Pyromania99

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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Liz smiled at Hyseleia's response. "Well, don't let her hear you say that. I think she was rather fond of you. Something about the easiest Lamia to study at any given time." The human giggled a small bit. "I take it this elf lady here is Quille? Quite the tall one." She then looked at the other elf that had showed up. After a glance at him, he made his way over to where the rather short paladin looking girl was. The human looked between the dark elf and the Lamia before her eyes glanced the dark elf woman up and down, scrutinizing her. Well, she didn't seem hostile. Dangerous? Perhaps. A lot of adventurers ended up looking dangerous. She offered the dark elf woman a confident handshake, "Lisianna Bren. Feel free to just call me Liz."

After the handshake, or lack-thereof, she responded to Hyseleia's question about joining them. "If you'd have me, I'd love to join you. It's not often I get to work with someone who's graduated from the academy. Usually it's just for one. For free at that." The male elf returned, mentioning something about cattle being attacked by a griffin. And then asked if any of them know how to trap one. "Not so much. I can probably give one a bit of a shock but trapping isn't really one of my specialties." Liz mentioned, "Though, from the way the first request is worded, we might be able to lure it in. If it's domesticated perhaps it won't be bothered by us?"

@The Otter@Rune_Alchemist@Raineh Daze

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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Amalie frowned at getting her hand swatted away. "I was merely appreciating "Lizzie's" craftsmanship." The elf gave a small huff and then turned from the Tivven to pay attention to the conversation about their work. She was happy when Cellica was the first to bring up her own preferred way to split the team up. "I will concur with this separation of labor." Amalie said, noticeably happy to not have to deal with the flood of mana on the upper levels.

"And you can just call me Amalie. It'll make things easier." The elf said, seeming unconcerned with her surname or her heritage really. "Regardless if you and Kynbrough take the mana drenched area, I'd be much appreciative. Just don't let the mana affect you." Amalie gave a word of warning that, really, would be needless most likely. She then looked between the other two that hadn't commented on the suggested plan yet. "Though, I suppose it would be best to make sure we're all in agreement?" She studied Regis' armor for a good few seconds before looking away, hoping they'd both agree to the plan.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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Lisianna just stood there, out of the way and looking at the entire crowd of the guild. She noticed a few people. There was this short girl who just grabbed a bunch of papers off the board. Liz thought to say something to the young looking girl, but she noticed something in the background. A familiar sight slithering her way and using her bigger than normal body to push people aside. It was a certain Lamia she remembered from helping her mother at the Academy every now and then. They were not necessarily friends, but they were on speaking terms... Probably?

Liz pushed her way toward the board, using the wake of the Lamia to make her transit a little easier. She passed by that short paladin woman from earlier. And then a noteable Hundi and Human talking to each other with a peculiar Nem nearby. As she pushed past the crowed otherwise, she would give short apologies as she came to standing next to the Lamia. She pondered her words for a few seconds before clearing her throat and donning the more official tone she had used back when she had worked for her father.

"Excuse me, Miss Erenhart? You're not causing any public nuisances today, are you?" Liz teased the snake-like woman as if she were with the watch still. It didn't take long for Lize to break character to giggle. She always found it funny whenever she made a joke like that, even without others reacting to it at all. "All jokes aside, how are you, Hyseleia? It's been a while. I didn't know you took up adventuring, though it does make sense to want to put your studies into practice, doesn't it? Found a good request yet?" She asked, looking at the Lamia with a smile.

@Rune_Alchemist

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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Amalie seemed too focused to allow Bianca's outburst to fluster her much. Instead, she seemed a small bit frustrated when Monique mentioned their old gear was done for. "How unfortunate." She mumbled to herself. She listened to the rest of the information before being told she had thirty minutes to get prepped. She looked to Bianca and smiled, "Well, if you do work on them yourself, let me know if you need a hand with them." The elf then turned and left before anyone else had anything to say to her. She scrambled to the bay she left her armor in.

As she made it to the bay, she tapped on a few buttons on the back of the armor and set her datapad on a nearby table. Amalie hummed along as the back of the armor slid apart, welcoming Amalie into it's confines. It was a repurposed design from the armor back when she started on this project, however it was made less armored since she wasn't as concerned about protecting herself from being shot or stabbed by various kinds of weapons, though she tried to keep the aesthetic similar if not a bit more... Sleek?

Amalie, still humming a song from her learning days, entered her suit. First her arms slid into their spots, soon followed by slipping her feet into the boots and her legs flush against the cuisses region. Her hands met the gauntlets and her fingers gave a little wiggle to affirm her fingertips pressed as far as they could. The last thing was making she her torso were pressed up against the chestplate before the armor slid its entrance closed. Around her neck metal slid, fashioning a fancy metal collar encasing the Thalodreal woman inside a cushy prison of her own design. There was very little room to move her body. If she were lucky enough, Amalie might be able to maneuver enough to scratch an itch, something she planned on rectifying when she figured out a practical solution.

However, the elf tested the servos in the exosuit to make sure there were no issues from her previous diagnostic. "Check.... One?" She wiggled the fingers and moved her arms. "Two?" She took some steps, making some big, awkward steps to make sure some of the scripting was working as intended. "Three." The engineer stepped around normally as she reached up with her right hand to her computer and pulled out a retractable cord, connecting it to the system of her exosuit that was by the collar.

A sound echoed in her earpiece, "AB15X Prototype, online. All systems online." As the computer had said, her eyepiece reported that all systems were perfect. She grabbed the datapad she had set down and tapped a spot on the rear side of her torso. A padded hiding spot opened that allowed her to safely deposit her device in case she needed to work with her hands, or have someone read off data for her. With that, she was all set and went to meet up with the rest of the party before departing.

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With the bit of insulation she installed in the already crowded exosuit, Amalie felt fairly warm in all by her head on the walk to the site. The longer they were away from camp, however, the colder she felt. "I wish I could have managed to install a heater of some sort in here." She complained to the small group as they moved to the camp. As the arrived, Amalie was quite interested in the structure, pondering it as the walked to the camp and met Otelius and Khalisa.

Amalie listened to their self introduction and Cellica's response. "Definitely... Improvised. I'm rather concerned with the rampant mana from there. I believe my gear might be a bit useless there depending on what's in... There..." She trailed off as she looked at 'Lizzie' for few seconds before forgetting what she was saying and heading toward the mech. "Quality craft is easy on the eyes in such a tumultuous place. Beautiful." She gave the machine a pat as if it were a cute animal.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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It was about time for her to get going. Lisianna had just finished settling her armor on and making sure it was fitted properly. It was already late enough in the day her mom had left for the Academy and her dad was busy with the City Guard. In that case, there was no one to say goodbye to. Well, that was fine. They already knew she might be in and out due to the whole adventurer thing. Her dad wasn't happy with it but it had less to do with Liz leaving, and more to do with her leaving the city guard and making the job a bit more difficult on him without her around.

Well, she needed to head to the guild to get a quest now. The adventurer grabbed her greatsword and left her house, tossing the weapon over her shoulder. She took a breath and headed out toward the guild. Lisianna got stopped a few times to talk to some of the patrolling guards as they had a small chit-chat and one or two of them trying to beg her to come back to the Guard since her father was becoming a handful without her around. She of course declined, laughing at their misfortunes a small bit. After she managed to make it to the Adventurer's Guild, she pushed the door open to witness a rather busy crowd.

Sure it was in Venne, but it never ceased to surprise her just how busy this place could get from time to time. Lisianna looked toward the job board just in time to see a guy with ale spill it on some others and then face plant before practically jump straight upright from that prior position. Liz watched wide-eyed, surprised at just how fast he was at it. The woman scratched her head a small bit as she looked for an opening. A quick gaze over the area deemed that she'd have to force her way through to get to the job board. Given her stature, it wouldn't be too difficult to do so though she hesitated to do so.

She decided not to since she didn't care to imitate the one that looked to be a drunkard... Or, perhaps more importantly get close to him lest she let her guard instincts take over. Instead, she waited, stalling for an opening for now, at the least. "Maybe someone will grab a job and need an extra hand and I won't have to lift a finger at the job board. She pointed her sword at the ground and rested the tip of her blade on the ground so she wasn't carrying it.

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

Amalie sat around, twiddling her thumbs for the meeting to start. Everyone had made their way in and didn't make much attention to her, a good thing for the moment. Soon, however, the meeting started in earnest. She looked at everyone else in the room, studying them a small bit. This was a somewhat insane mission, as far north as they were. The noblewoman still worried that there might be a random attack on them, despite the war being over... Still, she paid attention to all the details in the briefing. The more she listened, the more she became focused on the matter at hand. She stood up and tapped her foot as the structure was described. Her eyepiece showed the modeled floor plan of the building. She pondered over it for a minute, where her follows spoke their questions

Their questions were fine enough, though she figured she'd speak her mind on Cellica's matter sort of. "If there is no interface from the outside, it might be a bit difficult to open it. It would expedite the issue if we gain entry in other ways so we can open it from the inside." The engineer said as she started moving closer to the screen behind Monique to get a slighty better look than the back corner she had been in. She glanced at the plans in her eyepiece before looking between Regis, Cellica and Annette. "If the mana flood is causing havoc with our readings, how... powerful is it?"

She moved close to Bianca's seat as she spoke, starting to ask a separate question before she tripped over herself. The engineer faceplanted into the mechanical woman's lap with a soft pained noise coming from her. She grabbed at the mechanical woman's legs to push herself up before she stopped, felt the robotic limbs as if studying them and vocally mused to the room. "Oh, these are quite the well made legs. You must be proud of them, Bianca. I envy whoever does the work on these." She seemed quite sincere about it before pushing herself up and addressing the room for another question.. "Do we have any protective gear for mana flooding? I don't know about Sir Meynolt, but my armor will probably malfunction in such conditions." She added, still seeming focused despite having just faceplanted into a pair of hard, metal legs.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lightning Spellsword

Appearance

Bios:

• Name: Lisianna “Liz” Bren
• Age: 26
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Rank: Iron
• Appearance: Lisia is a tall human woman approaching six foot tall.
• Personality: Lisia is a plucky and cheerful woman, usually with a smile on her face that gives off a soft, motherly charm at times. She has fun in a fight though if things get a bit rough she takes it a lot more seriously. She’s also a lot more serious while she’s on the job than in her everyday behavior.
• Brief Backstory: In the capital, Venne, 26 years ago, Lisianna was given life. She was born the daughter of her father, the Captain of the Guard and a Mage mother. Her mother was busy with her work at the Mage’s College while her dad often brought her to the training grounds of the City Guard. Naturally, she grew up with a sword in hand though at times she felt reluctant about it, as he was harder on her about training than any of the actual guardsmen.
  
  Not that her mother was absent through her childhood, but she was a new teacher and struggled to keep her personal life and her professional life together at the same time. However, around the time Lisianna turned 12, she managed to find more time at home without being overwhelmed with other projects or work. Lisia asked her mom about the College and about magic and if she could use it. Boasting, her mother puffed out her chest and said, “Of course any child of mine can use magic!” After going through some testing, they found she had an affinity with lightning magic.
  
  Over time, she trained with both the sword and magic, figuring out how to infuse electricity into her blade as well as her other lightning spells. Occasionally, she would also accompany her mother to the College, usually carrying things for her that were a little on the heavy side.
  
  When she turned 18, she officially joined the City Guard. Between her two separate trainings, she spent six or so years helping around town. However, the one thing that the guard didn’t do for her was push her training to the limits. There was only so much she could do in the guard to train and get better. So she turned her eye to the Adventurer’s Guild. She decided to join the Guild to train herself to be stronger.
• Equipment: Lisia has a greatsword gifted to her between her mother and father for her 20th birthday that’s a bit more conducive to her magical energies. Her armor is insulated slightly against electricity so she doesn’t accidentally shock herself when she infuses her blade with lightning.
• Skills: Due to her intensive training with the Guard (her father, really) for most of her life, she knows all the ins and outs of her sword. Her swordsmanship is one of the four things she’s proud of in the world. Two of the others are both of her parents and the last thing is her magic skills.
  
  After her training with her mother, Lisianna considers herself proficient with her magical skills. She has an affinity for lightning magic which she uses in a more normal way as one might think of a mage, but she also infuses it into her sword to deliver shocking slashes.
  
  With her combined styles, she realizes she’s nowhere near challenging any of the platinum ranked adventurers, but she’s pretty confident that she’ll climb the ranks of the Guild in due time.
  
  
  Magical Abilities

  Electrical Infusion: For a time, her blade is infused with electricity, making every attack that connects and is conductive shock the opponent.
  Bolt Discharge: Lisianna charges volatile electricity in her hand before discharging it out in a bolt that shocks the first creature it hits. It moves at a speed that if you blink, you might miss it.
  Lightning Speed: Lisianna embodies her electricity and moves and reacts at a faster rate of speed (approximately 25% faster reaction and movement speed).

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Ok, I got a character sheet all up now.

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Lightning Spellsword

Appearance

Bios:

• Name: Lisianna “Liz” Bren
• Age: 26
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Rank: Iron
• Appearance: Lisia is a tall human woman approaching six foot tall.
• Personality: Lisia is a plucky and cheerful woman, usually with a smile on her face that gives off a soft, motherly charm at times. She has fun in a fight though if things get a bit rough she takes it a lot more seriously. She’s also a lot more serious while she’s on the job than in her everyday behavior.
• Brief Backstory: In the capital, Venne, 26 years ago, Lisianna was given life. She was born the daughter of her father, the Captain of the Guard and a Mage mother. Her mother was busy with her work at the Mage’s College while her dad often brought her to the training grounds of the City Guard. Naturally, she grew up with a sword in hand though at times she felt reluctant about it, as he was harder on her about training than any of the actual guardsmen.
  
  Not that her mother was absent through her childhood, but she was a new teacher and struggled to keep her personal life and her professional life together at the same time. However, around the time Lisianna turned 12, she managed to find more time at home without being overwhelmed with other projects or work. Lisia asked her mom about the College and about magic and if she could use it. Boasting, her mother puffed out her chest and said, “Of course any child of mine can use magic!” After going through some testing, they found she had an affinity with lightning magic.
  
  Over time, she trained with both the sword and magic, figuring out how to infuse electricity into her blade as well as her other lightning spells. Occasionally, she would also accompany her mother to the College, usually carrying things for her that were a little on the heavy side.
  
  When she turned 18, she officially joined the City Guard. Between her two separate trainings, she spent six or so years helping around town. However, the one thing that the guard didn’t do for her was push her training to the limits. There was only so much she could do in the guard to train and get better. So she turned her eye to the Adventurer’s Guild. She decided to join the Guild to train herself to be stronger.
• Equipment: Lisia has a greatsword gifted to her between her mother and father for her 20th birthday that’s a bit more conducive to her magical energies. Her armor is insulated slightly against electricity so she doesn’t accidentally shock herself when she infuses her blade with lightning.
• Skills: Due to her intensive training with the Guard (her father, really) for most of her life, she knows all the ins and outs of her sword. Her swordsmanship is one of the four things she’s proud of in the world. Two of the others are both of her parents and the last thing is her magic skills.
  
  After her training with her mother, Lisianna considers herself proficient with her magical skills. She has an affinity for lightning magic which she uses in a more normal way as one might think of a mage, but she also infuses it into her sword to deliver shocking slashes.
  
  With her combined styles, she realizes she’s nowhere near challenging any of the platinum ranked adventurers, but she’s pretty confident that she’ll climb the ranks of the Guild in due time.
  
  
  Magical Abilities

  Electrical Infusion: For a time, her blade is infused with electricity, making every attack that connects and is conductive shock the opponent.
  Bolt Discharge: Lisianna charges volatile electricity in her hand before discharging it out in a bolt that shocks the first creature it hits. It moves at a speed that if you blink, you might miss it.
  Lightning Speed: Lisianna embodies her electricity and moves and reacts at a faster rate of speed (approximately 25% faster reaction and movement speed).

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Hey Vita, I got a character idea and wanna toss my hat in there. Gonna be working on it.

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie settled herself into the machining warehouse where she was performing some last minute maintenance on her armor. The north was cold and had never really been up this far. She had spent her time working on the nation's armor while close family members were off fighting in the war. Some from the branch families had perished, but none of her close family members had. For that much she was thankful for. For now, she was a small bit concerned that the northerners might do something with how close to the border they were. That didn't... well, hopefully didn't seem to be an issue for now.

She hummed along to checking every nook and cranny to make sure all her systems were functioning. The cold and snow provided a small unexpected factor to her since prior to this mission she had never really considered using her specialized armor in such conditions. Luckily enough, there was nothing for her to change. She had insulated it before she left to make sure it wasn't going to be freezing to wear it. It was then that she would hear from her earpiece, "Dig starting soon. Meet at the main hub in an hour." It was almost time then. With a smile, she looked her armor over once more.

"This should be fine enough." She said to herself as she patted her armor, her visual checks passing meeting her rigorous criteria. "Now then, lets see what your insides are telling me. Nothing negative I hope." She adjusted her eyepiece and looked it over. All of her diagnostics were within acceptable parameters "Nothing seems to be off with the Scripting or Executable. Such pleasing readings. We're going to have to show off your greatness." She smiled, looking over the armor with pride before setting it aside to be collected later.

It was an hour until they were to meet now. Perhaps she could go over some of the other things in here while she waited? It wouldn't hurt to make sure everything was in tip top shape. Then she could go to the hub 8 minutes before the scheduled time to meet up. Early enough to not be the focus of most people as she entered but not so early she was called out for it. Well, hopefully. The others were a bit... Odd so it was hard to tell.