DracoLunaris

War Notes

@KoL

I made a magical plague doctor girl.

edit: one a scale of dumb to awesome where would adding a baseball bat as a third form lay?

here to cure whatever plagues you

Appearance:

Name: Althea “Beaky” Clemmons. Also responds to cries of "MEDIC!"

Age: 15

Bio/Summary:

War’s aren't just won by soldiers. Many an army has been felled before they even reach the enemy, struck down by that unseen foe of all humanity. Similarly if the people they are protecting are sick then there will be no supplies to help them carry on the fight. The Clemmons family is something more like an institution who have tasked themselves with thwarting those threats to the nation though the art of the medical sciences. The head of the family, Ambrosia Clemmons, often adopts orphans who have lost their parents to disease and funding the training of those who show promise. As a result these days it is rather common these days to find at least one Dr Clemmons in most hospitals.

Althea is the daughter of Corvus Clemmons, who is one of those who were originally adopted. She had been going through training to become a doctor like her father when it was discovered she had magical talents. She continues her medicine studies and her magic is just as often turned to keeping everyone alive and fighting fit as it is to hurting their enemies. While she enjoys helping people she does perhaps get a little to much enjoyment on inflicting harm upon her foes using her magics.

Vessel: Canus Manus

When dormant her vessel is a silver bangle that is warped around her right wrist outside her suit. When activated it becomes a gauntlet made of a silvery white metal covering that hand, a pale gem is set in the back of the hand. Hazy lines of energy radiating out of it which flows up her fingers when the gauntlet is in use. The gem and lines glow softly in different colors depending on what type of magic she is channeling. If all else fails it gives her a mean right hook.

Abilities:

Her power works by creating round glass chemical filled flasks in the palm of her hand. The more potent the contents, the longer it takes to make.

Green magic: these contain dangerous fluids, these explode on impact showering their contents around.
Recipes:
Sulfuric acid: strong acid
Sodium hydroxide: strong alkaline
Flash powder: explosion of light and sound
Mercury: a flask of which is about as heavy as a brick.

Yellow magic: these contain dangerous gases, they create a small cloud when they shatter, enough to envelop a target. The more dangerous a gas the slower it spreads and the easier it is to escape.
Recipes:
Tear gas: irritating to the skin and eyes
Noxious gas: what happens when you master the art of making stink bombs

Red magic: drinkable potions that can provide beneficial effects.
Recipes:
healing potion: The target of it needs to be stable for healing to work properly, wounds that have been properly treated will fully recover in minutes rather than weeks.
essence of berserk: lets get a little wild

Blue magic: theses are beneficial gases that work the same way as the dangerous ones.
Recipes:
Neutralizing gas: can be specialized to stop the effect of any of her offensive gas, either to entirely remove them or to create a safe zone for others.

Equipment:

Her doctoring outfit is sealed tight against the elements and acts as an extremely rudimentary hazmat suit, keeping her safe-ish from harmful chemicals, gasses and pathogens.
A small bag carrying various mundane herbs, bandages, surgical suture, poultices and other medical supplies that are used to patch up the wounded before magic healing can begin.
A long knife used to fend off the baddies who get too close along side just punching them.

Trivia/Other:

She is one of the Academy’s best pitchers.
Yes she knows how to make alcohol. Not you can’t drink it, it’s for medical purposes.
Did you know that “Do no harm” isn’t actually part of the Hippocratic oath.

War Notes

@Hammerman
woops. there I go again, reading what I expect to see rather than what is really there. you can see how I made that mistake with that ref though?

War Notes

@Mega Birb

she certainly looks to be the only one who has any business on a battle field. I will not be helping matters in that regard.

War Notes

Interested to join what is looking to be the forming magical girl squad

Apotheosis

mentions:@HammermanKluuto, @Holy GrailLyminia, @Moonlit Sonata's NPCs

Reality dawned and it was not a pleasant awakening. Her body was stiff, her eyes tarred with sleep and she had been laying in a position so that her arm was suffering pins and needles. Her eyes slowly came open and she became aware of her surroundings, a natural cave among a whole heap of other goblins, most still fast asleep. Light came from somewhere beyond a noisy adult, its warm rays felt pleasant when they reached her green skin. She also became aware of the contents of her mouth, little bits of stuff. Tasty stuff. Her tongue explored the insides of her mouth for the first time, tasted for the first time and what it found was yummy. She quickly cleaned her teeth with her tongue, getting every last morsel out of them.

After her internal scrubbing she corrected the first time bit, because she could vaguely remember some stuff about the plants she just licked off her teeth. In a similar way to how she knew she was a goblin called Iris, she knew that these plants were edible and relatively nutritious. It was rather pleasant to know things like this, it almost added to the flavor, in some ways surpassed it as she experienced a little dopamine high (or whatever the magic being equivalent is) from using her gift. She wanted to feel that again.

She sat up, working her jaw, trying to find somewhere where it could settle comfortably, eventually coming to an overbite, her long front teeth poking out from her lips. Then she stretched, fresh muscles and bones creaking a little as they get their first use, feeling returning to her arm, and then stood up.

"And for that matter, what am I tasting in my mouth right now?"

Another goblin child, who looked like they had woken just before Iris had stepped up to find out some things from an older one. There were indeed so many questions to be answered. However she went with the most impotent one right now.

"better question, where can we get more?"

She walked up besides the golden eyed goblin and gave her a toothy smile. Her own eyes weren't quite as fancy, though their hazle hue did match what hair she had. She stood next to the other goblin who had used their legs today, rocking back and forth on her heels impatiently waiting for the others to join them, like the lazy bones with the knife ears.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Sister Sophia

The whispering woods

It was unclear just how long the Seraphim lay in the pool, how long it took for her to awaken from her possession/madness, to leave the blissful escape of unconsciousness.

The first thing she experienced as she regained control of her body was pain. So much pain. Except, oddly, her arm. She did not really have long to ink about this before she realizes there was a hideous thing right in front of her. A long centipede like monstrosity which twitched and groped around blindly with 3 massive pincers. Her knives, where where her knives!

“Emperor give me strength” She groans as she begins to tries to get away spotting the knives lying under the water, but the thing is to fast, it reaches out and grabs the knife! Its coming for her it’s going to!

Sophia hands herself the knife. And then releases where the thing came from. From the ruins of her armor pad it emerges from the warped remains of her shoulder. It is part of her, it is her monsters arm, a parting gift from the now dead Chotho.

“no” almost a whisper, she stares at it. This corruption.
“please no” she can’t look away, the vile thing consumes her vision. This mutation.
”AHHH!” she screams, raising the knife aiming to slice it off. This HERESY!

_{Stops stop stop you stupid girl. Put the knife down}

Louder, it’s louder now why is it louder. The voice, The whisper. She could almost hear it. Where. Where was it! The arm forgotten, knife dropped back into the water, for a moment she looked around desperately for guidance, for the source of that holy murmur and saw.

Saw!

Geromory. How it had survived the fire was anyone's guess but it for some reason had with it all of the medical supplies from the supply catch.

”wh.. waht?”

She tried to stop them,”get away from me you hideous mutant”, yet with her weakened state it seems to slip easily past her, hardly trying as she missed every awarded flail at it. It got in close and jabbed something in her exposed wriggling arm. Her body and mind began to go numb as the painkillers made her feel slightly less awful. She was helped out of the pool to a rocky outcrop clear of ash where she removed her armor, a task made difficult by the malformed arm, and began to deal with the bruising and bleeding she was suffering as best she could. It was a long and clumsy process, but as she worked the whisper told her not to despair and more importantly not to try and cut her arm off again, the blood loss would kill her. She wondered what she should do now. Find more ammo and fuel probably. She may be tainted, but she was still fervent in her purpose. She would complete her duty and then die for her sin. Actually what she really needed was an Eviscerator

Apotheosis

Iris

Name: Iris

Gender: Female

Appearance: Her mouth contains considerably more molars than would be expected for a goblin and she had bucked front teeth that look like they would be more at home on a squirrel. Her eyes and hair are both hazel in coloration. She has a tendency to carry around plants of in a rainbow of colors to sate her habit. Other than that, she is your average ugly wee green level 1 encounter.

Personality: A rather adventurous individual, her eagerness to explore and find more ingredients for her craft lead to a degree of recklessness and wanderlust that are both rather unsafe in this kind of world. She is also rather easily distracted in that department, wandering of from work to look at some new flower, which she will promptly try to eat and then perhaps harvest more off. These desires are somewhat driven by altruism though, as she wants to use her Gift to help others whenever possible in order to show it’s, and as a result her, worth to them because she is not exactly a skilled in the more standard goblin occupations.

She is rather cheerful when she gets to utilize her gift and gets frustrated when not, which leads to her almost constantly chewing on some plant or other. She prefers to be working with plants, be this making potions or lacing arrows with night shade, or doing thing using the fruits of her labors. If there is fighting to be done she initially favors ambush tactics, sitting motionless in foliage waiting for the perfect time to strike with a poisoned dagger or arrow.

Past Life History: She was a botanist who worked primarily in finding any uses for newly discovered and existing plants as well as being tangentially involved in various genetic modification experiments. She had the somewhat odd tendency to eat small amounts of what she was working with and had learned to identify them by taste, a somewhat eccentric but now useful skill.

Gift: plant appraisal. By consuming plant matter she can intuit what the plant might useful for by having a vague understanding of it's properties based on the taste.

Apotheosis

Goblin Forager

Name: Iris

Gender: Female

Appearance: Her mouth contains considerably more molars than would be expected for a goblin and she had bucked front teeth that look like they would be more at home on a squirrel. Her eyes and hair are both hazel in coloration. She has a tendency to carry around plants of in a rainbow of colors to sate her habit. Other than that, she is your average ugly wee green level 1 encounter.

Personality: A rather adventurous individual, her eagerness to explore and find more ingredients for her craft lead to a degree of recklessness and wanderlust that are both rather unsafe in this kind of world. She is also rather easily distracted in that department, wandering of from work to look at some new flower, which she will promptly try to eat and then perhaps harvest more off. These desires are somewhat driven by altruism though, as she wants to use her Gift to help others whenever possible in order to show it’s, and as a result her, worth to them because she is not exactly a skilled in the more standard goblin occupations.

She is rather cheerful when she gets to utilize her gift and gets frustrated when not, which leads to her almost constantly chewing on some plant or other. She prefers to be working with plants, be this making potions or lacing arrows with night shade, or doing thing using the fruits of her labors. If there is fighting to be done she initially favors ambush tactics, sitting motionless in foliage waiting for the perfect time to strike with a poisoned dagger or arrow.

Past Life History: She was a botanist who worked primarily in finding any uses for newly discovered and existing plants as well as being tangentially involved in various genetic modification experiments. She had the somewhat odd tendency to eat small amounts of what she was working with and had learned to identify them by taste, a somewhat eccentric but now useful skill.

Gift: plant appraisal. By consuming plant matter she can intuit what the plant might useful for by having a vague understanding of it's properties based on the taste.

Apotheosis- A Fantasy Roleplay

Gifts will be pretty bad at the start, as stated above, so you'll have to cull some of the far. Namely, change this to just being able to ascertain characteristics of a plant, and even that will be fairly "hazy".

@Moonlit Sonata

fair enough, I have updated and simplified the gift accordingly

Apotheosis- A Fantasy Roleplay

@JaceBeleren I made a goblin. mainly posting now to see if the gift is ok, her personalty still needs some work.

plant reference

Name: Iris

Gender: Female

Appearance: Her mouth contains considerably more molars than would be expected for a goblin and she had bucked front teeth that look like they would be more at home on a squirrel. Her eyes and hair are both hazel in coloration. She has a tendency to carry around plants of in a rainbow of colors to sate her habit. Other than that, she is your average ugly wee green level 1 encounter.

Personality: A rather adventurous individual, her eagerness to explore and find more ingredients for her craft lead to a degree of recklessness and wanderlust that are both rather unsafe in this kind of world. She is also rather easily distracted in that department, wandering of from work to look at some new flower, which she will promptly try to eat and then perhaps harvest more off. These desires are somewhat driven by altruism though, as she wants to use her Gift to help others whenever possible in order to show it’s, and as a result her, worth to them because she is not exactly a skilled in the more standard goblin occupations.

She is rather cheerful when she gets to utilize her gift and gets frustrated when not, which leads to her almost constantly chewing on some plant or other. She prefers to be working with plants, be this making potions or lacing arrows with night shade, or doing thing using the fruits of her labors. If there is fighting to be done she initially favors ambush tactics, sitting motionless in foliage waiting for the perfect time to strike with a poisoned dagger or arrow.

Past Life History: She was a botanist who worked primarily in finding any uses for newly discovered and existing plants as well as being tangentially involved in various genetic modification experiments. She had the somewhat odd tendency to eat small amounts of what she was working with and had learned to Identify them by taste, a somewhat eccentric but now useful skill.

Gift: plant appraisal. By consuming plant matter she can intuit what the plant might useful for by having a vague understanding of it's properties based on the taste.