Hammerman

Apotheosis

Kluuto

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"I have to admit, you have a point, but that doesn't mean we should rush out right away without knowing about anything beforehand! I never said we shouldn't go out ever after all! I'm only saying we should stay put for the moment and wait for the older goblins to give us some information first!" Kluuto responded, visibly annoyed that she was being antagonized. "And we don't know that our "safe" is the same as the older goblins' definition of "safe". We're newborns after all and I wouldn't be surprised that we're weaker than the older goblins. And there's the fact that we can be ambushed by other creatures out there, unlike the older goblins who would already be familiar with their ways from living here for long. Not to mention, we can get lost and wander off away from the safety of our brethren to some strong monster's lair or something." Kluuto tore her gaze away from him, not wanting to spend more of her precious time conversing with him. She'd rather pay attention to the furred goblin, who told them to stay put as they wanted to examine whether or not they had stabilized, and that the Chief would be here soon.

And sure enough, Kluuto then heard a deep voice coming out of nowhere. She looked around, trying to find who was talking but she couldn't find anyone who looked the part. She didn't have to look for long though, as the figure responsible for the voice suddenly appear right in the middle of the room, melting out of thin air. He must have used magic, Kluuto thought.

As he spoke once more, Kluuto could already tell right away that he was the Chief. No, even before that, with how different he looked from the other goblins, she could already surmise that he was a special person in the goblin tribe. She felt fear towards him, as her instincts flared up, telling her that he was the superior creature in between them.

He introduced himself as Kichi, and he told the furred goblin named Aya that they all had Gifts with them. Once again, her brain had stored information that weren't supposed to be there. She didn't remember when she learned about Gifts, but she knew that she had one, and it would be the ability of Language Comprehension. For now, this meant she could communicate with humans right away, though just barely.

...Human? Human... human... that word gave her a strange feeling of recollection and familiarity. It shouldn't as she was just born and she had never met a human before...

Kluuto was snapped out of her ponderings when Kichi offered to answer any questions they might have. Quickly, her hand shot up in the air before saying, "Umm, is it normal that we have... strange, hazy memories and hunches that logically we shouldn't have if we have a Gift? I feel like... I'm forgetting something, which should be impossible seeing how I am a newborn and all... Perhaps it's just my brain still working out its kinks but it has been bothering me ever since I woke up in this room..."

@Rice Porridge@Moonlit Sonata

The Hearts of Azalore (Fantasy, Grim-dark, Rp)

Here's my CS.

Merry Meredith

-Cs-
Name:
Merry Meredith

Age:
18 years old

Sex:
Female

Race:
Human

Appearance:


Personality:
If one were to see her in a tavern without knowing anything about her, they would think of her as just some cheerful young girl, a newbie to the world of adventuring; no doubt haven't entered a real death and life battle yet. But woe to those that tries to take advantage of her, thinking that she would be easy prey. The last merchant who tried to scam her by sending his minions to rob her after she had purchased an expensive item from him ended up a corpse the next morning, lying on the dirt along with his people. When the local authorities looked around to find the culprit, she was already far away on the road, whistling cheerfully like nothing had happened with the trader's money pouch on her hand.

Indeed, she had no reservation in taking the lives of those that opposed her. Evil should be repaid by evil after all. This doesn't mean she's evil however, as she will repay good with good also. It's just that this world just has more vile people than the good ones.

She is also a pretty talkative girl. She's never afraid to voice her thoughts no matter how insulting it may be to the listener. Why be afraid of such a petty little thing when she faces death nearly every day?

Backstory:
Born in the outlying villages of the human kingdom, she lived an idyllic and non-eventful life as an ordinary human farmer girl. As a child, she was the very definition of a tomboy, as she liked to play and run around with the boys more than the girls. This led her to have a quick and nimble feet, something that would prove a boon to what would become to be her future, for right at her 11th birthday, a force led by a Chosen came out of nowhere and laid waste to her village, killing everyone else including her parents. And it wasn't any ordinary Chosen too, as it was the local Chosen that her parents and the other villagers held great respect towards. She would never forget his laugh as he slaughtered the villagers one by one like they were simple cattle. She would've died too if not for her hiding like a scared rat inside a hiding-hole her father made in case, as there were already bad rumors of Chosens going mad and killing the people they were supposed to protect.

She was then adopted by a wandering band of mercenaries, and this was where she developed her combat skills. The leader, a crafty old gnome who loved to brag on how many times he had almost died in his adventurers, quickly picked up her uncanny talent in archery. And so, as a fellow archer, he told her everything he knew about the art. His right hand man, a half-crazy old man who was supposedly an ex-blood cultist, taught her a simple blood magic ritual to enhance her strength for a set amount of time. When she asked to be taught more, he vehemently denied her every time, each time breaking into a crying fit after he refused her.

Here was where she gained her more... ruthless side as she was taught not to show mercy to the enemy. They were a band of mercenaries after all, not a band of knights. Her being traumatized by the slaughter of everyone she loved certainly didn't help, as it made her grow paranoid to the world. Sure, she looked cheerful on the outside but she would always be ready at a moment's notice to put her knife on a throat of an ally if they even had the thought of betraying her.

She eventually decided to leave the band, as she wished to exact revenge on the Chosen that had destroyed her old life. As she searched for his whereabouts, she ended up inside the Bloodied Wolf tavern, where she was promised on an info on her target if she were to fulfill her employers' request.

Equipment:
1. Her enhanced bow. It produces its own arrows, allowing it to fire near instantaneously since she doesn't need to take out an arrow from a quiver like a normal bow. It also indirectly increases her mobility, as she isn't encumbered with a quiver on her back. The bow is also able to produce magical arrows, enhancing it with fire or lightning. Of course, that would cost more on the bow's magical charge. Last but not least, the bow is able to create a supercharged arrow for a one-hit kill attack. The arrow is less like an arrow and more like a pure, piercing magical energy, heading straight towards her opponent at a blinding speed. This move will pretty much exhaust all of the bow's magical charge, making it a really risky move only to be used if she's sure there isn't any other enemy around.



2. Her silver dagger, sheathed on her waist at the back, in case any enemy managed to come close. With it, she can also perform her blood magic ritual; 6 slashes on each arms until her blood drips out. The ritual increases her physical capabilities quite significantly for a set amount of time, but prevents her blood from coagulating, making it continue to drip as long as the ritual is active. Of course, this also makes the ritual a high-risk move. She usually uses it when she's getting annoyed fighting against a tough opponent she simply cannot crack the normal way.

3. Some healing bandages and smoke bombs in her little pouch. She also carries her coins there.

Misc:
For her young age, she is a heavy drinker. She will order up to 20 pint of beer in one night and she still wouldn't fall drunk. Maybe a little doozy, but nothing that really impeded her decision making and fighting ability. She was a quite distrustful person after all, and falling drunk in some random tavern on the road would just invite the wolves to prey on her.

Apotheosis

Apologies beforehand for Kluuto's... grumpiness.

Apotheosis

Kluuto

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Kluuto decided to rise up, before doing some stretchings of her own. Once again, she had that odd feeling, this time when she moved her body along. It was as if there was something fundamentally wrong about the way she moved, her posture, her joints, and just her body in general. It was as if this wasn't really her body. But that couldn't be right. She was a goblin after all. And she was a newborn so there was no logical chance she could've been anything else but.

She looked at the others. It seemed there were all waking up one by one themselves. A newborn @DracoLunaris asked where they could get more of the stuff they got in their mouth. Hmph, a gluttonous one. The taste wasn't even that delicious.

Another newborn @Malchivo was scribbling something in cave walls. Curious on what he was writing, she walked towards him and took a peek over his shoulders. Hmph, he was just writing the description of this cave. Not interesting at all.

She noticed out of the corner of her eyes one newborn @Lauder who seemed to be cowering on the corner of the cave. She had no idea what she was so scared for. They were all goblins here. Newborn goblins at that.

Another newborn @Rice Porridge suddenly let out a loud, obnoxious laugh, before he announced to everyone present that he was leaving the cave. Was he brave or just dumb, she thought. They were newborns and newborns weren't supposed to go out to the wilds right away! There should be adults guiding and supervising them first before they really knew how to survive out there. So she decided to give him a little piece of her mind.

"Hey, we should stay here and wait for the chief to come back!" she said to him, arms folded over her chest, "We know nothing about the world out there after all! Do you want to die right away? I wouldn't particularly care if you do but you shouldn't drag me and the others with you."

She then heard another goblin @JaceBeleren loudly announcing that he was displeased he was amongst the last to wake up. She rolled her eyes. Another obnoxious one. At least he was making himself useful by comforting the scared goblin.

She returned her attention back to the nearly-escaping newborn only to find that he was also stopped by another goblin, though she wasn't among the newborns for sure, judging by the fur and the staff she wore. She seemed to be perplexed by the situation. She symphatized with her really. This whole thing had been one rush after the other.

A newborn goblin @Holy Grail, a particularly pretty one she had to admit, though oddly there was some part of her who thought she looked ugly, a complete opposite from her former assessment, asked the furred goblin whether or not it was normal for newborn goblins to act like this right away. Judging from the adult goblin's reaction to them, Kluuto was willing to bet that it wasn't normal at all. She herself thought this whole situation odd. She still couldn't shake the feeling that she had forgotton something really important. Perhaps that forgotten thing had something to do with how strange everything was.

War Notes

@DracoLunaris
Uh, he's a guy.

War Notes

@KoL
Ah, ok.

Apotheosis

@Holy Grail
Edited my post since you posted while I was writing and I had to edit it afterwards.

Apotheosis

When Kluuto woke up, she couldn't remember anything.

It shouldn't be odd for her as she was a newborn after all so she had nothing to remember. But somehow, she felt like she was forgotting some really important that she should know. She tried dragging that thing out of the recess of her mind but found nothing. It seemed to be more of a "hunch" than an actual memory, something she just knew without any rhyme or reason. She would've called in an "instinct" but it felt quite different from it.

She shook her head. No sense trying to make something out of a mere hunch. It could just be her mind playing tricks with her.

"Chief, chief, some of them are waking up!"

She looked at the creatures in front of her, calling frantically towards who they called "Chief". Somehow, she just knew they were called goblins, and without looking to her own body, she also knew that she was also a goblin.

The word "goblin" brought back that strange feeling, as if she should know more about goblins than she did right now. But once again, her hunch didn't lead her to anything.

She looked around her to see other goblins like her who just woke up. Once again, she instinctively knew they were newborns, just like her. They seemed to be in a cave of some sorts, not a totally dark one however as there were some sunlight coming in from the ceiling.

One of the newborns actually stood up however, and she (she knew her gender instinctively from her body figure) immediately demanded for an explanation for what she was feeling in her mouth.

Hmph, she was quite loud for a newborn, Kluuto thought. But her words made her notice that there were something in her mouth as well, leftovers of something. She didn't know whether it was food or not but it tasted decently delicious so she didn't really mind.

Now, she just waited for the so-called Chief to come, as her mind was too muddled to try anything else.

@Moonlit Sonata@Holy Grail

Apotheosis

Kluuto

Name: Kluuto

Gender: Female

Appearance: Has a more pointed pair of ears than your ordinary goblins. Sharper, narrower eyes as well. Also looks grumpy and haughty most of the time.

Personality: Just like how she looked when she was a human, and how she looks now as a goblin, she has a haughty and stand-offish attitude to her. She had a sharp gaze and she rarely smiled in front of others. Only when she was doing her own thing alone when you could usually find her smirking to herself. She also had a strong sense of justice. She would refuse to bend her own moral code to achieve her goals. She also hated losing.

Past Life History: She used to be a high school student before all of this happened, and she was pretty much the epitome of an honor student. She even became the student council president as a result. She was pretty indeed, but she was also infamous for being quite nagging to the other students, particularly those she deemed lazy and/or irresponsible. She also had a war of sorts with the anime club in their school who wanted to put in all sorts of manga and light novels into the school library. As a literary lover herself, she couldn't stand that such low quality works in the library, especially since she used to be the librarian before becoming the student council president. Thanks to that however, she was quite familiar with all the reincarnation light novels that was getting popular at the time. Quite an irony that she ended up becoming a main character of one.

Gift: The ability of language comprehension. Thanks to her fondness and capability of reading difficult books when she was still human, she now had an affinity for learning languages. For now, she has some understanding of the human language.

Other: She particularly hated those reincarnation story protagonists who would receive a powerful ability right off the bat and then proceed to lord it over to the rest of the world, especially when they acted immorally with it.

Dragon's Mask: Storybook Fantasy with All Children PCs

I have some ideas for a little girl PC that I haven't been able to use so I'm quite interested, I'd say.