Burger

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

the price of making a friend is 500,000 gold coins

you know, if the treasure actually a space artifact instead of a WMD with legs

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

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Attracting wayward glances, Locke's arrival was showered with attention compared to anyone else's. His golden clothes weren't that of a noble; they were more eccentric than that. Frankly, Locke didn't care about so many eyes on him. Not currently, anyways. He was much more interested in whatever caused that blinding light. If it was a magical being, he could attempt to contract them. The fairy king was more whimsical than possessive. Interesting things easily satiated his patron's demands. If it was some meaningless treasure, it would at least be worth some gold. A lesser mint, but one that most of the lower nations accepted. Unless he was stabbed, the trip would be a waste of time at worst. He was in the area already, of course.

Though he was on a timer. The entire place was a powder keg waiting to blow up. Considering how there was organized military on one side, morally questionable mercenaries on another, and a roving pack of thieves and pillagers (also known as adventurers), one could easily make the assumption that shit was going to go down once everyone began to delve in. If whatever the comet brought a treasure, there would be a mess over its ownership. The only saving grace was that the treasure (whatever it could have been) wasn't actually found yet.

He was pretty much always ready to dive into a dungeon. The water fairy he controlled could create potable water (though he still boiled it), he carried enough dried food for two weeks and could forage, and he had most of the supplies any adventurer would need for an expedition. His cursory inspection of the other adventurers was as expected. Some adventurers tried to get through holes in the wall, their large bodies making it difficult. Others tried to scale it for an advantage, not realizing that they would have to climb back down. A single one leapt the wall in a single bound, which was actually pretty impressive. The majority went through the gates, however.

Unlike the weirdos who decided to enter via hole or pole, Locke entered through the main gate like most. It was better to save his energy and time instead of doing something dumb. If shit did kick off, he'd rather be fully ready to escape rather than burnt out fighting a wall. Sure, the entrance and most paths had been visually picked clean with ocular patdowns, but people tended to scatter. So long as he moved ahead, he'd naturally reach untraveled paths.

He ignored most of the people already inside. Traveling in a group was safer for certain, but that also meant you had to share any rewards. Plus, if you didn't scatter, you were essentially covering the same ground. Why not just go alone if you were going to scatter anyways? No real point. Though technically, he wasn't alone either. With a wave of his finger and flick of his wrist, a blue-haired fairy with a dress coloured like the sky quickly appeared as it flipped out of thin air.

"Search for it," he commanded the fairy with a whisper. With a nod, the fairy dove into the sky for an aerial view, circling around like some sort of bird. Would she find it? Maybe. Sometimes fairies were assholes and mucked about instead of doing their jobs. Despite this unreliability, having a bonus bird's-eye view that didn't need to be paid was powerful.

He passed a woman who brought in a horse, some foreigner and a large rat as he delved deeper, ignoring the them all as they weren't really important to his goal. No real point in making friends with someone you'd never see again.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Speaking of the fairies... How big are they? Are they targetable by enenmies? Do they last until dimissed, or do they have a timer or upkeep associated with them?

@Xaltwind

About as tall as the length of a human adult male's head. They are generally immune to most most magic. Physical attacks can still banish them, but they fly and are harder to hit. Under the Fae Queen's blessing, they can just come back whenever if they do get hit. They can last indefinitely, but they constantly drain his mana. If he's knocked out or becomes otherwise incapacitated, the fairy is sent back.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

@Everyone
Huh.... Apart from some minor alchemists and our Casanova-Paladin, we sure are lacking in the healing department... Oh well! If you DPS all the baddies to death before they can hurt you, you don't need healing, right? :D

@Xaltwind

healin fairies

they're like the swiss army knife of classes

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

(Also how the heck do people resize images, mine are huge :v)

@PigeonOfAstora

paintdotnet is a good, lightweight option that's free, or you can upload it onto something like pixlr and resize it that way

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

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Locke Highmont

25 || Male || Human

Appearance

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With ornate clothes of eccentric design, Locke stands out among humans. Him being 6'3" doesn't help either. His features could accurately be described as sharp, whether it be his eyes, mouth, or nose. His pale blonde hair is roughly style and his glowing yellow eyes are almost otherworldly. His physique is surprisingly rugged underneath all of his clothes, but more suited to endurance rather than actual strength. Notably, deep scars are apparent on the left side of his face, a consequence of Locke's pursuit of magic. His right arm is also affected, with strange and ornate tattoos seeped into his skin.

Personality

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Misanthropic to a fault, Locke is a prideful and arrogant man. He isn't the friendliest person around, but that doesn't mean he's unsociable. Rather, he holds a general disdain for the follies of man. A general disdain for injustice fills him, but he lacks the empathy to assist those affected and instead focuses on the powers that be.

At times, he can be a ruthless pragmatist—the needs of the many overriding the needs of the few—but often acts in his own self-interest. He's willing to use others to get to his goals, but he is a man of his word. He doesn't stab people in the back. More in the front, really.

At his core, he's looking for "a priceless heirloom, stolen from his family".

History

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The great mountain that the free city of Kinoch could, compared to the rest of Oublioth, be a utopia. Naturally fortified against invasion as a result of a treacherous climb, the city and its knowledge are isolated from the rest of the world. This isolation brought forth great discovery and research. Magic is used as a commonplace tool in the city and those unable to use it still reap the benefits of the infrastructure the magic brings. Philosophy and art are common among the people of Kinoch. However, this isolation had resulted in the people and culture of Kinoch becoming rather eccentric. A prideful arrogance fills each citizen.

Locke was no different. Raised in such a place, he gained peculiar tastes and the same sense of arrogance that they all had. However, Locke was not born an important man. No, he couldn't control nor even fathom the magic that was so important to the city's culture. Because of his, the young summoner delved into research. For years, he studied the nature of magic, his people, and his lineage. The results of his findings disturbed him; the mana once held in his bloodline was stolen away. Long before he was born, his ancestor's mana was brutally torn away from him and held in an ancient artifact. Though the details were sparse, he knew that the artifact was held below, somewhere in the vast expanse of the continent.

His pursuit of magic also lead to an important discovery: the implantation of mana via contract. Of course, his bloodline held no mana. If he could get a greater being to use him as a conduit, that would mean that he could have access to magic. His research had left clues on the whereabouts of such ancient beings. The young Locke left the safe confines of his city to delve into a distant forest—no easy feat for a scholar—and performed an esoteric ritual. What appeared before him was an otherworldly being, not ripped into existence but coming willingly. Perhaps it was his brazen attitude, the spirit's general boredom, or a meaningless whim. He knew what Locke wanted and extended his hand.

But sacrifice was required. Contracts weren't free.

Locke knew this and grabbed the spirit's hand.

Instantly, the power surged through his veins. His flesh was torn, his arm afflicted, and his eyes taken and replaced. His suffering lasted some time before he had awoken. He had done it; a contract was formed and he could use magic.

With it, he entered one of the lesser human settlements and began his career as an adventurer. After all, there was no better job to look for what he came for. Months later and his talents were undoubtable.

He would restore glory back to his bloodline.

Summoner || 20

Offensive support

Stats

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STR: F
VIT: C
DEX: D
INT: B
WIS: C
CHA: C

Immunities

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Blind

Resistances

---

Dark

Weaknesses

---

Holy, getting stabbed

Equipment

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• Golden Silk Suit
• Festival Mask
• Traveling Rags
• Traveler's Pack - Rope, food, camping kit, blankets, meal kit, etc.
• Mage's Lantern
• Familial Insignia Stamp
• Strange coin - Can snap into eighths and recombine into a full coin.

Skills & Spells

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• Summon Elemental Fairy - Does what it says on the box. More than one out causes considerable self-damage. Fairy is ephemeral; Locke is not.
• Fire - This fairy casts a variety of damaging fire spells, dealing quick bursts of unpredictable damage.
• Light - This fairy focuses on bestowing buffs on allies and blinds enemies
• Venom - This fairy envenoms weapons and launches toxic projectiles.
• Black Fog - Creates a visually impenetrable fog that causes languidness to those within.
• Dark Binding - Launches a binding rope forward, wrapping what it touches to prevent movement. Has the strength of rope.
• Croak - Fires a corrupt blast of cursed energy, silencing one's ability to speak if it hits the head. Stops spells and abilities that require a verbal component.
• Corrupt Ground - Fouls the land, killing some non-magical plant life and weakening those standing in it.
• Fairy Eyes - Allows the wielder to see past magic. Harder to see magic, especially magic that moves quickly, but impossible to be blinded.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Overall Locke seems fine, however, i can't accept him just yet.

The sumamry-like parts of his equipment and skills are not in line with how the CS is supposed to be laid out. Please don't lump everything together, seperate each thing and describe them appropriately, like everyone else.

Once you've done that, let me know, I'll look it over and then I can give you the green light. ^^

@Xaltwind

Fixed

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

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Locke Highmont

25 || Male || Human

Appearance

---

With ornate clothes of eccentric design, Locke stands out among humans. Him being 6'3" doesn't help either. His features could accurately be described as sharp, whether it be his eyes, mouth, or nose. His pale blonde hair is roughly style and his glowing yellow eyes are almost otherworldly. His physique is surprisingly rugged underneath all of his clothes, but more suited to endurance rather than actual strength. Notably, deep scars are apparent on the left side of his face, a consequence of Locke's pursuit of magic. His right arm is also affected, with strange and ornate tattoos seeped into his skin.

Personality

---

Misanthropic to a fault, Locke is a prideful and arrogant man. He isn't the friendliest person around, but that doesn't mean he's unsociable. Rather, he holds a general disdain for the follies of man. A general disdain for injustice fills him, but he lacks the empathy to assist those affected and instead focuses on the powers that be.

At times, he can be a ruthless pragmatist—the needs of the many overriding the needs of the few—but often acts in his own self-interest. He's willing to use others to get to his goals, but he is a man of his word. He doesn't stab people in the back. More in the front, really.

At his core, he's looking for "a priceless heirloom, stolen from his family".

History

---

The great mountain that the free city of Kinoch could, compared to the rest of Oublioth, be a utopia. Naturally fortified against invasion as a result of a treacherous climb, the city and its knowledge are isolated from the rest of the world. This isolation brought forth great discovery and research. Magic is used as a commonplace tool in the city and those unable to use it still reap the benefits of the infrastructure the magic brings. Philosophy and art are common among the people of Kinoch. However, this isolation had resulted in the people and culture of Kinoch becoming rather eccentric. A prideful arrogance fills each citizen.

Locke was no different. Raised in such a place, he gained peculiar tastes and the same sense of arrogance that they all had. However, Locke was not born an important man. No, he couldn't control nor even fathom the magic that was so important to the city's culture. Because of his, the young summoner delved into research. For years, he studied the nature of magic, his people, and his lineage. The results of his findings disturbed him; the mana once held in his bloodline was stolen away. Long before he was born, his ancestor's mana was brutally torn away from him and held in an ancient artifact. Though the details were sparse, he knew that the artifact was held below, somewhere in the vast expanse of the continent.

His pursuit of magic also lead to an important discovery: the implantation of mana via contract. Of course, his bloodline held no mana. If he could get a greater being to use him as a conduit, that would mean that he could have access to magic. His research had left clues on the whereabouts of such ancient beings. The young Locke left the safe confines of his city to delve into a distant forest—no easy feat for a scholar—and performed an esoteric ritual. What appeared before him was an otherworldly being, not ripped into existence but coming willingly. Perhaps it was his brazen attitude, the spirit's general boredom, or a meaningless whim. He knew what Locke wanted and extended his hand.

But sacrifice was required. Contracts weren't free.

Locke knew this and grabbed the spirit's hand.

Instantly, the power surged through his veins. His flesh was torn, his arm afflicted, and his eyes taken and replaced. His suffering lasted some time before he had awoken. He had done it; a contract was formed and he could use magic.

With it, he entered one of the lesser human settlements and began his career as an adventurer. After all, there was no better job to look for what he came for. Months later and his talents were undoubtable.

He would restore glory back to his bloodline.

Summoner || 20

Offensive support

Stats

---

STR: F
VIT: C
DEX: D
INT: B
WIS: C
CHA: C

Immunities

---

Blind

Resistances

---

Dark

Weaknesses

---

Holy, getting stabbed

Equipment

---

• Golden Silk Suit
• Festival Mask
• Traveling Rags
• Traveler's Pack - Rope, food, camping kit, blankets, meal kit, etc.
• Mage's Lantern
• Familial Insignia Stamp
• Strange coin - Can snap into eighths and recombine into a full coin.

Skills & Spells

---

• Summon Elemental Fairy - Does what it says on the box. More than one out causes considerable self-damage. Fairy is ephemeral; Locke is not.
• Fire - This fairy casts a variety of damaging fire spells, dealing quick bursts of unpredictable damage.
• Light - This fairy focuses on bestowing buffs on allies and blinds enemies
• Venom - This fairy envenoms weapons and launches toxic projectiles.
• Black Fog - Creates a visually impenetrable fog that causes languidness to those within.
• Dark Binding - Launches a binding rope forward, wrapping what it touches to prevent movement. Has the strength of rope.
• Croak - Fires a corrupt blast of cursed energy, silencing one's ability to speak if it hits the head. Stops spells and abilities that require a verbal component.
• Corrupt Ground - Fouls the land, killing some non-magical plant life and weakening those standing in it.
• Fairy Eyes - Allows the wielder to see past magic. Harder to see magic, especially magic that moves quickly, but impossible to be blinded.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

As of now, with the exception of Click This, this roleplay is now currently FULL and we won't be accepting new applicants until/if a spot becomes vacant.

@Xaltwind

Wait, for absolutely everyone even if they put a character in the interest check?

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

With Chloe taking the vanguard, Lilliane was caught aback by what appeared behind her. Her rousing speech did little for the french spy, but at least she was making herself useful now. The sudden appearance of the porcelain figure flooded the spy's mind with quick thoughts. English wonder weapon? A hero flying in like one of those American graphic frame. No, it was more familiar than that. Panic quickly fell to acknowledgement as Lilianne was forced to rely on these strangers.

Tch. No time to think about that. She could question whatever was going on later.

The pallets were more important. For the large man—Tupolev as Chloe called him—to leave the supplies was understandable; if the person firing the mortars knew where they were, then they would likely target him over the pallets. The chance of them targeting the pallet was still likely. If they knew about this deal, their objective might have been the supplies.

Scuttling out from her barely safe hovel, she made a mad dash towards the pallet. She could protect it. She was certain. If a mortar was coming, she could stop it. That's what she told herself, anyways. She quickly crouched above the pallet, looking up to the sky. She was ready.