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Could you add a sample sheet that could be used for formatting please? The WIP sheet I'm working with looks very ugly.

[GiglameshDespair]

I think I'll be making a Vargr sheet, but I will probably need help with mugs (humanoid and wolf) when I'm done.

You probably won't need a mug for dog form.

Feel free to ask questions.

Could you add a sample sheet that could be used for formatting please? The WIP sheet I'm working with looks very ugly.

Spoiler: EXAMPLE SHEET (click to show/hide)

Name:
Species:
Class:
Character Specific Skill:
Affinity:
Personal Fault:
Personal Skill:
//Personal Skill:
////Personal Skill:
 
Preferred stats:
 
Weapon profs:
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent:
//Normally should add up to 330%
 
Character skills:

//As a trainee you probably won't have any
 
Base stats:

//X is the base stat you get in the handbook
//Y is if you add one of the four points you have to distribute
//Z is the percentage you put into that stat
 
HP: X      (+Y)(z%)
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Current stats:    //I'll fill this in
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Name        | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql


 
Levels:

 
 
------------
 
Bio:

[randomgenericusername]

Spoiler: Still need a mug, post edited (click to show/hide)

Name: Ulf
Species: Vargr
Class: Cub > Wolf > Skoll
Affinity: ?
Character Skill: Resolve
Personal Fault: Permanent Scars: When Ulf is under half HP, -5 HP recovered by all sources.
Personal Skill: Against the Odds: When Ulf is within 3 spaces of 3 Enemy Units, +10 Hit and Evasion.

Preferred stats: STR, SKL

Weapon profs: Fang (E)

Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 300%

Base stats

HP: 19      (60%)
STR: 5      (60%)
MAG: 0
SKL: 3 (+2) (60%)
CON: 5
AID: 4
LUK: 2      (10%)
DEF: 1      (40%)
RES: 1      (10%)
SPD: 4 (+2) (60%)
MOV: 4

Current stats:
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Name        | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql |
Wolf Fang   | Fang (E) |  1  |  5 |  4 |  75 |  5 |  - | Vargr only       

 
Levels:

 
 
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Bio: Ulf had a violent life as a Vargar. He loved to hunt the herds of centaurs when young, but soon the centaurs started to fight back. During one of those hunts, Ulf's pack was ambushed by the angry shepards. Armed with steel instead of crooks, Ulf was mortally wounded by the centaurs. He limped to Arenni, where the Vang healed his wounds and took care of him until he healed completely. Since then, he has chosen to live with the Vang and protect Arenni as a mercenary. His wounds never fully healed though, and he will never forgive the centaurs for slaying his pack.
30 years ago, he agreed to join the Vang army against the Liberty Union. Killing horses was close enough for him. Almost like centaurs, really.

I edited the sheet to give more progression in defense. Not even going to bother with resistance since that won't help against fire. High evasion and health will work.

About the personal fault, I think it's fine. It goes before halving when healing from 0 HP and it also substracts from full healing staves.

Could anyone help me with the mug please? I don't have access to a computer and my art skills are crap. 
I was thinking of something like Brendan from The Blazing Sword, but with black hair, dark red instead of yellow armor,  a small pair of fangs and slightly pointy ears for the more wolf-like appearance.

EDIT: I ended reducing the speed and skill progression and put more in strenght and defense. I should probably put the mug request in the FEF hub.

[Unlurking Sentinel]

Submission soon, I promise!

[USEC_OFFICER]

Well. New FEF. I doubt I'll get in but I think I'm going to try to make a sheet anyways.

EDIT: Getting the 1.salt handbook is going to be the first hurdle, apparently. Overanalyzing it the second.

[SOLDIER First]

1. Go to FEFHub.
2. Scroll down to handbook listing.
3. Click “1.Salt”

[Sirus]

Spoiler: Incoming Lamia! (click to show/hide)

Name: Laila el-Sylla
Race: Lamia
Class: Neonate -> Snek -> Swordsnek
Affinity: ??
Character Skill: Maturity
Personal Fault: Scaly Friends!: Laila considers dragons to be her distant cousins. Against such units, she acts as though she has WTD. This stacks with existing WTD, if any.
Personal Skill: Mamba Strike: If Laila uses all available MOV in her turn, she gains +10 crit.
/Personal Skill: Dance of Desperation: When Laila is below 50% HP, her dances have a duration 1 turn longer than normal.
//Personal Skill: ??


Level: 1
Total Level: 1
Pref. Stats: MAG, LUK

HP 16   (40+5%)
STR 2   (45+5%)
MAG 3+2 (55+5%)
SKL 3+1 (60+5%)
CON 5
AID 4
LUK 3   (45+5%)
DEF 2   (10+5%)
RES 3   (15+5%)
SPD 3+1 (60+5%)
MOV 4

Weapon Prof: Light (E)

Inventory:
Lightning, Vulnerary 3/3

Bio:
A lamia from Ator, the city of the desert. Forty years old, Laila is still, by lamian standards, a relative youth with many years ahead of her. She (along with her half-dozen clutch-siblings) was born not all that long before war broke out between the Vangian Kingdom and the Republic/Sultanate allies. Life in the desert was hard, but the war was distant and Laila's family prospered.

Tragedy struck one day shortly after the lamia became an adult. A great and terrible feral wyvern, known by many in the region as Ator's Fury due to the perfect desert camouflage provided by its scales, descended upon the el-Sylla camp in the dead of night when the snakepeople were most sluggish. Several of Laila's siblings were slain; even her skilled warrior of a father was forever crippled before the beast could be driven away.

Though diminished, the family was still fairly large by human standards and struggled to make ends meet with their primary breadwinner unable to do any useful work. The family gave up their nomadic ways and settled permanently in Ator, where many of the older lamia took whatever jobs they could, but still the young Laila went to bed hungry many a night.

While most lamia, male or female, know how to dance, Laila had won several small competitions with her skill at the art. While this was not a particularly well-paying talent in Ator, where nearly half the population was lamia, it was considered quite valuable in places where few lamia had settled; most particularly in the port city of Yenn's Landing, which had been conquered from the Vangs only a few years ago. The city was a bustling place, with hundreds coming and going every day. Though it pained her to bid farewell to her family, Laila decided to seek her fortune in the strange city. She became a tavern dancer, and sent half of her weekly pay back to Ator to support her family.

Even after the change in ownership, many Vang still lived in the city and lamented the dire straits their once-proud kingdom had fallen into as of late. Being something of an open-minded and outgoing sort, the lamia found herself sympathizing with the plight of a land not her own, and began seeking ways to be of assistance to her dispossessed neighbors. It took a great deal of time, being an outsider and non-human to boot, but eventually Laila managed to meet with some knowledgable men who told her about a certain Lady Sen...

[Blade Master Model 42]

Spoiler: Return of Cyryl (click to show/hide)

Name: Cyryl
Species: Human (Luce)
Class: Soldier Trainee -> Soldier -> Sentinel
Character Specific Skill: Cancel
Affinity:
Personal Fault: That's Just Distracting: -10 hit/eva when fighting female monsters.
Personal Skill: The Initiative is Mine: when initiating range 1 combat, +10 hit/eva
/Personal Skill: Got You Off Balance: If Cyryl dodges the enemy's first attack, +10 hit and 5 crit
//Personal Skill: Now You're Mine: If Cyryl makes an attack beyond the first and his opponent has not attacked, +10 Crit
 
Preferred stats: DEF, HP
 
Weapon profs: Lance (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent:
//Normally should add up to 330%
 
Class skills:

 
Base stats:

//X is the base stat you get in the handbook
//Y is if you add one of the four points you have to distribute
//Z is the percentage you put into that stat
 
HP: 20 (50%)
STR: 4 (+2) (50%)
MAG: 0 (0%)
SKL: 3 (50%)
CON: 5
AID: 4
LUK: 1 (40%)
DEF: 5 (40%)
RES: 0 (40%)
SPD: 2 (+2) (60%)
MOV: 4
 
Current stats:    //I'll fill this in
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Name        | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql


 
Levels:

 
 
------------
 
Bio: Born to a small servant family in an unremarkable city, Cyryl would not consider himself born for greatness, and no one else would either. He doesn't take after either of his parents in terms of his appearance, though his mother did tell him that he resembled her father a great deal. Shortly after Cyryl was born, his family was thrown out of their master's house. His parents never told him why, and he was too young at the time to remember it himself. Unable to find work as servants, his family did eventually find employment at an inn. Cyryl grew up there, but the life of serving drinks and cleaning up after drunks and careless travelers wasn't for him. He enlisted with a local militia to guard roads against bandits and thieves, but never saw a great deal of action. One winter, a fever swept through the town, and it took both of his parents with it. Since then, Cyryl has taken to wandering, looking for a life and purpose to call his own.

Spoiler: mugs (click to show/hide)

[GiglameshDespair]

Spoiler: WIP in progress (click to show/hide)

Name: Ulf
Species: Vargr
Class: Cub > Wolf > Skoll
Affinity: ?
Character Skill: Resolve
Personal Fault: Permanent Scars: When Ulf is under half HP, -5 HP recovered by all sources.
Personal Skill: Against the Odds: When Ulf is within 3 spaces of 3 Enemy Units, +10 Hit and Evasion.

Preferred stats: STR, SKL

Weapon profs: Fang (E)

Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 300%

Base stats

HP: 19      (60%)
STR: 5      (70%)
MAG: 0
SKL: 3 (+2) (70%)
CON: 5
AID: 4
LUK: 2      (10%)
DEF: 1      (10%)
RES: 1      (10%)
SPD: 4 (+2) (70%)
MOV: 4

Current stats:
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Name        | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql |
Wolf Fang   | Fang (E) |  1  |  5 |  4 |  75 |  5 |  - | Vargr only       

 
Levels:

 
 
------------
 
Bio:

I didn't intend to make it a glass cannon. Hope the HP progression is enough to have him survive.

Does this looks fine? I'll fill up the Bio later once I have enough time.

Can Vargr speak while in wolf form?

That is a very glass cannon build. With those stats, you'll probably hit the stat limits rather early, so you may want to adjust them.

I'm not sure about the PF. I'll get back to you on that.

Vargr can't speak during wolf form, but they can change humanoid and back very quickly.

[Zetaark]

Spoiler: Just a Librarian (click to show/hide)

Name: Everbero
Race: Dragon
Class: Dragonling -> Drake -> Dreadnought
Affinity: ??
Character Specific Skill: Blossom (Magic)
Personal Fault: Bibliophile: If unit is facing an enemy using a tome, -2 damage
Personal Skill: Reading the Situation: If unit is above 50% HP, 15 evasion
/Personal Skill: Turning the Page: If unit is facing an enemy that is under 50% HP, +15 hit
//Personal Skill:

Level: 1
Total Level: 1
Preferred Stats: HP, DEF, MAG

Weapon Profs: Claws (E)


HP: 19 (50%)
STR: 3 (35%)
MAG: 1+2 (45%)
SKI: 2 (40%)
LUC: 1 (25%)
DEF: 3 (35%)
RES: 3 (50%)
SPD: 2+2 (50%)

CON: 6
AID: 5
MOV: 4

Inventory:
Dragon Claw, Vulnerary

Bio:
Born in the Atorian desert during the latter years of the Age of Dragons, Everbero was constantly hearing the stories of old from his parents. From their own stories of their travels and acquisitions to the stories of their parents' adventures, Everbero desired to hear more. This spread to the stories of other inhabitants of the deserts, as they all had some story to tell, and had history all their own. As such, as he grew into his own, he made it a goal to gather as much knowledge as he could, and store it somewhere so that he could keep it preserved so anyone interested could learn from it.

The task at hand was quite a challenge, but his parents were willing to sponser his endeavors, providing the means to construct the library itself. Everbero then needed books to actually keep in the library. In the few towns in the desert, he found various individuals who were willing to part with notable bits of literature of all types. For books outside the desert, he took to hiring harpies in the area that were willing to travel in search of interesting books. It took several years and a good deal of money and effort, but eventually he did create the library that he desired so much at the tail end of the Age of Dragons.

As time passed after the completion, he spent most of his time hunting for any new and interesting literature from all topics. His library, now staffed by a host of local harpies, humans, and lamia, became host to various travelers interested in all manner of literature. As the Age of Steel progressed to its current point, he recorded some of the world events in his own book as he saw the signs of war on the horizon. In the meantime, he continued to search for any and all worthwhile bits of literature while monitoring the situation from afar.

[Emral282]

Spoiler: I'm on a horse (click to show/hide)

Name: Morgan Wickham
Species: Vangian Human
Class: Rider Trainee->Cavalier->Paladin
Character Specific Skill: Fortune
Affinity: TBA
Personal Fault: Caution- If under half HP, -2 Base Damage
Personal Skill: Protector- If within 3 spaces of 3 allied units, +2 Def
/Personal Skill: Steadfast- If Attacked from 2 or more squares away, +2 Res
//Personal Skill:
 
Preferred stats: Skill, Speed (Defense, HP when Cavalier)
 
Weapon profs: Lance (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 330%
 
Character skills:
Horseback/Dismount/Canto
 
Base stats:

HP: 18  (80%)
STR: 4  (40%)
MAG: 0  (0%)
SKL: 4  (40%)
LUK: 2  (10%)
DEF: 3  (60%)(+2)
RES: 1  (60%)(+2)
SPD: 3  (40%)
CON: 5
AID: 4 (+14 Horse)
MOV: 4 (+2 Horse)
 
Current stats:
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
CON:
AID:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Slim Lance, Vulnary (3/3)

 
Levels:

 
 
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Bio: The seventh child of a Little Lord near Fort Sen, Morgan had little hope of inheriting much of worth from their parents. They recieved tuition in the arts of riding horses and fighting from horseback from their father and set out to make their own name for themselves in the world.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Spoiler: WHEN THE WINGED HUSSARS ARRIVED (click to show/hide)

Name: Benvolio
Race: Centaur
Class: Scout -> Hussar -> Cataphract
Affinity: ??
Character Specific Skill: Maturity
Personal Fault: Sky-Blue Days: If under the effect of Poison, -10 HIT/EVA.
Personal Skill: If We Shine: When within 3 spaces of 3 allies, +2 DEF.
/Personal Skill: Destiny of That Blood: If an ally is downed, +2 DMG against the opponent who downed that ally for one turn.
//Personal Skill:  Bring Back Love: If a supported ally is attacked, 50% to support bonuses.

Level: 1
Total Level: 1
Preferred Stats:  DEF, SKL

Weapon Profs:  Axe (E)

Progression: 370/370
HP: 18+2(100%)
STR: 3+2(65%)
MAG: 0 (5%)
SKL: 4 (60%)
LUC: 2 (15%)
DEF: 3 (55%)
RES: 2 (15%)
SPD: 4 (55%)

CON: 4/14
AID: 3/13
MOV: 6

Inventory:
Name          | Type (  ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql
Hatchet       | Thrw (E) | 1-2   | 5  | 4   | 85  | 5   | 35


Bio:
The Shrikes of Aren were a feared elite band of centaur mercenaries, founded in the dying days of the Age of Dragons during the height of the Vargr incursions into Aren. The Shrikes' original mission was to fend off the Vargr and protect their people; many of the original Shrikes had come from tribes that were wholly decimated by Vargr raids and, to avenge their fallen families, had banded together to successfully fend off Vargr raids towards the north of the Plains with unrivalled fury. Fearsome fighters, the Shrikes were so-named for the large wings they wore on the backs of their armor as they charged into combat, intimidating the Vargr and deafening them with the clanging of the metal scales. To this day, areas where the Shrikes ambushed and slaughtered the Vargr remain marked with the skulls of their quarry, a warning to those who might come afterwards to fear the wings that sail across Aren.

The Shrikes were put to use during the war between Vang and the Liberty Union, with the Union using the Shrikes for their experience and talents, but to no avail; the numbers of the Shrikes were nowhere near enough to counter the arrival of much of the Vargr nation in response to King Balthe's promise of refuge. The Shrikes, defeated but not broken, retreated to the plains, where they have remained since the Accords were signed. Though technically not a 'tribe' in the sense that any centaur of any tribe may join the Shrikes- as long as they swear fealty to the Shrikes above all-, they are a tribe in all but name, with many members starting new families alongside their herdmates, and pride themselves in the 'tribal' tradition of martial skill, the same as any other centaur tribe might pride itself on craftsmanship. The Shrikes also maintain a fraught peace with the Vang out of convenience rather than fellowship; though the Shrikes sympathise with their hatred for the Vargr, they nonetheless were outraged and remain distrustful for their desperate use of the Vargr to defeat the Liberty Union, causing many casualties among their number.

Benvolio was born into the Shrikes, his mother a talented warrior who had fought through the worst of the last war and his father a metallurgist who, though lacking skill in combat was famed for his talent at the forge. Though he was a strong foal and took to arms like a duck to water, Benvolio was never quite at ease with fighting, nor was he ever at ease with metallurgy; he showed talent at fighting, but he was utterly hopeless when it came to metalworking. Benvolio preferred to spend much of his time learning music; Benvolio was fascinated by music, ever since a beloved family friend had taught him how to make a leaf flute, spending much of his time attempting to carve flutes and play them. He was also an oddity in desiring to understand those that the Shrikes had grown to despise, the Vargr; though many of the foals of Shrikes had grown up with the stories of Vargr as monsters who ought to be slain, Benvolio, though understandably scared of them, desired to understand why the Vargr and the Centaurs were at war.

As a result of his oddities, though a good warrior, Benvolio was all but ostracized by the Shrikes, though his own family still cared for him, if disapproving of his artistry. Eventually, the time came and King Balthe fell ill, threatening war upon the world. With the Shrikes still nominally allied with the Vang of Fort Sen, the Shrikes were obligated to send some of their own to aid the Vang. Their aforementioned distrust of the Vang over their alliance with the Vargr influencing their decision, the Shrikes decided to send Benvolio to Fort Sen as their representative. Unbeknownst to them, however, Benvolio, feeling very much isolated from the rest of the Shrikes for all of his outsider traits and facing their disapproval of him as a member of their 'tribe', saw this as an opportunity to prove his worth to his people, if not necessarily live up to their legacy, and so took the posting with enthusiasm.

Personality-wise, Benvolio is rather friendly and easy-going, an oddity among centaurs who tend towards being rather serious in nature. Though, as a result of his upbringing with the Shrikes, he is naturally distrustful of Vargr, he gets along well with other people most times, and will at least make an effort to be cordial towards any Vargr allies. He is also rather slow to anger, taking most insults in stride, a result of having to put up with the disapproval of his peers, though impugning the honor of his family, as with any other centaur, is a quick way to anger him. Benvolio prefers the artistic pursuit of music and can be found spending most of his free time practicing the grass whistle. However, Benvolio does share one thing in common with the rest of centaurkind; Benvolio is incredibly loyal and watchful over those he chooses to befriend, and woe betide the unfortunate fool who arouses Benvolio's wrath by attacking his companions.

[randomgenericusername]

Edited my sheet post. Will need help with the mug, please!

[Unlurking Sentinel]

This is my first character sheet. I could use some constructive criticism.

Spoiler: *licks lips* (click to show/hide)

Name: Sharl
Species: Spiderperson
Class: Spiderling > Drider > Arachne
Character Skill: Ignis
Affinity: ?
Personal Fault: Runt of the Litter: When Sharl is within 3 spaces of 3 enemy units, -15 Hit.
Personal Skill: Sadist Ego: When Sharl kills an enemy, +10 Critical until the next turn.
//Personal Skill: Leering Glance: When Sharl damages, but doesn't kill an enemy, +15 Evade against that enemy on their next turn.
////Personal Skill: Survive and Thrive: When Sharl dodges an attack on the enemy phase, +2 AS until the end of his next turn (non-stacking).
 
Preferred stats: HP, STR
 
Weapon profs: Fang (E)
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1
 
Progression spent: 330%
 
HP: 18      (65%)
STR: 6      (40%)
MAG: 1 (+2) (50%)
SKL: 3      (50%)
CON: 6     
AID: 5
LUK: 1      (30%)
DEF: 3      (25%)
RES: 0      (20%)
SPD: 2 (+2) (50%)
MOV: 4
 
Current stats:
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
               | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql |
Spider Fang    | Fang (E) |  1  |  5 |  5 |  80 |  0 | -  | Spider only
 
Levels:

 
 
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Bio: Sharl of Deepforest wasn't technically a runt. If he was, he'd only last a few hours. He was born the 20th child out of 31, and four days later, he was 11th out of 10, having fled his hungry siblings. This was the world he was born into. Though he survived that first week, it wasn't guaranteed in any of the weeks or years to follow. Life in Culri's forest was aggressive and painful. Though Sharl managed to survive primarily by scavenging for corpses (read: stealing food), he was always next on the dinnerplate himself. He lived like this for 11 years.

One day, while looking for other people's captures/kills, one of the still-living meals called out for help. It was a woman, Linda Osslin, a Druid directly serving Fort Sen who disregarded her guide's warnings to stay out of Deepforest territory in order to get a "first-hand look" at Drider dark magic. Seeing Sharl's scarred chitin, she (again, rather foolishly) offered to help Sharl out of the forest if he freed her. When she told him about the world outside of Culri's forest, he thought about how easily "food" would be to come by, and agreed to free her once they left Deepforest territory. Sharl "stole" Linda to be "eaten", and as he dragged her in her web, she told him how to find the path she had taken into the forest.

When they entered Fringewood territory, Sharl debated eating her anyways, only for her guide to find them before he had the opportunity. Linda explained to the guide how this spider runt had saved her life, and how they should take it with them to Fort Sen to be rewarded. For the past three years, Sharl has been living in Fort Sen, serving the Shamans in their study of dark magic and learning the ways of Vang life. He's remained aggressive and distant from those around him, however. For most of his life, those more powerful than him were a threat to his live; those less powerful than him were his prey, and he gave them no respect either. He had never known anyone that he could consider his equal. And so the druids at Fort Sen decided to send him on a field trip; one which would hopefully teach him how to interact with both those as powerful as him, and those who were more powerful than the entire nation. Little did they know what would happen on this "field trip"...

Spoiler: Mugs (click to show/hide)

[Hibou]

This looks pretty fun, I'll try and get a sheet up tonight or tomorrow.

Done!

Spoiler: Hasna, Horse Archer To-Be (click to show/hide)

Name: Hasna Al-Amin
Species: Human, Sardan
Class: Scout -> Nomad -> Nomad Healer
Character Specific Skill: Savior
Affinity: ??
Personal Fault: Claustrophobia: If Hasna is within 3 spaces of 3 enemy units, any attacks she makes have a -15 Hit
Personal Skill: Antimage: Hasna has +15 hit vs Mages and their promotions
//Personal Skill: Feeling Fresh: If Hasna is above 50% health, she gains +15 evasion
////Personal Skill: N/A
 
Level: 1 (0/100)
Total Level: 1

Preferred stats: SKL, DEF (For the moment)
 
Weapon profs: Bow (E)
 
Progression spent: 330%
 
Character skills:
 
Base stats:
 
HP: 16  (50%)
STR: 4 (40%)
MAG: 1 (50%)
SKL: 5 (+2) (60%)
CON: 4
AID: 3
LUK: 2 (20%)
DEF: 3 (30%)
RES: 1 (40%)
SPD: 4 (+2) (40%)
MOV: 4
 
Current stats:    //I'll fill this in
 
HP:
STR:
MAG:
SKL:
CON:
AID:
LUK:
DEF:
RES:
SPD:
MOV:
 
Inventory:
Name        | Type ( ) | Rng | Wt | Mt | Hit | Cr | Ql
Training Bow | Recu (E) | 2 |   4 |  4 |  90 |  5 | 35

 
Levels:

 
 
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Bio: Hasna was born into a poor herding family that moved around constantly searching for the next patch of meager grazing land. They sold what milk and meat they harvested, and hunted for what they could not farm. Hasna was good with a bow, but she had aspirations of scraping together enough money to travel to one of the cities and study to become a priestess. It was her best chance of escaping the harsh life outside the city walls, but as the rains became less frequent and their herd thinned due to disease and hunger she was forced to let go of her savings in order to ensure they could survive. As she came of age she settled for the next best thing: enlisting. Life was tough in the army, but she had a steady wage and knew where her next meal was coming from, so it was a step up to be sure, and her skills learned hunting served her well in the ranks.

Let me know if there's any issues.

EDIT: v1.2 - Tweaked her personal flaw again to specify being in range of 3 enemy units as opposed to adjacent to 2 unspecified ones.
         v1.3 - Fixed personal flaw mistake, re-distributed growth percentages so they're not wonky