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After much headbanging, I am... still kinda stumped. Is a complete rewrite or different character entirely in order here? Nothing else seems to come to mind.

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Yeah don't mind me, I'll just be over here... banging my head against the drawing board until an idea for how to fix my character pops out.

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Well... crap. That sort of takes the wind out of my sails. I have no idea how to fix this.

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Wait, the Big Three's only been around for two years? [Worriedly glances down his years-long background with the Seven Virtues]

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Noble Arms - The ASEAN War

Man, everybody's got anime-style overkill abilities, and I just got a socially anxious girl XD

@Aisede

To be fair, my overkill anime ability is incredibly dangerous to use and may or may not have been what killed the guy who wielded it before. xD

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War

Alain

Name: Alain

Age: ?? (Appears to be somewhere in his Mid-to-Late 20's, unconfirmed)

Nationality: ?? (His accent suggests he is from Western Europe, perhaps Spain or Portugal, but this has not been confirmed)

Crissaegrim

Crissaegrim. Also called Valmanway in other languages, but both mean the same thing: Blessed Wind

Noble Arm Rank: B+

Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: Melee. Close/Mid Range. Wind.

~Noble Arm Abilities~

Wind Step: Easily the bread and butter of the Crissaegrim, enhancing its wielder's attack and movement speed to beyond superhuman levels. The resulting fighting style is one centered around speed, movement, and evasion over defense or raw power. The method of defense is simply using the wielder's superior agility to evade incoming attacks rather than risk trying to block them. The method of attack is to use superior speed to inflict death by a thousand small cuts rather than singular massive blows. The ability gets its name from the windy afterimages left behind in the wielder's wake as they bolt at top speed.

Wind's Edge: An appropriately named ability that comes from swinging the sword with enough speed to produce razor sharp gusts of wind that can blast at a target from mid-range, allowing the sword to potentially cut down an opponent without even needing to touch them. Thick walls or armor can stop the attack, but even the sturdiest walls can eventually crumble if attacked enough times in rapid succession.

Savage Storm: A movement technique in which the Arms Master dashes in a closed circle, their raw speed kicking up a dust tornado that can reduce visibility and slow enemy movement. It's particularly effective as a means of creating openings for the Arms Master to further capitalize on.

God of the Wind: Probably the Crissaegrim's most powerful ability. Temporarily further enhances the Arms Master's speed from Wind Step - just enough for four incredible strikes so fast they appear to happen simultaneously. The reportedly godlike speed of the attacks give the appearance of the Arms Master seemingly splitting into four doppelgangers to launch an attack from four separate angles. The sheer speed and mechanics of the attack make it incredibly difficult to defend against, even for seasoned Arms Masters. But no power is without cost, the sheer overexertion of using the ability renders the user drained and exhausted afterward, often resulting in them collapsing on the spot. It's not an ability to be used lightly.

Misc Abilities: Heavy drinking has begun to make him rather tolerant to alcohol. His pseudo chivalry has a certain charm to it that can attract the ladies to a certain extent. Years of wielding the Crissaegrim and using its Wind Step has given him remarkable reflexes, but not to any superhuman extent. Also has an impeccable poker face, so long as he's sober anyway.

Personality: Despite acting jaded or even outright cynical at times, Alain still has an occasional chivalry streak in spite of himself. He shrugs it off simply as an hold habit that refuses to die, yet he still manages to let it shine through on rare occasions. Beyond that he primarily carries himself as a professional sellsword, owing his allegiance to no one and claiming to only be in this for the money despite his actions saying otherwise.

*Likes: Drinking (alcohol), Drinking (non-alcohol), and Women. Did I mention the drinking?

*Dislikes: Tyrants, Dictators, false kindness, and assholes who hit women. Oh, and pineapple pizza. He absolutely DESPISES pineapple on pizza.

Fears: That everything he's ever done or fought for will have been for nothing.

Bio:
While his actual country of origin is unknown, the known parts of Alain's background start in Austria many years ago. As a young pre-teen, an orphaned Alain had been living on the streets, hitchhiking his way from city to city. That all stopped when he was found by The Seven Virtues. Apparently he was exactly the kind of demographic the Virtues were always in need of: the forgotten and forsaken dregs of society, whom nobody noticed or acknowledged. Sure, they preached about giving up wealth and other worldly possessions, but in their stated quest to "elevate" humanity, they also sought out the down trodden in order to offer them a way out of their lot in life.

Alain was given the Noble Arm of a previous Master, though he was never told who exactly they were. He learned early on that the Crissaegrim was a rather difficult power to master, movement at that speed was difficult to do without tripping up and hurting oneself. It took him several months of practice and rigorous training before he finally was able to feasibly use the Wind Step. The rest came a bit easier after that. Well, all except for God of the Wind, that is. He was advised early on to not attempt that ability under any circumstance, out of concern that the overexertion would kill him. Alain never confirmed it but he always suspected that the God of the Wind ability may have been what killed the Crissaegrim's former owner.

While under the banner of the Seven Virtues, Alain honestly believed he was fighting as a sort of knight or hero. It made sense to him at the time, as he couldn't think of a nobler ambition than saving humanity. Of course, he was also young and frankly stupid at the time. The older that Alain got, the more confused he was by The Virtues' goal. Why give up absolutely everything? Couldn't that wealth and power be used to ascend humanity further? It was when he was striking down one of the Seven Virtue's enemies that it dawned on him. Or rather, that enemy's dying words were what got to him: "How could you give up who you are in the name of a collective?" Is that what happened? Had Alain actually given up his individuality in the name of humanity as a collective? The Seven Virtues offered no real answers, other than assertions than what they were doing was right and needed not to be questioned.

The lack of any real direction is what made Alain make his decision. He left the Seven Virtues, severed his ties with them and went rogue. The only thing Alain kept was the Crissaegrim, mostly due to it being magically bonded to him so getting rid of it wasn't an option. The Seven Virtues were none too happy, branding the runaway as a traitor giving a standing order to their forces to kill him on sight so that his Noble Arm could be reclaimed. Alain had to practically become a nomad, always on the move so as not to fall into the hands of his former masters. He took to working as a sellsword, a mercenary using his Noble Arm to fight for whoever would pay his fee. Not the most glamorous life, but at least Alain could feel like like he knew who he was.

*Current Goal: Money, kind of. Deep down what he really wants is Freedom.

Military or Civilian Rank: None

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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Interacting with: Shaakira el-Akbari @AdmrlStalfos19

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When he didn't get an immediate answer, Caspian just shrugged it off and decided that he was imagining things. Even if he actually had seen her before, it likely wasn't of much importance lest one of them would surely recall it. Besides, by this point he had begun double checking his profits for the day so far as well as did a quick inventory count. Nothing was out of place and everything seemed to be in order.

Now of course this had the side effect of causing him not to notice the letter, even after the girl had placed it on the bench and slid it forward. His back was turned and thus he didn't see any of the deliver that had transpired. Luckily for him, his snow white Pokemon had just eaten the last of her Poke Puff and was now finally noticing her surroundings. The Vulpix jumped a bit at first, startled at the sudden sight of strangers in front of them. But before she could scurry away she did see the letter on the counter and sniffed it at curiously.

Caspian was still turned away when he heard a little bark from Flurrie. He turned around only to find her with a curious letter in her mouth, "What's this?" he asked, retrieving the letter from his partner and finally noticing the seal, "The Shogun? Now what on Earth could he possibly want with us, I wonder?" he gently broke open the seal so that he could read the letter.

"Hmm... 'recent actions proven worthy'," he mumbled to himself, "...'presence requested at the Grand Gate at sunset'. Seems odd to request from little old us, don't you think?" he asked the Vulpix, whose response amounted to a quizzical look and soft bark, "Well I'm afraid I don't know either. But it looks as though we're closing early today. Whatever this summons is for, the last thing I want is to make such an important person wait."

Remembering the end of the letter, Caspian did the only thing he could think of to destroy it. He crumpled the letter into a ball, but rather than toss it he instead channeled some magic. Ghostly purple energy swirled around the balled paper, resembling the move Hex used by various Ghost Type Pokemon. The swirling energy tore and burned the paper into shredded cinders that dissipated into the wind. That little detail taken care of, the only thing left was start cleaning the stall and preparing it for closing time.

"Unfortunately I'm going to have to close early today." he told his current customer, "I trust you can see yourself out?" well, not that they were inside of any place for her to show herself outside of. It was merely a figure of speech to indicate that he wasn't planning to stay around for too much longer.

Eventually, after cleaning up and closing the stall, Caspian and Flurrie wandered their way in the direction of the big castle. They kept to the south side, keeping an eye out for the Gate they were being summoned to. Though Caspian did also take in some sights along the way, so he very likely would not be the first arrival when the time came.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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Interacting with: Shaakira el-Akbari @AdmrlStalfos19

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And the morning continued its course. Though as it did, his flow of customers gradually slowed to a trickle. It made sense, really. Most of what he offered made for a tasty breakfast, but people tended not to have much use for something like Coffee later in the day. Unless of course they were heavy drinkers or had weird work/sleep schedules, but those tended to be the exception and not the rule. That was all fine with Caspian, however. Being able to close up shop at around noon would give him an entire afternoon to browse around the shops for himself. He was here to buy as well as sell, after all.

It was around now that he started to notice that Flurrie had actually been able to stay out of hiding all this time so far. He proudly beamed at his partner, "That's my girl." he said to her with a affectionate ear scratch, "I knew you had in you. And I think you deserve a little reward." and so he gave her one of the extra rawst-berry juice filled Poke Puffs he had in his inventory. The Vulpix gave an eager bark and happily munched on her treat.

"Hi there. Can I have a cup of the house blend, please?"

Caspian was quick to put his attention back in front of him. And with a welcoming smile he replied, "Of course. Well, I've only got one blend made but I guess that makes it the house blend by default." he poured the patron a cup from his personal blend that he had made for his breakfast earlier. It was also the blend that he offered to customers as a sample of what they could do with the beans he sold, "Truth be told, I'm more focused on selling ingredients than the actual drink. But I always make sure to have a sample blend made to offer to anyone who wishes to taste before they invest. My own personal recipe, in fact. Hope you like it!"

But the longer he looked at the young lady, the more familiar she seemed to be to him. To be fair, he'd met and spoken with a multitude of people in his travels so it was entirely possible to encounter the same customer in other locations if they were also travelers. And this girl was clearly not a Kantonian so he had to guess she was a traveler of some description. But it didn't hurt to make a little small talk, "Pardon me but... have we met before by any chance? I swear you look familiar to me but I just can't place it." he rubbed his chin in thought.

Meanwhile, the Snow White Vulpix just kept munching on her treat. Evidently it was enough of a distraction for her to have not noticed the stranger's arrival yet.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

Caspian didn't stick around long enough to hear much of the debates going on. He was more preoccupied with satisfying his hunger. It was often said that breakfast was the most important meal of the day, and Caspian wholeheartedly agreed with that sentiment. So having to miss out due to these delays was something he would not abide. He returned to the inn where he had arranged his lodgings, hoping that breakfast was still on the menu. Despite being late, luck was on the foreigner's side. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to sit down and eat it, so instead he took it with him to eat while he set up his shop for the day.

His breakfast was a pair of freshly cooked potato mochi that Caspian paired with a cup of his own personal coffee blend. The coffee especially went a long way in giving him the kick he needed to set up shop rather quickly. By mid-morning he had his shop blanket layed out with a few samplings of his wares on display while he himself sat nearby on an upturned crate that these objects had been previously stored in. Out front was his shop sign, indicating that he was currently in his business hours. Nearby where Caspian sat was a pot of the coffee he had prepared for himself earlier. He'd taken to offering a sample taste to passerby in the hopes of tantalizing them into buying more.

"Come on now, Flurrie. Do you intend to hide forever?" he asked the Vulpix during a slow period. He'd been meaning to work on getting her to come out of her shell a bit more, so he thought perhaps he could convince the Pokemon to come out at least for a little bit, "I know the people around here tend to stare at you, but that's only because of how rare you are in these parts. I'll bet most of them just want to greet you, even!" he offered, trying his best to convince her. She did eventually come out, but slowly and she stayed close by his side, sometimes darting behind him whenever someone tried to get a closer look at her.