Also I think its a missed opportunity not to make JJ Jameson the mayor of NYC. Too many web-heads crawling around, his disdain alone could fuel the entire city lmao
Could definitely see Katana and Logan having a crossover down the road.
Hell yeah my fellow murder enjoyer! iirc Logan was once a samurai in his past life. Bro live so long he started taking side quests from other countries XD
As much as I loathe the new unifier of this country. We share the same sentiment regarding taking action and doing what needs to be done. That hesitation leads to defeat. That there are dangerous people in this world that need to be taken out of the equation for a brighter tomorrow.
The only difference is that I don't discriminate against a certain group, my blade will fall to those who are unlawful.
This new world order is imperfect, unbalanced, and unjust. And I am here to change that.
I am not here to stage a coup. I am here to prune out these rotten branches that this administration has brought out.
And tonight.. tonight I hunt!
Katana dons her gear and gets ready to infiltrate a secret drug deal between the Yakuza and American mafia members somewhere in Los Angeles.
It's Friday night, and an exclusive nightclub is the place to be for those who have money to burn and are looking for a fun night.
Those already in the club are having the time of their lives, dancing and enjoying themselves while intoxicated. The crowd of people keeps rocking to the booming party music that fills the air.
It was ecstatic; it was pure ecstasy, a wild night. People danced the latest techno music while colorful lights flickered across the dimly lit dance floor, unaware of the bloodbath waiting to happen later that evening.
Inside this fine establishment lies an underground VIP lounge hidden from the masses. A meeting between a group of mobsters and the Yakuza clan member of the Los Angeles branch takes place inside this luxurious room. It's muffled from the outside noise of the club and its entrance is heavily guarded by two burly men covered with colorful tattoos and gold jewelry.
Multiple henchmen stand watch as the two heads representing each organization conduct business together.
An old man who lost his pinky finger keeps tapping the side of his seat, unamused by the mobster droning and yapping across him.
"And then.. and then I said to them that's not a picture of killer croc, that's my wife!" The mobster chortled at his joke. He thought it was a real knee-slapper, only to realize that no one was laughing with him. The other clan maintained their serious, stony expressions and clearly found no amusement in his joke. Mr. Ishagoro glared at him, shifting awkwardly in his seat.
"Sheeesh, tough crowd." Feeling embarrassed, The mafia boss heavily takes another sip of his glass of bourbon whiskey.
"As much as I would've loved to hear more about your stories of being on Lord's private parties, The Ishagoro clan would like to proceed with the meeting and tell us why you are here, Mr. John" The old oyabun lights a tabacco while leaning forward towards the well-suited man across him.
"Right, Straight to business." With a snap of his fingers, one of his henchmen presented a briefcase, it contained a singular small tube with a green substance in it.
"This baby right here is called the Snake Oil, One of the left remnants of the Reach's technology. It will revolutionize and change the weapon warfare amongst the gang of America as we know it." He proudly said.
"Even a small dose of this substance can knock out a baby elephant, and at higher doses, it can be used as a lethal nerve gas that affects even the strongest metahumans." John demonstrates its potency by pulling out his phone and playing a video of a metahuman locked up in a cell as a cloud of deadly vapor fills the room. The video concludes with the subject lying flat on their back, unconscious and barely breathing.
"Impressive, When can we get a fresh batch?"
"Slow your roll Mr. Ishagoro, This stuff right here ain't cheap ya know, My sources have doubled the price since it is manufactured and reverse-engineered by the boys back at the Kobra cult"
"I'm sorry, Who now?" The old yakuza asked, clearly dumbfounded about the affirmation name the mobster mentioned.
"The Kobra cult. Only the most notorious biochemical terrorist group in all over the world. They have super-powered villains there dressed as various snakes. It's kinda their motif and their trademark."
"Grown men dress as snakes? Sounds like a nuisance."
"They have over one thousand followers all over the planet! They are pretty much a big deal in the world domination game! Ring any bells?"
The members of the Yakuza clan exchanged confused glances, clearly unsure of what the mobster was talking about.
"Eh, forget it." The mobster sighed in defeat.
"So, do we have a deal?"
The Japanese mobster responded with a nod and whispered something to his accountant. With a few presses on his tablet, he bows down to his boss as an audible 'ding' rings on the mobster's phone.
"You will get the half once you deliver the supplies" The accountant sternly instructed.
"Ha! I may not know Japanese, but I do understand this language. A pleasure doing business with you Mr. Ishagoro" John the mobster can't help but have a shit-eating grin at the sight of the ridiculous amount of money transferred to his bank account.
Feeling elated, The mobster bolted out of his chair and raised a glass to the people around him.
"Here's to a new era of the Yakuza and the mafia working together as one, may our enemies fall to their knees, and our business prosper to new heights"
The Bladerunner has heard enough. It's time to crash this party.
Before the two crimelords ever get the chance to shake each other's hand. Katana makes her dramatic entrance after waiting patiently in the air vents.
She falls through the ceiling, diving blade first, and cuts the hand of the mobster clean of its bones.
The severed hand comically flies off and hits the floor as both gang members brandish their guns and point at the mysterious vigilante.
"Who are you You crazy bitch!?" John shouted while wrying in pain as blood continued to flow from his wrist.
Katana stood tall and pointed out the Yakuza on the other side of the room, implying she was with them.
"That's the cursed blade! You're supposed to be dead!" The yakuza lord's eyes widened as cold sweats formed around his face.
"You know her!? Light 'em' up! This deal is over! Kill every non-american squinty eyes motherfucker in this area! we're going home!" John commanded his goons while limping away.
"Wait, wait wait!" The yakuza pleaded out but it was too late. Bodies start dropping as the American mobsters unload a full auto on them.
The sound of gunfire and desperate screams fills the room as the yakuza retaliate, providing cover fire for their leader to escape.
A violent shootout takes place. Katana takes cover as bullets start flying everywhere from both sides. She picks up her kunai between her fingers and starts throwing it at their throats. She makes her move by slashing and eliminating the nearest goons she can find. As far as she is concerned, everyone in this room is her enemy.
The VIP room quickly turns into a mass grave as the sound of the shooting dies down.
Katana has her eyes set on her target: a cowardly weasel limping for his own life. She sprints towards the exit and chases after the mob boss who fled in the hallway.
"What's with you cutting other people's limbs, Ya freaking psycho!? I'll let you know I have connections with dangerous people! if you kill me now they'll come after you and make your life a living hell!" The man kept running as the relentless ninja lady was hot on his tail.
Katana pounces at her prey as the deadly samurai catches up to him and drives a sword on his back, nailing him to the wall.
"You will serve me as my intel to this new deadly chemical you've develop, I welcome you to your new home" Katana withdrew the soultaker from the mobster's lifeless body and wiped the blood off with her shinguard.
Upon its reflection, you can see the mobster's face wailing for help inside the limbo.
Katana left the crime scene without a trace, leaving a trail of dead bodies behind. As far as incident report goes. This was a violent shootout between both rival gangs.
Somewhere at an abandoned container dock near Seatle.
After that brutal encounter with Katana, the mafia, and a deal went sour, Mr. Ishigoro found himself kidnapped, gagged, and tied to a chair, Face-to-face with his employer.
"So, the wielder of the accursed Muramasa blade lives.." A man shrouded in shadow said while pondering on his shiny dagger.
"Did she recognize who you work for?" He asked the wounded Yakuza boss.
Obviously, the man can't answer seeing how battered and bruised he is. He can only muster a weak nod to the head of the dagger clan.
"Is that a no?" The bald man mockingly asked.
"Well, I can't take any chances of my secret society being exposed. I do apologize if our partnership has to end this way. You have only your own incompetence to blame." A sinister smile forms on his lips as a bunch of ninja henchmen steps forward and encircles their prey.
Without warning, They each draw their short blades and stab the helpless man with every inch of his body. They each take turns brutally shanking the poor soul from where he sits. A garish sight to behold.
This is an execution of a thousand blades as their leader delivers the final blow to the heart.
"Dispose of the body" He commanded his murderous henchmen, unremorseful of his actions.
"If that bitch ever interferes with my operation again, I will personally flay her porcelain skin myself," Garakusi sadistically smiles, licking the blade of the bloodstained knife he is holding.
A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ABILITY Acrobatics - Her agility, speed, and reaction timing are faster than a normal humans.
T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TOOL Soultaker -The ancient mystical katana blade named Soultaker is her main weapon of choice which she has used at times to kill without second thought. The sword has various mystic properties which give it unique capacities. First off it is nearly indestructible, coming into contact with high impacts and not receiving any damage. It is also able to cleave through most material's with amazing ease, its mystical sharpness never ebbing. The Katana sword also contains the souls of any being ever killed by its blade, and over the centuries of use it retains quite an amount of souls. The wielder of the sword may also call forth the entities of the sword to manifest on the blade and speak to the current wielder, giving as much help as they do in begging for mercy from the swords limbo.
N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
Weapons Expert - Not only is Katana proficient with swords, she is also skilled in wielding traditional weapons from her homeland; namely bows, shurikens, daggers, and such.
T A L E N T (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TALENT Ninjitsu(Stealth and Swordplay) Tatsu Toro is trained and has mastered this art ever since she was a child. Sneaking up and slashing people with her sword when they least expect it is her bread and butter.
-
T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R...
"I will not fail again dear Husband. This blade hungers sinners and I am vengence incarnate" - Katana, talking to Soultaker.
The new world is cruel to those who are gifted and seek justice. The aftermath of the Reach leaves a huge power vacuum among the crime syndicates across America. Ever since the decree of the anti-metahuman law, those who operate in the shadows are free to function without the fear of the government monitoring them.
Multiple factions that are skilled with the Blade, Espionage, and Stealth have been taking over the streets. (The Sword Clan, The Dagger Clan, The League. etc.)
The land of the brave has regressed into a feudal Japanese setting, where in every city there's a swordmaster/ninja/mercenary operating as a henchman/clan lord in a minor/major crime syndicate.
Some of which came from Japan, Villians that specialize in the art of the blade and deceit; Serving as bodyguards to high-profile crime lords and Politicians around Lord's Circle as a safety protocol ever since the resistance has been growing in numbers.
Katana, who was presumably killed by Lady Shiva returns to America.
She now works as a masterless samurai: A ronin. A shadow that hunts down those who are on the wrong side of history.
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
Daggers, swords, shuriken, nunchucks, and other pointy things!
I would like to introduce some glorious steel-on-steel clashing of swords, street-level action in this setting while putting some respect in one of DC's silent and deadly fighters: Katana. Separating her apart from the suicide squad.
My intention and goals are simple, a loose retelling of Miyamoto Musashi in the shape of Katana which involves Fighting numerous duels, meddling in turf disputes, some Clan vs Clan scruffle, collaborating with some resistance fellas and running a gauntlet on how far she can go battling some sword-wielding baddies in this oppressive setting.
Plot:
Ever since the ruthless Amanda Waller became VP, Task force X has gone through a shake-up. Those who she deems unworthy lose their head as she makes room for other more useful metahumans in Belle Reve Prison to do their bidding for her.
Katana, being a part-timer in this band of dangerous misfits draws the line and made a choice on where she stands. Tatsu Toro is playing a dangerous game between her temporary faction and her morals.
Katana is involved in killing a corrupt public official and is being hunted by Lady Shiva for her bounty.
After being presumably killed by the deadliest assassin on the planet, Tatsu Toro barely survives and returns to Japan to recuperate. Only to realize that her job of mowing down criminals is not finished. Soultaker's hunger has never been satiated ever since she left America.
With her identity erased Katana returns to the USA and now works as an independent mercenary and is a part of the resistance. Disrupting the government on a smaller scale as a vigilante.
It's a samurai showdown somewhere at the land of the free, and Katana takes center stage! Claiming the lives of the swordmasters who oppose the resistance one soul at a time.
A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ABILITY Acrobatics - Her agility, speed, and reaction timing are faster than a normal humans.
T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TOOL Soultaker -The ancient mystical katana blade named Soultaker is her main weapon of choice which she has used at times to kill without second thought. The sword has various mystic properties which give it unique capacities. First off it is nearly indestructible, coming into contact with high impacts and not receiving any damage. It is also able to cleave through most material's with amazing ease, its mystical sharpness never ebbing. The Katana sword also contains the souls of any being ever killed by its blade, and over the centuries of use it retains quite an amount of souls. The wielder of the sword may also call forth the entities of the sword to manifest on the blade and speak to the current wielder, giving as much help as they do in begging for mercy from the swords limbo.
N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
Weapons Expert - Not only is Katana proficient with swords, she is also skilled in wielding traditional weapons from her homeland; namely bows, shurikens, daggers, and such.
T A L E N T (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ TALENT Ninjitsu(Stealth and Swordplay) Tatsu Toro is trained and has mastered this art ever since she was a child. Sneaking up and slashing people with her sword when they least expect it is her bread and butter.
-
T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R...
"I will not fail again dear Husband. This blade hungers sinners and I am vengence incarnate" - Katana, talking to Soultaker.
The new world is cruel to those who are gifted and seek justice. The aftermath of the Reach leaves a huge power vacuum among the crime syndicates across America. Ever since the decree of the anti-metahuman law, those who operate in the shadows are free to function without the fear of the government monitoring them.
Multiple factions that are skilled with the Blade, Espionage, and Stealth have been taking over the streets. (The Sword Clan, The Dagger Clan, The League. etc.)
The land of the brave has regressed into a feudal Japanese setting, where in every city there's a swordmaster/ninja/mercenary operating as a henchman/clan lord in a minor/major crime syndicate.
Some of which came from Japan, Villians that specialize in the art of the blade and deceit; Serving as bodyguards to high-profile crime lords and Politicians around Lord's Circle as a safety protocol ever since the resistance has been growing in numbers.
Katana, who was presumably killed by Lady Shiva returns to America.
She now works as a masterless samurai: A ronin. A shadow that hunts down those who are on the wrong side of history.
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
Daggers, swords, shuriken, nunchucks, and other pointy things!
I would like to introduce some glorious steel-on-steel clashing of swords, street-level action in this setting while putting some respect in one of DC's silent and deadly fighters: Katana. Separating her apart from the suicide squad.
My intention and goals are simple, a loose retelling of Miyamoto Musashi in the shape of Katana which involves Fighting numerous duels, meddling in turf disputes, some Clan vs Clan scruffle, collaborating with some resistance fellas and running a gauntlet on how far she can go battling some sword-wielding baddies in this oppressive setting.
Plot:
Ever since the ruthless Amanda Waller became VP, Task force X has gone through a shake-up. Those who she deems unworthy lose their head as she makes room for other more useful metahumans in Belle Reve Prison to do their bidding for her.
Katana, being a part-timer in this band of dangerous misfits draws the line and made a choice on where she stands. Tatsu Toro is playing a dangerous game between her temporary faction and her morals.
Katana is involved in killing a corrupt public official and is being hunted by Lady Shiva for her bounty.
After being presumably killed by the deadliest assassin on the planet, Tatsu Toro barely survives and returns to Japan to recuperate. Only to realize that her job of mowing down criminals is not finished. Soultaker's hunger has never been satiated ever since she left America.
With her identity erased Katana returns to the USA and now works as an independent mercenary and is a part of the resistance. Disrupting the government on a smaller scale as a vigilante.
It's a samurai showdown somewhere at the land of the free, and Katana takes center stage! Claiming the lives of the swordmasters who oppose the resistance one soul at a time.
Personality: Skylar is an orderly, well-mannered young girl with a strict no-nonsense personality. She is diligent about her maid work and gets things done promptly.
Abilities: Reanimate Object (Evocation)
"As a witch, I believe it is important to use every instrument in my arsenal to fulfill my task more efficiently."
Skylar can control or rather give life to mundane objects to do their bidding for her. Like multiple brooms to clean a house, Tea sets to brew tea for her whenever there are guests. Blankets that tidy themselves, Knives that can do the chopping for her and, so forth.
The scope of her abilities to reanimate objects has limits. For starters, She has to make contact with the object for her to control it. Also, She cannot control cursed objects due to their unstable nature.
Also, also, she cannot command other witches' stuff and other people's property without their permission cause that would be rude and unethical for a prim and proper lady like her!
Skills: Skylar is EXTREMELY proficient in doing basic household chores. She cooks, she cleans, She never slacks off and, her punctuality is unmatched. Her greatest feat is her organized mind. She always remembers where she puts her things, and what itinerary she must attend to. As for combat capabilities, she is well-versed in Baratsu.
Equipment:
Aside from her basic witch stuff, Skylar owns two reanimated objects that are considered her trusted familiar.
One is a briefcase that is actually a mimic. This is the first sentient object she has ever made and is embedded with the soul of a greedy fairy.
This briefcase serves as her finite pocket and stores her stuff for her. It is foul-mouthed and has a haughty nature. This rowdy luggage will devour anything in its range and can even eat up magical blasts to an extent.
Fortunately enough, with Skylar's discipline and a little bit of tough love (AKA her fist), it is more tame and docile whenever she's around.
Her second familiar an empty old knight armor that has come to life. It does the grunt work for her and is considered her muscle/bodyguard.
Brief Backstory:
Skylar is the loyal servant/niece of the Phatomsteel witches. A coven that specializes in evocation. With her auntie being their head.
She does all of their chores and keeps their manor tidy while they go questing, making sure their house is spotless and dinner is served whenever they arrive after a hard day's work.
Skylar never leaves the house despite her potential. She's kind of a shut-in with only her reanimate objects accompanying her. All her life she spends years honing her skills while being their only housekeeper.
At the age of 13, she accidentally discovered that her family was harboring a secret in their deep basement while cleaning: A foul spirit that was kept in prison under their mansion. None of her coven dare to touch nor commune with it due to its gluttonous nature.
Funny enough, Skylar was unbothered by it and her stern personality was proven too much for the fairy to handle and was able to make it submissive to a degree. The young witch decided to set it free and infuse it in a briefcase.
Her family found out and was concerned that this fairy cursed their child, They decided to enroll at the Moon Circle Society, to get rid of Skylar and her gluttonous luggage.
It's the break of dawn. A halting creak and a sudden shut of a door can be heard around the area. Two figures emerges by the huge gate, walking side by side as if they were kicked out of the establishment.
One seems to be a human wearing a slick black dress, the other, A dwarven woman with fiery red hair clad in armor.
"Bold move, Triss Bloodflame. You have relinquished your idol status and your championship reign at the arena in your pursuit of joining the Reavers. Can't say the council is happy about your decision." Her manager said with a hint of dismay in his tone.
"Tch, those chumps are only gonna miss me cuz, over the past decade, I was their cash cow in funding their creation project." Triss said with a smirk.
"True, losing their prized fighter seems to be a blow to their operation not to mention your fans are upset about your sudden graduation"
"Heh, I gotta leave the bird's nest somehow. Besides, this place proves no challenge to me anymore. I feel like I can do more good out there in the real world than fighting some random adventurers in search of glory."
"Like my father always said, if there is no light in this dim world, be the kindle that sparks hope in the hearts of others. I always carry his words until now." She continued.
"You dwarves are so honor-bound and loyalty-coded. It's almost irritating to a degree."
"Well, on to new beginnings Manager-san. Come here you." The red-haired warrior puffs her chest and hugs her manager for the last time, lifting him easily despite their size difference. He can feel her arms heavily wrap around him like a Bear constricting its prey.
"Uhh.. you're crushing my spine here, Triss.." Her manager weakly said, barely uttering the words before passing out.
"Sorry~ teehee." Triss loosen her grip.
"I see you haven't lost your strength yet, That's good, You're gonna need every ounce of it. I heard being a reaver is a different kind of league." Her manager said, brushing the dirt around his shoulders.
"Heh, sounds like a challenge" Triss simply just smiled at him, containing her excitement.
Without another word. The two went on their separate ways, with Triss waving her huge gauntlet goodbye.
~~
Triss walks the streets of Morgenröte at a steady pace with the ever-feeling of glancing eyes staring at her. She can already tell her fame isn't going anywhere as some of the crowd seems to notice who she is, that there's a celebrity amongst them.
Her strides become faster trying to get to the Eon tower much quicker, but her fans continue to pile up along her way; Asking for autographs and pictures, Like a moth attracted to a flame.
Being an Idol, its her duty to have time for her fans, no matter how untimely it is.
One thing is for sure, if this keeps up, She's gonna be late meeting the other reavers!
"Show me your resolve! Anyone who challenges my strength will soon find out that magic isn't the higher hierarchy of this world!"
Name: Triss Bloodflame
Race: Dwarf
Sex: Female
Age: 20
Magic Divination: Elementalism(Fire/Earth)
Rune Crafting:A lost craft of the dwarves ever since the rise of Magitech. This outdated magic imbuing technique has been passed on through the Bloodflame lineage.
Elemental Runes - Fire, Water, Wind, Earth and Lightning. All these magical properties can be stored in minuscule inscriptions— A hollow imitation of the elements, a one-time use for those inept in using basic magecraft.
Abilities:
Giant's strength- Triss Bloodflame is strong, like really strong due to her dwarven ancestry.
Cataclysm break - Triss plunges her sword into the ground, creating multiple volcanic fissures around her area. (Consumes 1 fire rune)
Surtr's flame - Triss has a regenerative rune inside her, an inner flame that can never be extinguished. Any non-fatal wound or injury she obtained during combat is healed over time.
Equipment:
Famished Edge - A faulty greatsword with 5 rune slots embedded in it. This heavy blade is flawed and is guaranteed to break upon impact when swung with excessive force. Despite its fragile design, it magically restores its dents and crack, making it more durable and grows slightly bigger in size.
Brief Background:
A rune knight dwarf that stands tall amongst the best fighters of the realm. A honorable warrior and a blacksmith at heart.
An Orphan who is under contract by one of the ███████ family and is trained to become their super soldier.
Triss Bloodflame is a charismatic gladiator in a fighting ring held by the ███████ family in Margorotte for profit. She is one of their champions and their top prized fighter.
She always puts on a show whenever she's up—always a full seat, Always a main attraction for the people to see.
Triss has gained popularity and celebrity status amongst the crowd and the guild adventurers. So much so that her reputation has become wayyyyy exaggerated than it already is, Stories like that she fell a dragon with her bare fist or that she is one of Arteus's relatives. Each rumor people spread about her is ridiculous than the next.
Triss tries to deny these baseless claims, but people think she is being too modest and still idolize her. She is truly suffering from her own success.
Despite her imposing and revered figure, She is more sheepish than you think, Underneath this stoic and modest persona shrouds a timid self-critical girl who always second-guesses her decisions but always figures out how navigate around the situation.
She was given a pardon to join the Reavers in search of her quest. A quest to create a weapon that will slay even the Scions.
"Show me your resolve! Anyone who challenges my strength will soon find out that magic isn't the higher hierarchy of this world!"
Name: Triss Bloodflame
Race: Dwarf
Sex: Female
Age: 20
Magic Divination: Elementalism(Fire/Earth)
Rune Crafting:A lost craft of the dwarves ever since the rise of Magitech. This outdated magic imbuing technique has been passed on through the Bloodflame lineage.
Elemental Runes - Fire, Water, Wind, Earth and Lightning. All these magical properties can be stored in minuscule inscriptions— A hollow imitation of the elements, a one-time use for those inept in using basic magecraft.
Abilities:
Giant's strength- Triss Bloodflame is strong, like really strong due to her dwarven ancestry.
Cataclysm break - Triss plunges her sword into the ground, creating multiple volcanic fissures around her area. (Consumes 1 fire rune)
Surtr's flame - Triss has a regenerative rune inside her, an inner flame that can never be extinguished. Any non-fatal wound or injury she obtained during combat is healed over time.
Equipment:
Famished Edge - A faulty greatsword with 5 rune slots embedded in it. This heavy blade is flawed and is guaranteed to break upon impact when swung with excessive force. Despite its fragile design, it magically restores its dents and crack, making it more durable and grows slightly bigger in size.
Brief Background:
A rune knight dwarf that stands tall amongst the best fighters of the realm. A honorable warrior and a blacksmith at heart.
An Orphan who is under contract by one of the ███████ family and is trained to become their super soldier.
Triss Bloodflame is a charismatic gladiator in a fighting ring held by the ███████ family in Margorotte for profit. She is one of their champions and their top prized fighter.
She always puts on a show whenever she's up—always a full seat, Always a main attraction for the people to see.
Triss has gained popularity and celebrity status amongst the crowd and the guild adventurers. So much so that her reputation has become wayyyyy exaggerated than it already is, Stories like that she fell a dragon with her bare fist or that she is one of Arteus's relatives. Each rumor people spread about her is ridiculous than the next.
Triss tries to deny these baseless claims, but people think she is being too modest and still idolize her. She is truly suffering from her own success.
Despite her imposing and revered figure, She is more sheepish than you think, Underneath this stoic and modest persona shrouds a timid self-critical girl who always second-guesses her decisions but always figures out how navigate around the situation.
She was given a pardon to join the Reavers in search of her quest. A quest to create a weapon that will slay even the Scions.
slushiousCup,
RPM,
xVampire3go,
adncod,
k4tsukibakug0,
Eddie Brock,
Natty,
abcbcb,
Ohm,
Ezekiel
