a major; she’s not the greatest student, but not for lack of trying. She’d been in the university when everything went to hell. Or perhaps one could say, void. The first hour or so was confusion. Communications died, the computers were going crazy. By the second the metaphorical excrement had hit the fan. Amelie doesn’t know exactly what happened to the University building she was in. Maybe it was attacked. Either way, something hit her head and when she woke up she was in rubble. She looked for a long time, it felt, but she couldn’t find exit. She found bodies though. And blood. Not everyone was as lucky as her.

Just as she began to give up hope, the amulet she always wore- the heirloom- felt… warm. Really, really warm. She touched it, and the next she knew she was wearing armor and felt much, much stronger than she normally was. She managed to push her way out of the rubble and into the ruined city. She went to her mother’s home, but found nobody. Maybe she was dead. Maybe she wasn’t. She didn’t know how to find her, let alone her father. A distorted broadcast mentioned Camp Cinder, and with nowhere else to go she made that her destination. As she navigated the city, she managed to find a few other survivors, and they left as a group. By some miracle, they escaped the city and managed to cross the countryside. Eventually, they made it to camp. Let’s see where Amelie’s story goes from there, shall we?

She does not know why her family has had such an artifact, nor why it has not activated in recent memory; had the threats faced by Team Northsdale not been a great enough danger?

Stats:

HP - 46
Mana - 12

STR - 8
DEX - 5
AGIL - 4
INT - 6
WILL - 7

Abilities:

Shield Wall: Amelie summons an energy shield in front of her that blocks damage to her and allies nearby (~35 feet). The shield has HP equal to (LVLd4 + Will), and has a cooldown of one turn when it goes down. Allies can attack through it, but Amelie cannot attack while it is active. Nobody will die if she can help it. (Active, Level 2)

Come at Me!: Amelie shouts a challenge at an enemy. Magically augmented as it is, it works: the enemy has to attack Amelie for 1 turn. If the enemy has single target abilities it must use them. Amelie is well aware she can take hits better than some of her allies, and uses this to the team’s advantage. (Active, Level 1)

Heavy Swing: Amelie’s magic boosts the swing (or slash, or what have you) of her weapon, multiplying the stat used by the weapon by 1.25x for the attack. A simple thing, but reliable. Not many things are in today’s world. (Active, Level 1)

Personal Reserves: In addition to the mana contained in the amulet, Amelie has an amount of mana herself that was previously untapped. When her HP drops below 50%, she regains 25% of her SP, limited by her SP cap. (Passive, Level 1)

Energy Redirection: The Shield Wall takes energy from the attacks it absorbs, and gives it to the original target. After the shield falls from damage, the next attack by the person who had been targeted by the attack that felled it is damage boosted by 25% of the damage taken by the shield. (Passive, Level 1)

Armored Up: The transformation that allows Amelie to use her abilities also gives her armor so she can last long enough to use them. She starts with armor. (Damage resistance TBD by GM) (Free Passive, Level 1)
Magic Girl Steel Plate Armor: +5 DR, -2 AGI, -1 DEX. +1 DR/level.


Inventory:
Amulet of Protection: An heirloom of Amelie’s family, on her father’s side. While it’s been dormant for centuries, the danger the world is now in has reawoken it’s power. While it’ll take time to shake off the metaphorical rust, it still allows Amelie the use of her power. Amelie never, ever, takes this off. She needs this item to transform and thus access her abilities.

Fireaxe: A simple axe that one might find in a fire department. Perhaps there had been firemen trying to find survivors in the rubble, and they got… in any case, Amelie found this after leaving the rubble. It’s simple, but it works for now. GM needs to determine damage. 1d6+STR.

Amelie’s handbag contains many things one would expect a college student to have. Money, family photo, a few snacks, smartphone, etc.. Apart from that, she has the clothes on her back.

Specify how wide the shield is, because some times I may be using a battlemap. Other than that it's good.

Well, these tend to have too high of a daily post-count for my tastes, but I gotta get my sheet in...

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: The Cat. Magical form: Phoenix. Common form: It is a cat, people name it whatever, but it often gains fire-related "black" names like Sooty, Coal, Ashen, Smoke, Char...
Description: A small black tomcat with pointy ears and a short but dense coat and orange eyes and a short but angular snout and furry wings that can blend into its coat and a tail that splits in two whenever it is severed which is currently split in seven places but is generally held together to appear normal. It meows with a somewhat high pitch and a slightly broken tone.
 It likes peace and comfort and regular meals, but appreciates that fate-of-the-world issues need to be dealt with. It has a somewhat timid streak and prefers to avoid combat but is prone to attachments and can be fiercely loyal to those that it collects. Really, much as one would expect of a cat, barring extreme circumstances, it can be relied upon to seek the path of least resistance, barring an opportunity to sit in the best spot or investigate something new. It is aware, however, that it has a role to perform, and while it doesn't always agree with that role, it will typically go along with whatever is required to fulfil it.

Of special note is that there are various things absent from its perception. It speaks at times, with varied voices, but not by choice and it is not capable of being aware of specifically what the voices have ever said. It can understand communication of all sorts, but cannot produce words, codes, nor script, relying upon spontaneous gesture and attitude. It is completely incapable of being aware that it can transform. It senses locations that are of great importance, places that it needs to be, and somewhat when it needs to be there, but the sense doesn't reveal any more than that.

Oh, phoenix is bigger and made of fire and has proportionally bigger wings and a single flaming tail and such. Gotta go...
Backstory: This cat is effectively immortal, and has seen ages, but its memory is fragmented and indistinct, so it has little context or timing to its memories and can provide precious little useful insight into history. Most recently it has spent the better part of a century wandering aimlessly trying to hide after it and its previous companion parted ways. Its clear memories only stretch back to its most recent companion, a rural French girl who found herself Banishing hostile spirits from villagers. The problems only spread over a few near villages so they travelled a lot but over familiar areas. The girl was pleasant, willing to talk to the cat which was always willing to contribute an insightful meow and act out what it could which was nice, as not all companions are inclined to converse with it, and she would insightful comments on the scenery or discuss recent missions and had a particular interest in exotic baked goods. After being in the region of unusual behaviour one too many times, and being witnessed "extracting someone's soul and performing wicked magic with it" the pair were burned alive by an angry mob. Avoiding its humanity, its responsibilities, and most everything else seemed like the appropriate response upon its reforming and the wilderness seemed rather inviting, but the recent disasters have compelled it to once again heed the call and attend to its duties.

Some recollections from its past include:
A great sense of urgency. Sprinting down brick alleyways. There is a girl in rags, a trio of horned creatures, part elk part wolf part bear with spines and elongated bladed claws. I need to save one, after everything I just need to save just one of them. I leap before them, howl in despair, and then... she thanked me? It is confusing, I almost think that I saw her again...

I am assisting twins with a cooking task, they dump coarse flour over me, it keeps them entertained, I shall endure it. I sense that they have been lonely...

A girl with curly hair and a large smile is fighting beasts deformed by a nearby warlock. She catches a tall staff, speaks loudly gesturing at the beasts, and most melt away into dust. She tells me that we are doing important work and that I should have more faith. I feel tired, perhaps I have been disagreeable?

The same girl, older now, there is something new, I am leading a train of people, refugees? Something new, something bad, but, I am unsure of things? She was supposed to be following behind, catching stragglers and guarding against pursuit, but she is missing, I am worried, I feel somehow mistrustful. I am drawn forwards, but fear for my companion, I sprint ahead, hoping the people will follow to where they last saw me, then run around the terrain to seek the girl. I cannot sense her, but I know of a place, I hurry. My companion is on the ground, with figures around her, one bending over her, I am watching from atop a distant slope and there are rocks about. The figures behind to contort and fade, except for the girl and her assailant, my companion's body is broken, beyond broken, she should no longer... be here... but somehow she is held in this world and the figure has an arm stretched to her torso, a hand within it. There is a thing, a shimmer, ripple, something unnatural, something leaves my companion and enters the figure, and the girl finally leaves, I hope... The figure stands, a young woman, she holds herself with experience, I run. There is nothing I can do, I have the people to lead, I am terrified, I run. I think that my companion new of this fate. I think that she was guided to it. I think that I do not like the forces that guide me...

Sitting upon a comfortable chair overlooking the sea. There is a ship in the distance and an aged companion seated nearby. They feel as though they are connected, with battles behind them, perhaps not all tales end badly...

An albino girl with silver hair and a lyrical voice. She has been speaking for the spirits that seek peace, and fighting those that seek war. The villagers believe that she empowers the spirits, that they cannot fight without her, the villagers are not wrong... The iron burns her, me it only batters and cuts, I must not be a creature of the spirits...

Stone buildings, a plain girl in a robe, a cart of dried meats animates, attacks and is incinerated with a wave of her hand. She laughs with a wild look in her eyes and we enjoy the meal.

Stats: Are you good at this, bad at that? Well-rounded? Allocate 30 points. Average for a human is 3 each, but you guys aren't average farmers.
STR - 3(-2)
DEX - 3(-2)
AGIL - 5
INT - 13
WILL - 6

Abilities:
Irrepressible(free): Given time, even death can be overcome. If this character dies they will recover. This process cannot be prevented, but requires more time if the damage done is greater. Perishing from limited blood-loss or a concussion might be resolved in hours, complete vaporisation would most likely require decades or more to return from. Captivity also disagrees with the subject, they will wither away if bound, eventually perishing from the ordeal, only to revive, free, nearby, after a considerable, but manageable delay. While death from this process leaves only dust, the recovery time is as though only mild injuries had felled the creature.(I am thinking 6 hours for just barely dead and double the time for every extra point of damage. Make judgement calls on what is too much time out to be returning to the campaign...)
Exposition(2): You can sense locations of plot significance. You can serve as an unwitting mouthpiece for the G.M., spontaneously speaking to inform your companions of knowledge from beyond. The origin of the exposition is generally unknown and likely varies and the voices vary accordingly.
Unstable transformation(2): Your transformation is difficult and dangerous to achieve and takes a toll on your body. Minimum (strength and agility) are 3 and have a -2 when not transformed but you gain +1 to all stats and abilities when transformed. You can only transform under specific conditions(Opposed emotion and situation: Hope in the face of despair, courage in the face of terror. Going after the maguffin even if you don't think you can possibly get it because you don't see anything else to do...) and your transformation cannot be forced. Every turn spent transformed results in one damage to your base form for every turn that you have been transformed.
Regenerative form(2,phoenix only): When transformed your transformed form gains 2 points of health every turn, this does not heal damage done to your base form.
Healing aura(2): When active, nearby creatures heal one point per turn and damage is reduced by one.
Howl(1): An unnatural wail and a pulse of force stuns and damages those nearby.
Flight(1): You have wings and can glide safely and even fly for short bursts.
form-dependant Meld(1):
Cat: You can jump onto someone's back, wrap your arms around their neck, and grant them power. This is very embarrassing. They gain a third of your stats and and enhanced version of your compatible abilities(namely flight and healing aura). You also undergo physical changes to reflect these powers(namely your wings grow to many times normal, this is very painful).
Phoenix(phoenix only): You become an aura around someone and grant them your powers. They gain half your stats and all your abilities. You lose the ability to control yourself and become entirely dependant upon the subject to end the effect...
Flare(2, phoenix only): You emit flames to damage those around you.

Inventory: empty, Feeble kitty scratches.

Imma probably only check in once per day, which in my very limited experience of this game is not enough. But I wanted to get the sheet in for the lulz...

Will look later.

[Twinwolf]

I did specify though.

Shield Wall: Amelie summons an energy shield in front of her that blocks damage to her and allies nearby (~35 feet). The shield has HP equal to (LVLd4 + Will), and has a cooldown of one turn when it goes down. Allies can attack through it, but Amelie cannot attack while it is active. Nobody will die if she can help it. (Active, Level 2)

To be honest that seems a bit wide, but that's what you said when I brought it up the first time:

Alright then. And it guards the user and one other party member, right?

Yes; when close together, that is. I would say 35 feet.

[PrivateNomad]

I did specify though.

Shield Wall: Amelie summons an energy shield in front of her that blocks damage to her and allies nearby (~35 feet). The shield has HP equal to (LVLd4 + Will), and has a cooldown of one turn when it goes down. Allies can attack through it, but Amelie cannot attack while it is active. Nobody will die if she can help it. (Active, Level 2)

To be honest that seems a bit wide, but that's what you said when I brought it up the first time:

Alright then. And it guards the user and one other party member, right?

Yes; when close together, that is. I would say 35 feet.

Ah, I meant the max radius that you can put the shield out. We can say the shield is 25 feet wide.