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[SeriousConcentrate]

We were talking about the sprite to the right of the mug, but you are correct about his face.

[Swordstar]

Well... nyeh~

[SOLDIER First]

;3

[Swordstar]

SB go fix your action in Magi

[Twinwolf]

Spoiler: WIP, Part 2! (click to show/hide)

Name: Luna Veridium
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Planet of Origin: Hub

Skills: +15% Growth from Pupil, Preferred Weapon, TBD depending on points used.

Physical Description: Luna has somewhat disheveled light-blue hair, and eyes of the same color. She tends to wear cloth or leather armor, or just clothing, when doing field-research, rather than the robes most mages favor - she's always found them far too cumbersome. This outfit tends to be purple, as it's her favorite color. Luna has pale skin.


Backstory: Luna is a Pupil of the Mage Academy, a prodigy in the art. When she was young, her family was destitute - they lived on the streets of the Hub, unable to find work and much of what money they got ended up feeding her father's addiction to the bottle. Luna was forced to grow up fast. She didn't beg for money - she was far too proud for that - she worked instead, doing whatever odd jobs she could find to keep the family alive.

Luna was thirteen when one of these odd jobs led to her salvation. A high ranking mage took pity on the young street rat, paying her to clean his study for him - he'd do it himself, but he never had the time these days. She was happy to oblige, but when she took a break something happened. She read a book, that she'd assumed was normal... until she accidentally cast from the spellbook, causing magic to lash out around her. The mage, Abram, was at first furious - until he realized the girl, with no magic training, had cast a spell.

Abram sponsored Luna's entrance exam, allowing her to take it despite lacking the funds to pay. The testers had assumed he'd taken pity on some street rat who had a little magic potential, snickering as the disheveled girl caked in muck and dressed in rags entered the testing hall. A few felt pity that she was going to have her hopes crushed. And they had to pick their jaws up from the floor when she crushed the entrance requirements.

While Luna struggled in some things - she had never received a preliminary education, unlike some other initiates - she had a natural talent and drive to improve that allowed her to keep up with her peers. Throughout her time in the academy, she usually kept her history to herself. The others would look down on her if she was homeless, and she could not stand the very thought of it. She had some trouble in the academy, lacking the preliminary education of many initiates, but her natural talent allowed her to keep up rise to the Pupil rank. She's on the cusp of becoming a Practitioner, and being able to repay the debt she has to the academy.

Luna is a prideful young woman, who is aware of her strengths and quite happy with them - although they could be better, and she makes a point to practice daily. She is quick to anger when her buttons are pushed - do not look down on her, or on her family, or on her friends, if you want to stay in one piece. She tries to keep in a lighthearted mood, although her sense of humor is rather dark. While her family still does not live well, after her entrance to the academy and her father leaving (and taking his alcoholism with him) they’ve managed to get off the street.

Luna has some kind of powerful tome, much stronger than one would expect of a mere Pupil. She bluntly refuses to say where she got it from.

(Rest is PM’d to the GM)

Talent:

Base stats:
30 points
 
HP: 15 (45%)
STR: 0 (0%)
MAG: 6 (60%)
SKL: 5 (55%)
SPD: 5 (55%)
LCK: RNG+3 (40%)
DEF: 3 (30%)
RES: 3 (30%)

Added backstory. I still need to work on the mug, the talent, and to talk with Swordstar about the Preferred Weapon.

[Aliemma]

PTW, but I don't think I'll join. Mostly because I have precisely 0 clue as to what I'm doing, so I'll just watch to figure out for next time.

[Twinwolf]

So I'm having trouble with the mug and Swordstar offered to do it for me help, so character description for when they can:

Luna has somewhat disheveled light-blue hair, and eyes of the same color. She tends to wear cloth or leather armor, or just clothing, when doing field-research, rather than the robes most mages favor - she's always found them far too cumbersome. This outfit tends to be purple, as it's her favorite color. Luna has pale skin.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Spoiler: Branwen, Raven of the Donnar (WIP) (click to show/hide)

Name: Branwen ap Pwyll
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Planet of Origin: Jaiep

Physical Description:
Branwen stands rather tall, dwarfing the average Hub man by at least a head and easily being a match for other such individuals from other worlds, and her build is a mix between bone and muscle. Her face is small and round, a healed scar across her right cheek from a failed hunt, faded but still standing out against her light complexion. Branwen's eyes are a piercing blue, staring out from underneath her wavy, unkempt brown hair. The only concession to grooming her hair is a small band of twine attaching a pair of pearls on the right side, a prize she'd won in a fight long ago. Her choice of clothing is functional; a light leather vest over a billowy white shirt and pants, with dust-blasted sandals protecting her feet and a rope belt with small pouches attached carrying various dusts and trinkets used in the art of divination.

Backstory:
The Donnar De are simply one of the tribes that lives upon the planet of Jaiep. Just as others do, they move with the islands and leave with the waning tides of life, following their prey under the guidance of the shamans, powerful diviners rumoured to possess the power of clairvoyance in regards to the movement of land. Pwyll ap Lleu was the shaman of the Donnar De years ago, guiding his tribe to greener pastures time and time again. The hunts attributed to Pwyll were sung into legend, and Pwyll's name was whispered in the same breath as the gods of the world among the other tribes of Jaiep, hailing him as some sort of god-sent seer.

Among those who looked up to Pwyll was his daughter, Branwen. Groomed from a young age to be the successor to Pwyll as the shaman, Branwen proved to be a skilled shaman in her own right in divination and hunting alike, even exceeding her father in the art of healing, which Branwen put to use both healing the wounded and healing the tribe's animals. The latter managed to net her the affection of a giant raven, now named Cliona, which she eventually tamed and put to use as a mount to ride. Despite her skills, however, Branwen always believed that her father was the best she'd ever known; after all, Pwyll had taught her everything, and if Pwyll had not, then Branwen could never be a shaman. She adored her father, and Pwyll adored her as a father ought to adore his daughter; there was no rivalry to be found, though others said otherwise.

It came as a shock to most that Pwyll rather suddenly died from a sudden and painful illness, especially among the Donnar De. Branwen was affected the hardest; she grieved for at the lost of her father, even fighting a man who had accused her of murdering her father to become the shaman out of sheer rage and indignation that someone would accuse her of killing her own blood. Eventually, she was forced to isolate herself for a while, entering the wild on her own, during which she honed her skills in the wild, attempting to become a worthy successor to the hefty legacy she was left with. After a period of depression and calming, she eventually recovered to take her role as the shaman of the Donnar De, the rumours having passed among the more unsavoury elements of the tribe and those who respected her still welcoming her return. By all accounts, her tenure as a shaman has been, if not as successful as that under Pwyll, then at least fruitful.

Skill: Ignis, Mount (Giant Raven), Extra Weapon Prf [Staff] (Star Hunter)
Talent: Raven of the Donnar: If the target ally is under 50% HP, healing effectiveness increases by 1.5x.

Weapon Skill: Axes [D], Staff [E]

Stats:
HP: 6 [18] (60%)
STR: 6 (50%)
MAG: 6 (60%)
SKL: 4 (50%)
SPD: 4 (50%)
LCK: RNG+1 (10%)
DEF: 2 (10%)
RES: 1 (10%)

first draft done v:

[Sirus]

Spoiler: Incoming Inquisitor (click to show/hide)

Name: Lukas Thermopylae
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Planet of Origin: Jaiep

Skills: Charm, Fury, Extra Weapon Rank, Quickswap.

Physical Description:
Tall, lanky, and tanned from his childhood on the islands of Jaiep. Possesses a calm face that rarely displays any expression other than a small smile. Wears light armor under a cloak.

Backstory: Raised on one of the wandering islands on the ocean world of Jaiep, Lukas has learned the value of curiosity. The migrations of the islands seems to be random; what if there is some underlying cause and effect? Can periods of prosperity or disaster be predicted? And if so, can they be prepared for? Can they even be prevented?

The young man's natural inquisitiveness combined with a modest talent for magic landed him a slot in the Magic Academy of Hub, and his first chance to leave the world of his birth. His time at the Academy was characterized by a great aptitude for book learning along with the unusual desire to train with weapons of metal in addition to tomes. In Lukas' eyes, restricting oneself to a single discipline implies restricting oneself to a single way of thinking. Only by being fluid of mind can one solve the secrets of the universe...or so he believes.

This open-minded attitude earned Lukas the attention of the Inquisition branch of the Mage's Council, who have a vested interest in attracting men and women who can not just memorize, but think and explore for themselves. Now a trained Practitioner of the Mage Academy, with the title of Investigator, Lukas is ready and eager to put his brain to work.

Talent:

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Weapon Ranks:
Light (E)
Lance (E)

[Twinwolf]

Mug, courtesy of Swordstar!

[SeriousConcentrate]

It's a good mug. ^^^

[Swordstar]

We decided she's some sort of relation to Lilly since she has her scarf thingy and wears her hair over her right eye

(Also thank you~)

[SeriousConcentrate]

Nope, her right eye is visible. Immediate disqualification.

[Swordstar]

Only barely. Is clearly very distant relative

[Sirus]

Oh come on, if the eye-covering genes are recessive then they could slowly reveal more of the eye from one generation to the next