CronicCrystalis

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

"The earlier measurements and a rough idea of the design in my head helped expedite things. From there t'was but a matter of resources, which Warmaidens were happy to supply... After a bit of negotiating a lower price." Cronic said as he simply waited for Yuki's return.

"Archery skills, record time craftsmanship, magic use. Is there nothing this guy can't do?" Serena asked as she read the book on Vampire clans.

"Well it's not exactly perfect. I still need to add enchantments to it, plus I was kinda in a hurry to get her out that robe, so I'll need to fine tune the fit later."

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

"...And here I am playing one woman army probably doing little more than being an annoyance." Serena said to no-one in particular as Yuki returned to the building, somewhat exhausted, but excited regardless.

"Welcome back. Glad you're taking to the change in scenery well... Now that you're not freezing your backside off." Cronic said, cracking a smile at Yuki's return.

"I finished your new clothes before you returned. Once it all clicked together in my head, everything else was childs play. I left them in your room when you're ready to try them on." Cronic said, pointing upstairs before looking at Serena, who was at a loss of what to do.

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

"Well, it could be a good paycheck. We don't really care much for the prestige, only the septims such a job offers... And with two more mouths to feed, we're gonna need it. Getting a reputation is a sure fire way to get ourselves killed or captured by Thalmor operatives... And that's a major no-no." Cronic said, folding his arms, but he made a mental note to get back at Aria later for that grin on her face.

"Plus, it'd be a good idea to remain in Balgruuf's good books. Connections in high places can save our skin when things go south." Cronic said, Serena pondering what to do as the two spoke. Eventually, she found her voice again.

"Maybe... Vengeance isn't something I can claim. The Thalmor are numerous, I am but one. I would probably end up dead before I got close to wiping them out completely." Serena said, a somewhat crestfallen look on her face at the realization.

Children of Plunder

Spia Aestorm, the Surgeon

Appearance:

Name: Spia Aestorm

Race: Android

Age: Appears in her early 20s, but her actual age is considerably higher.

Gender: Female

Job: Surgeon

Weapons: Electric channelers built into her arms. Also able to discharge said electricity into a medium range attack.

Abilities: Heightened physical strength, expert hand to hand fighter.

Personality: Unlike her sibling, Spia is the loud and proud of the two. She's always upbeat and cheerful, albeit bordering obnoxiously, but she will defend those she cares about down to the last, her mindset changing into one that is lethally serious. Even if her last moments come to pass, she'll go forward as she always has with her smile on her face and her brother at her side. Anyone who thinks they can casually cop a feel might find themselves launched across the room, and that's if she's in a good mood.

Short bio: Designed as a sister unit to Izaroth, meant to act as a tag team dynamic with the other android, Spia herself was ultimately left with an imperfect version of her sibling's power core due to resource constraints. This limits her fighting capabilities, as she can only exert her offensive abilities for a limited time before she has to retreat, else she risks shutting down. This is part and parcel why she, Izaroth and Mark joined up with the crew, that they might get the necessary materials to complete her properly.

Izaroth Aestorm, the Deckhand

Appearance:

Name: Izaroth Aestorm

Race: Android

Age: Appears 21, but is much older than he looks

Gender: Male

Job: Deckhand/Boarding Party

Weapons: Has miniturized energy cannons built into his forearms, but can combine the two together to form an artillery cannon unit. This is not without risk, however, as he has to root himself to solid ground to fire it at max power, lest he blows himself off into deep space. In close quarters, he favours a collapsible beam halberd instead, typically holstered on the left hip.

Abilities: Unlimited operational time: Regardless of where he is, or what he's doing, Izaroth can keep going 24/7 without tiring, due to the self sustaining nature of his power core, often producing more energy than he'd ever need to use, typically using the surplus to recharge his sister unit, Spia, instead. Also possesses the same enhanced physical strength Spia possesses.

Personality: Typically calm and composed, Izaroth is likely to spend his downtime observing members of the crew, or reading books on whatever topic holds his interest at the time. That being said, don't just assume because he seems passive at first glance that he won't knock you to the floor if you start giving him grief... Provided Spia doesn't get there first.

Short bio: Originally built as a lone unit meant to allow an AI to observe, live among, and develop an understanding of organic life, that he might lead to a race of synthetics that could perfectly emulate an organic life form, Izaroth was later given combat functionality as an afterthought, that he can act in self defense or defense of another. Spia came into the equation when Izaroth gained curiosity about organic siblings, though her version of that same AI went down a different route in terms of personality, not that Izaroth seemed to mind much.

Mark Astaroth, the Engineer

Appearance:

Name: Mark Artemis Astaroth

Race: Human

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Job: Engineer

Weapons: Railgun-Bow hybrid

Abilities:
Genius intellect: His archery might be on target most of the time, but his intellect is his best asset; Whether it's repairing an FTL drive to coming up with strategies in the heat of battle, he prefers to think things through to find the best course of action before doing anything, though he prefers to use his brain intellectually.

Personality: Typically a level headed, if somewhat of a snarky individual, Mark has a bad habit of subconsciously shutting out the world around him when he's caught up in his work... And is typically startled quite easily when he's like that. He also doesn't really care about what others think of him, since, in his opinion, he has to work with the cards he's been dealt.

Short bio: Creator of the Aestorm siblings, leaving Spia in an incomplete state as he did has always been something he's been meaning to fix, but lacked the means to find the resources needed to do so, having exhausted his own resources creating . Joining up with Arron would potentially rectify this issue, and so he took Izaroth and Spia with him, that he could quickly make the corrections to Spia's core once he'd recieved what he needed.

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

Serena quietly nodded, taking deep breaths to calm the fire within. Once he was certain she wasn't going to put a hole in a wall, Cronic went and set the clothes down on Yuki's bed before returning to the rest of them, pulling up a chair and taking a seat.

"...So, I hate to be that guy that addresses the mammoth in the room, but... Mind telling me why you dragged me upstairs to share a bed with you?" Cronic asked, not making eye contact with Serena, clearly still finding the whole thing awkward.

"...My slumber is rarely a peaceful one these days. Yet strangely, sharing a bed with someone kind of makes it more likely I'll get a good night's sleep... Though for whatever reason, it only works with a member of the opposite gender. Though such instances aren't always possible. And when I am sleeping alone, I'm tossing and turning in the night." Serena said, keeping her cards close to her chest, Cronic cocking an eyebrow in suspicion, but chose not to pry.

Children of Plunder

Welp, bang goes that idea then. *Edits*

Children of Plunder

Spia Aestorm, the Surgeon

Appearance:

Name: Spia Aestorm

Race: Android

Age: Appears in her early 20s, but her actual age is considerably higher.

Gender: Female

Job: Surgeon

Weapons: Electric channelers built into her arms. Also able to discharge said electricity into a medium range attack.

Abilities: Heightened physical strength, expert hand to hand fighter.

Personality: Unlike her sibling, Spia is the loud and proud of the two. She's always upbeat and cheerful, albeit bordering obnoxiously, but she will defend those she cares about down to the last, her mindset changing into one that is lethally serious. Even if her last moments come to pass, she'll go forward as she always has with her smile on her face and her brother at her side. Anyone who thinks they can casually cop a feel might find themselves launched across the room, and that's if she's in a good mood.

Short bio: Designed as a sister unit to Izaroth, meant to act as a tag team dynamic with the other android, Spia herself was ultimately left with an imperfect version of her sibling's power core due to resource constraints. This limits her fighting capabilities, as she can only exert her offensive abilities for a limited time before she has to retreat, else she risks shutting down. This is part and parcel why she, Izaroth and Mark joined up with the crew, that they might get the necessary materials to complete her properly.

Izaroth Aestorm, the Deckhand

Appearance:

Name: Izaroth Aestorm

Race: Android

Age: Appears 21, but is much older than he looks

Gender: Male

Job: Deckhand/Boarding Party

Weapons: Has miniturized energy cannons built into his forearms, but can combine the two together to form an artillery cannon unit. This is not without risk, however, as he has to root himself to solid ground to fire it at max power, lest he blows himself off into deep space. In close quarters, he favours a collapsible beam halberd instead, typically holstered on the left hip.

Abilities: Unlimited operational time: Regardless of where he is, or what he's doing, Izaroth can keep going 24/7 without tiring, due to the self sustaining nature of his power core, often producing more energy than he'd ever need to use, typically using the surplus to recharge his sister unit, Spia, instead. Also possesses the same enhanced physical strength Spia possesses.

Personality: Typically calm and composed, Izaroth is likely to spend his downtime observing members of the crew, or reading books on whatever topic holds his interest at the time. That being said, don't just assume because he seems passive at first glance that he won't knock you to the floor if you start giving him grief... Provided Spia doesn't get there first.

Short bio: Originally built as a lone unit meant to allow an AI to observe, live among, and develop an understanding of organic life, that he might lead to a race of synthetics that could perfectly emulate an organic life form, Izaroth was later given combat functionality as an afterthought, that he can act in self defense or defense of another. Spia came into the equation when Izaroth gained curiosity about organic siblings, though her version of that same AI went down a different route in terms of personality, not that Izaroth seemed to mind much.

Mark Astaroth, the Engineer

Appearance:

Name: Mark Artemis Astaroth

Race: Human

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Job: Engineer

Weapons: Railgun-Bow hybrid

Abilities:
Genius intellect: His archery might be on target most of the time, but his intellect is his best asset; Whether it's repairing an FTL drive to coming up with strategies in the heat of battle, he prefers to think things through to find the best course of action before doing anything, though he prefers to use his brain intellectually.

Personality: Typically a level headed, if somewhat of a snarky individual, Mark has a bad habit of subconsciously shutting out the world around him when he's caught up in his work... And is typically startled quite easily when he's like that. He also doesn't really care about what others think of him, since, in his opinion, he has to work with the cards he's been dealt.

Short bio: Creator of the Aestorm siblings, leaving Spia in an incomplete state as he did has always been something he's been meaning to fix, but lacked the means to find the resources needed to do so, having exhausted his own resources creating . Joining up with Arron would potentially rectify this issue, and so he took Izaroth and Spia with him, that he could quickly make the corrections to Spia's core once he'd recieved what he needed.

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

"Yuki seems to have suffered the same fate... And as if that wasn't enough... Bastards had her marching through the wilds of Skyrim barefoot with clothing that wasn't suited to the climate...!" Serena said, thinking back to the time where she was being escorted to Northwatch, hands clenched into fists as she repeated what the Thalmor called her... And how they treated her.

"Few more hours in that weather and she'd be a frozen corpse... Or at the very least, would need her legs amputated. Not exactly the way you'd expect an Akaviri Priestess to be treated... But the Thalmor didn't view her as a person. More like an object for them to use and abuse as they saw fit...!" Serena said, her eyes almost ablaze with rage. Aria would likely know Serena's pain all too well... And her lust for vengence was dangerously close to consuming her. All the wrongs they'd done, all the pain they'd inflicted, and the very recollection of it all was making the brunette's blood boil. It was at that very moment that Cronic returned from his trek to Warmaidens with a bundle of clothes tucked under one arm, before noticing the anger on Serena's face.

"...Is this a bad time?" Cronic asked, turning to look at Aria.

The Elder Scrolls: Souls of Many Shades [Jake & Cronic]

"Amen to that... But it's not always that cut and dry growing up. I know I didn't have that choice. I partly grew up in High Rock. Back then I was the same as any other girl... Save one small difference; I was born with a sort of "Gift" if you will. My singing voice could enhance the abilities of those within earshot that I trusted. From enhancing the user's strengths, to wiping away their fatigue, to even giving them more magicka reserves." Serena said, before letting out a sigh as he mind drifted back to simpler times.

"You can probably see where this is going. Naturally, a certain band of High Elves found out about my ability... And sought to claim it for their exclusive use. Obviously they failed on that one... But not before torching my home village to ash, and the people I knew put to the sword... All for one little girl's power." Serena said, clenching her fists as the pain of that memory threatened to consume her.

"An anonymous tip off however, let my Parents arrange my escape on horseback in the care of a warrior who fought pretty much like I do today... Up until Thalmor agents dropped him. By the time the Thalmor had arrived at my village, I was long gone. The excuse they gave for his execution? 'Harboring a dangerous fugitive', when really they just wanted their missed prize... But I wasn't a scared little girl any longer. I wasn't just skilled in the art of wielding a really big sword... I'd picked up quite a bit of Conjuration magic too... And they were the first to feel my rage."

Persona in Wonderland: A Persona RP.

Caterpillar Grotto

His question answered as best it could have been, Cronic turned to gaze over at the new arrivals, before someone dropped an F-bomb. Gripping his forehead in annoyance, he then turned to look at Jacob.

"Do make an effort to hold off on the swearing please. There are those here who don't need to become renegades like you." Cronic said to Jacob, before diving into the pond.

"...What have I gotten myself into this time?" Mark said to himself, having listened to everything the Caterpillar explained, prior to taking a deep breath and regaining his composure.

"Well. We're going to have to make this count then, aren't we? I can't say for certain how much help I'll be in a fight, but I'm more of a thinker than a doer." Mark said, following after Cronic back to the sanctuary.

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Hatter's Sanctuary

"...So we only have four days in this world before doomsday hits. That's a very strict timeframe... And a lot of pressure." Cronic said, having listened to the exchange... And he wasn't happy about what he was hearing.

"...Need I remind you that Snow broke... And turned into a Shadow right before my eyes? If the others can't handle the pressure... I fear they may end up the same way." Cronic said, showing concern for the other Humans present.

"...I'll take care of their mental health. I'm a Psychologist afterall." Mark said, interjecting before anyone else had time to speak, and now that it was safe to do so, crushed the orb in his hand, forming a bow and quiver, full of arrows in his hands.

"...Oh geez... I guess it's a bad time to mention I've not practiced archery in years."