Cu Chulainn

UESRPG interest check

Perhaps...

I have been meaning to do some Fantasy Guerilla Warfare as of late.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

Dawn
_{of a New Day}

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A hooded man watched the proceedings silently, listening intently to the pleas of the villagers. He had stood there for quite a while, even before the proceedings began, looking on like a statue. Unmoving, unflinching, unspeaking. Even his breath was slowed to a halt. It seemed as if he blended to the background, a silent vigil of this otherwise bustling chapel. Still, to those who would bring themselves near to this living statue, they would almost hear the mere mentioning of "odds" and various numbers being thrown about. He seemed to be... whispering to himself?

The Sage of Steel had a habit for thinking out loud, after all.

"Resources are scarce, obtaining food is the top priority to maintain proper function. Assisting in hunting may prove the most fruitful of endeavors. Understanding the lay of the land and its inhabitants is paramount for continued survival in these frigid lands. A survey of the flora and fauna of the land may prove beneficial for later. It is also important to understand the dangers these lands entail. Among other threats, learning more of this "Kyrnith" may be wise.

"As for alternate forms of obtaining food, the spear should be a good weapon for fishing, but such a practice is ill-advised for this one to perform. In the case of the fish being stolen, perhaps it is Valtem? Improbable, they're more likely to just take one of the fisherman. Something to keep note of later, perhaps when hunting is complete. Potential of local fauna being responsible for the missing fish is more likely, especially given the recent blizzard."

Having ran these details down with himself (and whoever was close enough to listen to him,) Gideon lowered his hood and made his presence more apparent than it once was. Clearing his throat, he would speak up to those around him.

"Our food stores seemed to have been hit the hardest. What would be the best place to hunt in this village? I take it the woods would be too treacherous, given the dangers that this 'Kyrnith' entails? In any case, I believe it best to assist the hunters in restoring our food supplies before we get to anything else."

Giving advice and insights was something Gideon was quite used to, by now. Still, to help these villagers... there was a different feeling to it. A new sense of duty, perhaps? No, that couldn't quite be it. After all, Gideon did serve Grams as dutifully as he could, in his adventures. It wasn't too long since Gideon had first arrived to this village, after all... and not long after was he tasked with aiding those wayward souls lost on the confusion of the blizzard to the temple he had found himself in right now.

The more he pondered on such things, the more questions he had. Why did Grams send him to this backwater? Why did his arrival herald a coming storm? And why was he, a devoted creation of Grams, chosen by the fickle Moon Goddess to act as one of her champions? All these happenings were strange. Perhaps it is something to ponder more deeply when the more pressing matters were attended to.

For now, Gideon would look around the gathered mass of villagers, his empyrean eye doing its best to discern anyone else who would stand out among the rest. After all, it may be best to work alongside these chosen heroes, for what it's worth. She mentioned... four others, was it?

Cacophony Concord

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HP 2160/2160 SP 2370/2370 MP 2860/3060}

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Leif was less than pleased that they were being sent off to just fuck around with a bunch of other lowish-level PvPers. For a game as advanced as Cacophony Concord, he found this huge world event somewhat dull. Perhaps the real goodies were saved for high-leveled PvP connoisseurs. Ah well, something to worry about in the future. For now, Leif knew he had to grind out a bit before he can truly appreciate the upper echelons of PvP combat. Maybe he could become a cool badass batlefield general or something.

Currently, Leif was riding his bike in an open field, in the sights of a sniper. Normally he'd be more than fine to try and break the distance himself, trusting in his wolf-like agility to dodge this sharpshooter's attacks. He wasn't as keen on doing such a risky play with his current cargo, however. Klein had hopped on with Leif to scout around and all, and it'd be a real dick move if he got one of his buddies in trouble for wanting to do something reckless. He could also go back to the party and report his findings, but that's real pussy shit. Instead, another completely reckless thing would pop up to Leif's head.

"We got a sniper, Klein! Keep your head down and follow my lead!" Leif hollered as he focused on evasive maneuvers. Once again, his head shifted into that of a wolf. He would track down those with lower health, as per usual, except this time he'd try and single out a relatively weaker party. He couldn't tell who was particularly weaker at a baseline, but he could have a soft estimate based on how fast they regenerated. It was still faulty and imprecise, all things considered, but such things required practice to really work out.

Whatever he would find, Leif would raise his glaive at the sniper as high in the air as he can before pointing it directly in the direction of whoever he'd triangulate. Hopefully they'd be able to single out that target before their healing brought them up to full. Of course, this was all with the fragile hope that the sniper would catch on to his idea in the first place. It was simple, really. Leif was a tracker, and this man was a sniper. If their quarry ran away, Leif had the advantage of speed. Overall,

Leif saw a potential partnership out of this and only hoped that the sniper saw it the same way.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

Raaming Around

Name: Gideon, Sage of Steel

Gender: Male

Race: Raam

Appearance: A young man with alabaster skin, his very eyes are a contradiction: soulless, but glistening with curiosity, an emotionless stare that is also filled with deep thought. Indeed, it seems that the Steel Sage is constantly scrutinizing everything around him with his cold logic. He bears scars across his athletic body from years of adventuring, scars he does well to hide upon layers and layers of clothing.

Bio
Gideon was always different from other Raam. As soon as he stepped out of Grams' sacred forge, the other Raam knew that something was quite.... off about him. He was remarkable in certain fields, but also did not have any inclinations towards any particular role. As a warrior, he possessed the wit of a tactician, but lacked the drive to fight. As a craftsman, he possessed a keen eye for detail, but not the desire to create. And as a hunter, he had the instincts of a predator, but not the hunger. Even as a priest of Grams, the profession that was deemed most suitable for him, Gideon still felt like an odd fit for the clergy, lacking the patience or duty to merely perform the daily rites of the God of Smithing. Instead, Gideon possessed a sense of purpose that no other Raam has possessed before.

The call to adventure, the desire to explore the world around him. An incessant wanderlust filled the steel heart of Gideon. On the tenth day celebrating his creation, many things were revealed to the young Raam in a dream. Grams, himself, had bestowed upon him a blessing not of strength and martial arms, but of knowledge and wisdom. It was in this revelation that Grams had also revealed to his child his true purpose: to explore the world around him, to understand everything there is to know, to become all-knowing as a means of guiding the Metal God's children into a new age.

And so, Gideon would set off from the temple-city of Allohold not long after, with the blessings of both his fellow priests and the deity that they so very much revered. Alongside a week's worth of rations and other traveling essentials, Gideon was given two things of note: a spear to remind him of his warrior's blood, and a small hammer to remind him of his creation by the hands of the Forgefather.

For the next few years, Gideon would wander the world, learning of its many wonders. From the nearby azure shores of the Amethyst Isle to the far-off peaks of the Sky Reach mountains, Gideon had seen many a great and terrifying things, beholding much of the wonders of the world. More importantly, he communed with the other children of Lyreneth, learning of the vast cultures and ways of life of the different races, accumulating this knowledge and teaching it to those who wish to learn. It was through these travels and communications that he earned the honorary title of the Sage of Steel.

Two decades after he began his travels, Gideon would once again receive a vision from the Forgefather, informing him of a new destination, a change from his aimless wandering. He was tasked by Grams to travel to the village of Dawn, the reasons of which would allude the Raam. He wondered why, out of all places, he would be tasked to travel to such a lowly hamlet, but he did not desire to question the will of his creator. After all, there was something that Gideon, himself, had sought in this village, far from merely following the mandate of his creator.

After learning so much about the world, Gideon wished to learn more of himself.

And so, Gideon traversed through fields of snow, soon reaching the village of Dawn in the wake of a terrible storm...

Goals:
When asked of the subject, Gideon would simply answer with the lofty goal of accumulating all of the world's knowledge, a mission bestowed upon him by his god. However, such a thing is only a stepping stone for what he truly desires. In his quest to become all-knowing, he learned something deeply about himself that separates him from everyone else, a state of his being that he cannot fathom with. When he walked in the valley of the shadow of death, he learned of an eldritch truth that would haunt him for the rest of his existence, a plague on his very self. As such, he wishes to find his own answers to this issue, something that would save him from this grisly discovery.

Skills:

• Body Born of Steel - The unique physiology of the Raam, who possess bones of which no mortal blade can pierce. In Gideon's case, his metallic body is weathered not from the crucible of battle, but from the many perils that would come to one who lived a life of travel and adventure.
• Wisdom Forged by Steel - The first blessing bestowed upon Gideon after his creation, the core feature that set him apart from his brothers and sisters. Rather than an inborn aptitude for battle, Gideon possesses the accumulated knowledge of combat and warfare of the Raam, as granted by Grams himself. This has been further refined by Gideon's experiences, having encountered all matter of dangers in his adventures throughout Lyreneth. It is a form of "danger-sense" that allows the wielder to understand and potentially act against potential dangers to one's life. Of course, it is limited to the knowledge that Gideon possesses, and he could only make off-hand predictions against things he has never encountered before. It wouldn't be far off to call Gideon a living calculator.
• Eyes Sharpened with Steel - The second blessing granted to Gideon, the source of his curiosity. Simply put, it is the accumulation and retention of knowledge, and the ability to process this knowledge quickly. Much like a blade, it is merely a hunk of metal on its own, but when sharpened by memories and experiences, is a formidable weapon that can cut through all matter of things. In Gideon's case, he is a treasure trove of knowledge, having learned of the cultures and courtesies of all the children of Lyreneth... or at least, all except the vicious Bastelians and the elusive Harpies. When asked, he can recall general knowledge of most of the people and lands of Lyreneth, from the crafts of the Krysa to the... dietary tips of the Valtem. However, aside from the Raam, Gideon does not possess any deeper secrets of the other races aside from what is known at a surface level. After all, he focused on the quantity of accumulated knowledge, rather than the quality.

Inventory:

• A weathered spear that still maintains its strength despite being used for twenty years. Perhaps it is a testament to Raam craftsmanship, or more likely, it has been maintained by Gideon on his travels. Long enough to also be used as a nifty walking stick.
• A craftsman's hammer, albeit too small to be utilized as a weapon. A treasured keepsake of Gideon's origins. Reliable climber's tool, surprisingly enough.
• Holy symbol of Grams, a small tablet engraved with many individual squares, a representation of the solidarity of the Raam, as well as their very low numbers. Could also be interpreted as an unbreakable formation of soldiers.
• Layers of padded furs that serve both as armor and insulation for the cold. Multiple layers of fabric and fur allow protection against piercing attacks. Quite comfortable to sleep in, as well.
• A traveler's cloak, stitched with different quilted fabrics of the many cultures of Lyreneth. Despite this, it appears painfully modest. Protects against both the elements and home-sickness.
• Soil samples. From everywhere. Everywhere.
• A confusing medicinal kit made for Raam physiology.
• Notebook mostly containing random musings, albeit codified like an encyclopedia. Possesses a drawing for almost every people.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

Raaming Around

Name: Gideon, Sage of Steel

Gender: Male

Race: Raam

Appearance: A young man with alabaster skin, his very eyes are a contradiction: soulless, but glistening with curiosity, an emotionless stare that is also filled with deep thought. Indeed, it seems that the Steel Sage is constantly scrutinizing everything around him with his cold logic. He bears scars across his athletic body from years of adventuring, scars he does well to hide upon layers and layers of clothing.

Bio
Gideon was always different from other Raam. As soon as he stepped out of Grams' sacred forge, the other Raam knew that something was quite.... off about him. He was remarkable in certain fields, but also did not have any inclinations towards any particular role. As a warrior, he possessed the wit of a tactician, but lacked the drive to fight. As a craftsman, he possessed a keen eye for detail, but not the desire to create. And as a hunter, he had the instincts of a predator, but not the hunger. Even as a priest of Grams, the profession that was deemed most suitable for him, Gideon still felt like an odd fit for the clergy, lacking the patience or duty to merely perform the daily rites of the God of Smithing. Instead, Gideon possessed a sense of purpose that no other Raam has possessed before.

The call to adventure, the desire to explore the world around him. An incessant wanderlust filled the steel heart of Gideon. On the tenth day celebrating his creation, many things were revealed to the young Raam in a dream. Grams, himself, had bestowed upon him a blessing not of strength and martial arms, but of knowledge and wisdom. It was in this revelation that Grams had also revealed to his child his true purpose: to explore the world around him, to understand everything there is to know, to become all-knowing as a means of guiding the Metal God's children into a new age.

And so, Gideon would set off from the temple-city of Allohold not long after, with the blessings of both his fellow priests and the deity that they so very much revered. Alongside a week's worth of rations and other traveling essentials, Gideon was given two things of note: a spear to remind him of his warrior's blood, and a small hammer to remind him of his creation by the hands of the Forgefather.

For the next few years, Gideon would wander the world, learning of its many wonders. From the nearby azure shores of the Amethyst Isle to the far-off peaks of the Sky Reach mountains, Gideon had seen many a great and terrifying things, beholding much of the wonders of the world. More importantly, he communed with the other children of Lyreneth, learning of the vast cultures and ways of life of the different races, accumulating this knowledge and teaching it to those who wish to learn. It was through these travels and communications that he earned the honorary title of the Sage of Steel.

Two decades after he began his travels, Gideon would once again receive a vision from the Forgefather, informing him of a new destination, a change from his aimless wandering. He was tasked by Grams to travel to the village of Dawn, the reasons of which would allude the Raam. He wondered why, out of all places, he would be tasked to travel to such a lowly hamlet, but he did not desire to question the will of his creator. After all, there was something that Gideon, himself, had sought in this village, far from merely following the mandate of his creator.

After learning so much about the world, Gideon wished to learn more of himself.

And so, Gideon traversed through fields of snow, soon reaching the village of Dawn in the wake of a terrible storm...

Goals:
When asked of the subject, Gideon would simply answer with the lofty goal of accumulating all of the world's knowledge, a mission bestowed upon him by his god. However, such a thing is only a stepping stone for what he truly desires. In his quest to become all-knowing, he learned something deeply about himself that separates him from everyone else, a state of his being that he cannot fathom with. When he walked in the valley of the shadow of death, he learned of an eldritch truth that would haunt him for the rest of his existence, a plague on his very self. As such, he wishes to find his own answers to this issue, something that would save him from this grisly discovery.

Skills:

• Body Born of Steel - The unique physiology of the Raam, who possess bones of which no mortal blade can pierce. In Gideon's case, his metallic body is weathered not from the crucible of battle, but from the many perils that would come to one who lived a life of travel and adventure.
• Wisdom Forged by Steel - The first blessing bestowed upon Gideon after his creation, the core feature that set him apart from his brothers and sisters. Rather than an inborn aptitude for battle, Gideon possesses the accumulated knowledge of combat and warfare of the Raam, as granted by Grams himself. This has been further refined by Gideon's experiences, having encountered all matter of dangers in his adventures throughout Lyreneth. It is a form of "danger-sense" that allows the wielder to understand and potentially act against potential dangers to one's life. Of course, it is limited to the knowledge that Gideon possesses, and he could only make off-hand predictions against things he has never encountered before. It wouldn't be far off to call Gideon a living calculator.
• Eyes Sharpened with Steel - The second blessing granted to Gideon, the source of his curiosity. Simply put, it is the accumulation and retention of knowledge, and the ability to process this knowledge quickly. Much like a blade, it is merely a hunk of metal on its own, but when sharpened by memories and experiences, is a formidable weapon that can cut through all matter of things. In Gideon's case, he is a treasure trove of knowledge, having learned of the cultures and courtesies of all the children of Lyreneth... or at least, all except the vicious Bastelians and the elusive Harpies. When asked, he can recall general knowledge of most of the people and lands of Lyreneth, from the crafts of the Krysa to the... dietary tips of the Valtem. However, aside from the Raam, Gideon does not possess any deeper secrets of the other races aside from what is known at a surface level. After all, he focused on the quantity of accumulated knowledge, rather than the quality.

Inventory:

• A weathered spear that still maintains its strength despite being used for twenty years. Perhaps it is a testament to Raam craftsmanship, or more likely, it has been maintained by Gideon on his travels. Long enough to also be used as a nifty walking stick.
• A craftsman's hammer, albeit too small to be utilized as a weapon. A treasured keepsake of Gideon's origins. Reliable climber's tool, surprisingly enough.
• Holy symbol of Grams, a small tablet engraved with many individual squares, a representation of the solidarity of the Raam, as well as their very low numbers. Could also be interpreted as an unbreakable formation of soldiers.
• Layers of padded furs that serve both as armor and insulation for the cold. Multiple layers of fabric and fur allow protection against piercing attacks. Quite comfortable to sleep in, as well.
• A traveler's cloak, stitched with different quilted fabrics of the many cultures of Lyreneth. Despite this, it appears painfully modest. Protects against both the elements and home-sickness.
• Soil samples. From everywhere. Everywhere.
• A confusing medicinal kit made for Raam physiology.
• Notebook mostly containing random musings, albeit codified like an encyclopedia. Possesses a drawing for almost every people.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

Oho, first one in! Hyped

To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

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Cacophony Concord

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HP 2160/2160 SP 2370/2370 MP 20206/2060 (3060)}

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Leif kicked back at the ground with his hind paws, letting out a triumphant howl at the completion of his "business." While everyone was chilling out in Ames' Nuclei, the shaman had elected to set up a nice little protective zone around it. It would only keep out monsters, sure, but between Leif's [Boundaries of the Pack] and the ten [Spirit Wolves] he summoned, Leif figured he would at least get a better idea of the surrounding area, much more efficiently through the use of his [Wolfkin Blessing]. He had set up his wolves around the perimeter of his marked zone as well, having ordered them to howl and return if they spot any threats nearby.

Turning back into his bipedal form, Leif walked over to Arion, leaning back on his obsidian steed with his arms behind his head. He was always the outdoorsy type, after all, not content to remain confined indoors... of course, that is his excuse. In reality, Leif figured he'd look way cooler if he volunteered to be on guard duty and all. Besides, he never really got to use that ability as much.

"Yo, Amulak. Let everyone know I'll be sticking around outside in case some cheeky fucks decide to pay a visit to our little party uninvited." Leif hollered over, knowing Amulak was able to hear him through his weird ass Nuclei. He then chuckled after realizing Amulak probably saw Leif literally pissing around the place. "I can probably do some solo scouting around the area, see if I can flag down more Mora-Sho on the field to get a better idea on who's who and what's going down. Just let everyone know if they're fine with me flying solo. I'll try and go at a steady place so I don't outrange your shit again, eh?"

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

I'm fine with that. After all, Arash's kit seems fairly formidable for what it is, even outside of using Stella. He possesesed the fortitude and foresight to know when to use his Noble Phantasm, and I think it'd be a cool plot point in the event I know I absolutely have to use it.

In any case, I also planned to make a Master, so it's also allow me to focus more on that character as well. Just curiois though, but do you want a comprehensive spell list, or just a list of commonly used/biggest spells our Master would know?

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

Fair. I think I might go for Arash then, if applicable.