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Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
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Oh shit, I'm sorry
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instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Make... a fort? Like right then and there?
Ari
The Wild Goose Chase

"Ave."

Ari looked up towards the source of the voice. It was one of the soldiery looking person that was supposed to come along on this mission. Judging from his demeanor and how he approached her, the previous word seemed to be some sort of greeting. Not that she really knew; it could be an insult towards her mother for all she knew.

With a gesture to acknowledge his greeting, she leaned back again against the mast. The other girl had taken the man's attention, so there was no real need for her to even attempt a conversation. Not that she even understand the language to hold a decent conversation about anything.

"What, who's that lowlife trying to speak to you?" Sigrun flapped down and perched on her shoulders.

She shrugged. "One of the soldiers on this mission. There's no real need to know their name as long as I can finish my mission, and perhaps find souls worthy to be sent to Valhalla."
Silence is Golden

"It doesn't matter. Its easier to find him if he does send people after us."

Extremely easy, if she was sent alone. But with these two along, there would be a whole lot more to worry about. For one, she doubted any of them can conceal themselves if it becomes necessary. Hopefully them being sent on this mission meant they were at least competent, and able to at least carry their weight.

The barbarian priestess was most likely to bring down the whole mission especially if they bring their whole pack of wolves with them.

"The merchants may help.... help, with maybe an offering of coins..." The wisp offered, floating lazily around Tulia.

"Hmm... Let us go then. Nothing will come of us standing around here like fools."
She started walking, hesitating for a moment before putting on the mask, hiding her presence. She took great care with holding her cape near her body as she walked close to Aelia. A young girl wandering about with red eyes and fine clothes wouldn't exactly go unnoticed, especially in this place.
The Wild Goose Chase

"If that's what you want, then I would gladly take on the task. I've always wanted to see how good warriors in that land are."

Well, that what she said when she accepted the task from the warband's leader, but she had woefully underestimated the sheer amount of time needed just to get to this point. Ari had envisioned a grand battle with worthy warriors, one that would be recounted in epics for years to come. Unfortunately, that moment was yet to come, as she was stuck here on this vessel until they finally reach the barely visible coastline over yonder. Sigrun, her familiar, was perched on top of the mast, muttering discontentedly about the time it spent on this boat.

That aside, the people she was traveling with was quite a strange group. In fact she doesn't really know who they are, but there was one who seemed to have the air of a leader, two who seemed to be rank and file soldiers, and a young girl most likely to be one blessed by their gods, like she herself was. She'd wager the clothes of her back none of them was comfortable with her on the boat, seeing as she was one of those they would call 'barbarians'. Ah well, they did put up with her this far already, so perhaps they weren't too bothered.

Ari leaned back against the mast, waiting patiently as Sigrun started heckling the rowers under its breath.
Well, that works too. ^^;
Personal Information


Name:
Ari

Gender:
Female

Birthday:
12/6/49

Age:
17

Height&Weight:
1.78m, 60kg

Appearance:
She had a blue piece of cloth tied onto her left arm, a sign of where her loyalties lie. A piece of her armor is inscribed with a prayer to Odin.
Equipment:
Armor, a black talon for etching runes, a spear etched with runes of power and durability, and a throwing axe etched with a rune of fire on one side, and a rune of return on the other.

Psychoanalysis


Merits:
Friendly, easygoing and observant
Flaws:
Bloodknight tendencies, easygoing
Tragic Flaw:
-
Personality:
Easygoing and carefree, it would be hard to notice she liked fighting, and battles in general. She'd take up any excuse to get in a scrap, though oddly enough, she doesn't harbor any grudges towards her enemies. To her, emotion was separate from battle, meaning she doesn't necessarily hate her enemies, especially if they give up a good fight. However, that does mean as long as they were enemies, regardless of their relations to her, she would fight against them will all she has.

Recorded Information


Culture and Country:
Germanic

Languages:
Germanic

Public Record:
During a retreat, she was cornered by a group of men. What actually happened, and the number of men cornering her vary depending on who is telling the story, but all versions agree most of those who cornered her didn't survive.

Private Information:
In her time in Arnbjorn's Blue Bears, she had built up her reputation as a warrior.

Faction Information


Loyalty:
Arnbjorn's Blue Bears

Military Rank:
-

Magical Girl Rank:
Heroic-Iron

Magic

Soul:
10/10

Magical Familiar:
An old bedraggled raven prone to loud cursing, advising with a smug tone, and a general lack of regard for anyone's feelings.

Magic Trait:
Positive: Instinct(Capable of feeling the right course to take in battle), Vessel(Can put escorted spirits inside themselves to gain their combat prowess.)
Negative: Honor(Has the Code of Conduct Flaw. Will fester if violated), Bloodprice(Must uphold all oaths)

Magic Abilities:
Flying:
Infantry(Shieldmaiden):☆☆
Rune(M):☆☆
Enhance Attribute(Speed):☆☆
Counter Spell:

Power Manifestation:
Magic Resistance:
She can cancel out simple quick spells that hits her, and resists stronger longer spells that does manage to hit her.
Rune Magic:
While she can etch and use runes quickly, she found she could use them better when etched onto a thing before hand. Her more prominent runes are one of power, hardness, return and fire.
Air Step:
Her method of flying is less flying and more to stepping on air, as if solidifying the air beneath her feet.

Skills and Metastatus


Skills:
Armor:☆☆
Light Weapon:☆☆☆☆☆
Shield:☆☆
Throwing Weapon:☆☆
Scouting:
Fate:
(???)

Miracle:
(???)


Warband

Warband Name: Arnbjorn's Blue Bears
Warband Founded: A year prior, when people bearing grudges came together under one leader.
Founding Culture: Germanic
Formed Why?: Resentment towards the Romans. Old man Arnbjorn simply gathered them all under his leadership
Current Location: Inside Rome itself, hiding in forests and constantly moving about
Patron God: Odin, for his love of war, and his berserkers.
Warband Symbol: There is none, for these were more a band of warriors grouped together for common interests under a seasoned leader. However, all of them wore or painted something blue on their person. Officially, it would be a stylized blue bear on a plain background
Warband Leader: Arnbjorn Alfsson, a bear of a man, old enough to have years of fighting under his belt, but not enough to weaken his prodigious strenght. Wears quite an impressive bearpelt over his armor. With his stature and his easily recognizeable features, he stands out from most of the warriors in the band.
Style of Leadership: As the most seasoned warrior in the group, Arnbjorn is respected and feared for his might and instincts in battle.
Previous Actions: Ambushed a legion in the middle of the night, and disappearing without a trace as soon as the legion managed to mount an organized counteroffensive.
Force Composition: Mostly youths, with a small amount of veterans and old warriors. All of them has some sort of smaller one handed axe and shield, though quite a few has their own spears or larger weapons. Overall quite a mishmash of weapons in their hands.
Force Focus: Everything and everyone depends on Arnbjorn's leadership. Should he require this or that tactic, the men will agree on it. Any sort of losses will be attributed as fate and being summoned by Valkyries to Valhalla.
"Hmm..." Reve closed her eyes, mulling over what the two said.

She didn't know who that person Stella mentioned, but it sure as hell sounds better than most of the people in here. As for what they said... Well, she honestly didn't know what to make of it. She herself had pretty much fulfilled her role. There wasn't any reason for her to live or exist anymore. And yet, she still fought to stay alive, for reasons she doesn't have, or understand. It was better when she lived in almost constant war; at least then she had only need to immerse herself in battle and not think too much about anything.

"Ahaha, that sounds stupid." Reve smiled. "Well, it's not like I can't understand. I'd take down anyone bothering you two."

Leaning back, she stretched, looking a bit more relaxed now. "Aah... If there was only something interesting to do..."
The senate is actively influencing the RP I see.

Also, Sextus' condition. ;_;
Personal Information


Name:
Tullia Magna

Gender:
Female

Birthday:
8/12/48

Age:
16

Height&Weight:
1.70m, 50kg

Appearance:
Her luxurious scarlet cloak covers her entire body, hiding her beautiful dark crimson shirt and scarlet short skirt under normal circumstances. While her hair is a natural red, her eyes are an unnatural red that can only be described as a red that was too red.

Equipment:
A shadow gladius of her own make, with an emerald as an anchor, and a satchel for her travelling kit.

Psychoanalysis


Merits:
Determination
Flaws:
Determination, Works poorly with others.

Tragic Flaw:
-

Personality:
Initially a simple girl with a simple and positive outlook on life, she turned bitter and cynical due to the treatment most if not all people gave her. Abhorring her presence, and yet wishing for her blessing, untrusting of her powers and yet asking for her assistance, Tullia had grown to be wary of everyone approaching with welcome arms.

Recorded Information


Culture and Country:
Latin

Languages:
Latin.

Public Record:
Closing a rift to the underworld near Mount Vesuvius. It was one job she would have done regardless of the pleading of the people stricken with the souls of the dead there. Thus Tullia acted as a psychopomp, retrieving the escaped souls and closing the rift.

Private Information:
After becoming the Priestess of Pluto, she found wealth came easily to her, and had furnished her parents with a lavish home, filled with all sorts of extravagant things.

Faction Information


Loyalty:
Pompey. If simply because she was born there and her family is there.

Military Rank:-

Magic


Synchronization:
90%/100%

Magical Familiar:
A wisp glowing a with a dull blue tinge. It speaks slowly in a drawl, as if forcing the words out from behind a veil, always with a hint of melancholy in its voice. It lacks consideration for anything, speaking only what it thinks is true. It floats lethargically though the air, though it can zip around should it wish or need to.

Magic Trait:
Positive: Golden Rule(Wealth is attracted to your character), Mask of Invisibility(High level active camo that also masks presence)
Negative: Ostracized(Something is "wrong" with your character and it pushes others away), No Revival(If your heart stops, you cannot be helped)

Magic Abilities:
Necromancy(M): ☆☆
Engineer(Magic Weapon):
Shadow(M): ☆☆
Flying:
Golem(M):

Power Manifestation:
Shadow Craft
With time and effort, she can make a shadow weapon or contraption as long as she has an 'anchor' to keep and focus the energy in. Said anchors need to be materials that can keep magical energy, mostly gems. Weapon and contraptions made in this manner are solid though hazy, which may throw off some people. May break if energy in the anchor cannot withstand the stress of usage, such as trying to parry a warhammer with a shadow shortsword.
Immaterial Shadow Craft
With this, she could make a weapon or contraption that last, at most, 5 minutes before disappearing. However, this method is the easiest, and fastest way to create a weapon or contraption, being able to make several in the span of a few seconds. While things created this way are still solid, it takes less stress to dissipate them, making this at most, a stopgap method should Shadow Crafted items break suddenly.
Revenant
This one is simple. She simply summons the souls of the dead to her, and then manipulate them to make them possess corpses and start killing if she wants to. At her level, the dead remembers their skills enough to be able to use them.
Necromancy - Communication
Just like what it says on the tin, the ability to communicate with the dead. Useful for asking someone dead questions and not much else.
Void Automaton
Simple golems able to take simple commands made of twisting void and earth. Can't do much but smash things, but sturdy and strong.

Skills and Metastatus


Skills:
Light Weapon
Sermon
Communion
Singing

Fate:
(???)

Miracle:
(???)
Alright, so I already managed to get my CS approved through PM, so Imma put this in the char section. Looking forwards to seeing the other CSes. ^^;
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