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I'm a bit intimidated, honestly. Every character so far have been mechs!
This is lowkey Gundam, I'm tellin' ya! MADNESS


AS LONG AS WE DON'T HAVE REAL GUNDAMS, THE CITY SHOULD BE FINE.
So, I was having trouble with my character and inspiration

Do you mind if I borrow Arashi Technology as an origin point for my character?
"I wouldn't exactly call the newcomer a friend," Varis began as he walked over to the back of the wagon, throwing the purse of coins into the back before taking a look at the small little "battlefield" that was absolutely littered with gruesomely dead gnolls, his eyes darting from dead gnoll to dead gnoll before setting his sights on a gnoll with his arm ripped off.

"... Well," Varis began to mutter under his breath as he slowly walked off to follow the drow. "Could be worse..." Varis tried to recollect his memory, trying to remember the book he had read just before going on this small little adventure -- which he slightly regretted now. The book he had read was some sort of book detailing the adventure of some type of fictional race. He could remember distinctly the mad man who had sold it to him. Varis slowly placed his finger to his chin, tapping it every so often as he tried to remember what the book was about until finally nodding to himself, satisfied with himself and his ability to recollect his memory. "... At least we're not in More-door."

Varis quickly walked over to the drow, his eyes scanning the surrounding area.
Mannnn

I take a five hour nap and come back to see amazing OCs.
Varis looked at the dead gnoll before him, staring at its dead, lifeless eyes as it laid on the ground in a pool of its own blood. As he stared at the dead gnoll, he began to recall his first ever kill, which was some type of animal at the age of five. His father had ordered the poor boy to do it, and after minutes of refusing, his father had crippled the animal, leaving Varis to put the damned furry four-legged beast out of its misery. He could distinctly remember having no problem with killing any sort of animal -- or human -- after that event.

Varis gave out a small chuckle before turning around and walking over to the drow, placing his weapons back in their respective scabbard before noticing the dead camel on the floor, an arrow stuck in the animal.

"I'll keep watch now," Varis began as his stared at the dead camel, his pompous tone still existing. His gaze shifted over to Vivian as he awaited for a response since he didn't have anything else to say.
WHAT
DID THE CAMEL JUST DIE?

DID THE BEST CREATURE IN THIS RP JUST DIE?
EDIT: OOOPS BLUNDER. UHH WAIT LEMME EDIT IT LMAO


What blunder? I don't see any error at all?

Do we have a healer in the group? Skimmed back through bios ans only mention of healing I remember reading is the Dragon wanna be throwing random bottles at people, lol


If this was an MMORPG, we'd be a very badly set up group for a dungeon. 8 DPS and one tank, hehe.
Nice CS, I like the effort you've put into it.

Only question is how viable that Unique Skill is. I.E. How many hits can she take? How would that be affected by Battle Healing? Could it be exploited to make her strength stat Super-Jesus levels?

I like it though but If I were grading CSes, these are questions I'd want answers to :D


I think if we were to ask her those questions -- which is perfectly acceptable -- then we should ask questions like that for every single character then.

Edit: What I mean by this is, we're getting too in depth by asking her those questions. If this was an RP where there was an actual battle system that relied on numbers and the such, then I think those questions should be answered, but because there is no battle system like that where specific numbers are used, these questions are essentially not necessary because the RPer behind the OC should be TRUSTED not to make the character too OP.
"If I don't fight," Attania began as he slowly got up, picking up the dagger from the ground as his eyes stared at the hybrid mini-boss. "We'll both be screwed!" He shouted out the last few words more out of instinct then anything else, surprising himself as he prepared for a fight. He found himself having some sort of will. A will to live on, perhaps. He didn't really know what caused for this, maybe it was Durdansa's offer, or perhaps it was because of his friend's sacrifices for him. Attania himself had no idea where this will spawned from, but he knew, he desperately knew that he had to make it out of this alive.

His eyes scanned the clearing, trying to find some sort of area where they could perhaps trap the boar, but saw nothing except for numerous trees scattered about. He shifted his eyes over towards the boar once more, only to see the beast charging towards them. His eyes then darted back over to the tree, an idea forming in his head. This was usually how the boy acted in combat, scanning the surrounding area before him only to come up with some plan, and whether or not he was given credit for it didn't matter to him.

"Durdansa, I'm going to try to get on that boar's back," He shouted out before taking off towards the largest tree he could find. "I'll jump on top of it when it gets close to me!" Attania quickly jumped towards the tree as he was a few feet away from it, climbing up the tree until he was on the highest branch. It hadn't come to mind yet that he had just left one of his guild mates on her own.
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