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Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP)

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Age of Darkness: Despair of the Golden Goddess (LoZ RP)

An irate Inigo awoke to the horses braying, neighing as if the dark lord himself had decided to pay the ranch a visit "Shuddup!" the lanky man hollered out of his bedroom window before promptly shuddering it. That however did not stop the damned animals from making a racket, and as he was about to shout again something he saw made him clam up, his face as white as a sheet in his goofy looking pajamas.

It might as well been one of Ganondorf's lackeys, but to the dismay and terror of the man it was the Gerudo's loyal servant Grindan "M-m-my apologies Master Grindan!" with a rattling thus his window shut once more and from inside could be heard strings of curses in Hylian as all sorts of cluttering noise came. It was a surprise that Inigo hadn't wet himself yet, still in his one piece pajamas with his sleeping cap on. He held a candle that shone a dim light.

"I-if you're looking for Talon, I don't know where is..Might as well be dead!" Inigo didn't care for his lazy half-wit of a brother Talon. He was probably off napping somewhere, maybe Malon knew but she was cheap labor so he couldn't afford to just get the kid killed by the hulking man before him.

"We have done as the King has said, what else does he want!?"

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

I AM THOU ARTE...

Anger to the Max

Name: Maxwell Smits
Age: 15
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Canadian, American Citizenship)
Favorite Color: Bright Red

Appearance

Physical Description: Maxwell is roughly only about 5'6" but often looks shorter with his somewhat closed off or slouched demeanor, his hair a constant mess of black locks that are a constant nuisance when he is either glued to his phone or trying to avoid eye contact with most people. Getting in his eyes or just generally causeing him to fuss with his already eternally bedheaded hair style.

Max's skin is somewhat pale in complexion and eyes have muted color to them almost like he has no colored iris but they are the lightest blue if looked at closely. His eyes are often shadowed by bags from sleeplessness or just generally looking unhappy.

He is quite skinny but he is surprisingly lithe and quick on his feet, when he has to of course but most of the time he moves sluggishly. He has a lithe build and weighs just above 118 lbs just above the average healthy weight for someone of his stature. He usually wears baggy clothes or just his pajama bottoms and a large black sweater, and of it weren't obvious enough he wears quite a bit of black but he does like to wear red from time to time, like a nice shirt or his sneakers.

Background: Itinerant Outsider

Background Feature: Mysterious Rumors
Considered one of the school's more notable students, even if not particularly popular or well-liked, your quirks and personality is already known to most at the academy. Most students and teachers will ignore some of your stranger behaviors as long as they aren't dangerous or threatening, to an extent. Some might even respect you more if your reputation resonates with their personal beliefs. Things that student and staff might overlook is asking strange questions, being in unexpected locations that isn't off-limits, drinking or smoking outside of class, and looking weird in general.

Reason for being at Bullworth: For a Canadian, you wouldn't expect anything but politeness and well-manners from someone but that someone was not Maxwell. Though he was for all intents and purposes born into a well respected family, he was the black sheep so to speak.

The Smits always worried their son was too much of a shutterbug, preferring to play his video games than play with his siblings or...You know, go outside. He wasn't exactly their most outgoing of children to put it mildly.

They loved him to bits but never could really understand why he was so opposed to socializing. Thus they decided to take matters in their own hands, and to Max's chagrin they sent him to the United States to attend a school for people who needed..A certain amount of discipline.

He resents their decision to no end, in his point of view he doesn't have a problem yet the broken controllers and holes in his walls would state otherwise.

Belongings: (Bullworth Academy) School Uniform, a large baggy black sweater, red headphones, a smartphone with the screen slightly cracked, a simple backpack with school supplies and such.

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Persona: Impetus
Race: Fire Genasi
Tarot: The Magician

Appearance

Level: 3
Class(es): (Pyromancer) Sorcerer 3
Equipment:

• Dagger (×2)
• Component Pouch
• Dungeoneer's Pack

Stats:

Strength - 14 (+2)
Dexterity - 14 (+2)
Constitution - 14 (+2)
Intelligence - 10 (+0)
Wisdom - 9 (-1)
Charisma - 14 (+2)

Skill Proficiency:

- (Class) Intimidation (+4), and Insight (+1)
- (Background) Perception (+1)

Equipment Proficiency:

• Armor: None
• Weapons: Daggers, Darts, Slings, Quarterstaves, and Light Crossbows.

Tool Proficiency:

• Vehicles (Land)

Languages: English, and Primordial

Racial Abilities:

• Darkvision: You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. Your ties to the Elemental Plane of Fire make your darkvision unusual: everything you see in darkness is in a shade of red.
• Fire Resistance: You have resistance to fire damage.
• Reach to the Blaze: You know the Produce Flame cantrip. Once you reach 3rd level, you can cast the Burning Hands spell once with this trait as a 1st-level spell, and you regain the ability to cast it this way when you finish a long rest. Constitution is your spellcasting ability for these spells.

Feats:

• Tough: Your hit point maximum increases by an amount equal to twice your level when you gain this feat. Whenever you gain a level thereafter, your hit point maximum increases by an additional 2 hit points.

Class Abilities:

• Sorcerous Origin: Firesoul (Reskinned Pyromancer)
• Heart of Fire: At 1st level, whenever you start casting a spell of 1st level or higher that deals fire damage, fiery magic erupts from you. This eruption causes creatures of your choice that you can see within 10 feet of you to take fire damage equal to half your sorcerer level (minimum of 1).
• Font of Magic: At 2nd level, you tap into a deep wellspring of magic within yourself. This wellspring is represented by sorcery points, which allow you to create a variety of magical effects.
  
  • Sorcery Points: You have 2 sorcery points, and you gain more as you reach higher levels, as shown in the Sorcery Points column of the Sorcerer table. You can never have more sorcery points than shown on the table for your level. You regain all spent sorcery points when you finish a long rest.
  • Flexible Casting: You can use your sorcery points to gain additional spell slots, or sacrifice spell slots to gain additional sorcery points. You learn other ways to use your sorcery points as you reach higher levels.
  • Creating Spell Slots: You can transform unexpended sorcery points into one spell slot as a bonus action on your turn. The Creating Spell Slots table shows the cost of creating a spell slot of a given level. You can create spell slots no higher in level than 5th. Any spell slot you create with this feature vanishes when you finish a long rest.
  • Converting a Spell Slot to Sorcery Points: As a bonus action on your turn, you can expend one spell slot and gain a number of sorcery points equal to the slot's level.
• Metamagic: At 3rd level, you gain the ability to twist your spells to suit your needs. You gain two of the following Metamagic options of your choice. You gain another one at 10th and 17th level.
  
  You can use only one Metamagic option on a spell when you cast it, unless otherwise noted.
  • Transmuted Spell: When you cast a spell that deals a type of damage from the following list, you can spend 1 sorcery point to change that damage type to one of the other listed types: acid, cold, fire, lightning, poison, thunder.
  • Empowered Spell: When you roll damage for a spell, you can spend 1 sorcery point to reroll a number of the damage dice up to your Charisma modifier (minimum of one). You must use the new rolls.
  
  • You can use Empowered Spell even if you have already used a different Metamagic option during the casting of the spell.

Spell List

Cantrips

• Produce Flame (Racial Cantrip)
• Fire Bolt
• Control Flames
• True Strike
• Prestidigitation

1st Level Spells

• Burning Hands (Racial Spell; 1/per day, regain after Long Rest)
• False Life
• Absorb Elements
• Chaos Bolt

2nd Level Spells

• Aganazzar's Scorcher

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

@Lucius Cypher which version of the Fire Genasi do you prefer? MMGM or the Elemental Evil Player Companion?

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

I think I found it, I'll go with Pyromancer, and two levels of Cleric for the Domain of Zeal.

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

Soo one level sorcerer (Pyromancer) and two levels somethings else. OR something else altogether

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

@Lucius Cypher hm, maybe. That's a fair point, or I could go Warlock, you can't cast spells while Raging. I was gonna be like Oh but I could take War Caster but that feat don't let you do what I was thinking.

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

@Lucius Cypher yeah was thinking of like Way of the Storm Barb 2 and Pyromancer Sorcerer 1, I woulda liked to maybe reskin Zealot to do Fire damage instead of Radiant or Necrotic but eh

World of Light

Wordage: 462 words (+1 points)
Experience: 5/10 EXP
Location: Sector 7 ➡ Valley of Ruin
^{Interaction
Tora and Poppi's @Lugubrious, Roxas’ @Double, Susie's @Archmage MC and Pitt's @Yankee}

The melancholy he felt as the desolate landscape shifted to the ruins of crumbling civilizations melted away when both the merchant and nopon engineer took the time to bond over a shared fascination over machinery though different in their perspectives they may have been, Partitio was more than willing to just happily listen to Tora expound upon his pride and joy.

"Well I'll be, guess techno-logical thinkin' runs in your family." the merchant chuckled, he shared a similar sort of upbringing as Tora so he could appreciate that someone else learned their craft from their folks just like he did growing up learning everything about trade with his old man "My pops taught me everythin' there is bout business." he also learned to value people more than their wealth and that hard work pays more than money but that was besides the point "Can't say I ever heard of something like a fancy 'Ether Furnace' that like a sorta steam powered contraption what keeps Poppi a running?" something rattled at the back of his brain, faintly recalling hearing about steam power back when life was good and silver had been a prosperous commodity.

* * *

Partitio stepped out of the vehicle with a grunt as his slacks met the dirt, the ground was wet and muddy in some areas. The merchant dusted off his pant legs while he adjusted the metal cuirass he wore beneath his coat, he surveyed the wreckage of the plane through squinting eyes neath his fedora like a mockingbird searching for a shiny object to add to its collection. All he saw though was clothing and other assorted commodities strewn about, nothing special but it did give the merchant an idea. Using the time he had, he went to work hauling as much of the cargo as he could within the time they had, unaware of the things going on with the others as they tampered with things.

Partitio knew that people must have owned the things in the suitcases but they weren't around no more probably thus their belongings would probably serve folk back in the slums a lot better than out here.

* * *

When they piled back into their trucks, he bid the engineer farewell with a smile and a wave, flipping his silver coin as he sat the merchant couldn't help but speak up as they began to once more rattle along in the truck "Ya'll are quite the strange bunch," the Seekers came in all shapes and sizes it seemed, from a little critter like Tora to a normal kid like the one sitting towards the back brooding "Interestin' people doing interestin' things, I can admire that." was all he said resting his hands behind his head and leaning back listening to the truck hum as they drove to wherever they were going.