JBRam2002

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@Savo There might be some... other complications though.

Omega Station / Boop!

@corneredbliss Hey, as long as you haven't left me, I'm okay with waiting a bit~ I certainly have plenty of things to do on my end :P

DnD 5e - Beginner's Game

"The Beast shows his face!" Drajhan exclaimed, a wide grin showing on his maw. "Oh, come now. You didn't think I was actually going to hurt you, did you? As long as you are honest and forthright with us, there is nothing to fear." The dragonborn dispelled his hex on the former cat and dropped his blade on the ground before approaching. "My only fear was that my allies would not understand my intention and would rush to my defense. Luckily for you, Sir Kitty, I decided to test their reactions mid-breakfast, which I must say is a terrible time to test one's reactions. They performed as well as I could expect."

Drajhan stepped towards the druid and held out his hand, an offering to shake. "You must forgive me. We have little reason to trust someone who refuses to show their true form, despite this somewhat comfortable abode you brought us to. I had asked for introductions much earlier, and you declined. That speaks to me of either a very private individual, or one who has aught to hide. As you have now shown us what I assume is your true form, I shall further assume that you are of the former persuasion, rather than the latter. However..."

Drajhan flicked his wrist and the blade reappeared in his left hand, its point down towards the ground in a defensive stance. "...You still have yet to formerly introduce yourself. So perhaps we should start over. My name is Caerziros Drajhan, Baron and Vindicator of the Southern Coasts. I fight for my Patron and my people. Tell me your name, honorable feline, so I can use it instead of calling you 'Kitty.' Unless, of course, that is the name you prefer." Drajhan continued to hold his right hand forward in a greeting, his eyes glancing between his own outstretched hand and that of the druid opposite him.

@The Harbinger of Ferocity

Persona - Academic Akrasia

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She's a trap, isn't she.

@Savo

No, actually. She just has a super religious daddy.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Side note, thought of this the moment Alex sees Kimiko's (shrine maiden) persona.

"So your persona is a wolf... does this mean you're in the closet about bein' a furry?"

@Savo

There may have been a fanfic written about that...

Also, if (when) shipping occurs, Kimiko M's story will be... quite interesting. I look forward to going through that with some poor unfortunate soul. Or two. Or more.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Considering there are only seven people, it shouldn't be too hard to establish character relationships... and I'm pretty sure most people would dislike Alexander's callous nature, so there is that :P

@Savo

I'm assuming Kimiko M is annoyed with Kimiko S for having the same name :P

Other than that, her relationships with the others will likely be muted. She probably has one or two people she calls actual friends, and would treat the remainder like a good Senpai should. I don’t think Alex being callous would annoy her unless he was directly insulting to her though. At least, not more than normal.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Kimiko Maita

Kimiko Maita

Image Source

Age:
17 (will be 18 soon)

Gender:
Female

Arcana:
Hanged Man

Equipment:
Ceremonial Katana, deck of tarot cards.

Skills:
Singing - Kimiko has always loved to sing, but her father has limited her to mostly folk songs or ceremonial / religious music. Any other music has been deemed as sacrilegious to perform at the Shinto Shrine.

Tarot Reading - One of the ways Kimiko makes money for the Shrine is to perform Tarot readings for those who wish to know how the gods favor them. She’s gotten fairly good at it, and will even perform readings for friends (first one is free of charge!).

Cleaning - Kimiko is required to fully clean the Shinto Shrine quite frequently. As their lodging is adjacent to the Shrine, she also cleans the house just as often. She also generally makes the meals as well. Her father is a lousy cook, and Kimiko’s skills at cooking are passable, but not amazing.

Studying - Kimiko has excellent self-discipline, and has little other to do with her spare time than to clean and study. As such, she is typically near the top of her class. In addition, many more difficult subjects seem to naturally just come to her.

Katana - As part of the rituals of welcoming in the morning sun, Kimiko practices several ceremonial poses that mimic martial arts. This is often done without weapons, but the movements are translatable to stances in martial arts. Kimiko also reads a lot and has practiced stances with her father’s ceremonial sword. That said, she has little practical experience fighting.

Appearance:
Outside school, Kimiko wears a white haori (kimono jacket) and red hakama (baggy divided trousers), the standard dress of a miko. She ties her hair back with a red ribbon, and wears red geta (wooden sandals) and white tabi (socks). She has naturally blonde hair and green eyes, as does her father (although his hair is graying now).

Kimiko is 158 cm (5’ 8”) tall and weighs 55 kg (120 lb). She is a little chubbier than she would like to be due to her mostly sedentary lifestyle, and it mostly collects in her belly. She is short, but appears smaller than even her height would indicate, as she tries to avoid calling attention to herself.

Personality:
Soft-spoken, but very confident in herself, Kimiko is a very trustworthy companion. She almost always uses formal language, and resists being called by nicknames or endearing honorifics (like -chan). To most of her classmates, Kimiko may seem very bland and boring. Although she may seem predictable, there is growing resentment inside which she sometimes fails to contain.

Biography:
Kimiko is the daughter of Maita Eisen, a Shinto priest, and is his miko (shrine maiden). Because she is a miko, Kimiko must follow the traditions of Shinto-ism and must remain pure in all ways, but she is very unhappy with the choice her father has forced upon her. She often feels like her youth is being repressed by Eisen’s excessive rules and extreme definition of “purity.” However, she believes it is not her place to stand against her father and instead has dedicated all of her efforts to improving her studies and her singing. Some of Kimiko’s miko duties involve offering incense to the goddess of the shrine, reading fortunes for paying customers, and cleaning the shrine constantly.

~ = + = ~

Yatsufusa

Appearance:

Traits:
-Reflects: Agi
-Absorbs: N/A
-Void: N/A
-Resist: N/A
-Weak: Bufu

Abilities/Skills:
Dia/Diarama - Single target healing
Agi / Maragi / Agilao, etc - Fire-based spells
Sukukaja - Aid allies’ evasion
Recarm - Raise Ally when defeated (Probably learned in near future).
Megido - Almighty damage (Probably learned in near future).

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@Crimmy Yessir.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@Crimmy

Kimiko Maita

Kimiko Maita

Image Source

Age:
17 (will be 18 soon)

Gender:
Female

Arcana:
Hanged Man

Equipment:
Ceremonial Katana, deck of tarot cards.

Skills:
Singing - Kimiko has always loved to sing, but her father has limited her to mostly folk songs or ceremonial / religious music. Any other music has been deemed as sacrilegious to perform at the Shinto Shrine.

Tarot Reading - One of the ways Kimiko makes money for the Shrine is to perform Tarot readings for those who wish to know how the gods favor them. She’s gotten fairly good at it, and will even perform readings for friends (first one is free of charge!).

Cleaning - Kimiko is required to fully clean the Shinto Shrine quite frequently. As their lodging is adjacent to the Shrine, she also cleans the house just as often. She also generally makes the meals as well. Her father is a lousy cook, and Kimiko’s skills at cooking are passable, but not amazing.

Studying - Kimiko has excellent self-discipline, and has little other to do with her spare time than to clean and study. As such, she is typically near the top of her class. In addition, many more difficult subjects seem to naturally just come to her.

Katana - As part of the rituals of welcoming in the morning sun, Kimiko practices several ceremonial poses that mimic martial arts. This is often done without weapons, but the movements are translatable to stances in martial arts. Kimiko also reads a lot and has practiced stances with her father’s ceremonial sword. That said, she has little practical experience fighting.

Appearance:
Outside school, Kimiko wears a white haori (kimono jacket) and red hakama (baggy divided trousers), the standard dress of a miko. She ties her hair back with a red ribbon, and wears red geta (wooden sandals) and white tabi (socks). She has naturally blonde hair and green eyes, as does her father (although his hair is graying now).

Kimiko is 158 cm (5’ 8”) tall and weighs 55 kg (120 lb). She is a little chubbier than she would like to be due to her mostly sedentary lifestyle, and it mostly collects in her belly. She is short, but appears smaller than even her height would indicate, as she tries to avoid calling attention to herself.

Personality:
Soft-spoken, but very confident in herself, Kimiko is a very trustworthy companion. She almost always uses formal language, and resists being called by nicknames or endearing honorifics (like -chan). To most of her classmates, Kimiko may seem very bland and boring. Although she may seem predictable, there is growing resentment inside which she sometimes fails to contain.

Biography:
Kimiko is the daughter of Maita Eisen, a Shinto priest, and is his miko (shrine maiden). Because she is a miko, Kimiko must follow the traditions of Shinto-ism and must remain pure in all ways, but she is very unhappy with the choice her father has forced upon her. She often feels like her youth is being repressed by Eisen’s excessive rules and extreme definition of “purity.” However, she believes it is not her place to stand against her father and instead has dedicated all of her efforts to improving her studies and her singing. Some of Kimiko’s miko duties involve offering incense to the goddess of the shrine, reading fortunes for paying customers, and cleaning the shrine constantly.

~ = + = ~

Yatsufusa

Appearance:

Traits:
-Reflects: Agi
-Absorbs: N/A
-Void: N/A
-Resist: N/A
-Weak: Bufu

Abilities/Skills:
Dia/Diarama - Single target healing
Agi / Maragi / Agilao, etc - Fire-based spells
Sukukaja - Aid allies’ evasion
Recarm - Raise Ally when defeated (Probably learned in near future).
Megido - Almighty damage (Probably learned in near future).

DnD 5e - Beginner's Game

The sun rose, annoyingly shining directly into Draj’s eyes as they first opened. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned away from the morning interruption, rolling over and placing his arm around the person who he seemingly fell asleep next to last night, not noticing at first the long red hair that adorned her face. That particular realization hit him shortly after, and Draj quickly rolled away from Angela out of his bedroll and onto the hardened dirt floor.

Any semblance of morning peace was immediately shot as he remembered the conversation from the night before. Why in the seven hells did he choose to place his bedroll next to the redhead that night after his conversation with Evyrless? He must have been more tired than he thought. Giving her a chance did not mean waking up next to her. Not this early on, at least. His only hope was that she had not yet awakened to notice his blunder.

Breakfast was eaten in silence, and greetings returned with a huff. Before Drajhan had consumed his morning meal, there was little he wished to discuss unless there was a dire need. His smoldering gaze passed over the companions he was forced with. A cleric of the Raven Queen, his supposed bride-to-be, his former fling and compatriot, and this ... beast. The gaze stopped on the cat as he remembered the events of yesterday. Yes, the feline had led them to this fairly-sheltered location, but what now? He had done his best to make them lose all sense of direction, and even the morning sun did little to guide travelers out of a dense forest. Drajhan knew a town or city had to be nearby, but geography was never his strong suit. He figured he had two choices: Either pick a direction and start walking, or continue to put blind faith in this giant furball. Neither option seemed especially appealing.

As breakfast wound to a close, Drajhan closed his eyes and muttered an incantation before opening them again and glaring at Lorenthar with a gaze that shown with the fury of his Patron. His incantation placed a hex on the beast, clouding his mind [Disadvantage on Wis checks]. Drajhan stood and drew his blade as he approached the cat.

“I apologize for the rude awakening, Sir Beast, but I believe you should know that I have little reason to trust those who refuse to show their true form. I have been bit by them before. Yesterday, I was not at my best. Today, I have no qualms with ensuring that you speak to us, preferably in a language we can all understand. Who are you, why are you here, and what do you intend to do with us? Speak plainly, and I shall sheathe my blade. Hide your words behind clever lies, and it shall drink your blood.”

Rolls

Survival: 14