Rekaigan

Underwater Fire of their Eyes

@Eventua Just thought I'd let you know that the text colour you used for your CS is making me blind..

(I really like the character though!)

Underwater Fire of their Eyes

Zeku

Zeku

HAIR COLOR: Not applicable
EYE COLOR: Black
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: The fact that she's a 2ft tall Uron. She wears a small cloak and holds a staff that has a lantern hanging from the end. This lantern contains glowing fluid that emits a decent amount of light.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: None

DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Given that Zeku is a 2ft tall creature, one would assume that she's some sort of savage or perhaps an oddity of sorts. However, they soon learn that she's actually not a lizardman, but an Uron or Salaman..der. A smart one that that. She can come off as a little absentminded or even rude as she often doesn't pay notice the presence of other people when she's working. She's quite friendly and seems to lack fear.

WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Zeku is the 11th hatchling of her clutch and is the runt of the family, however she isn't treated any differently from her siblings. They get along swimmingly. She, unlike her siblings, is more interested in reseraching Ancient ruins than running the family restaurant. Because of that, Zeku surrounds herself with those who are of the Scholarly nature, often asking them a constant stream of questions and burying her face in their books all day long.

WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Zeku was born in the city of Isaimel, an underground city inhabited by the Uron. This city was built upon the ruins of an ancient lizardman civilization which had been buried after the cavern walls had collapsed some centuries ago. The Uron excavated most of the rubble and made it their home after fleeing from humans who threatened to destroy them. These ruins contained many artifacts and schematics that allowed the Uron to rapidly develop their technologies. The city of Isaimel is a mystery to almost everyone in the world. A self sufficient populace that need not engage in trade.

WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Zeku often isolates herself in the library and begins to read her favourite books. One of which is a picture book called "The Ruins and I." Sometimes she wanders off into the ruins and allows the silence to calm her down as there is barely a soul in the place, as it has already been looted and researched.

WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Her biggest fear is losing her research materials. As materialistic as it may sound; Zeku takes great pride in her research. Should she be separated from it, she will actually have a massive tantrum and start crying inconsolably. Only her family knows of this as they've experience her tantrum first hand after her parents confiscated it for the first time.

DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
She is quite open about everything, so she doesn't have any secrets. Rather information that is withheld until discussed.

WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Despite her 'scholarly' background, Zeku is no stranger to a good pun or innocent joke. However she will not understand 'crude' jokes most of the time.

HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She currently is.. In love with Ancient ruins.

DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Zeku absolutely cannot part with her Journal. This Journal holds all of her research and findings regarding ruins and other miscellaneous notes.

LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
A pair of small leather boots on a cracked, dusty stone floor which has been completely covered in pages of writing and diagrams. A faint glow from the tip of her staff lights the area.

WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
The smell of a seafood soup and fresh bread wafts through the air. Her family hastily preparing food for their customers as rush hour begins. Her family restaurant was their life and it always had been for generations. She would often enjoy a nice bowl of the soup after the rush hour is over.

DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
After months of constantly annoying the professors with the theories that she had formulated after having spent a good few years reading all their research from the ruins, she was suddenly praised by them. Her theory had been proven correct by one of the researchers and they praised her for it. She would never forget that day, as it was the day that solidified her dream to explore ruins and help her fellow scholars learn about everything in this world.

WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Zeku hopes to bring home as much knowledge as she possible can to her fellow Uron. Hoping to create an even better life for her brethren.

RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Zeku is currently being chased out of a tavern for attempting to pay for a meal using the incorrect currency as she had forgotten that Uron currency doesn't exist in Human society.

Underwater Fire of their Eyes

Well that's what I've got so far, lemme know what you think.

Zeku

Zeku

HAIR COLOR: Not applicable
EYE COLOR: Black
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: The fact that she's a 2ft tall Uron. She wears a small cloak and holds a staff that has a lantern hanging from the end. This lantern contains glowing fluid that emits a decent amount of light.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: None

DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Given that Zeku is a 2ft tall creature, one would assume that she's some sort of savage or perhaps an oddity of sorts. However, they soon learn that she's actually not a lizardman, but an Uron or Salaman..der. A smart one that that. She can come off as a little absentminded or even rude as she often doesn't pay notice the presence of other people when she's working. She's quite friendly and seems to lack fear.

WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Zeku is the 11th hatchling of her clutch and is the runt of the family, however she isn't treated any differently from her siblings. They get along swimmingly. She, unlike her siblings, is more interested in reseraching Ancient ruins than running the family restaurant. Because of that, Zeku surrounds herself with those who are of the Scholarly nature, often asking them a constant stream of questions and burying her face in their books all day long.

WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Zeku was born in the city of Isaimel, an underground city inhabited by the Uron. This city was built upon the ruins of an ancient lizardman civilization which had been buried after the cavern walls had collapsed some centuries ago. The Uron excavated most of the rubble and made it their home after fleeing from humans who threatened to destroy them. These ruins contained many artifacts and schematics that allowed the Uron to rapidly develop their technologies. The city of Isaimel is a mystery to almost everyone in the world. A self sufficient populace that need not engage in trade.

WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Zeku often isolates herself in the library and begins to read her favourite books. One of which is a picture book called "The Ruins and I." Sometimes she wanders off into the ruins and allows the silence to calm her down as there is barely a soul in the place, as it has already been looted and researched.

WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Her biggest fear is losing her research materials. As materialistic as it may sound; Zeku takes great pride in her research. Should she be separated from it, she will actually have a massive tantrum and start crying inconsolably. Only her family knows of this as they've experience her tantrum first hand after her parents confiscated it for the first time.

DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
She is quite open about everything, so she doesn't have any secrets. Rather information that is withheld until discussed.

WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Despite her 'scholarly' background, Zeku is no stranger to a good pun or innocent joke. However she will not understand 'crude' jokes most of the time.

HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She currently is.. In love with Ancient ruins.

DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Zeku absolutely cannot part with her Journal. This Journal holds all of her research and findings regarding ruins and other miscellaneous notes.

LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
A pair of small leather boots on a cracked, dusty stone floor which has been completely covered in pages of writing and diagrams. A faint glow from the tip of her staff lights the area.

WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
The smell of a seafood soup and fresh bread wafts through the air. Her family hastily preparing food for their customers as rush hour begins. Her family restaurant was their life and it always had been for generations. She would often enjoy a nice bowl of the soup after the rush hour is over.

DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
After months of constantly annoying the professors with the theories that she had formulated after having spent a good few years reading all their research from the ruins, she was suddenly praised by them. Her theory had been proven correct by one of the researchers and they praised her for it. She would never forget that day, as it was the day that solidified her dream to explore ruins and help her fellow scholars learn about everything in this world.

WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Zeku hopes to bring home as much knowledge as she possible can to her fellow Uron. Hoping to create an even better life for her brethren.

RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
To put it very simply; her biggest problem is finding a way to explore the world. Not many are okay with letting a random 2ft tall lizard thing board their ship. It's already a surprise to know it can talk.

Underwater Fire of their Eyes

@Mokley
What's the level of tech in this world? Also magic?

Underwater Fire of their Eyes

@Mokley

I'll get a CS up later tonight!

Underwater Fire of their Eyes (High Fantasy Sea Adventure)

SURPRISE!!

Interest!

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Eden Hall

_{@Ithradine@mopsock17@HueMan}

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As Fortuna absentmindedly took another gulp of her ale, her sharp eyes met with the barkeep's once more as he said two simple words. She gave him a small, sad smile. "Perhaps... But life goes on." She replied ambiguously, staring into the rippling liquid in her tankard. She noticed the presence of two of her party members from earlier, yet she wasn't about to address them with smiles as she had done when they first teamed up. She looked at Polak from the corner of her eye as he spoke to her. She felt the awkwardness in the air as her inquired about her thoughts, which she found to be a little cute.

"I'm sure everything will be fine tomorrow." She said with a calm, yet friendly tone. As if she hadn't had enough people ask her virtually the same question, another man approached them, asking about the loss of their comrade. Perhaps out of pure coincidence, it would seem that he had also lost someone. Given his armaments, she assumed he was an Archer. Her expression for the most part, was quite blank, if not calm.

"A pleasure to meet you, Reylan. And yes, we lost someone.." She responded blankly, "But perhaps we can continue this conversation another time." The rogue would've stayed around for longer had it not been for the repetition of questions in the span of ten minutes. She finished her ale and got up from her stool. "Have a good evening, gentlemen." As she went to leave, Reylan extended an invitation to his guild. One that she wished to think about for some time. Perhaps until the next day would suffice.

A nice hot bath was a welcome feeling after a long couple of days, she was quite ready to surrender herself to the whims of this world if she could have a bath like this everyday. Fortuna hadn't the slightest clue as to what the rest of Reylan's guild was like. However, it was worth thinking about. Working as a group would definitely make this easier, but to create bonds with others would potentially lead to heart break in this death game. But she was never much of a solo player. Or rather she was never given the chance to be one.

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It was the first night that Fortuna was able to sleep properly.. Which was surprising, given the circumstances of yesterday. Must've been the alcohol and the hot bath. She had actually spent some of that night flipping a coin out of habit, but for the most part. A fitful rest. She opened the curtains to see that the weather was the same as it had been for the past few days. She found it interesting that she could feel the sun's warmth in a virtual place, but that just goes to show how advanced everything has become.

The rogue took out a coin and flipped it. The morning light flickered as it reflected off the metal. The coin landed flat in the palm of her hand. Heads. She smirked slightly. Perhaps she was a little superstitious? Or maybe her gambling habits are getting the better of her? Perhaps both. But this was a good sign. She hoped that her luck hadn't run out just yet.

With a few flicks of her finger, she opened the console. Quickly, she sent a message to Reylan. "I'll join the guild. :)" It said simply. Hopefully the little emote made the message seem less expressionless.

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

@HokumPocus@Etranger@ghastlyinc

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It wasn't long before Magnhild realized that this doggy didn't enjoy pats. But his sudden outburst reminded her of a tiny yappy chihuahua that she had come across once before. Had it not been for the slight furrowed brow that appeared on Mag's features, one might've thought that she had the blankest expression they'd ever seen in their life. The canine's manner of speaking was completely alien to her, and his constant use of the word 'Soldier' got on her nerves ever so slightly.

"I'm not sure if people come here to become soldiers.. Well I didn't anyway. Maybe you'd have better luck at a barracks instead of an Institute?" She replied quite bluntly, however it wasn't said in a snarky manner, rather a more 'trying to give a helpful suggestion' tone. She could care less about a soldier's life and their way of handling issues. It was quite clear to her that the Lobster man was against the military anyway. Perhaps even belittled them.

Another voice joined the noise. ”Never in a thousand years, you worthless half breed.” He said. She wasn't sure who it was pointed at, she thought a half-breed was a first generation Chimera.. And neither of them were. Maybe it was another way of saying 'Chimera'? Who knew? Who cared? She didn't know how this generation thing worked. Also, isn't that guy a sheep?

The two people that she's interacted with had their own kind of aggression that she didn't really enjoy. Fortunately a more pleasant voice entered the 'conversation'. Her gaze turned to see a hulking.. Gorilla Chimera. Not someone she'd associate with 'kind' at first, given what she's been told about Gorillas... Which is not a lot, other than 'Don't look them in the eye.' Which she immediately proceeded to do by accident. She stared at him for a moment as he addressed the loud canine. She took a half step back in silence, thinking that she wasn't really included in the conversation. Had it not been for those times when she was told not to speak unless spoken to by Airelosian guard, she may have introduced herself as well.

It had occurred to her that her food was slowly getting cold. And as mother always said, 'Food tastes better when it's hot.' Which was almost always true. Almost. She quietly moved back to her seat, having learnt that this pup doesn't like pat. Picking up her chopsticks once more, she continue on her journey to the bottom of her plate of noodles.

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

@HokumPocus

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As the students gathered around the from of the building; a massive crustacean walked out the doors, chirping away loudly, waving his claws at the door.. The actions seemed out of anger.. or just irritation? Magnhild couldn't really understand anything that was going on until a woman, whom she identified as a translator of sorts, started to speak on the Lobster's behalf. She chuckled inwardly as the hard-shelled chimera talked down on the military man, it filled her with some strange satisfaction. The Pangolin was a little slow on the uptake, not really noticing that the translator was also a Lobster after about a few minutes of staring at her. Not that it bothered her all that much. For the most part, the speech went in one ear and out the other.

Then something more interesting happened. A massive sheet rolled out and a light flicked. An image came onto the sheet.. A moving one. She looked at it in confusion and disbelief. She hadn't seen anything like this in her life and she wondered if she'd ever see it again. Suddenly sound accompanied the moving picture. What was this called again? 'Prop..Propaganda..?', Mag thought, scratching her head as she continued to watch the film. Again, she felt a slight pang of disgust at the sight of the soldiers. Subconsciously clenching her fists in irritation as the spoke of 'peaceful societies' and 'happy families'. She quietly sighed, shaking her head to dispel such thoughts. Kuzma, her foster father, would always tell her not to dwell on the past and that it was better to keep moving forward.

Suddenly everything made a turn for the worse. The next few minutes of footage left Mag in awe. The town was gone.. and the image disappeared from the screen. Magnhild's gaze went back to the Lobsters as they explained what actually happened in that film. She felt a sort of renewed resolve to learn what she could during her time here. It'll be difficult, but things that are worth doing aren't easy.

The chimera felt her ears perk up slightly when they mentioned breakfast. She remembered that she hadn't eaten much before boarding the train to the Institute.. And upon remembering that, her stomach growled.

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Magnhild quietly followed the others as the Professor gave them tour of the Institute. Although, like the speech, most of the information went in one ear and out the other. The language they used was a little difficult for her to understand since she wasn't the smartest of people. Nor did she have much of a formal education.. The building itself was impressive, she'd never seen any place built quite like this. For the most part, Mag's eyes wandered with a child-like awe.

The scent of food wafted into Magnhild's nostrils as they arrived at the cafeteria. The main event of today, in her opinion. They had half an hour to eat.. Plenty of time. She looked around as she picked up a tray. There was so many foods to choose from, but she noticed a corner where there were some familiar dishes.. Even though she was from a poor background, she could recognize Airelosian food when she saw it. She had seen many soldiers eating such foods in their barracks.. Which she snuck into more than a couple of times. Bad memories.

She decided to stay with what she was used to, promptly getting a hefty serving of broiled Kaputor and noodles. It was a lot tastier than what she used to have as a kid, but that was to be expected. She looked around for a place to sit, finding a seat at a table where a canine chimera sat. His enthusiasm for food rivaled hers it seemed, hilariously so. She almost started laughing when his head almost hit the table more than a couple of times. The pangolin decided to give him a little bit of space, sitting next to him with one chair between them, digging into her food. She felt tears forming in her eyes at how delicious it was, you could almost see the air around her start to sparkle in a comical fashion.

She stole a few glances at the other Chimera as she ate, wondering if he'd enjoy head pats like an actual dog.. Moments later, she started patting the Canine on the head, as one would with an actual pup.

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Guild name:

Renn Please.