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Name(s):Lady♥Pastry.
Lady for her subordinates,
Pastry for her friends,
Joker to her enemies
Gender:Female
Height: 1M,77cm
Weight:154 lb
Race:Elf
Title: The Cockamamie Entertainer
The Fool
Custom Job:

• Joker: This class merges the show stopping theatrics and magic of a magician. With the the agility, and devious nature of the Harlequin. The Joker is truly a wild card of the performing, deadly arts. Sure to bring a good time to any party.

Residence: Palatio Susurate
Alignment:Chaotic good
Racial level: N/A
Job level:100
Joker: 20
Rogue: 15
Mage: 15
Monk: 10
BeastMaster: 10 Lady♥Pastry's Pet: Slitherton
Other: 30

Stats:

• HP: 85
• MP: 80
• PHY. ATK: 90
• PHY. DEF: 25
• AGILITY: exceeds limit
• MAG. ATK: 90
• MAG. DEF: 30
• RESIST: 70
• SPECIAL: 70
• Total: 660 + exceeds limit

Pet Stats

• HP: 50
• MP: 20
• PHY. Attack: 50
• PHY. DEF: 25
• AGILITY: 50
• MAG. ATK: 70
• MAG. DEF: 30
• RESIST: 25
• SPECIAL: 50
• Total: 330

Spells:



Skills:



Over Rank

• Over Rank magic: Dragon Pantomime: LadyPastry, and Slitherton fuse together creating a massive dragon lord. With all the power of one.
  ~ Giga Burst: A massive destructive sphere of energy is shot out destroying a good area of space. Can be infused with different elements: Fire, Ice, lightning, acid, holy, and darkness.
  ~ Lourdes call: let's out a roar that acts as a summoning spell creating a huge wave of 10,000 smaller dragon wraiths to rain down chaos on their enemies.
  ~ Dragon shatter: uses brute strength to shatter the earth.
• Over Rank Magic: Grand Stage: The victims of this spell are transported to a stage with blank black figures watching them. In waves huge bolts of lightning rains down, a serpent of fire swarms around them wrapping around them then explodes, ice freezes the stage shatters sending out spears piercing, holy energy sweeps through lighting the stage blindingly, and then finally unholy energy shuts the lights out. An applause rings out causing sonic damage to any left alive.

Equipment:

• Harlequin mask: Devine item.
  ~ Increases agility stat by x2 & heals from unholy damage
• Magicians Suit: Legendary Item
  ~ A Red morning coat with golden buttons, and black lapels; over a black silk corset. Red capri suit pants with a black belt. A small velvet red top hat worn facing and tilting to the right.
  ~ Greatly increases defenses, resistance, and MP
• Ring of Vitality: Legendary item
  ~ HP stat +50
• Guild Ring: Guild Item
  ~ allows free movement around the guild.
• Mystics Gloves: World item
  ~ increases magical attack +100, Mana points +100, decreases casting time in half, and mana regenerates at three times its normal speed.
• Boots of the cat: Legendary item
  ~ Agility Stat +50
• Magicians magic deck: God Relic item
  ~ cards made of a metal that's as light as card paper. That duplicates infinite times to always have 54 cards, even when the whole deck is used. One just needs to have the case. When thrown without being infused with spells they multiply into a total of three.
• Ebony and Ivory: Divine Item
  ~ They are twin daggers reaching 30cm in length one being a pure black blade with a red hilt with a quillion that looks like bat wings. While the other is a golden blade with a white handle, with a feathered quillion
  ~ One steals mana the other health it’s based on 1/2 of total damage dealt with both daggers.
• animikii’s Bloodsipper: Legendary Item
  ~ A blade made of rare red metals that inflicts bleeding wounds, and paralysis from an electrical energy that pulses through the blade. Which is harmless to the wielder. It moves faster than any saber as it’s material is lighter than most other items.

Bio: Lady♥Pastry in real life is a shy 20 something girl living happily alone with her mother. Working part time at a library where she has to be quiet, and stock books. All while being an accounting student at a fancy college. In her free time she enjoyed reading the occasional Graphic Novel with heavy comedy themes. This caused her to yearn to tell jokes, but was so scared of what others would say. People made her nervous when they talk to her, even if they were friendly. Which is why many just thought her for the snobby library aid. Due to her mother working for the top college in the nation as an accounting professor. Meaning all the fancy cars, and clothes. Not to mention attending the fancy college her mom works. But, none of this made her happy.

All she wanted was to be able to step out of her introverted ways, and be able to tell jokes, make friends, and just have fun. So she often frequented RP sites so she could be that person, as their was a freedom being behind a computer screen. Not having to worry about anyone seeing your face or knowing who you really are. Nor even caring about who you’re related to. When she was told about YGGDRASIL, and how fun it was by a cyber friend. She knew this was the perfect place to be, to virtually inhabit the bodies of some of her most favorite RP characters. She had fun rping with friends, but never really decided to join any sort of guild. Finding them to be too much of a commitment then, she liked being able to bounce around freely. Plus she couldn’t handle other people, and their drama, she’d plenty of her own baggage to deal with.

When her friends all started leaving the game either growing up, workings busy jobs, or having families she grew lonely. However, she enjoyed the gameplay in itself so didn’t give up on the game, instead continuing on alone. Deciding to instead focus on making, and leveling up a character that fit the personality she had. Unfortunately however, her jokes had turned more into shenanigans, as she’d grown desperate to get people to laugh with her, only instead for them to laugh at her.

It didn’t help her case that she’d decided to take up Joker, seeing as most found it to be a just a novelty class. Even despite its many uses in PvE, and even in an occasional PvP matches. Though they did still party with her due to her other four jobs as mage, monk, rogue, and beastmaster. Finding it to be a formidable combination. As a hobby she liked discovering weird secret paths, and other such tucked away secrets. Some even sharing their secrets she’d yet to discover as many found her easy to talk to after getting past her odd personality. As she was truly soft, caring, and warm like a mother’s hug and a warm drink. Figuring their secret places safe since she’d no friends for whom to share these secrets with. In one of these near impossible to access secret areas was a chest. Inside was an unbelievable treasure, a world Item of incredible power; Mystics gloves.

One day while Pastry was heading back into the wilds from doing some shopping. A rather imposing Revenant attacked her. At the time she didn’t know it was DozingDonut, but after she defeated him. He quickly came to be irritated by him as he constantly begged her to join his guild. Till eventually she gave up especially after he found out she was all alone, and told her she could make friends there. That no one would judge her for her actions or for her novelty job of Joker. That everyone in the guild Fate Seekers was as misfit as she was.

However, there were a few conditions to her joining. First was that when they got a guild hall, she got to design the Banquet/Guild hall however she wanted it. That she always be first dibs on items that would be most useful to her build. Which were few and far between due to how odd it was. With her demands met she joined the guild, and quickly proved her worth. As a companion both on and off the field of battle.

When they finally saved enough guild funds for a guild. People began talking about how cool it’d be about being a Mercenary guild centering around Tarot cards. Especially having a dealer to handle those that came to them seeking to make contracts. The guild member they voted to be the dealer was Pastry, at first she seemed reluctant. But, soon agreed and became the one to greet her guests, and organize quests. With someone occasionally taking over for when she had some real life issues. After a while DD had passed off the reigns of guild master to anyone that'd take them. It became Pastry's job as a sudo GM to help keep the guild organized. Of course she didn't want that obligation, at first, who would. But, eventually she agreed so long as she had help.

When they became trapped in the game Pastry thought at first it was just some sort of joke. But, as time drew on she began panicking, and freaking out. Her home her family she was trapped away from them. The kind fun loving girl quickly became the introverted terrified girl she truly was. Sticking to her bedroom especially to her large shelves of books. That picked up on all sorts of different jobs. It became near impossible to get her to move or talk to others.

Other:
~ LadyP is obsessed with candies, and sweets so much so she’ll do anything to get her hands on some. Especially if someone else has it as she finds it even tastier when stolen.
~ Hangs out outside most of the time. She likes the quiet, and serene feeling she gets just watching the clouds float by.

Name(s):

• DozingDonut
• DD to mostly everyone

Gender:

• Male

Height:

• 187cm (without horns)

Weight:

• Out of armor: 87kg
• In armor: 93kg
• In armor and wielding his greatsword: 123kg (it’s a heavy sword)

Race:

• Revenant, a race unlocked only for players who had managed to die a certain number of times. The exact number is still unknown, but since revenants are few and far between, it is rumored that the game not only takes in the number of times you have died, but also the manner in which you do. Revenents are characterized by their red eyes, stock white hair, black blood and prominent horns. The race has legendary strength and stamina, but in exchange, their speed is rather limited. Also, they are famous for the natural sturdiness, possessing a range of skills dedicated to becoming the last man standing in every battle.

Title:

• Windwhirl Reaper
• Lord Hoarder
• The Tower

Job:

• Reaper: A class specialized in drawing strength from your fallen enemies; reapers will have the abilities to feast on essence of the fallen in order to gain ‘life force’. Most of the Reaper’s skills are fueled by life force, so they are at home in the midst of the chaotic battlefield, hacking and slashing their way to victory as the deaths of enemies and comrades alike sustained them. However, they are quite lacking in one-on-one fights, due to the fact that they have to constantly kill to sustain their power.
• Berserker: A class that rewards the ‘Hulk smash’ playing style. Basically, the class encourages you to kill your opponents before they kill you, by giving you skills that boost your melee prowess at the cost of your own health. High-leveled Berserkers also get access to shout skills, abilities that are triggered verbally.
• Flayer: A class devoted to the use of bladed weapon. With a variety of skills that enhanced sharpened steel, even a butter knife could become deadly in a skilled flayer hand. Their attacks might not be the fastest and they might not always manage to connect a hit, but when they do, you will really, really feel it.

Residence:

• The guild base

Alignment:

• Chaotic Neutral

Sense of Justice:

• 0 (Also the number of shits given)

Racial level:

• Revenant level 15
• Others: 25

Job level:

• Reaper level 5
• Berserker level 15
• Flayer level 15
• Others: 25

Stats:

• HP:EXCEED LIMIT
• MP:80
• PHY. ATK:100
• PHY. DEF:100
• AGILITY:20
• MAG. ATK:20
• MAG. DEF:100
• RESIST:100
• SPECIAL:10
• TOTAL: 630 + EXCEED LIMIT

Spells:

Skills:




Equipment:

• Hag’s Knucklebone: DD’s trusty gauntlet which he wears on his right arm, an item unique to the Reaper class, grants the wearer the ability to absorb life force through it. It can also extend at will to grasp enemies or objects from afar. Also doubles as a shield thanks to the tough material. A Legendary class item.
• GG: A long sword of simple design, also usable only by the Reaper class. While it doesn’t boast the elaborated appearance of other divine swords, but its power is by no means lacking. It has the standard life force leech that allows the user to gain life force by successfully hitting the enemies, instead of killing them outright. Furthermore, it gives the user the skill called “Necrotic Slash”, which basically a single shockwave that can negate magic and damage MP. The wave will only work against magical projectile, i.e fireballs or the like, and does no damage against HP. A divine item.
• Tormented Soul: The mask given to players when they successfully unlocking the Revenant race. Aside from cool looking (debatable), the mask will grant wearers night vision and face protection. Also it will tell other users that you have managed to die so many times the game took pity and decided to give you something. A relic item.
• Wyrmskin Pail: A bucket-shaped leather bag made from various types of skin, in spite of its name. While it has infinite storage space, it can only hold whatever you can fit in there. Since it’s roughly the size of your everyday bucket, good luck squeezing a set of armor in there. A relic item.
• The Shadowrunner: A stylish (also very debatable) pair of black leather boots that increase the wearer’s running speed and reduce fall damage. A relic item.
• Bloody Death: A set of light leather armor. Its sole ability is self-repairing. Also quite stylish.

Bio:

• DozingDonut was one of those guys who were really, really private about their lives outside the gameworld. Not much was known about him, except for the fact that he had been playing since launch. Back in his newbie days, DD was rather the by-the-book type, fervently researching builds and meta and the like. His main aim back then was simple, to make a name for himself through either PvP or PvE with his favorite class in the game, the Reaper. However, according to most guides of that time, Reaper wasn’t a good class to take into PvP and their selfish playstyle made them undesirable in organized PvE groups. Unfazed, DD still stuck to his favorite class and managed to level up some, overcoming the difficulties of his class mechanics through sheer patience and the willingness to grind. Somewhere along the way, his impressive records of death had earned him the Revenant race and eventually, he found a guild for himself.
  
  However, since the first guild he joined was rather focused PvX guild that took its gaming a bit too seriously. They let him joined, but placing him into the guild ‘B Team’, tasked with mindlessly farming resources for the guild. Though eager to test his mettle, DD never got a chance, just because his class wasn’t the ‘meta’. Frustrated, one day, he just threw his hands in the air and said: “Screw this. I’m just gonna play however I want.”. He ditched the guild, deleted all the guides and ever since, just focused on doing whatever the hell he wanted to do. He learnt Berserker class in order to gain that awesome screaming voice, then Flayer class just so he could stab people with a butter knife. Later, he swapped his staff in favor of the greatsword, just because they seemed ‘so much cooler’. While Tormented Soul was considered shameful by others, he wore it proudly and gave whoever said otherwise the middle finger.
  
  He spent most of his days just wandering about and enjoying the game, until one day, he decided to try out some PvE in dungeons. Traditionally, dungeons were reserved for organized groups, for obvious reasons. DD, being the crazy bastard that he was, decided to solo dungeons. He died more often than not, wasted thousands of gold coins while achieving nothing, but he didn’t really care. After all, the game was all about doing what he wanted now. Then a new dungeon came out, dubbed by the players as ‘The Rekting’. There wasn’t any special mechanics or new bosses, the dungeon would just dump you into an open field where you must fight against armies of trash mobs. When DD finally tried the dungeon, he was delighted and worked on a build to beat the battle. It took a while, eating up his gaming hours, but in the end, he managed to do it. While most players finished the dungeon by holding out until the timer ran out, he actually won the battle. DD slaughtered waves and waves of enemies, until the dungeon had nothing left to throw at him. By achieving such feat, he was rewarded ‘GG’, the much sought-after greatsword. It came with a different name of course, but he deliberately renamed it.
  
  The victory earned him the fame and respected he wanted back in his newbie days, but ironically, he no longer wanted it. Despite invitations from larger guilds, DD continued his carefree playstyle, running around the world, either collecting random things or farming for gold. He later formed the Seekers of Fate in order to gain the extra bank slots. However, as guilds needed a certain amount of players to be maintained, he began to recruit random strangers, mostly just to fill up the roster. Some left after a while, but those who stayed formed the core of the Seekers. Soon enough, some other guilds began hiring them to do their battles and seeing the chance to make easy money, DD took it. He was never one to lead though, so he pushed most of the responsibilities on to his fellow guildmates, and hardly ever presented at the guild hall. He always brought gifts for his friends after trips though.
  
  However, his fun was short-lived. Once the server shutdown was announced, DD was, of course, less than happy. But then again, what could he do?

Other:

• He is left-handed.
• For someone who mains a tank spec, DD wears light armor. Cause fashion, baby.

Name(s):

• Morrigan Fair Quin
• Mor – in short.

Gender:

• Female

Height:

• 1.73m.

Race:

• Human

Title:

• Queen of Illusions
• The World

Job:

• Illusionist 15
• Illusion Master 10
• Fata Morgana(The most powerful illusion user class)5
• Warrior 10
• Others 60

Residence:

• The guild basea.

Alignment:

• Lawful good.

Sense of Justice:

• 200

Racial level:

• 0

Job level:

• 100

Stats:

• HP:60
• MP:100
• PHY. ATK:90
• PHY. DEF:70
• AGILITY:80
• MAG. ATK:100
• MAG. DEF:80
• RESIST:50
• SPECIAL:50

Spells:



Skills:


Equipment:

• Crown of Illusions – legedary item.(lowers the mana cost for every illusion magic)
• Veil of Avalon – divine item.( a small soft piece of cloth that appears to be weaved by strands of moonlight. Once per month it can be used to cast an Over-Rank barrier spell )
• Robes of the Fae – divine item.(magical robes that warp the user's status, making it impossible to read unless special measures are taken first)
• Staff of serenity – legendary item. (a magical staff that allows the user to cast serenity spell across his allies, curing metal status afflictions)
• Mark of Du Lac – minor item ( a small steel ring with a single word engraved on it ‘Lac’, summons a level 20 knight.)
• Sword of the lake – Medium item( an elegant and sturdy weapon, that always shines as if it was just pulled out of water. It does water damage on top of the physical one. )
• Cal- legendary item.( A longsword that shines as if it was made of polished silver. It’s handle is adorned with gold. The blade gets covered by dragon fire every time it’s swung, causing short waves of fire to spread with each swing. The sword’s original name was ‘Silver Dragon sword’, but Mor decided on a lot more ‘suitable’ name for it.)
• Mark of kingship – medium item (An golden ring with a dragon insignia on it. Summons 5 level 20 knights)

Bio:

• Morgana started the game as a warrior, but she had a clear idea of how she wanted to play this game from the very beginning. Inspired by the Arthurian legend, from the very start, she sought items that had even vague likes to things from, the stories. At first she didn’t really want to join any guild and that’s why she didn’tm but as time went on, it became more and more difficult to keep up with the other players. Some guilds hogged farming spots, killing other players if they tried to get some farm done. Others simply enjoyed extorting her. Finally she decided enough was enough and joined a guild.
  Her first guild was a heavily roleplay one. Each player was obligated to interact as if he was really his character. In truth she actually liked that a lot and quickly took it to heart. She kept that attitude even after the guild disbanded because the other members simply had to return to real life and didn’t have much time to log in anymore. Still she enjoyed the time spend there a lot as it was some of the best she ever had.
  After that she once again wandered around for a while on her own, working for hire for players that wanted escorts or just help with farming. She kept that going for a while until she found the Seekers. At first she planned to simply join them for a while so she can start earning more gold faster. She planned to eventually open her own guild and have it be her own little kingdom, but with time she kind of got taken in by the guild. She liked it there with the rest of the members so her plans to form her own guild quickly fell to the side, but then the dreaded news about the end of the game appeared. At the end of the line, she decided to be there when the servers finally go down and the rest is history.

Other:

• She dislikes the idea of taken orders from men. Sure enough she has nothing against them, but simply dislikes being ordered around by them. Mostly because her bosses always treated her badly.

Name(s):

• Robin(Cause Robin Hood)
• 3Hoody5you(Also cause Robin Hood, usually only used by herself.)

Gender:

• Female

Height:

• 190 cm

Weight:

• How dare you?!

Race:

• Elf

Title:

• True Bow

Job:

• Marksmen 15
• Wild Mage 10
• Ironbow 10
• Etc.

Residence:

• Guild Base.

Alignment:

• Chaotic Good

Sense of Justice:

• 100

Racial level:

• 0

Job level:

• 100

Stats:

• HP: 75
• MP: 50
• PHY. ATK: Exceeds Limit
• PHY. DEF: 25
• AGILITY: 100
• MAG. ATK: 75
• MAG. DEF: 25
• RESIST: 100
• SPECIAL: 50
• STAT TOTAL: 500 + Limit Exceed

Equipment:

• Sun Ravisher (Divine): A bow that is reminiscent of a phoenix with its flames etched feathers and is nearly as big as Robin herself. It fires arrows of light itself that ignore a portion of physical defense. In addition it has several firing modes, ranging from sniping, in which a sort of laser sight comes into play, to a shotgun like mode where a single draw will launch of cluster of arrows.
• Arachnid Gloves(Legendary): Gloves that have a strange spiderweb design on them. They can be used to stick to surfaces and objects as well being activated to send cover a large area in sticky webbing that impedes movement save for that of the wearer. The webs can are resistant to most forms of attack except for fire. In addition they provide a reasonable boost to agility.
• Shadow's Footsteps(Legendary): Dark boots that grant the user significantly increased movespeed that becomes even greater when in darkness. They can be activated to cover a massive area in a cloud of inky blackness
• Ghost Shadow(Divine): An armour made of ethereal strands that shimmer a pale blue color. It allows the user to become insubstantial ignoring physical attacks and gaining the ability to move through other solid objects. However while in this state the user can't use physical attacks either and any magical attacks they use deal halved damage. Despite its appearance its gives relatively high armor for its level and also has a substantial passive evasion boost.

Bio:

• Robin pre-bought the game and waited eagerly for months for it to finally come out and play. When it did she quickly created the classic elf archer and leapt into play eagerly. Though as she played she came to the realization that there was a lot of unfair things going on. Now that was naturally in a multiplayer online game but some of this stuff was seriously messed up. People being killed and prevented from even going into certain areas just because of their race? High level guilds hogging whole zones just for farming mats and killing anyone who got in their way? Not cool.
  
  Robin fumed as she played at the injustice of it all. Finally she made up her mind to do something about it. A particular section of one of the quicker routes to a major quest zone was being camped by a party that would harass demi-humans and fine them, sometimes even killing them. Robin waited until they ambushed yet another poor lizardman traveling by himself and then she struck. Arrows came hurtling into the small band, instantly killing the mage and wounding the others. A good start, but not a good end.
  
  The group quickly found out where the attacks were coming from and pushed forward behind the tank's shield and she was no match for four people without the element of surprise. Robin quickly died, though to her relief at least the lizardman had managed to get away safely. She re-spawned with a sigh of irritation, well obviously that wasn't going to work. She couldn't very well right the world's wrongs by herself and it wasn't like there were any pro demi-human guild lying around. After several more failed outings she sat down for a long think, frustrated by her in-ability to help.
  
  Then it occurred to her that she didn't have to take care of them, she just had to make sure the demi-humans could. Thus her legend began. Rather than attacking those way-ling noobs unable to care for themselves she made sure the noobs could. Robin first wrote a guide for Demi-humans on how best to avoid getting themselves killed by other players. It was an effective guide for which areas to avoid or how to get gear the would let you disguise yourself. All sort of handy tricks were listed in there for getting away from pursuers. Of course doing so put her in as bad a spot as those she helped. But that wasn't all, Robin even went so far as to outfit some of the more helpless ones. Giving them items that allowed them to change their appearance, become invisible, or sometimes just money.
  
  However by herself she still couldn't do as much as she wanted. To fund her efforts to end the ridiculous racial treatment she joined the guild Seekers of Fate. While the guild was not exactly the most ethical, at least they did it to everyone. In fact a large portion of the higher level players were demi-humans themselves.
  
  Eventually Robin re-wrote the guide in racial languages for specific races that she gained through a looot of grinding. Though they could be deciphered by certain high level magic casters the spell was rarely learned. Which of course upped the price tag some more. Her portion of guild funds from her guide was enough to satisfy her need to help out those who couldn't help themselves and the guild itself still profited. Win-win. Of course Robin wouldn't refuse one last party with her guild-mates at the end of it. It was a pity it all had to come to an end, Robin felt like she'd helped so many people when so could never do the same in real life.

Other:

• Has a sweet tooth.
• Vegetarian
• Likes showing off