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High Ground Online

Royal Ranger

• Appearance:

Xander Cline

Royal Ranger

• Name: Xander Cline
• HGO Title: Royal Ranger
• Age: 20
• Level: 3
• Weapon: Overlord: Energy sniper with adjustable multi vision (Regular/Thermal) scope.
• Junction Drive: Acquired Target: By painting an enemy for 2 seconds with a special laser sight, Royal can "mark" them. Marked targets are highlighted for all teammates to see. They take double damage from all sources as well as doubles the effects of negative status ailments. The effect lasts for 7 seconds after it is applied and must wear off before it can be reapplied.
• Inventory: Smoke grenades. Claymore mines.
• Background: Loyal sharpshooter of the Crusaders, Royal lives to fight the xeno scum that have invaded HGO. His skills as a marksman have been proved against any threat time and time again. Along with his aim he is a master of callouts and is constantly on the team comms providing everyone with valuable information. This as well as his ability to mark targets allows him to keep everyone up to date on any situation at all times. The constant radio time has earned him a reputation as a chatterbox in the guild, something he has taken quite a shine too.

His life outside the game is not so much a mystery as it is trivial. He'll likely tell his story to anyone who asks, but you'll have to accompany him on a mission to do so. Royal isn't one for downtime. Unless specifically ordered otherwise, he looks for the next mission almost as soon as the current one ends.

• Other: Addicted to energy drinks to keep him awake and alert. Favorite flavors are blue raspberry and cotton candy.

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

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Ready for anything coming her way, Lin swiftly pivoted at the sound of gun fire. Though instead of bullets flying passed her, several of the gravestones being the actual targets of the gunman blasted apart. The origin of the shots revealed herself from the shadows. Tipping her hat as she passed by and complemented Lin on her ability to demolish the stone beings. “Uhh. Thanks? And you are?” Lin asked. The answer would come shortly, but not before the huntress pointed out a new wave of the gravestones was on its way.

Though Lin was becoming confident in her fighting ability, it was clear everyone else was choosing to avoid the monsters using the roof. Begrudgingly the monk decided to stick with her team and abandoned her front line position. Following Maria's path, she used what remained of the stairs as an elevation boost to flawlessly leap through the air and onto the roof with her team. “Huh. So tell me, Miss Huntress." The midnight haired girl said crossing her arms and aiming a glare at the gunslinger. "Why should we consider ourselves lucky? Do the other hunters not come equipped with stone piercing rounds?”

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

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There was an awkward pause after Lin introduced herself. The newcomer hadn't responded in any way leaving only the muffled sounds of chatter from upstairs to fill the void. After feeling she had given plenty of time for the newcomer to acknowledge her presence, Lin opened her mouth to say something, but whatever words she had ready would be held back when yet another unfamiliar face came down the stairs.

"Okay seriously? Where were you? In the pantry?" Lin asked dumbfounded at the number of people she was suddenly meeting. "Actually, never mind. I'm going to give myself a migraine if I keep questioning this place." With a defeated sigh, Lin pushed herself from the shelf she had been leaning "I suppose the bar cat sent you to get us. Come on, Pink let's go." Lin motioned for Rosea to follow, begrudgingly climbing back up the stairs without the liquor she had gone down to find.

Opening the door leading to the cafe, Lin found the Black Pentacle was, gone. Every one of the colorful characters who had occupied the establishment mere minutes ago were now nowhere to be seen. In their place was a lone girl sitting at the bar with a white mask and a cane that looked to be made of peppermint… No, Lin. You said you'd stop questioning things. Just roll with it.

With no regard to the magic trick currently being displayed, Lin walked around the bar and took a seat next to the magician. "Alright, barkeep. Let's get straight to the point. There's treasure somewhere in this tower and I want it. Tell me how I get it and I'll be out of your hair."

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

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“SON OF- Where did you come from?” Lin exclaimed quickly making a short jump to the right to give her some distance from the second cat girl to appear. It didn’t take long for Lin to realize Cait, as she called herself, had just woken up. ”Wait. Were you asleep here too? How?” Lin looked under the counter but could not see where the feline bartender had been. Not that it mattered at this point.

Sitting up straight once more, she walked back to her glass of whiskey and turned her attention back to the group; a courtesy they clearly did not extend back. The closest Lin got to an answer from the group was Akiko who simply remarked something about Lin adding to a harem. It was obviously meant as a sarcastic quip, but the very idea made Lin’s eye twitch. The rest of the group seemed more concerned with the new people they had summoned and the bartender herself (The exception being the pirate girl who was going on about finding a ship.)

Eventually Lin’s patience wore thin. With no explanation of what was going on from anyone, she was then told to “Man the bar” by Cait despite her attending the only actual customers in there. With a sigh the monk looked into her whiskey glass and softly said “Alright. Guess I’ll go fuck myself then.” Before downing the last of the dark liquid.

Tipping the bottle into her glass to fill it again, Lin found only a small sip dripped out. ”Oh come on.” She growled shaking the bottle in vain hopes it might have more whiskey hidden inside. Slamming the empty vessels on the counter she looked around to see what else this bar had. There was a variety of mysterious and glowing liquids, but nothing she could clearly identify as a normal liquor. Not wanting to risk grabbing something poisonous or worse, she decided to pass on the unmarked containers. ”Maybe there’s something in the back.”

Disregarding the instructions given to her previously, Lin abandoned the counter to go through the door behind the counter. Inside was a kitchen area for the tavern to prepare whatever food items they sold, but more importantly that was a set of stairs leading to the Cafe’s storage. Jackpot. Making a beeline down the stairs and into the dimly lit storage room, Lin began examining the astoundingly large stock of items. As she made her way deeper into the labyrinth of shelves, she discovered something she was expecting. More accurately, someone. A pink haired girl who, much like Lin and Cait, appeared to be waking up.

”Hey there.” Lin said approaching the girl. ”Now I’m gonna make a wild guess and say you’re either another member of the staff getting off break, or you literally have no clue where you are or how you got here.” Lin leaned against one of the shelves next to the newcomer. ”Name’s Lin by the way.”

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

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The surrounding darkness of the abyss was no stranger to Lin’s dreams. Many a times she found herself in this emptiness instead of having an actual dream. In actuality it was the appearance of the three items that were foreign to her. A sword, shield, and rod sat in front of her. She had never seen these exact items before, yet she almost instinctively knew what each meant. The three objects seemed to beckon her towards them, each one calling to her trying to appeal to her in different ways, but the call of one was clearly stronger. After only a few seconds Lin stepped towards the the sword and grabbed it’s hilt. Her actions immediately triggered a flash of light engulfing the once dark void.

Just as quickly as it had come, the light then faded into reality. Or at least, something close to it.

“Ugh. The hell was that?” Lin asked herself as she slowly came to. Her surroundings were blurred by her freshly awaken eyes but she could tell this was not her room. Sitting up, she brought her hands up to rub her eyes only to suddenly let out a small wince of pain as a dull headache made its presence known. Between her light hangover and her mind still trying to process what exactly she drempt, Lin sumized her unfamiliar surroundings were nothing more than her own deliriousness. Once her vision had cleared up, though, she found that her theory was incorrect.

Instead of her mostly empty bedroom, Lin seemed to be behind the counter at some strange bar. Had she gone somewhere else last night? And how did she end up behind the counter? Had the staff just left her there passed out? That had to be a major health and safety violation. Lastly, what was she wearing? It seemed to be some sort of costume you would see in an old school fighting game, but it felt rather high quality. She was especially drawn to the greaves and bracers she had on and the fierce tiger each one had etched into it.

Lin was at a loss, and she needed some answers. Grabbing the edge of the counter, Lin pulled herself up to get a better look at the place, maybe see if someone was working. To her dismay, the place was completely devoid of life. Not a soul was present. The only thing of use was the sign above the door. Dangenki Café Club.

“Hello?” Lin called out, hoping maybe there was someone nearby. “If anyone’s there, you’re kinda doing a shit job.” Still no reply. With a disgruntled sigh, Lin decided she would figure this out on her own. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the shelf, Lin poured a glass as she tried to think back and piece things together. She remembered walking out of the bar, heading the usual way home and then… The tower. The vivid image of the structure suddenly came back to her, but there was no way. That was impossible. How would she have even-

In a sudden flash the once dead café was now occupied by a small group. Initially Lin was startled. Dropping below the counter once more before any of the new patrons could see her. She stayed down long enough to hear them talk about cards and introduce themselves to what she guessed were newer members. Well, Lin. You wanted answers. It’s now or never.

Once more Lin pulled herself up from behind the counter and looked over each of the new arrivals. “Hey there.” She said as a blanket greeting to the party. “Names Lin. You all seem to have some idea of what’s going on here. Someone mind filling me in? Free bottle for the first one to answer.” She gestured behind her at the large assortment of drinks that were definitely not hers to give away.

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

Outfit in the tower

• Name: Lin Liao
• Title: N/A
• Age: 22
• Class: Monk (sword)
• Aspect of Soul: Tiger Gear - Onyx metal bracers and greaves each with a blood orange trim and an ornate silver Tiger etched on them. Though they appear to offer little protection, those who wear them will find they provide just enough defence while being completely unrestrictive.

• Abilities:

Decisive Blows: While she does not possess superhuman strength, the force behind Lin's attacks would make you think otherwise. Every punch, kick, or other unarmed strike feels more akin to being hit with a large warhammer. Even the toughest armor will find dents upon meeting Lin's fist. Lin, on the other hand, does not feel the force from her blows. She could spend hours beating down a wall of solid steel without getting a cut or breaking a bone.

Inhuman Reaction: Whether it’s catching an arrow mid flight, deflecting an incoming bullet, or even dodging a bolt of lightning, Lin can evade almost any danger the tower has to offer; If she knows they’re coming that is. Her senses have not been heightened in anyway meaning it is still possible to catch her off guard. But once she knows an enemy is present, they’ll have a hell of a time trying to land anything on her.

• Background:

Life had not gone the way Lin Liao had thought it would. For as long as she could remember she had been taught that if she worked hard success would follow. Yet despite giving it her all, she was unable to maintain her grades and flunked out of college. This pushed her to entering the work force only to find her skills at holding a job were just as poor.

Unable to maintain a steady pay, Lin was forced to move back in with her parents time and time again. Eventually all her friends had moved on with their own lives, and her parents seemed to accept the fact she would never leave them. Lin felt she had been cheated by the universe. She wasn’t lazy. She hadn’t slacked off or given up. She had done everything she could to succeed but for some reason or another she just couldn’t catch a break. Her frustrations turned her bitter, and she began to turn to the bottle for her escape.

After yet another night of binge drinking, Lin was stumbling home when suddenly the stars above were blocked out by an incredible flying structure. She had no idea what it was, or even if it was real, but a faint glimmer at the top of it caught her attention. Could there be some sort of treasure there? She continued to ponder the possibilities as she finally reached her house. Perhaps it was her inebriated state clouding her judgment, but something told her that this was it. Collapsed on her mattress ready to fade out of consciousness she knew; Whatever prize was up there, it was her ticket out of this life.

Tower of Fable

Lin Liao

Outfit in the tower

• Name: Lin Liao
• Title: N/A
• Age: 22
• Class: Monk (sword)
• Aspect of Soul: Tiger Gear - Onyx metal bracers and greaves each with a blood orange trim and an ornate silver Tiger etched on them. Though they appear to offer little protection, those who wear them will find they provide just enough defence while being completely unrestrictive.

• Abilities:

Decisive Blows: While she does not possess superhuman strength, the force behind Lin's attacks would make you think otherwise. Every punch, kick, or other unarmed strike feels more akin to being hit with a large warhammer. Even the toughest armor will find dents upon meeting Lin's fist. Lin, on the other hand, does not feel the force from her blows. She could spend hours beating down a wall of solid steel without getting a cut or breaking a bone.

Inhuman Reaction: Whether it’s catching an arrow mid flight, deflecting an incoming bullet, or even dodging a bolt of lightning, Lin can evade almost any danger the tower has to offer; If she knows they’re coming that is. Her senses have not been heightened in anyway meaning it is still possible to catch her off guard. But once she knows an enemy is present, they’ll have a hell of a time trying to land anything on her.

• Background:

Life had not gone the way Lin Liao had thought it would. For as long as she could remember she had been taught that if she worked hard success would follow. Yet despite giving it her all, she was unable to maintain her grades and flunked out of college. This pushed her to entering the work force only to find her skills at holding a job were just as poor.

Unable to maintain a steady pay, Lin was forced to move back in with her parents time and time again. Eventually all her friends had moved on with their own lives, and her parents seemed to accept the fact she would never leave them. Lin felt she had been cheated by the universe. She wasn’t lazy. She hadn’t slacked off or given up. She had done everything she could to succeed but for some reason or another she just couldn’t catch a break. Her frustrations turned her bitter, and she began to turn to the bottle for her escape.

After yet another night of binge drinking, Lin was stumbling home when suddenly the stars above were blocked out by an incredible flying structure. She had no idea what it was, or even if it was real, but a faint glimmer at the top of it caught her attention. Could there be some sort of treasure there? She continued to ponder the possibilities as she finally reached her house. Perhaps it was her inebriated state clouding her judgment, but something told her that this was it. Collapsed on her mattress ready to fade out of consciousness she knew; Whatever prize was up there, it was her ticket out of this life.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Blossoming Relationships

Receiving Ms. Aristeas' approval of how they handled the Grimm was a much needed confidence boost for the huntsman. While they had successfully fended off the Nevermores, he couldn’t help but feel the close call with their unluckiest member might have given the inspector cause to doubt their skills. Nevertheless, she was more impressed by Violet’s sharpshooting than she was displeased with Roberts short flight. The Atlesian guards felt the same as Sand was given a rifle to award Violet.

Not everyone was willing to overlook that slight mishap with the large Nevermore, however. As soon as they were alone Sand practically called out Robert for his lack of situational awareness. Those who didn’t know Sand might have misconstrued her words as a scolding, but Trad could tell this was just her voicing concerns, even if it was a little blunt. Though as they continued their flight, Trad couldn’t help but think that maybe blunt discussions with Robert were necessary. He knew the hunter was never intentionally getting himself into trouble, but he certainly had a knack for it. And often wasn’t able to get himself out without one of them to aid him. Something would need to be done or else the next time things might not work out in the red head’s favor.

Now was not the time for such things. Just as Sand said this was not a training exercise, they were on a mission and had to remain focused. The last thing anyone needed was the team doubting even one of their members. Trad did his best to bury his thoughts as they stepped off the ship. Eerily that would be easy enough as the landing platform for ICE CreAM felt… Wrong. While he wasn’t expecting a welcome party, it was odd that only one person would be greeting the inspector; and with no security at that.

The biggest red flag was raised by the lack of ships on the landing platform. True traffic through this location would be light at best, but what about emergency situations? This team had seen first hand how fast the Grimm could swarm even a well prepared base. There should have been at least two or three airships ready just in case. Yet it seemed the researchers here would have no means of escape should such an event take place.

His curiosity got the best of him. While he let the inspector answer the white haired man’s initial question, he quickly spoke up after any introductions.

“You must have a lot of faith in the defenses here. Not many facilities operate without some means of evacuation.” He stated glancing around at the empty area.

@Crimmy@Lazo@Abillioncats@Guess Who

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Sid Lofton

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With the goblins routed and the ship fire extinguished, it was time for the group to take care of any wounded they had. After formally introducing himself to the ragtag group Sid had now found himself apart of, he agreed to help guide the fugitives the mystical healer to tend to Corday and the other wounded. In truth Sid had never actually been to see her, but he did have a knowledge of this islands layout. This combined with their Dhirom companion Zendrith, who seemed to know a little more about the exact location of the healer, meant that she could point them in the right direction while Cadye kept the caravan together. All Sid would have to do is take them along the safest path that lead to their destination. A task he thought would be rather easy, until about halfway into the woods a pink haired knight bearing an unfamiliar insignia blocked their way.

Cayde seemed to recognize the insignia and immediately called her out as a “Soldier of Niflhelm.” Sid’s eyes widened and he too placed his hand on his weapon. He had only heard legends of the fearsome knights from the tundra, but it was enough to keep him from even setting foot there. If she was truly here for a fight, then a lot more people would be needing to see that healer.

“Haven’t even been here an hour and you lot are drawing attention from as far as Niflhelm? The villagers are not going to like this.” The pirate said under his breath.

_{@The Irish Tree@Guess Who@Skyrte@floodtalon@Suku}

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Sid Lofton

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Sid coiled his weapon with a chuckle as his new ally came up and complimented him. “Thanks. You're not so bad yourself, private.” He replied with a thumbs up. “Glad to see you're not one of those knights afraid to get their armor scratched.” Though he jested with the soldier’s rank, he genuinely applauded Cayde for willingly putting himself in harm's way. It was a rare trait to see in people now a days.

With no other enemies coming for them, Sid too noticed the plumes of smoke slowly filling the room. He had assumed his fiery friend’s magic had been the source, but with none of those flames lingering and the dark clouds building it was all too obvious what was going on. Cayde was the first to assess the situation and inquired if Sid would be able to repair the unstable engine or see if someone above deck could. The soldier probably didn’t think their chances of evacuation looked good and the pirate had to agree.

“Sorry, mate.” Sid shook his head. “A leaking pipe or a broken belt I can do, but this? We need someone more experienced and fast.” As he heard his own words out loud, an idea popped in his head. “Actually, I think I can buy us some time.” Unfurling his kusarigama once more, Sid stepped in front of the smoking machine while twirling his chain to build up speed. Once it was going fast enough, he turned the swirling weapon towards the engine and unleashed a stream of wind onto the engine. With any luck his makeshift fan would be enough to snuff out the flames and regulate the temperature without cooling it too drastically. If not it would at least keep the heat from rising faster than it had been.

“I think I’ve got this.” He called to the soldier. “Now get up there and see who you can find!”

@The Irish Tree@Guess Who@Skyrte@floodtalon