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Hayakawa Kimiko

NAME: Hayakawa Kimiko

AGE: 17

GENDER: Female

ARCANA: The Magician

APPEARANCE DETAILS:
Tall for a girl her age, Hayakawa possesses the build of one used to physical activity. She's lean and lithe, in fit shape but without considerable musculature or bulk. Hayakawa regularly wears a scowl on her face, combined with sharp facial features set on clear and clean skin, and amber eyes. Hayakawa dresses in street fashion when possible, and takes good care of her personal appearance, though not as meticulously as others might. Her dark hair is usually tied into a ponytail and she is almost always seen with her sticker covered hover board. She wears her 'signature' red bomber jacket at any opportunity, even over her school uniform.

PERSONALITY:
Confident, though not quite to the point of arrogance, and generally collected, Hayakawa carries herself with the air of someone steady and sure of themselves. Occasionally stubborn, and prone to being a bit hot-headed, with a rebellious streak a mile long and blatant disregard for authority, Hayakawa has earned a reputation within the academy of being a bit of a delinquent. She's loyal to a fault towards those who have earned her trust, even if she doesn't always agree with or even like them at the time. Hayakawa values freedom and hates being restricted, and has a tendency to lash out when she feels trapped.

SHORT BIOGRAPHY:
Born an only child, Hayakawa's parents separated shortly after she was born, and after a few years of struggling on his own, Hayakawa's father passed her along to her paternal grandmother to raise. Her grandmother did her best, and meant well, but the family was always busy and short on money, and the older lady was never able to keep up with a growing child. As a result, Hayakawa spent most of her time away from the house, getting lost in whatever she found herself in at the time, from gaming, to graffiti, hover board joyriding, skipping curfew and generally causing trouble.

While bright enough as an individual, Hayakawa never paid much attention in school. Scraping by with her education, only barely making it into Izumi Academy, Hayakawa has managed to claw herself back from the brink and regularly scores smack dab in the middle of the pack nowadays. A bit notorious for her poor relationship with school faculty, Hayakawa has gotten into trouble with the police more than once throughout her school career. Her poor reaction to the rumor mill and trouble with authority have earned her the perception of a delinquent and bully.

Doing her best to ignore the perceptions of others, Hayakawa spends her days interacting with the few people she actually cares about and skating through school, using socializing and gaming as a coping mechanisms. As paying for University is well outside of her grandmother's meager means, and the fact that she is expected to carry on the family traditions whether she wants to or not, Hayakawa's future remains a constant source of turmoil and dread.

TRIVIA:
Hayalawa's grandmother runs one of the few Shinto temples left in Yokohama, which she is expected to inherit the running of when she gets older. While not an ardent practitioner herself, several of her grandmother's superstitions have rubbed off on Hayakawa.

Somewhere on the temple grounds, Hayakawa ran into a small black tuxedo cat and the critter has followed her everywhere ever since. Hayakawa has named him Merlin.

Hayakawa will take her hover board everywhere she goes, regularly using it instead of public transportation. The piece is highly modified.

Hayakawa's most recent obsession is biolight grafitti tagging. More easily cleaned off than regular paint, but bathes the streets in bioluminescent neon lights.

OTHER: Hayakawa's game of choice are typically games falling into the JRPG genre and old Final Fantasy games.

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Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Galahad Caradoc

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A busy night brought a busy morning, as the remaining members of Team Kirin saddled up, with chocobos courtesy of the Castle- and Leonhart by extension. Having learned from their prior experience, Galahad spent the night resting in his armor- or at least part of it. The plates still came off, but at least for the foreseeable future, it appeared that Galahad would be living in his dragon-leather under armor. It was lucky then, that he had two sets of the leather armor, though its original purpose was to have a spare set if one was damaged, not to be nightwear.

While the rest of the remaining Kirin members mounted up on their new Chocobos, Galahad was greeted by his ever-present companion, Korin. Like many of the chocobos afforded to nobility and Leonhart’s warriors, Korin was a bird of the silver-gray variety, a crest of patchy grey and black, and its slightly more soft feathers noting it as a creature born of Edren’s north instead of its southern heart lands. Like Galahad, Korin bore plates of blued steel on its head and chest- though this was more for display than actual protection. Korin, while brave and steadfast in its own right, was no fighting mount.

The roads eventually gave way to a familiar sea of tall emerald grass, the mountains of his home bordering the edges of the earthen sea. Galahad breathed out a sigh of relief, almost glad to be back on the road again. As much as he loved his cousin, visits to Balmung were always a bit exhausting. Far too busy for his liking- ironic because Midgar was often louder and just as bustling with activity.

As both the newly appointed leader of their little expedition- and most familiar with the path back home, Galahad found himself at the head of their party, occasionally glancing back at the others. Their number had dropped from its original ten, which was both a curse and a blessing. A small group moved faster and more quietly, and was easier to maneuver both into and out of trouble, but now they had considerably fewer blades and resources at their disposal. Still, they’d have to make do with what they had- at the very least they hadn’t been beset by disgruntled members of the Unicorn party as soon as they left the gates. Not yet anyway.

Galahad looked down at his mount as the bird began coasting off to the side, a bit concerned at Korin’s sudden lack of focus, but relaxed as he saw what the bird was doing. The large chocobo was apparently curious about one of his new traveling companions, or maybe he smelled something- as the creature began poking its beak at one of the saddlebags of their resident White Mage.

”Korin.” Galahad chided the chocobo, ”Stop being nosy.”

To Neve, Galahad offered a small chuckle. ”I think he likes you. Or maybe he's hungry.”

”How are you holding up?” Galahad asked, frowning slightly. It wasn't hard to see the concern on his face, the white mage seemed tired- understandably so. ”Last night was busy, wasn't it? ”

Neve pulled her gaze away from the scenery in front of her and towards the armored chocobo that had strafed near hers. She blinked as the bird prodded its smooth beak against her saddlebag, a motion that had drawn a strained giggle from her lips as she reached forward to stroke its head. For some reason, his feathers felt abnormally soft beneath her fingers, at least, compared to her own chocobo. She wondered why that was so.

A more hearty chuckle left her as she reached into her saddlebag and pulled out a small clump of greens. ”Sharp little chocobo.” Neve smiled at Korin and held out the bushel of gysahl greens towards him. Of course he was hungry. He had been walking for a while, after all.

Galahad’s words made her jump a little; she didn’t expect to be spoken to. Nevertheless, her smile became more warm in the face of the dragoon’s presence. ”I’m alright… last night was busy, but it isn’t something I’m not used to.” She glanced away, her smile fading for just a moment, before she returned her gaze to him. ”How are you faring? Well, I hope.”

”Well, we’ll doubtlessly be relying on you a lot as we move along.” Galahad replied, pulling off his helmet to get some air. ”Healing artes are incredible, my brother had a knack for magic, myself well- not so much, so I just stick with this big stick here.”

Galahad chuckled lightly, sighing a bit as he looked out at the emerald green grasses ahead of them. It shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise that the mage had seen her fair share of hardship- he’d expect not much else from a group of individuals brave- or foolhardy enough to embark on a journey far from home to fight an enemy they didn’t know the nature of. There was a short silence for a moment, as Galahad took a glance back at the rest of their party.

”I’m a little anxious, to be honest with you, the responsibility of a half dozen disparate personalities weighs heavy.” Reaching beneath the armored cap on the top of Korin’s head, Galahad scratched at the top of the large bird’s headfeathers. ”It's easier to coordinate folk when they all do what I do. Nowadays, I’m more used to just telling Korin what to do- at least the bird always listens to me.”

Neve nodded solemnly at his first statement. She was an invaluable asset merely because of her ability to use white magic. People told her that nearly her entire life. When he mentioned his brother, she perked up a little. His brother knew magic? She wondered what kind of spells he knew. Perhaps he was even a mage– or even a white mage like her. What would the odds be? She bit her tongue when he continued speaking and announced his anxiety over his position. That was right… they had assigned him as a sort of faux leader for the time being. That was what she remembered.

”I don’t blame you. Responsibility such as yours would weigh heavy on anyone’s shoulders.” She gave him a more genuine smile as she continued with a light-hearted voice. ”Just don’t let it get to your head too much, lest you get yourself sick with worry. If that were to happen, I’d have to shoulder your burdens, and it’ll be quite a messy situation.”

She tipped her head at him as she pondered what he had said before. ”Your brother knows magic?”

Galahad chuckled a bit at Neve's comment, nodding in good humored agreement, though he grew quieter as the white mage brought up his brother. It was less an upset quiet and more a wistful one, as Galahad shifted in his seat.

”Yes, my younger brother, Gerant, was part of the Edren Hospitalier Corps- heavily armored medical troops. He was a bright one, a bit eccentric.” Galahad grimaced a bit. ”I never really appreciated him or his abilities when we were younger. Now he's gone. He was lost in the fighting with Osprey.”

Her face immediately fell at his words. ”O-oh, I’m… I’m so sorry,” Neve murmured as she turned to face ahead of her. Already, she could feel her face grow hot as she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat. War really was a cruel thing. For a moment, she wanted to tell Galahad that he should take comfort that his brother was at peace and rest within the lifestream, but she remembered that most people didn’t take solace in such a fact. ”I didn’t know.”

Galahad offered Neve a warm smile, even if it had hints of sadness behind it. ”I know. That's why I told you.” Galahad chuckled reassuringly. ”I miss him, but then I meet kind hearted folk like you and Arton, and I start thinking he never really left. I think Gerant would've liked this party- mostly.”

His kind words were enough to allow her to settle down. Neve softened her grip on her chocobo’s reigns and her knuckles ached in gratitude. ”Such kind words…” Neve’s smile returned, albeit much more muted than before. She kept her vision on the horizon, not daring to look back at him as of yet. ”I’m… glad you appreciate my company. The last thing I want is to be a bother.”

”No bother at all, I'm glad to have been able to catch your ear while things are still calm. Better than trying to find you while I'm hurt.” Galahad replied honestly. Spurring Korin slightly faster, slowly bringing him back to the lead of the party. He turned to glance back at the young white mage, a faint, soft smile on his face, helmet held above his long head of hair, ”Don't be afraid to call out if you require assistance in the future. I'm but a leap away.”

Galahad snorted lightly, obviously entertained by his own pun as he slipped on his helmet. Tuning into the conversations of the others in time to hear them mentioning Midgar as a next step. While it felt weird returning home so soon, it was a good place to gather up information on Valheim held Osprey in relative safety. They wouldn't have to worry about the locals being unwilling to aid them either- his family had lorded over the town for generations now. Incidentally, Galahad made no adjustments to his course. He may have been subconsciously leading them towards Osprey by way of Midgar already.

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The Envenomed

ECHO DOMAIN - PLATFORM #2884

The more subtle tactics of war were still new to Echo. Its proficiencies had taken it mainly to the front lines, where maneuver warfare and armor tactics generally took precedent over small unit tactics. It wasn't to say that Echo was not able to perform as necessary, it just lacked the experience to make the platform comfortable leading organisms that weren't within its collective. As such, the Echo platform settled for following the lead of those that appeared to be more well versed with covert maneuvers. Its bulk put itself at the rear of the stack, allowing it to provide rear security for their element. If they breached the building through the door, the Echo platform would've been too large and lumbering to move in with speed anyway. Its Microforms, considerably smaller and more maneuverable deployed instead. One clambered onto the back of the voidhanger, attaching to him like a backpack, its arms out of the man's line of sight, but ready to spring forward to block oncoming fire, and its beam turret sitting above his shoulder, effectively rendering the fast moving man a mobile turret. The other moved to the far corner of the wall, its sensor peaking around to give Echo a better situational awareness.

"Confirmed.", while the Echo platform did not speak physically, its mechanized voice crackled through the earpieces of its squadmates, "Pinging contact with provided comms code. Standby."

The Echo platform began to ping their contact with the provided comms code, though paused as its sensors noticed a different ping, roughly matching that of the local allies. The Microform's sensor turned in the direction of the ping, noticing the house and figure within it. It appeared that they had gained the attention of someone within. Quietly, the Endoform manipulated the controls on its autocannon, unlocking its ammunition belt from its 'safe' position. It was hard to translate the concept of humanoid feelings to the Unztadtlige, but at this point in time, its host organisms processed a reaction most similar to 'unease'.

"Interrogative: ZRF-adjacent ping detected. Distance: 13.72 meters. Northwest. Grey house. Single unknown mininmum. Be advised: ping is similar to local forces, visual sensor cannot confirm friendly. Alert: We have been detected."

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Galahad Caradoc

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"And you wonder why I don't like visiting you, cousin..." Galahad sighed, pulling his helmet off as Leonhardt tried to defuse the tensions in the courtyard. Etro knew Galahad certainly loved the man, but Leonhardt's ways never always made sense to Galahad, even when they were younger. Still, even if his words did not satisfy everyone in attendance, they still performed their intended function, which was to break the standoff. Weapons were lowered and conflict was avoided- at least for the time being. Galahad had the sinking suspicion that such a peace wouldn't last for long. On another day, Galahad mightve taken offense at the Viera's words, questioning and accusing his king, but as things stood, tensions were high enough without the party bickering with each other over something as insignificant as words.

Turning back to their motley crew, Galahad took stock of his comrades. Izayoi had offered the Skaelian gunbreaker a position in their party- not sure whose place that was to offer one another positions, but the samurai had a nose for talent at the very least, and an extra blade at their side was another not pointed at then. Arton had taken Neve to begin caring for the wounded, a good head on his shoulders, that one. The two weren't dissimilar in age- in many ways, the swordsman reminded Galahad of his younger brother.

Galahad frowned, he hadn't thought of Gareth in a little while. Earnest steadfast, and unfortunately, dead before his time. Lost in the war with Osprey- a conflict Galahad would sooner forget. Even if he understood the politics of it, he had never particularly cared to participate. War was an old man's game fought and bled for by his sons and daughters. Gareth was unfortunately just another piece lost in a rivalry so old that Galahad couldn't even remember when it started.

Galahad returned to the conversation in time to hear Izayoi bring up the topic of leadership in the party- it was a question that had to be asked sooner or later. Galahad already had a few ideas of people he might've thought suitable, or people who might've thought themselves suitable. How surprised he was then, when Izayoi nominated him to the role of leadership. Galahad raised a surprised eyebrow- though he had the feeling the nomination wasn't because the woman had a change of heart and suddenly liked Edrenians.

Before he could respond, the red mage was quick to interject, standing across from him as though they were about to duel- was that what he wanted? Galahad scoffed- he had no idea what the Red mage's problem was, but he certainly seemed to have some issue the Dragoon at any given opportunity. From before they'd even met the mage had seemingly been intent on otherwise making a fool of him whenever possible. Galahad's eyes returned to Arton as the red mage continued, signaling his favor for the shield warrior.

"If you have a problem with me just say it." Galahad asserted, "I'd rather know now than wake up with your blade in my spine."

Leifur echoed Galahad's thoughts well, the man was a talented fighter but he lacked the experience. A skilled leader was more than just a talented warrior- though it certainly helped. Leadership was a burden more than it was a privilege. Bad things happened, hard decisions had to be made, and the consequences would ultimately fall on who was in charge- whether that was Galahad or someone else. Leifur's support was succinct and simple- he'd support Galahad, so long as he wasn't an idiot. A fair enough stipulation as he'd ever heard. Galahad offered the viera a short, acknowledging nod.

"Arton is reliable and steadfast." Galahad said acknowledgingly, as he approached the swordsman. "I trust him readily in a fight, but I agree, he doesn't have enough experience- yet anyway."

"If everyone here is mostly in agreement, I will take on this burden." Galahad continued, his eyes slowly looking over his new companions for the time being. There was no need for flowery speeches or grand promises of devotion. They were a collection of mercenaries, soldiers and wanderers, they'd make their opinions well known without his input- his only goal would be to point their collective energy in a way that wouldn't kill them all.

"Our experiences and skills are vast and varied, if you'd have suggestions, I would hear them. I have no intentions on running a dictatorship." Galahad's eyes rested on Izayoi and her blade, "I doubt my head would stay on its shoulders for very long if I did."

So long as no one else opposed, it now seemed as though Galahad would be assuming the role of the party's leader. He wasn't as delusional to think that he was assuming control of a military unit, no they were a collection of free men and women. He was a deciding vote more than a platoon leader. Still, there was now weight to his decisions- for better or for worse. Galahad placed a hand on Arton's shoulder, squeezing it affirmingly and sighed tiredly.

"I hope I haven't upset you, I'll be relying on you a lot in these coming days."

The Envenomed

ECHO DOMAIN - PLATFORM #2884

The journey had been slower than expected, less efficient, more inconvenient. It was not entirely unexpected that the foliage in the mission zone was too heavy to allow the Warform unimpeded travel. Nor was it entirely unexpected that their ad hoc unit would be interacting with the irregular forces of the Zanovia Reclamation Front. From what the platform could tell, the ZRF had not picked up on the idea that the Envenomed were any more than just another pack of mercenaries- a camouflage that would suit their purposes well. It appeared that such deployments were doomed to be a regular thing for the Echo Platform. Though this was in fact, literally what it had signed up for- discretion was rarely one of it was known for- after all, the Echo - Platform had designed itself for conventional warfare, not the more clandestine activities of the Envenomed. Still, without adaptation, the platform was doomed to be left behind by the times, which could not do. Wars came and went, the Echo Platform stayed, adaptation was merely the tune of the music that played.

In the spirit of adaptation, the Echo - Platform had spent time developing proper fragments with which to carry out its more clandestine tasks. Though it was loathe to separate itself- and by extension the available firepower available to protect its core, this situation was perfect to test its new capabilities. While the crew dismounted from its back, the 'skull' of the Warform had opened, and to the ZRF's horror, had deposited onto the ground a smaller- if still hulking- machine body. The Endoform, was joined by two Microforms hitching a ride on the back of each shoulder as its hands hefted one of the Warforms large 30mm rotary autocannons. While not exactly discreet, it was considerably smaller than the hulking Warform, and the metal plating covering the platform shifted slightly to match the colors of its surroundings, though were still a far cry from true camouflage.

The head of the Endoform turned as one of the Envenomed spoke: Salvator Rasch, a voidhanger and soldier. He would be leading the unit towards the small village their contact was awaiting them within. As the pointman began his approach, one of the Microforms hopped off the Endoform's shoulder to begin trailing after the soldier as both backup, and ready to throw itself up as an expendable shield if necessary. The other Microform quickly advanced as well, hidden behind the underbrush and fallen trees, acting as the the Endoform's eyes and ears further out. Acting in unison, the Endoform nodded as it hunched down as low as it could go. While walking along in such a position would be uncomfortable to say the least for most humanoids, Unztadtlige did not have those same limitations.

"Echo form, advancing." Echo notified the squad as it began pushing up with Rasch, roughly five meters back and an additional five out as it fanned out behind the man.

The Envenomed

ECHO

"Fire mission received. Executing- *BRRRRRRT*"

Name: ECHO DOMAIN - PLATFORM #2884 EIHWAZ OF GREHENIA PRIME
Age: 190, Constituted in the year 4047
Species: Unztadtlige​

Appearance:
The Echo Platform commonly displays itself in one of three forms: Warform, Endoform and Microform- though other shapes may be formed as necessary, depending on the situation.

Warform

The Echo Platform's 'Warform' is its primary form, consisting of the entirety of its colony's constituents. The Warform appears as a massive, hulking cybernetic platform, propelling itself on 6 trunk-like legs, reminiscent of some sort of beast or centaur. Towering above the battlefield at 16 feet in height, the Echo Platform is less a single soldier, and more the equivalent of an armored unit. Covered in thick alloy plating and bristling with weapons, the Echo Platform's body also incorporates a series of ladders, catwalks and nests to allow humanoid allies to climb and ride upon it, either for transportation of combat maneuvers.

Endoform

Deploying from the 'skull' of the Echo Platform's Warform, the Endoform is more reminiscent of its humanoid compatriots. Its constituents consist of the primary governing organisms of the Echo Platform's 'mind', and takes the form of an 7 and a half foot tall mechanoid. The Unztadtlige​ organisms themselves are nestled deep within the heart of the heavy armor plating, its robotic manipulators allowing it to interface with humanoid scale weapons. The Endoform is employed when the Echo Platform requires access to areas too small for its Warform's bulk, primarily within the confines of buildings or ships.

Microform

Consisting of the more 'independent' organisms within the Echo Platform's constituents, the Microform is reminiscent of a small quadruped, both lightly armed and armored. Fast and small, the Mircoform stands at little more than a foot tall, and is designed for more noncombat roles, such as reconnaissance or maintenance.

Background:
Constituted in 4047, the Echo Platform traces its origins to various Unztadtlige platforms in the Grehenia system, a rough frontier system on the fringes of Yrrkadian Dominion space. Grehenia Prime was a near inhospitable world, basically a frozen, ice covered rock at the edge of the system. The Echo platform spent most of its early years within a small community of mixed species settlers, carving out and building expansive tunnel networks caverns underneath the warmer crust of the planet. Though life was simple, it was far from peaceful, as the Echo Platform would also find itself occasionally venturing out of its caverns with its fellows, engaging in brush wars and skirmishes with other Unztadlidge platforms and their respective communities as they fought for space and what little resources the icy world possessed.

After a hundred and some odd years of skirmishes and tunnel building, Grehenia finally reached some odd measure of peace. The surviving communities had expanded, and their Unztadlige guardians had grown enough to finally fight themselves to standstills. With that uneasy peace came eventual cooperation, as tunnel networks joined with one another, sharing processes and technologies that allowed the world underneath the surface to reach some standard of living. Trade began to flourish, and as production increased, interested merchants from the core of the Yrrkadian Dominion finally began paying attention to the frozen frontier.

Prosperity came with its own drawbacks however, Grehenia was now on the map and its Yrrkadian overlords decided it was time to collect their dues. The Dominion needed resources, taxes, and soldiers. The Echo Platform, was one of those selected to join the Dominion ranks, joining the ranks of one of the Dominion's many armored corps. There were rebellions to be put down, land to be subjugated and terraformed, and planets to be conquered. The Echo Platform took part in conflict all across Dominion space, its unique talents allowing it to both help build operating bases and the foundations for new colonies, whilst simultaneously laying waste to forces that would oppose them.

Over his many decades of service to the Yrrkadian Dominion, the Echo Platform found itself fighting and building within the Helios Expanse during its subjugation, as well as participating in all 29 years of the Veiled War between the three burgeoning powers in various capacities. The Echo Platform found itself at within the ranks of an armored engineering corp, operating with several of its own kind alongside the various races of the Yrrkadian Dominion and their new human allies in the Dolsevics. Proxy wars were the norm, quick flashpans of violence, Echo and its compatriots rolling over unprepared lines with their armored bulk before conventional forces took to the field to hold their new positions.

As open war finally broke out between the superpowers, The Echo Platform found itself engaged in particularly vicious fighting in the Helios theatre, fighting a losing war as enemies closed in on them from all directions. Frankly, it was a miracle that the Echo Platform finished the war still in one piece, if many of its constituents had been shattered during the conflict. With its unit utterly decimated over the course of its fighting with the League, the Echo Platform found itself adrift, with no allies around it, and no flag to keep it loyal to the Dominion. In an act of open rebellion- or self preservation, the Echo Platform decreed itself independent, and sought out greener pastures.

The Echo Platform emigrated for space untouched by at least its own weapons, where no one knew of it, finally settling on the Black City Knossos. While initially trying to keep its proverbial head down, engaging in more developmental tasks than combat ones, it wasn't long before the agents of the Intransigence sought them out. Unztadlige were rare to come by in Intranszjednota space, and word had quickly spread of a particularly large one settling down within their borders. Their promise to it was a simple one- a few decades of service, in return for a small expeditionary force to rebuild and recolonize one of the destroyed worlds within Intranszjednota space.

What was a few more decades of warfare?

Character Evaluation:
Calm and polite, the Echo Platform is cordial and accommodating, if a bit cold and reserved. Even after decades, it finds verbal communication an odd, and frankly unnecessarily complicated form of conveying ideas and commands, though recognizes that it is the primary method in which non-Unztadlige interact with one another. A bit robotic, the Echo Platform has a habit of repeating commands given to it before carrying them out to the best of its ability. The Echo Platform respects authority and rarely questions orders, and while it may occasionally bring up its own opinions or ask for clarification, it rarely if ever outright ignores commands given to it- sometimes just working to fit the spirit of the order, if not the exact wording.

The Echo Platform is rather gullible, and is only recently understanding the concept of 'lies', comparing it to a form of asymmetric guerilla warfare, only with words. It is steadfast and loyal, fully expecting everyone within its operational ranks to be so as well. Echo does not respond well to emotional outbursts, more out of a lack of understanding than disregard, and has a tendency to misinterpret idioms, often interpreting them literally.

Skills:

• Conventional and siege warfare
• Armored and mechanized infantry tactics
• Construction and Engineering
• Remote Reconnaissance
• Gunsmithing and arms repair
• Mining

Loadout:

Warform

• High Output Siege Beam Cannon - Taking the form a massive turret mounted to the top of the Warform, the 200mm Siege Beam Cannon is a powerful anti-armor and anti-installation weapon meant to project overwhelming concentrated fire over a tremendous field of engagement. Though it suffers in rate of fire and ease of use, it makes up for it by doing what it does best- putting a big hole in whatever it points out from outside of reach
• Light Autocannon x2 - Mounted on either side of the Warform's head are a pair of belt-fed chainguns, firing guided birounds. These Autocannons serve as the Warform's secondary or general purpose weapons, firing at infantry and armored targets alike, and are also effective for suppressing enemy positions.
• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannons x10 - With 4 mounted directly on the head, and the other 6 on various parts of the Warforms sides and rear, the AP Beam Cannons are meant to provide the Warform with precise, close ranged defense against enemy infantry and missile targets. The four cannons mounted directly on the head can serve a credible threat to close in armored targets as well in a pinch.
• Reactive Heavy Nano-Composite Armor - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the incredibly thick armor plating on the Warform is capable of shrugging off considerable amounts of enemy fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations.
• Mounted Heavy Machinegun - A simple, turret mounted heavy machinegun, meant to be operated by infantry hitching a ride on the Warform. Even thousands of years into the future, some things never go out of fashion.
• Armored Canopy - A retracting armored canopy allows the Warform to accommodate about a small number of operators upon its back. An energy shield provides riders with excellent awareness and the ability to fire their own weapons from relative safety.
• Anti-Grav Field Propulsion - While the Warform's primary mode of locomotion are its six stabilized legs, each leg also comes equipped with an Anti-Grav projector, allowing it to hover, or 'skate' across the battlefield at moderate speeds. Firing on the move is possible, but the effects of weapon recoil are more pronounced.
• Fabrication Array - A set of large scale tools and machinery can be deployed to perform large bulk work, from drilling to cutting and mining, or prepping land for field fortifications. With the proper materials, it can also bulk manufacture materials like ammunition or weapon barrels.

Endoform

• Light Autocannon - Deploying from the Warform, the Endoform comandeers one of the Warform's autocannons for use as its primary weapon.
• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannons x2 - In its Endoform, the Echo platform mounts one of the Warform's many AP Beam Cannons on each of its forearms as secondary weapons.
• Squad Energy Shield - In its Endoform, Echo also cannibalizes the Warform's energy shield projector from its back, allowing the Endoform to project a directional shield in front of it to provide protection to its comrades.
• Anti-Gravity Cudgel - Taking the form of a steel kanabo style weapon, this heavy cudgel serves as the Endoform's melee weapon of choice, when not using its powerful limbs. Gravity manipulators built into the weapon allow it to strike with incredible- if ungainly weight.
• Reactive Light Nano-Composite Armor - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the thick armor plating on the Endoform is capable of shrugging off considerable amounts of enemy small arms fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations.
• Anti-Grav Field Propulsion - While the Endoform's primary mode of locomotion are its legs, each leg and its back also comes equipped with an Anti-Grav projector, allowing it to boost, or 'skate' across the battlefield at relatively quick speeds.
• Construction Suite - A set of tools, arms and machinery allowing the Endoform to assist or take lead in building field fortifications.

Microform

• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannon - In its Microform, deploys takes one of the Warform's many AP Beam Cannons as its primary weapon. The weapon is mounted beneath its 'jaw'.
• Reactive Light Nano-Composite Armored Forearms - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the ars of the Mircoform are is capable of shrugging off a small amount of enemy small arms fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations. Built in claws also allow the forearms to be used as melee weapons.
• Engineering Suite - A series of small arms and tools allow the Microform to perform intricate work on structures and systems.
• Reconnaissance Suite - A set of cameras and sensors smart linked to both the main host's awareness and the squad's HUD.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Galahad Caradoc

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"It's just one thing after another it seems." Galahad grumbled darkly. They had arrived in the the courtyard just in time to find Leonhart and his guards being attacked by a group of Valheim soldiers. Galahad's legs had tensed, he was about to leap into the air to aid his cousin when another group of adventurers had arrived- seemingly members of Team Unicorn. Galahad was about to commend them on their quick work when one of them leveled their weapon at Neve, their team healer. His hand clenched around his halberd, taking a step forward to say something.

However, it appeared others were faster than he- within moments Izayoi and another individual were pointing weapons at one another, while Zeidgram had slammed his weapon into the threatening man- undoubtedly worsening the already hair trigger tensions. Things were spiraling out of control and fast, and knowing how short a few of the tempers in the room were, Galahad feared that things were about to turn deadly.

"Enough!" Galahad slammed the butt of his halberd upon a tile on the courtyard, cracking it. His voice boomed through the courtyard, finally taking on the full timbre of his command voice, a far cry from the softer tone he'd been speaking with up until now. Stepping forward slightly, Galahad placed himself in front of their accosted white mage, an arm pushing her behind the bulk of his armor. Notably though, Galahad didn't level his weapon at anyone. The blue armor and Edrenian crest made him look more like a member of Leonhart's personal cohort than it did a passing adventurer.

"Everyone needs to lower their weapons and take a step back." Galahad continued, his voice now returning to its softer tone. "Tensions are high, people may be hurt. But the Gunbreaker is right, we are supposed to be allies right now. There may still be more valheim in the castle, and we can't afford to be pointing weapons inward, when we should be pointing them outwards."

Galahad's helmeted head shifted from the gunbreaker, to the samurai, to the red mage and the blonde. "If your party has wounded, they should he tended to, but not with threats against the life of our healer. That sounds reasonable enough, doesn't it?"

The Evenomed: Violent Military SciFi Action Across A Post-War Expanse

ECHO

"Fire mission received. Executing- *BRRRRRRT*"

Name: ECHO DOMAIN - PLATFORM #2884 EIHWAZ OF GREHENIA PRIME
Age: 190, Constituted in the year 4047
Species: Unztadtlige​

Appearance:
The Echo Platform commonly displays itself in one of three forms: Warform, Endoform and Microform- though other shapes may be formed as necessary, depending on the situation.

Warform

The Echo Platform's 'Warform' is its primary form, consisting of the entirety of its colony's constituents. The Warform appears as a massive, hulking cybernetic platform, propelling itself on 6 trunk-like legs, reminiscent of some sort of beast or centaur. Towering above the battlefield at 16 feet in height, the Echo Platform is less a single soldier, and more the equivalent of an armored unit. Covered in thick alloy plating and bristling with weapons, the Echo Platform's body also incorporates a series of ladders, catwalks and nests to allow humanoid allies to climb and ride upon it, either for transportation of combat maneuvers.

Endoform

Deploying from the 'skull' of the Echo Platform's Warform, the Endoform is more reminiscent of its humanoid compatriots. Its constituents consist of the primary governing organisms of the Echo Platform's 'mind', and takes the form of an 7 and a half foot tall mechanoid. The Unztadtlige​ organisms themselves are nestled deep within the heart of the heavy armor plating, its robotic manipulators allowing it to interface with humanoid scale weapons. The Endoform is employed when the Echo Platform requires access to areas too small for its Warform's bulk, primarily within the confines of buildings or ships.

Microform

Consisting of the more 'independent' organisms within the Echo Platform's constituents, the Microform is reminiscent of a small quadruped, both lightly armed and armored. Fast and small, the Mircoform stands at little more than a foot tall, and is designed for more noncombat roles, such as reconnaissance or maintenance.

Background:
Constituted in 4047, the Echo Platform traces its origins to various Unztadtlige platforms in the Grehenia system, a rough frontier system on the fringes of Yrrkadian Dominion space. Grehenia Prime was a near inhospitable world, basically a frozen, ice covered rock at the edge of the system. The Echo platform spent most of its early years within a small community of mixed species settlers, carving out and building expansive tunnel networks caverns underneath the warmer crust of the planet. Though life was simple, it was far from peaceful, as the Echo Platform would also find itself occasionally venturing out of its caverns with its fellows, engaging in brush wars and skirmishes with other Unztadlidge platforms and their respective communities as they fought for space and what little resources the icy world possessed.

After a hundred and some odd years of skirmishes and tunnel building, Grehenia finally reached some odd measure of peace. The surviving communities had expanded, and their Unztadlige guardians had grown enough to finally fight themselves to standstills. With that uneasy peace came eventual cooperation, as tunnel networks joined with one another, sharing processes and technologies that allowed the world underneath the surface to reach some standard of living. Trade began to flourish, and as production increased, interested merchants from the core of the Yrrkadian Dominion finally began paying attention to the frozen frontier.

Prosperity came with its own drawbacks however, Grehenia was now on the map and its Yrrkadian overlords decided it was time to collect their dues. The Dominion needed resources, taxes, and soldiers. The Echo Platform, was one of those selected to join the Dominion ranks, joining the ranks of one of the Dominion's many armored corps. There were rebellions to be put down, land to be subjugated and terraformed, and planets to be conquered. The Echo Platform took part in conflict all across Dominion space, its unique talents allowing it to both help build operating bases and the foundations for new colonies, whilst simultaneously laying waste to forces that would oppose them.

Over his many decades of service to the Yrrkadian Dominion, the Echo Platform found itself fighting and building within the Helios Expanse during its subjugation, as well as participating in all 29 years of the Veiled War between the three burgeoning powers in various capacities. The Echo Platform found itself at within the ranks of an armored engineering corp, operating with several of its own kind alongside the various races of the Yrrkadian Dominion and their new human allies in the Dolsevics. Proxy wars were the norm, quick flashpans of violence, Echo and its compatriots rolling over unprepared lines with their armored bulk before conventional forces took to the field to hold their new positions.

As open war finally broke out between the superpowers, The Echo Platform found itself engaged in particularly vicious fighting in the Helios theatre, fighting a losing war as enemies closed in on them from all directions. Frankly, it was a miracle that the Echo Platform finished the war still in one piece, if many of its constituents had been shattered during the conflict. With its unit utterly decimated over the course of its fighting with the League, the Echo Platform found itself adrift, with no allies around it, and no flag to keep it loyal to the Dominion. In an act of open rebellion- or self preservation, the Echo Platform decreed itself independent, and sought out greener pastures.

The Echo Platform emigrated for space untouched by at least its own weapons, where no one knew of it, finally settling on the Black City Knossos. While initially trying to keep its proverbial head down, engaging in more developmental tasks than combat ones, it wasn't long before the agents of the Intransigence sought them out. Unztadlige were rare to come by in Intranszjednota space, and word had quickly spread of a particularly large one settling down within their borders. Their promise to it was a simple one- a few decades of service, in return for a small expeditionary force to rebuild and recolonize one of the destroyed worlds within Intranszjednota space.

What was a few more decades of warfare?

Character Evaluation:
Calm and polite, the Echo Platform is cordial and accommodating, if a bit cold and reserved. Even after decades, it finds verbal communication an odd, and frankly unnecessarily complicated form of conveying ideas and commands, though recognizes that it is the primary method in which non-Unztadlige interact with one another. A bit robotic, the Echo Platform has a habit of repeating commands given to it before carrying them out to the best of its ability. The Echo Platform respects authority and rarely questions orders, and while it may occasionally bring up its own opinions or ask for clarification, it rarely if ever outright ignores commands given to it- sometimes just working to fit the spirit of the order, if not the exact wording.

The Echo Platform is rather gullible, and is only recently understanding the concept of 'lies', comparing it to a form of asymmetric guerilla warfare, only with words. It is steadfast and loyal, fully expecting everyone within its operational ranks to be so as well. Echo does not respond well to emotional outbursts, more out of a lack of understanding than disregard, and has a tendency to misinterpret idioms, often interpreting them literally.

Skills:

• Conventional and siege warfare
• Armored and mechanized infantry tactics
• Construction and Engineering
• Remote Reconnaissance
• Gunsmithing and arms repair
• Mining

Loadout:

Warform

• High Output Siege Beam Cannon - Taking the form a massive turret mounted to the top of the Warform, the 200mm Siege Beam Cannon is a powerful anti-armor and anti-installation weapon meant to project overwhelming concentrated fire over a tremendous field of engagement. Though it suffers in rate of fire and ease of use, it makes up for it by doing what it does best- putting a big hole in whatever it points out from outside of reach
• Light Autocannon x2 - Mounted on either side of the Warform's head are a pair of belt-fed chainguns, firing guided birounds. These Autocannons serve as the Warform's secondary or general purpose weapons, firing at infantry and armored targets alike, and are also effective for suppressing enemy positions.
• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannons x10 - With 4 mounted directly on the head, and the other 6 on various parts of the Warforms sides and rear, the AP Beam Cannons are meant to provide the Warform with precise, close ranged defense against enemy infantry and missile targets. The four cannons mounted directly on the head can serve a credible threat to close in armored targets as well in a pinch.
• Reactive Heavy Nano-Composite Armor - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the incredibly thick armor plating on the Warform is capable of shrugging off considerable amounts of enemy fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations.
• Mounted Heavy Machinegun - A simple, turret mounted heavy machinegun, meant to be operated by infantry hitching a ride on the Warform. Even thousands of years into the future, some things never go out of fashion.
• Armored Canopy - A retracting armored canopy allows the Warform to accommodate about a small number of operators upon its back. An energy shield provides riders with excellent awareness and the ability to fire their own weapons from relative safety.
• Anti-Grav Field Propulsion - While the Warform's primary mode of locomotion are its six stabilized legs, each leg also comes equipped with an Anti-Grav projector, allowing it to hover, or 'skate' across the battlefield at moderate speeds. Firing on the move is possible, but the effects of weapon recoil are more pronounced.
• Fabrication Array - A set of large scale tools and machinery can be deployed to perform large bulk work, from drilling to cutting and mining, or prepping land for field fortifications. With the proper materials, it can also bulk manufacture materials like ammunition or weapon barrels.

Endoform

• Light Autocannon - Deploying from the Warform, the Endoform comandeers one of the Warform's autocannons for use as its primary weapon.
• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannons x2 - In its Endoform, the Echo platform mounts one of the Warform's many AP Beam Cannons on each of its forearms as secondary weapons.
• Squad Energy Shield - In its Endoform, Echo also cannibalizes the Warform's energy shield projector from its back, allowing the Endoform to project a directional shield in front of it to provide protection to its comrades.
• Anti-Gravity Cudgel - Taking the form of a steel kanabo style weapon, this heavy cudgel serves as the Endoform's melee weapon of choice, when not using its powerful limbs. Gravity manipulators built into the weapon allow it to strike with incredible- if ungainly weight.
• Reactive Light Nano-Composite Armor - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the thick armor plating on the Endoform is capable of shrugging off considerable amounts of enemy small arms fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations.
• Anti-Grav Field Propulsion - While the Endoform's primary mode of locomotion are its legs, each leg and its back also comes equipped with an Anti-Grav projector, allowing it to boost, or 'skate' across the battlefield at relatively quick speeds.
• Construction Suite - A set of tools, arms and machinery allowing the Endoform to assist or take lead in building field fortifications.

Microform

• Short Range Low Output Anti-Personnel Beam Cannon - In its Microform, deploys takes one of the Warform's many AP Beam Cannons as its primary weapon. The weapon is mounted beneath its 'jaw'.
• Reactive Light Nano-Composite Armored Forearms - A unique blend of Unztadlige bio-cybernetic tech, the ars of the Mircoform are is capable of shrugging off a small amount of enemy small arms fire, and can even repair itself- though the rate of repair is too slow to be notable during combat operations. Built in claws also allow the forearms to be used as melee weapons.
• Engineering Suite - A series of small arms and tools allow the Microform to perform intricate work on structures and systems.
• Reconnaissance Suite - A set of cameras and sensors smart linked to both the main host's awareness and the squad's HUD.