Fantasy Dread Labyrinth CS

[Thalia_Neko]

Heres the CS again! :>
Feel free to make it look however you want! :> it can be basic, or pretty!
Use anime, or fantasy-like pics please. Or some art. But try not to use a real world person. Thanks


Name:
Age:
Gender
Height
Weight

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Background and Self

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Dread System
Chosen
Dread Name:
Dread Tag: (something the DS gives you as like a label. Example: Iron Wall, Blazing Heart, Alchemist of Higher Potions, etc.)
Class:

Beacons

Talents
Main Talent (S Rank)
_ Talent Level
(level the S talent from 1-3, no more)

(choose/make 9 Talents) rank 8 of them between F and C, like a GM I'll have the end say)
if you make a Talent, explain a bit what its supposed to be like and do


Skills
Make 1 or 2. For now that's all we'll have

Parameters
List a handful of parameters, (not all of them), only the ones that are relevant to your character, if you can think of something thats relevant but isnt listed, add it to the parameters

Equip Menu
A character's equipment

Pack
(all items your char carries with them. includes things like materials and stuff --if you carry that)

Accessories
describe it (if any)

Armor
describe it (if any)

Weapon
describe it (if any)

 

[Thalia_Neko]

"What's so scary about DEATH? It's reversible after all, kiya~hihihi~"
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• General
• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Name: Yvette Ringle
  
  Age: 18
  Gender: Female
  Height: 5'4''
  Weight: 114 lbs
  
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  About
  A young girl who was raised in a loving environment, who had a bright future ahead of her. Until the Upheaval fkked the world. Her family was thrown into disarray. They fled. They managed to survive in a small settlement. However, the Chosen that defended the area weren't up for it. They were eventually overrun by the ever on-creeping of monsters. With the Chosen dead, monsters attacked the settlement. Alongside her family, Yvette ran and ran and ran and ran, until her legs ached, and her lungs burned with her gasping breaths. Unfortunately, though, it wasn't good enough. Her non-Talent parents couldn't get away. They stayed behind, shoving their daughter forward, telling her to run, to live. With their sacrifice, she did just that.
  
  On the very outreaches of Ambition, she fell. With her goal in sight, the girl reached out her hand, but she collapsed. With that..... She died. Or she would have, if the girl hadn't been chosen then.
  
  Something within her thundered. She awoke. Chosen.
  
  With newfound strength -literally- she had the power to make it to Ambition. With newly realized powers, she begun to change.
  
  A girl, once caring, and sweet, and cute, and ever-so gentle, began to be overcome by her status and class and new powers. You could say, overtaken. Even now, she's embracing them. Embracing the dark. The girl -Daeva Akasha Everdark- was born. A new "hope" for humanity.
  
  What will our little undead-enslaving witch of pure darkness get up to now? Time will only tell.
  
• 
  
  Chosen​
  
  Dread Name: Daeva Akasha Everdark
  Dread Tag:
  Class: Necromancer
  
  Beacons || 28 Quartz, 1 Emerald
  

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  Talents​
  
  
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  Necromancy: S
  Necromancy Level 5
  
  

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  Necromancy S​
  
  
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  Occult C || Poisoner F​
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  Mystic D || Witchcraft D
  
  Scythelore F || Killer F​
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  Genius C​
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  Seductress F​
  
  
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  Skills
  Raise Simple Undead Lv. 3
  >> Summon a skeleton, or other simply decaying undead creature. Acts like a stupid subservient tool for the summoner.
  Dark Usher Lv. 3
  >> Simple casted dark magic. Throws out balls of smog-like darkness that thumps, hits, and suffocates targets. And adds a small necrotic effect.
  Raise Unique Undead Lv. 2
  >>Some entities are known as 'Unique', and fall under this category. Can only control two 'Uniques' at a time, and not all raises will work every time (certain factors will deny the spell). However, unique undead possess skills and abilities regular undead do not. Extremely high mana consumption.
  Blight Resistance Lv. 1
  >>Resists various blights, such as poison mists, miasma, and cursed fields. The resistance strength increases with level. (As the necromancer enters such blights, appears as a video gamey 'bar'. Once filled, the necromancer will suffer the effects like anyone else.)
  
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  Parameters
  

  Vitality	19
  Willpower	44
  Mana	75
  Stamina	30
  Dexterity	52
  Intelligence	68
  Awareness	48
  Wickedness	34
  Undead Make	40
  Dark Force	56

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  Pack
  A couple low grade health potions she swiped. A mana potion. Some minor first aid supplies. Some small hygienic things for women. A sewing kit. These handful of things were dropped by terrified women who fled her, so she pocketed them. Small provisions and bits of foods she swiped.
  
  Accessories
  

  Mana Earring​

  Labyrinthian​

  Grade: Rare

  Effect: Lowers mana consumption of Spells.

  A keepsake from her parents. Given to them by their friend who was a Chosen that was tasked with defending their home. That didn't go well, so it passed to their hands. And now its in hers. Funny how that works.

  Armor
  

  The Witch's Black Skirts​

  Human-made​

  Grade: Common​

  Effect: None.​

  Dunno. Something just compelled her to swipe it when the shop owner wasn't looking. It suits her, no? Other than appearance, there's nothing particularly noteworthy about it.

  
  Weapon
  

  Death-Giving Dagger (twins)​	Labyrinthian​	Grade: Rare​	Effect: If this weapon kills something, restores mana equal to the level of the foe killed. Low tier enemies = small mana return. High tier enemies = high mana return, etc.	A pair of daggers dropped by a boy she scared with her manic visage.
  Black Hog Leather Whip​	Labyrinthian​	Grade: Common​	Effect: Deals more damage off the Wickedness parameter. Higher Wickedness = higher damage.	Bought with the Beacons she made with her first foray into the Labyrinth. Simple weapon, with small damage.

 

[Thanny]

• General Information
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Name: Thames Abreo
  Age: 28
  Gender: Male
  Height: 6' 1" (185 cm)
  Weight: 190 pounds (86 kg)
  
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  Background and Self:
  
  An unexciting life awaited Thames growing up. Eldest of three, he was groomed by his parents to be the heir of the jewelry shop passed down for three generations. He could not say no growing up, and he accepted his fate. Money was no object for schooling, clothes, and the like, but time was a precious thing, invaluable. Between all of the things planned for him, he enjoyed spending time with his younger siblings, Sondra and Mattius.
  
  Then came the Dread Labyrinth, and the end of technology as the world once knew it. Machining through electricity proved useless, and cutting gems was not only time-consuming, but exceedingly challenging. Once the gems were claimed up by rings and necklaces, Thames' parents took to other shops, and his grooming changed gears for a shopkeeper of human-made and Labyrinthine goods. This time, however, something sparked an interest far greater than his parents' wishes, and he said "no." He craved adventure. Here he found a possibility opening up and he wanted to seize it.
  
  He was not alone. Sondra joined him, both guising under the Artificial Dread System and having trained to be at least partially on par with real Chosen, and together they tried to conquer the Dread Labyrinth with a team of plucky go-getters, sticking chiefly to the upper levels so that they could support themselves and not rely on their parents' income. On Level 3, everything went downhill. A band of redcap goblins roamed and proved more difficult to take down than thought. A lucky shot took Sondra down, and with no healer available she died in his arms.
  
  Something awoke after that day, officialising his status as a Chosen. Whether this was Sondra supporting him or the Dungeon having some sense of irony or pity, he had no idea, but in his grief he surrounded himself with more assurances, more allies. With numbers on his side, deaths like Sondra's would not occur, or at most be rarer. Thames has yet to see the ones that killed her. Perhaps they were already slain by another, considering humanity has delved even into the sixth levels.
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  Dread Name: [will think of later]
  Dread Tag: [will think of later, if required]
  Class: Chosen -- Rash Rider
  
  Beacons: 22 Quartz.
  
  Talents
  Monster Riding (S Rank), Talent Level 2
  
  Axefaire: D [Ability to use and hold more powerful axes]
  Lancefaire: F [Ability to use and hold more powerful lances]
  Analyst: D [Ability to discern enchantments on magical items and potions.]
  Empathy: F [Ability to understand thoughts and feelings of others, human or otherwise.]
  Cooking: F [Ability to cook a meal with Dungeon ingredients with bonuses.]
  Lighten/Laden Weapon: D [Ability to make a handheld weapon lighter or heavier. Can later be used on projectiles.]
  Athletics: C [Running speed and increase to stamina.]
  Gripping: D [Enhances grip to not lose a held object.]
  
  Skills
  Monster Mount Lure, Level 1: Attract a monster mount to a specified location for a brief amount of time, extended longer with greater skill level.
  Cleave, Level 1: Standing still and concentrating on a weapon, the wielder can shoot forward to attack with higher power.
  
  Parameters
  List a handful of parameters, (not all of them), only the ones that are relevant to your character, if you can think of something thats relevant but isnt listed, add it to the parameters
  
  

  Vitality	30
  Strength	25
  Stamina	40
  Dexterity	40
  Intelligence	19
  Emotion	40
  Animal Handling	55

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  Pack
  Hunting knife, bedroll, rucksack, a change of clothes, two health potions, some rations.
  
  Accessories
  None.
  
  Armor
  Quilted tunic, human-made, with fur pauldrons and leather breastplate, also human-made.
  
  Weapon
  Wyrm Eye Bearded Axe, Labyrinthine, Grade: Rare, deals more damage with higher axelore talent. Description: Has a blackened axe head and red leather-wrapped hilt. A draconic, slitted eye looks out from the centre of the axe head. Creepy.

 

[AriAriAbabwa]

Lemondrop Meringue

• General
• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Name: Lemondrop Meringue
  
  Age: 19
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Height: 5'3
  
  Weight: 110 lbs
  
• 
  Self
  Lemondrop Meringue is the sole daughter and heir of the billion-dollar Meringue Shipping corporation. Her family's company reached around the globe, taking exports to and fro between countries. Adding to the family's ocean of wealth was the fact that they were willing to look past illegal smugglers. Lemondrop, eight years old at the time, lived a life of luxury and spotless marble floors. Houses full of servants and guards, and all of them at her disposal. Her father, Mangoshake Meringue, was as bombastic and exuberant as he was rich—and he adored his daughter. To this day, his personality rubs off on her.
  
  But everything changed when the Fire Nation Dread Labyrinth attacked.
  
  Suddenly, there was no need for a global shipping industry. Her family's workers had to serve themselves and their families. Currency and the economy as they knew it bit the dust. Like so many other companies, it seemed Meringue Shipping was going to be another relic of the past...
  
  
  
  But Mangoshake Meringue didn't build his company from the ground up for nothing! He saw the destruction of Meringue Shipping, and he laughed. Daughter in one hand and a dream in the other, he set to work in this new world.
  
  Armed with nothing but his fists and willpower, he was among the first to brave the Dread Labyrinth. He went toe-to-toe with the monsters that made his teammates scream and run, pocketing their dropped Beacons for himself. He pillaged the chests and eagerly noted his discoveries. Mangoshake's contributions paved the way for the founding of Ambition. These statements are definitely not exaggerated, no matter what anyone else says.
  
  But why?
  
  So he could profit off of his knowledge, of course! Mangoshake started his company small, much like how he began shining shoes as a boy to earn cash. He offered information to wanna-be Adventurers. As his Beacons grew, so did his business. He began selling loot taken from the Labyrinth. He recruited others to do the same, splitting their earnings between each other. Soon, he had a business offering money to Adventurers for things they found in the Labyrinth.
  
  As the years passed, Meringue Shipping became Meringue Spelunking. Mangoshake's business was one of the go-to brands if you wanted to gear up and Adventure! Need supplies for a beginner? Come to them! You'll get a special sale. Want to be a Raider? Meringue Spelunking will help you train with their employees and assets. You can purchase the monthly subscription, Meringue+, for more services and a sale on all future purchases (as long as you have the membership)!
  
  But while Mangoshake thrived in business, his daughter was growing up. Lemondrop was (and still is) infatuated with the Dread Labyrinth. She sees her "Daddy's" business and all the special equipment, and it makes her excited to experience it! What better place would there be than the frontlines, battling ferocious monsters while drenched in sweat and tired to the bone? To feel so dangerously close to death, yet alive? In Lemondrop's eyes, that was the Adventurer experience!
  
  With jovial permission from her Daddy (and extensive deals and meetings with the Dread Labyrinth Management Association), Lemondrop organized an expedition into the Dread Labyrinth. Although it looked more like an army than anything else. Beaming with joy, she led the tired soldiers into the depths, heeding the call of adventure! And it was glamorous.
  
  Lemondrop thoroughly enjoyed the expedition. It was like camping, but underground! She had a two-story tent (carried by the menial laborers she brought along); food prepared by celebrity chefs; portable magi-tech heaters and air conditioners. Sure, there may have been some incidents at the edges of her expedition. Something about monster attacks and their guards losing numbers. But after collecting the monsters' stashes of beacons and making sure the workers' funerals would be paid for, they continued their adventure!
  
  Lemondrop got to experience the excitement of opening her first chest! For the first time in her life, she held loot fresh out of the Labyrinth! All without breaking a sweat against the many threats of the beneath! After bravely sacrificing the lives of her loyal servants, Lemondrop's life became a whole lot more exciting.
  
  Her Dread System revealed an S-rank Talent.
  
  Everyone would know that in the next few days. Lemondrop's face appeared on merchandise and advertising—giant subtitles under her sparkling eyes, declaring her to be a national treasure! Curious people purchased newsletters about her. Lemondrop's book (that she definitely wrote; what's a ghost writer?) sold out. She was, after all, the one and only person with an S-rank Talent in MONEY! [Money talent makes the Chosen better at sniffing out valuable loot and opportunities. Beacon drops are better and loot is easier to come by.] It was as if her father was showing off his baby to the world! As a matter of fact, he was!
  
  And what better way to do that than sending her off to what would be a historical event? A team up involving every other rarity in the world: people with S-rank Talent levels! She could "write" another book, detailing the adventure! Merchandise sales would exponentially increase! They could get in touch with the other Adventurers' agents and make merchandise of them! It was truly a no-brainer to allow Lemondrop to join.
  
• 
  Chosen
  Dread Name: Lemondrop Meringue (yes, it's the same)
  Dread Tag: Penny Pincher
  
  Class: Capitalist
  
  Beacons: 3035 Quartz, 23 Emerald, 1 Gold (there is more, but they're stored in the Meringue vault)
  
  Talents
  MONEY (S Rank) [Money talent makes the Chosen better at sniffing out valuable loot and opportunities. Beacon drops are better and loot is easier to come by.]
  Money Level 3
  
  Cooking: F [her specialty is baking lemon pastries!]
  Persuasion: C [a merchant's tongue, great for haggling]
  Savings: D [she takes and takes, but rarely gives]
  Good Fortune: C [monsters slain around her seem to drop more Beacons]
  Strategist: D [she has experience managing companies for her dad]
  Distracting: F [even if people don't want to, they will know she's around]
  Throwing: F [her combat capabilities are to literally throw things until she runs out of stuff to throw]
  Singing: F [she can sing apparently, and people will want to go deaf because of it]
  
  Skills
  Beacon Toss (Level 2): Lemondrop throws a Beacon at horrifying speeds, which has been documented to send at least one person to the hospital.
  Human Calculator (Level 1): Lemondrop can make a very close estimation for how much something is worth. One look at a monster, and she can tell a close number to how many Beacons and what kind of Beacons they will drop. She can also tell how many Beacons a person has and instantly tell how many are in a pile.
  
  Parameters
  

  Willpower	92
  Strength	21
  Defense	38
  Hand-Eye Coordination	78
  Luck	85
  Intelligence	74
  Wickedness	50
  Righteousness	50
  Greed	100

• 
  Equip Menu
  - A small bell (its purpose is to get people's attention so she can tell them what to do)
  
  Pack
  - A handkerchief
  - A needlessly extensive makeup kit
  - A cushion in case she needs to sit in the Labyrinth
  - Six health potions (forced on by her dad)
  - Leftover food from fancy restaurants
  
  Accessories
  - A lemon-shaped hairpin
  
  Armor
  None
  
  Weapon
  Quartz Beacons
  

 

[AnonyMouse]

• Overview
• Background
• Dread System
• Equipment

• 

  Samara Morghan
  
  
  Age: 38
  
  Gender: female
  
  Height: 6’ 11” (211 cm)
  
  Weight: 330 lbs (150 kg)​

  

  
  
• Background​
  Samara lived a mostly uneventful life prior to the emergence of the Labyrinth, a life plagued by hesitancy and missed opportunities. She was blessed with many gifts from a young age. Intelligent, attractive, and popular, many of the people around her felt she would go on to do great things someday. But she suffered from one major flaw: indecisiveness. When asked what she wanted to be when she grows up, the young girl's answer was often a soft shrug, followed by, "I don't know... I just want to help people."
  
  The desire to see others move forward eclipsed her own needs and wants. She studied to be a teacher, but put that dream on hold shortly after graduating college, when she married her highschool sweetheart and resigned herself to the life of a stay-at-home mother. Her husband was well on his way to being a corporate exec and she felt content focusing entirely on raising their child, rather than her own hopes, dreams, and wants.
  
  Unfortunately, she simply couldn't settle down. By the time her son was old enough to walk, she was already donating a great deal of money and --more importantly-- time to volunteer efforts. No matter what she did, it never felt like enough. She taught classes at the local community center and frequently traveled oversees on aid missions and outreach programs. Although it is not a bad thing to help others, her obsession with it spiraled out of control until her home life began to suffer.
  
  But an apocalypse has a way of realigning one's priorities.
  
  She was embedded in a third world country when the Upheaval began. Samara had seen many things in her travels, but always took comfort in the thought that her family was safe at home. Now, no place was safe. Millions were dead within weeks and, with the landscape drastically altered and all technology eradicated, she had no way of knowing if her family was alive. So, she began the long trek home across this hostile new world.
  
  For a time, she surrendered to despair, but blindly marched onward, without knowing if she was actually trying to reach her loved ones or merely looking for a place to die. Despite having no talents, sheer willpower and some of the skills she had picked up in her past life sustained her. Her journey stretched on for years and she encountered many settlements along the way, but by the time she arrived home --or where she thought 'home' used to be-- nothing remained of the life she once knew.
  
  That day, she buried old memories and resolved to focus on the living. Although she never found their corpses, she was overcome with certainty: her husband and son were dead... but the rest of her life would be devoted to making sure no one else around her suffered the same fate. All across the world, people were rebuilding, each fighting backin their own way. They needed help and this Talentless woman decided she would be the one to aid them, even if she could not do much. There was no time for despair, no room for weakness and indecisiveness. Thus, she began to travel once more and embarked on a Quixotic quest to heal a broken world, going wherever she felt she could be of service.
  
  For years, she toiled in the ruins of the Old World, even taking on the mantle of Adventurer, to brave the depths. Until, one day, the Dread Labyrinth called out to her with a name that was alien yet familiar. Samara found herself imbued with newfound strength and skills she never had before. Her desire to protect became a tangible force. Even her body began to change, becoming unrecognizable to those around her. Years ago, the Old World had given her a purpose, but now the very entity that had taken that world away from her had gifted her the power to vanquish it.
  
  No longer could she wander the fringes of society. That day, nearly two years ago, she packed up her meager belongings and moved to the beating heart of what little civilization remained --Ambition-- to do what must be done and defend those willing to do it alongside her.
  
  
• Dread Name: Morrigan Astraea al Aethelgaard
  
  Dread Tag: none yet
  
  

  Class: Chosen -- Shieldmaiden
  
  Beacons: 12 quartz
  

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  Talents​
  Defender (S) (Lvl 4) [Massively boosts ability to block, deflect, and/or parry attacks and provides an offensive buff to attacks performed immediately after. However, unprovoked attacks or opening strikes are debuffed. (In other words, if a Defender strikes first, the damage dealt is greatly reduced.) This talent also enhances shield-handling, allowing shields to be wielded as primary melee weapons, and buffs defensive magics, such as barriers and wards.]
  
  Surefooted (C) --- increases stability in low-traction environments (i.e. ice, wet surfaces, etc) and heightens resistance to stagger, knockback, and tripping
  
  Fortis Arcana (C) --- grants ability to cast defensive spells, such as barriers, force fields, and wards
  
  Encumbrance (D) --- reduces stamina and agility penalties when carrying heavy loads, wielding heavy weapons, or equipping heavy armor
  
  Battle Meditation (D) --- enhances mental focus during combat and ability to perceive approximate location and status of nearby allies on the battlefield
  
  Nurturer (D) --- generates good vibes and a stat buff, called “Ara Ara Aura,” to all party members when performing actions that directly support or defend them
  
  Healer (E) --- grants basic first aid knowledge and unlocks some low-level healing spells
  
  Scavenger (F) --- enhances ability to survive off of the dungeon’s bounty, such as consuming monster meat, strange flora, or crafting basic tools
  
  Mender (F) --- healing spells can be applied to damaged gear, to perform temporary field repairs
  
  
  Skills​
  Anchor Pull (lvl 3): Forms an attractive force between herself and a living target, pulling them toward her (or vice versa, if the target's mass is greater than hers). Can be used to yoink allies out of danger or propel herself toward an enemy or comrade. Despite appearing to be a magical or telekinetic-like ability, this is a combat skill, which draws upon stamina and willpower. Higher ranks increase range and attractive force.
  
  Sanctuary Bubble (lvl 4): A basic ranged barrier spell. Summons a compressed orb of swirling mana in the palm of her hand, which can be thrown or fired. Upon impact it will rapidly expand and harden, forming a protective sphere, which remains for approximately one minute or until it is destroyed. (Final radius of the sphere is determined by the force of impact and cracks upon its surface serve as an indicator of remaining HP.) Allies can phase through this barrier, but enemies and hostile magic will be blocked.
  
  War Drum (lvl 1): The Chosen casts a magical ward on the surface of their shield, which converts blocked damage into energy pulses to restore stamina for the Chosen and any allies within its 3m radius. Lasts for one minute or until the ward breaks; the ward has a limited amount of damage it can convert before shattering. Limit increases with level. (At level one it is roughly equivalent to a low-grade stamina potion.) Energy is shared, so more people within the radiius means each gets less stamina.
  
  Quick Swap (lvl 2): (passive) Owned weapons and armor can be instantly equipped or unequipped directly from / to Samara's inventory. This skill's stamina cost is determined by the size, weight, and quality of the item. Can also be used to recall a dropped or thrown item, as long as it is still within range (~20ft (6m) @ lvl 1) and has not been claimed by anyone (or anything) else.
  
  Weak Poison Resist (lvl 1): (passive) Passively resist weaker poisons and toxins, but does not necessarily make one immune. (Poison "builds up" slowly in a bar in the DS. Once full, you will get poisoned.)
  
  Supplemental Heal (lvl 1): Use one's Stamina and/or Mana to heal wounds. Drains stamina or mana to heal. Using both will result in a better heal and recover the wound better.
  
  Strong Block (lvl 2): The effectiveness of blocking is increased for 10 seconds. Uses stamina to cast.
  
  
  
  Parameters​

  Vitality	55
  Strength	85
  Willpower	55
  Defense	60
  Stamina	65
  Mana	20
  Intelligence	30
  Awareness	30
  Righteousness	40
  Ara Ara Aura	30

  
  
• 
  Pack​
  Basic first aid supplies (gauze, stitches, antibiotics, painkillers, and some salves to treat burns and infections). A hunting knife. Nutrient-rich rations, such as jerky, dried fruits / berries, and nuts. A weather-resistant cloak. Bedding supplies. Clothing. Reading glasses. Notepad and writing utensils.
  
  Accessories​
  Caster's Circlet --- Grade: Human-Made (Amateur) / Effect: None
  A crown-like tiara (it ain't even a circlet, lol) she was told would reduce spellcasting costs and boost mana capacity. It was purchased from a very trustworthy guy in a backalley of Ambition, so it definitely works. She definitely didn't get scammed. Definitely!
  Samara's Smartphone --- Grade: Human-Made (Broken) --- Effect: None
  An Old World smartphone, heavily-damaged and non-functional. In quiet moments, she sometimes stares at it or pantomimes scrolling through the various memories it once held, as if hoping it might still work... but it never does.
  Samara's Ring --- Grade: Human-Made (Unique) --- Effect: None
  A wedding ring, worn as a necklace on a thin stainless steel chain. Rosegold band, missing gemstone, no longer fits.
  
  Armor​
  Old World Armor --- Grade: Human-Made (Unique) --- Effect: None
  A commissioned armor set forged of metal scraps recovered during her travels throughout the Old World. After the Upheaval, Samara spent years collecting items of interest such as license plates, street signs, and bits of nostalgia. When her talents manifested, her body changed drastically, so none of her old gear fit anymore. She paid a smith a small fortune to forge the scraps into this. It has no special properties other than the sentimental value of turning something old into something new. Anyone with a 'Blacksmithing' or 'Item Appraisal' talent may notice the subtle Damascus pattern, a result of the blending of various, incongruous metals.
  
  Weapons​
  Great Wall --- Grade: Labyrinthian (Common) --- Effect: None
  A very large, curved, rectangular tower shield, nearly as tall and wide as her body. It is made of what appears to be smooth, gray stone, backed by iron bands, and has an elaborate engraving of a World Tree on its front. Samara often sheaths her sword in a convenient slot in its enarmes, (the straps for holding the shield), allowing her to safely draw her blade while guarding.
  Iron Shield (x2) --- Grade: Labyrinthian (Common) --- Effect: None
  A pair of medium-sized round shields, iron backed by wood and leather. A common drop in the Labyrinth's early levels. One is noticeably more worn than the other. They are sometimes dual-wielded when she needs more mobility than her tower shield provides, but still wants full coverage. Can also be used as bludgeoning weapons or thrown.
  Zweihander --- Grade: Human-Made (Common) --- Effect: None
  A two-handed sword, of simple, yet sturdy, construction. Originally owned by Seraphina, taken by Kirsten, and gifted to Seymour, who then traded it to Samara. She wields it defensively, making use of its large crossguard and ricasso, except against 'trash mobs' where its size and weight is often enough to cleave weaker foes in half and clear space.

 

[Tau]

Seraphina Emberson
Female | 17 | 5’6" | 126lbs

"Greetings, Chosen. Our paths were destined to cross eventu— ahem! Uhm… hello, nice to meet you."
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• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Seraphina had a remarkably happy childhood, having grown up in a rural countryside, surrounded by a loving community, in a nation she can now hardly remember (Scotland). At the time, she was happy, and felt like she had not one, but two loving families: her actual family, and her village. All that changed, when the Upheaval tore the Earth asunder.
  
  In an instant, the sheer, geological calamity rendered what once was Seraphina’s home into a desolate waste of wreckage and death. The memory of the event is most blocked by now, but she strongly recalls the oncoming tsunami, rushing in as if the very ocean itself was collapsing onto them. All she could do in that moment was pray, but rather than a power coming down to save her from on high, one rushed into her from deep below. That monstrous behemoth which had killed everyone she loved had turned her into the very thing she was seeking: a divine power to save her from an Inescapable death.
  
  Most people would’ve been happy to be marked as a goddess, but Seraphina is neither happy about it, nor comforted by it. After all, the powers bestowed upon her had come from a dark, mysterious entity which had stolen everyone she loved. What was the catch? What was the purpose?
  
  Her view of this new title only began to sour even further as she noticed the horrifying impact it had on people. Strangers bowing their head, begging her for a blessing. The acts weren’t horrifying in and of themselves. What scared Seraphina was the power that dreadful labyrinth had over people: the power to scramble the human mind. If it could be done for the sake of this absurd identity, what else could it do?
  
  And not only did it whisper to them, but it whispered to her… if one could even call the incessant mental tugging a "whisper." Where most people succumbed to the whispers of the labyrinth, Seraphina continues to fight them, even ten years later. She clings to a small, gold, heart-shaped locket, containing a childhood photo of her parents. Using this, she reminds herself every day that the entity wishing her to be a goddess is the same one that mercilessly ripped her families to pieces.
  
  Even so, despite her incredibly stubbornness, it’s clear Seraphina is beginning to crack. After all, she’s now lived more than half her life as a revered goddess in a post-Upheaval world. Memories which used to mean the world to her have now faded and become distant. Perhaps soon, she'll be too tired of hiding to continue denying what the enemy wants her to be.
  
  
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  Lux Latebra
  Goddess Class
  
  0 Quartz | 0 Emerald | 0 Gold | 0 Ruby
  
  

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  Deity (Lv. 6)
  
  

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  C
  Jailer
  
  
  

  D
  Enchanter
  Baker
  
  
  

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  Tailor
  Swordsmanship
  
  
  

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  Alchemy
  Smithing
  Healer
  
  
  

  
  

  Spoiler: Custom Talents

  Deity
  Powerful, divine magic, focusing on creation/manipulation of matter, and applying long-lasting buffs in the form of blessings. Bias others to see transcendent levels of authority, increasing in severity the closer their "moral parameters" align. More likely to antagonize and provoke people and creatures with opposite alignments.
  
  

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  Skills
  
  Telekinesis (Motus Imperium) Lv. 4
  Strong, short-range telekinesis, capable of moving objects as if by an invisible hand (range of 2 meters).
  
  Health Blessing (Salutem Benedictio) Lv. 3
  Applies a health blessing for 24 hours. The blessing cures some diseases, increases passive health restoration, and increases resistance to poison.
  
  Summon Angel - Healer (Vocare Angelum) Lv. 2
  Summons a sentient angel to serve the summoner (max 1). The angel can apply small heals to allies every so often, draining a bit of mana from the summoner.
  
  Minor Judgement Beam (Linea Iudicii) Lv. 1
  Releases a single beam of radiant energy from the hand, resulting in a bright explosion at the point of impact that deals extra damage to monsters with high wickedness like demons, devils, and cupcake thieves. Heavy mana cost.
  

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  Parameters
  
  

  Vitality	25
  Willpower	19
  Mana	100
  Stamina	12
  Dexterity	17
  Intelligence	40
  Awareness	14
  Righteousness	100
  Stealth	0 (+10)

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  Rogue Bandana
  Uncommon Labyrinthian
  
  Stealth parameter +10
  
  

  A simple piece of headgear used mostly by rogues and assassins, which helps to stay anonymous.

  
  

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  Celestial Raiments
  Rare Labyrinthian
  
  Passive mana regeneration
  
  

  Received from a short labyrinth dive. No matter what she may say, Seraphina is quite vain, so she wears it everywhere.

  
  

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  Triblades
  Common Human-made
  
  

  Three, large Zweihänder blades, carried and swung with Seraphina's telekinesis. Nearly impossible for her to wield otherwise.

  
  

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[Thalia_Neko]

"You've never met the Walking Swordsman before! Wha-? N-no, not Wandering Swordsman! Walking Swordsman! Y-yes, that's right..! THE Walking Swordsman!"
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• general
• Background
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Name: Ken Wing
  
  Age: 18
  Gender: male
  Height: 5'9''
  Weight: 135 lbs
  
• 
  A kid who was eking out an existence in Ambition with his sister, after they lost their parents, working odd jobs around the city, while simultaneously going to the Academy of Conquerors, studying to be an Adventurer. Though his real dream in life was to be a Dungeon Raider. Or rather, a "Hero of Humanity!" But.. that last one.. his friends -or rather, classmates- at school made fun of him for that one, whenever he couldn't help but shout it at the top of his lungs in the middle of class. Which always got an exasperated reply from his teacher telling him to settle down. And to "try to have more realistic expectations for your life Ken."
  
  Even he had to admit that dream was a bit.. well kiddish.
  
  So, he did think "a little more" realistically, as he REALLY wanted to be a Dungeon Raider! But since he was not yet Chosen, and you had to be Chosen to be one, that dream was unattainable, too...
  
  His sister barely offered any words of encouragement.
  
  "Oh well! Its cool!" He exclaimed, hands upon his hips, after another day of disappointment. "Adventurers are GREAT! They're heroes, too!!" They served a very important purpose for humanity. Going into the labyrinth to gather replenished supplies for humanity. And the best part? You could be an adventurer even without being Chosen! So long as you graduated from the Academy in the right subjects, which included Combat Expertise, Dungeon Raiding Theory, and Labyrinth Experience. Then you could become an adventurer! For Ken, he was aiming for this 'attainable dream'!
  
  Then suddenly the guy was struck with something in his chest. It flooded his body, warming him up. It almost felt painful, but.. wasn't. Becoming rather pleasant. Then it felt like.. power was welling up within him!
  
  Ken couldn't believe his eyes when he stared at the Dread System in front of his face. He saw it. His eyes squared in on it so fast! S rank! He had an S rank talent!
  
  Sure it was just Walking, but like.. so what?
  
  "S rank Walking..? Um.. That's.. NO! No, that's -that's incredible! I wish it was the Swordsmanship one.. But... Still! I have an S rank talent! That must mean... That I'm the strongest in the world! Right?! No one else has S rank talents! After all, none have shown themselves yet, so it must be true! WHOO-HOO!!" He hollered, leaping up towards the sky.
  
  "Shut up, idiot brother!!!" Screamed his sister from the other room of their humble home.
  
  "Oh! Ugh.. Sh*t, sorry, sis!"
  
  "Shut up!!!"
  
  But seriously! An S rank talent! He had one! Him! He had to be the strongest!! This fact made Ken -or rather- Jiànlong drift on cloud nine. Even his name was cool!
  
  But it didn't last. Jiànlong found out that more S ranks had been discovered, and his stomach sank. This happened not long after he just gained his S rank! Practically at the same time!
  
  All their talents, too, sounded much more impressive. Yet, here he was, stuck with S rank Walking of all things!
  
  "NO!" He shook his head. There was no time to wallow in despair! Even if it was only walking! Just, only walking! Only just walking! It was STILL an S rank Talent! "That has to account for something!!" He was not the type to fall into despair. That's not who this man was. He was the type to live his life with an unwavering exuberance that couldn't be shot or diminished by anyone or anything.
  
  Jiànlong vowed in his heart he would join up with the other S rankers. And become the Hero of Humanity! With his S rank Walking Talent! Oh, and of course, his unwavering, indomitable swordsmanship!
  
  Other
  He has a complex about his S rank ability.
  Doesn't view it as "useless" perse, as he still has a streak of gratitude in him for even obtaining 1 S rank Talent. Still feels it is a rather underwhelming, and disappointing, and half-baked Talent to have 'S ranked'.
  
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  Chosen​
  
  Dread Name: Jiànlong Xiaoxiao
  Dread Tag: Walking Swordsman
  Class: Resolute Swordsman
  
  Beacons || 23
  Labyrinth Points 1
  

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  Talents​
  
  Walking: S
  Walking Level 5
  
  
  Walking S
  
  Edgemaster D || Swordsmanship F
  
  Unwavering C || Ronin C
  
  Mystic E
  
  Apprenticing D
  
  Fishing D
  
  Labyrinth Pioneer F
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  Spoiler: talents explain

  Edgemaster
  The ability to wield and fight on the edge and in heightened form with keen weaponry. As well as, maintaining and using weaponry with sharp edges and hidden strengths.
  
  Unwavering
  The Chosen is a determined individual bordering on dogmatism and psychopathy. They're unflappable and cannot be budged.
  
  Apprenticing
  Talent that facilitates the ability to quickly adapt to apprentice jobs and situations, and to learn quickly from such jobs.
  
  
  Skills​

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  Long Step Lv. 4
  >> Jiànlong takes a "step" that is so wide, it seems he leaps, jumps, or "blinks" to the end of the step. Higher levels increase the speed, distance, and lowers the cooldown of ability.
  
  Endless Stride Lv. 2
  >>Passive. Walking no longer tires out the individual, allowing them to seemingly walk for forever. (Carried burdens may affect this skill depending on weight and Jiànlong's Strength.)
  
  Cardiovascular Fitness Lv. 2
  >> Passive. Walking now acts like a permanent workout routine, providing all the benefits of working out. Such as building body strength and stamina. And other health-based benefits.
  
  Amassed Energy Strike Lv. 3
  >> Accumulates energy based on the steps taken. For one attack, that amount of steps taken is added to the damage output of the attack.
  
  2-Steps Strut Lv. 1
  >>Passive. For every step you take while walking, you have made 2 steps.
  
  Mystic
  Spirit Sword Lv. 1
  >>A spectral energy encases the blade, preventing self-damage to the weapon when used, and granting a buff that deals small magic damage. Buff applied lasts for 9 seconds, and takes 18 Vit to use.
  

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  Parameters
  

  Vitality	35
  Willpower	90 -10
  Stamina	80 -35
  Defense	46
  Strength	29
  Speed	21
  Agility	18
  Adaptability	11
  Dexterity	66
  Intelligence	5 -5
  Awareness	14
  Dogmatic	51
  Focus	72

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  Pack
  Some common supplies like bandages and ointments. Some rations. A whetstone.
  
  Accessories
  

  Beginner's Bandages

  Human-made

  Grade: Amateur

  Effect: Helps a bit in gripping one's weapon.

  Found, and kinda pilfered, on his first "Training Exercise" in the 1st floor of the labyrinth.

  
  Armor
  

  Wandering Cultivatist's Tunic

  Labyrinthian

  Grade: Rare

  Effect: Magical defense Up by 33%. Improves swordsmanship techniques by just a little bit.

  Purchased with nearly all of the family's Beacons, leaving the family destitute. Jiànlong thought he needed it for joining the S rank party. Sister was not happy. Has next to no physical defense.

  
  Weapons
  

  Eastern Dragon Sword

  Human-made

  Grade: Common

  Effect: Magic Cut -- Once every 12 hours, can cut through magic with no negative effects to the weapon or its wielder.

  Sword belonging to a friend of the family's. Bestowed upon Jiànlong when he entered the Academy.

 

[TreasureSniper]

Name: Seymour Simon
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6ft 6inch (200cm)
Weight: 210lbs

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Background and Self

In truth, Seymour Simon was no one special. He was as mundane as they come, mediocre in most things. He had a good enough physique and took interest in kendo and yet that never lead to anywhere. He was always told by his peers and family to look for something he was good at and focus on that. Sadly, he couldn’t really fine anything meaningful throughout his time in the old world.

He has changed his area of studies numerous times and invested countless hours in all manner of courses, hoping to find something that stick. But in the end, he realized, he was just a floater. An individual that had little sway on the path in front of them, only moving wherever the wave takes them with little to no personal input whatsoever.

But evenso, despite the mediocrity that plague his entire life, a small part of him believed that one day in the future something will change. And in a twisted way he was proven right when the world underwent a violent metamorphersis that shook that status quo to its core. Despite the tragedy that surrounded him and rest of humanity, he was strangely…happy for it. Not for the people of course, but more so for himself. For first time in his life, he felt excitement and a strange thrill that he’s never experience before.

His happiness and lust for excitement grew even more when it was revealed him to that he was one of the chosen, with a powerful talent to boot. Yes this was truly the best outcome he could hope for. Based on on reading his talents alone, he could tell that he had a renewed sense of purpose. A clear raison d’tere, something he had needed for a very long time now. Killing Monsters.

Unfortunately for him, his excitement did not last long as found himself in the wrong end of unsavory activities and was swiftly forced to fight in an illegal underground fighting pit. And yet this presented a good opportunity for him to hone his skills further. His first few fights were rough and dangerous, nearly resulting in his untimely demise. However, his S rank talent would soon show it’s worth as he was able to dodge and weave through just about any type of attack.

By the time he reached the top echelons of the pit, he was fighting opponents that were significantly stronger and faster than him and yet would never be able to land so much as a hit on him. They called him Show-Off Simon, a fighter who always loved making things a spectacle. For the crowd, it wasn’t just about winning, Simon wanted to make it challenging, thrilling and most of all, dangerous. Despite being outdated by many his opponents, he is frequently shown to be actively taunting his enemies, shoving and kicking them around in between dodging, revelling greatly in their frustration before eventually striking them down. It didn't matter who they were, A-ranks, a group of bandits, or veteran labyrinth divers, they stood no chance against this man who always seemed to have an unfair edge against his opponent, making him a frequent crowd favorite, especially the wealthier individuals who like to place their bets on him.

Despite his performance, his fatality rate was on the lower end, as he was frequently warned by the organizers to keep the fight entertaining without killing the opponents. However, with each fighter he spared the bloodlust of the crowd grew and soon enough he was pitted against fighters that refused to relent and only fought to the death. They often called this division of the fighters the Bloody Brackets, due to how often they are removed and replaced by stronger and better individuals.

A few years went by and eventually he would find himself fighting the great champion of the arena, Juggernaut Jones. An absurdly overstatted individual, a fighter with a 100% fatality rate and eats blobjuns for breakfast to sustain his powerful body. In truth, with his abilities and skills, he could have left at any time, the thrill of the arena kept him going. The promise of glory was much too promising for man like him to simply walk away from. With stats that were nearly double of Seymours, it looked to be a hopeless fight.

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Dread System
Chosen
Dread Name: Seymour Slaymore
Dread Tag: Head Bringer
Class: Visionary

Talents
Eyes of Future Sight S lvl 3
Seymour can read the target's mind and thoughts as long as they are within his vision. With this, he is able to accurately predict the target's movements which is indicated by a visual outline of the targets next actions.


Swordsmanship - D
One’s ability to wield a sword effectively.

Opportunist - E
This individual finds unique opportunities in their life and engagements.

Counter Striker - C
Talent for seeing good counterstrike opportunities in combat. Counterstrikes can deal increased damage

Grit - D
One's capacity to show resilience, courage and perform beyond one’s limits in the face of danger or perilous situations.

Trophy Taker - D
Seymour gains trophies from defeated bosses. If he delivers the final blow, a greater trophy drops, providing a potent trinket with enhanced stats. Without the final blow, a lesser trophy drops, granting a trinket with weaker stats.

Limb Buster C
This individual attack specializes in crippling or severing limbs.

Acrobatics C
Nimble and quick on his feet.

Skills
Intercepting Strike. lvl 2
Instantly parry an oncoming attack, while reciprocating with his own strike.

Red Razor Rush LVL 2
For a few seconds, increases the speed and strength of the user by a factor of 2. The user glows a vibrant red and leaves afterimages during this time.

Preyseeker Vision
For the next 3 seconds enemies within user field vision within 5m are highlighted. This effect penetrates through solid objects of up to 1m thickness. Enemies at 3 meters will have their vitals marked. Striking at these vitals will deal bonus damage.
Drains Stamina when used.

Gaze Sphere lvl 1
Summons a floating eyeball that is a perfect replica of the user's eyes. The eyeball shares its vision with its summoner allowing it to benefit from futuresight. This summon has a leash range of 10 meters and lasts until killed or runs out of stamina. User can only have one active gazing sphere at a time, increasing with additional levels.

Upon leveling it gains other eye-related skills

Defense Cut lvl 2
A sword (or knife or axe) swing that halves the defense stat of the foe for 8 seconds.


Equip Menu

Current trophies

Lesser Blob of Blobjun
+3 Vitality
+2 Defense
+1 Willpower
+1 Strength

Eye of Dread
-6 Strenght
+3 to all other stats


Pack
Some food packs, cause he can't cook.
A bottle of water when he gets thirsty.

Accessories
Monster bone necklace. His first “trophy”. Makes him look cool.

Armor
Some cool-looking clothes. Makes him look cool and approachable. Don’t need armor if you don’t get hit!

Weapons
Gladius
Echo Blade (Broken)

Vitality	30 (+6)
Willpower	30 (+4)
Stamina	40 (+3)
Defense	25 (+5)
Strength	40 (-5)
Agility	50 (+3)
Adaptability	70 (+3)
Perception	70 (+3)
Apathy	50 (+3)
Tracking	40 (+3)

 

[Marceline_idue]

"Curious eyes this one has."

• General
• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  ◙Name◙
  Callidora Menchester
  
  ◙Age◙
  12
  
  ◙Gender◙
  Female
  
  ◙Height◙
  4'5" (137 cm)
  
  ◙Weight◙
  65 lbs
  
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  History
  Callidora's mother and father were adventurers. They sought to make the world better, at least that's what Callidora tells herself. She doesn't really remember them much. They disappeared when she was young, maybe when she was 6. For a little while she tried her best to take care of herself; that's when she learned the rules of the streets. That you can only rely on yourself. That you can't trust anyone. A hard lesson to learn so young, but she tried to not let it bother her. When she was about 9 years old she found herself drawn to the chemicals that were kept in the back of some store; she didn't know what the store was for. She started playing around with them and ended up blowing up the back of the store. The owner of the store was there at the time and caught her. When he questioned her about how she got there and where her family was, he felt bad for her. After a bit of thought and discussion it was decided that she was going to come and live with him now.
  They called her a fool for wanting to study science. They said that it wouldn't help her. That she needed to learn about magic instead. But Callidora, being the stubborn girl she is, continued her studies in chemistry. She found she was very adept at it, and easily understood the complex compounds and equations that others did not. She was able to make combinations that met her desired outcome. Her adoptive father was very confused but, having seen many wonders before, let her continue her work. He encouraged her even.
  
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  Havel
  5 Quartz | 1 Emerald | 0 Gold | 0 Ruby
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  Chemistry (Lvl. 2)
  
  
  

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  Alchemy
  Mixology
  

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  Cartography
  Inventor
  

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  Writer
  Sculptor
  

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  Archery
  
  
  
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  Adaptation (lvl. 1)
  She can easily use the compounds around her, including the elements in the Labyrinth, to make bombs and other compounds
  Efficient chemist (lvl. 2)
  She uses only the ingredients she needs for solutions, realizing afterwards that she still has some left! Saving ingredients that would've been wasted. Higher levels allow her to use less and less chemicals and ingredients to get the same job done.
  
  Parameters
  

  Vitality	30
  Mana	5
  Stamina	36
  Adaptability	81
  Strength	18
  Speed	46
  Dexterity	50
  Hand-eye coordination	53
  Intelligence	90
  Common sense	86
  Wickedness	37

• Spoiler: Pack

  Several books and journals filled with possible combinations of elements and compounds. Pens, markers, and pencils. A booklet of stickers for reasons. A water bottle. Change of skirt and shirts.
  Accessories

  Perception Necklace

  Labyrinthian

  Grade: Rare

  Effect: If she's far enough, monsters in the labyrinth don't see her. (only at or over 50 ft)

  She's always had it; never remembered who gave it to her.

  Weapons

  Small dagger	Human-made	Grade: Amateur	Effect: None	She bought it at the market for safety
  Small bow	Labyrinthian-Modified	Grade: Common	Effect: None really. But she sometimes tips the arrows with chemicals	This was given to her by her adoptive father

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[Skyswimsky]

Sophia Lorehart
Female | 18 | 5’7" | 138lbs

Ah, y-you're talking to m..me?... Ahem.... WELCOME, WELCOME, TO THIS MOST FATEFUL AND VERY EXHILARATING EVENT! Prepare yourself for an adventure beyond imagination, as we dive into the heart of the labyrinth...!"
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• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Sophia grew up in the shadows of a turbulent household, her only solace found in the fantasies of fiction and books. Her father was a broken man for as long as she could remember, directing the frustration and anger from the failure of his business at the girl's mother - a gentle soul who eventually succumbed to the despair. Left alone in the aftermath, the shy girl retreated further into her literary havens.
  
  Her room, despite being small, was a sanctuary lined with phantasmic novels and worn-out classics. It was between those four walls that she learned to navigate through adventures and horror alike, to empathize with heroes and adventurers. Feeling a strange sense of companionship in the characters, these worlds were a stalwart fortress against the silence of her real world.
  
  But then, it happened. The Upheaval turned the world upside down. For most, it was a catastrophe, but for Sophia, it was the strange plot twist in HER story she never saw coming. With her father lost in the chaos, and her mother a distant memory, Sophia found herself alone in a new World. She became a street urchin, navigating the alleys and backstreets as her knack for storytelling served as her only boon.
  
  Sophia's life took a turn, however, when her unique talent awakened during a street performance. Sensing the extraordinary power within herself, she chose to keep it a secret. Instead, she continued her acts with more grace than ever before, which in turn increased her local fame tenfold.
  
  It didn't take long after, that Lumi decided to set her sights beyond her horizon. With the Pangea Dread Authority taking notice, she earned herself a small fortune through some quick ad campaigns in cooperation with Meringue Spelunking, and soon after she followed the call of the Labyrinth...
  
  
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  Lumi Sonicboom
  Announcer Class
  
  0 Quartz | 0 Emerald | 1 Gold | 0 Ruby
  
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  Vocal Mastery
  
  
  

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  Lore Seeker
  Acrobatics
  
  
  

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  Scavenger
  Performance
  
  
  

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  Leadership
  Charisma
  Trickery
  
  
  

  
  

  Spoiler: Custom Talents

  Narrator
  Unleash the power of words to shape the adventure, amplifying allies’ strengths and imposing thrilling challenges. This talent transforms narration into a subtle force, influencing perceptions and altering the flow of battle. Its effectiveness scales with accumulated Hype, blurring the lines between spoken word and reality.
  
  Vocal Mastery
  Grants greater control over one's voice. Allows to fine-tune the vocal cords, enabling the user to manipulate tone, pitch, and volume more easily.
  
  Lore Seeker
  Enhances the ability to absorb and recall information from stories and ancient texts. Be it books, speech, or another medium, this talent can turn the user into a walking encyclopedia.
  
  Acrobatics
  Improves bodily flexibility and balance, aiding in maneuvering through difficult terrain and enhancing performance in activities that require agility.
  
  Scavenger
  Enhances the ability to survive off of the dungeon’s bounty, such as consuming monster meat, strange flora, or crafting basic tools.
  
  Performance
  Boosts performance and acting skills, enabling the user to hold an audience's attention with more ease.
  
  Leadership
  Bolsters leadership qualities, inspiring and guiding others towards a common goal with improved effectiveness.
  
  Charisma
  Increases personal charm and persuasive skills, making it easier to influence others.
  
  Trickery
  Boosts the ability to pull off convincing illusions and clever tricks with the sleight of the hand, ideal for entertaining crowds or outsmarting dumb opponents.
  
  

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  Skills
  
  Hype Generation Passive
  Lumi's announcements naturally build up excitement and energy. This 'Hype' can be used to empower other skills and her Talent. The more dramatic and engaging the situation, the more Hype is generated.
  
  Challenging Proclamation Lv. 1
  Lumi issues a bold challenge in the form of a debuff or environmental change on an ally, narrating a more difficult scenario for them if they choose to accept. If the ally rises to the occasion, additional Hype is generated, they gain a reward, and any buffs received through Lumi's Talent have increased effectiveness.
  
  Megaphone Blast Lv. 1
  Lumi unleashes a powerful vocal blast that can be used to attack her enemies or surroundings. The effect is stronger the more Hype is consumed.
  
  
  

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  Parameters
  
  

  Vitality	25
  Willpower	70
  Mana	0
  Stamina	55
  Agility	55
  Intelligence	30
  Common Sense	5
  Voice Strength	80
  Stealth	0

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  • Swiss Army Knife
  • Instant Campfire Kit
  • Ever-Cooling Water Bottle - Common Labyrinthian
  • First-Aid Kit
  • Assortment of Pocket Wind-Chimes
  • Snacks
  • Notebook+Pen
  • Collapsible Telescope
  • Folding Stool
  • Tent
  • Multi-Functional Scarf
  • Megaphone

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  Sonic Bow Tie
  Common Humanmade
  
  +Voice
  
  

  Enhances vocal clarity and control.

  
  
  

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  Fancy Entertainer Clothing
  Rare Labyrinthian
  
  +Inventory Size
  +Durability
  
  

  It comes with a bottomless hat to boot! Whatever's in there, Lumi plays it off as part of her Talent.

  
  
  

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[Zenritch]

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• General
• Background and Self
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  Name: Senna Osamu
  
  Age: 26
  Gender: Female
  Height: 5'9''
  Weight: 60 kgs
  
• 
  About
  
  All her life, Senna and her family were forced to be subservient to people who consider themselves to be above the rest of the masses. As surviving descendants of the infamous "Great Unifier", the Tokugawa Ieyasu decided that instead of wiping them out completely, it'd be far better to keep his friends close, and his enemies closer, preferably on a tight leash. Thus, what remained of Oda Nobunaga's kin was wiped from the history books and were forced to adopt the surname "Osamu" to completely bury the legacy of their renowned ancestor.
  
  Even when Tokugawa's reign ended, and numerous other emperors rose and fell from power, all treated the Osamu clan as servants beneath even the insects that crawled on the ground. Whenever there was a need for a scapegoat, an Osamu was selected to take the fall. Whenever there was a need for an expendable life to perform a heinous act, an Osamu was expected to comply. And yet, no matter what horrible atrocity their enemies inflicted on them, Nobunaga's blood persevered. They bided their time for the distant hope that one day, one among them would have the strength and will to break the cycle and raise their clan from the mud.
  
  From her masters' eyes, Senna Osamu was just another of the detestable cockroaches that their predecessors have disciplined into submission. Despite being trained rigorously both in martial arts and academics, her fate would inevitably be the same, just like all other disposable tools they have used in the past. And yet despite the harsh treatment she had to endure even at such a young age, Senna carried the hope of those who had come before her as she fervently believed that someday, their bloodline would emerge from the ashes and flourish once more.
  
  That day would come just a few short days after Senna's 16th birthday, when the Dread Labyrinth shook the world to its core both in the literal and figurative sense. Much of the Japanese Government's key leaders and the Imperial family's loyal retainers and connections were decimated in the disaster, but what truly crippled them was the unexpected demise of the Emperor and his heirs during the disaster. Whether it was luck, the will of the Divine Wind, or the Mandate of Heaven itself, the Osamu Clan suffered little to no casualties, and Senna was the first to rouse her kin to rise up against their oppressors.
  
  Through her leadership, and her newly bestowed title of "Overlord" they hunted down key Imperial figures, sparing only the women and children. Eventually, they successfully took over their lands and assets. And in a time where the Japanese government lay in shambles, the Osamu Clan became a beacon in the dark, restoring a some semblance of order in just a few short months, a feat highly impressive in an otherwise tumultuous time.
  
  Now recognized by the masses as the de facto authority figure in Japan, Senna set her sights on a goal much more profound than her ancestor could fathom. If Nobunaga united Jaoan, then she will unite this broken world under her rule.
  
  However, Senna recognized that her takeover of Japan was highly due to fortuitous circumstances. If people were going to recognize her rule, she needed to prove her worth... And what better way than to Conquer what fate deemed to be her birthright: the Labyrinth.
  
  
  
  
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  Chosen​
  
  Dread Name: Saten Bloodfallen
  Dread Tag:
  Class: Overlord
  
  Beacons || 26 Quartz
  

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  Talents​
  
  
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  Overlord: S
  Overlord Level 3 - Senna's S-Rank talent, Overlord, allows her to be perceived as the "Final Boss" of the Labyrinth, and its rightful ruler, despite humanity still not having any idea how deep the dungeon is or the identity of the true final boss. Monsters also recognize her "authority", making them more likely to submit to her control and are less likely to be hostile against her unless otherwise provoked. Monsters that do try to "rebel" against her receive massive stat debuffs for their insolence.
  
  

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  Overlord S​
  
  
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  Silver Tongue C || Magic Weaver C
  
  Multiple Arms Mastery D|| Magic Resistance D
  
  Labyrinth Authority C || Item Creation D​
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  Leadership D
  
  Survival - D
  
  
  Custom Talent Explanation
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  Spoiler

  Silver Tongue - user has heightened talent of speechcraft and are more likely to persuade and/or convince others.
  
  Magic Weaver - the ability to create new spells, combine spells to achieve more potent results, and customize existing spells to fit the user's needs.
  
  Multiple Weapon Mastery - the ability to effectively make use of a wide variety of weapons. While this talent won't necessarily achieve the heights of a more specialized talent, it allows Senna to become a "Jack-of-All-Trades" and afford her more options when dealing with her enemies.
  
  Magic Resistance - one's innate resistance to magic and its effects.
  
  Labyrinth Authority - becomes "acknowledged" as an authority figure by the labyrinth. Wielders of this talent are less prone to be attacked by monsters, more likely to detect traps, and have a higher chance of discovering secrets.
  
  Item Creation - the talent to create items using magic.
  
  Leadership - the ability to lead and inspire others. Provides minor stat boosts to people who recognize Senna as a leader figure.
  
  Survival - the ability to absorb more damage and survive fatal wounds.​
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  Skills
  Territory Creation Lv. 1
  >>The ability to create a space where the caster's Authority is increased, resulting in an increase in stats while providing debuffs to opponents that enter it. Furthermore, lower-tier monsters are completely dominated while higher-tier monsters are given penalties for "rebelling" against the caster, in the form of debuffs.
  Vassal Command Lv. 2
  >> As an Overlord, it is expected that Saten commands underlings to do her bidding for her. For that reason, she has the ability to summon creatures to aid her in combat. While it is deemed easier to summon creatures she already has prior knowledge of, she can also create unique vassals that are only limited by her imagination. Saten is also able to apply the Vassal Title to non-summoned, non-monster allies which boosts their stats so long as they recognize her authority.
  Voiceless Incantation Passive
  Senna is able to cast magic without reciting the incantation necessary to activate it.
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  Parameters
  

  Vitality	42
  Willpower	53
  Mana	70
  Stamina	34
  Dexterity	52
  Intelligence	69
  Awareness	48
  Wickedness	44
  Charisma	67
  Luck	43

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  Pack
  Basic Healing and Mana potions, first aid kits, food supplies, Journal containing spells she learned and created, Auto-Refill Water Bottle - Common Labyrinthian, Labyrinth Map, Compass.
  
  Accessories
  

  Ember Ring​

  Labyrinthian​

  Grade: Rare

  Effect: Increases strength of flame-based attacks.

  A spoil-of-war from a Chosen and surviving member of the late Japanese Emperor's clan who tried to assassinate Senna upon learning of the Osamu clan's survival and steady rise to power. While a hassle at the time, she considers the encounter fortuitous still since the item has more than proven its usefulness.

  Armor
  

  Demon Lord's Mantle​

  Human-made​

  Grade: Common​

  Effect: None.​

  When the Osamu Clan seized power from the fallen Emperor's regime, they also gained access to the connections the Imperial Family enjoyed including the Imperial Tailors. Senna wadted no time employing their services to obtain garb fitting of her status as the Overlord.

  
  Weapon
  

  Red Requiem​	Labyrinthian​	Grade: Rare​	Effect: Burning Hatred - Successful hits using this weapon also inflicts burn damage to the target.	A katana pillaged from the estate of a foolish rival clan head who impetously got in the way of the Osamu Clan's rise to power.
  Crimson Dawn​	Labyrinthian​	Grade: Common​	Effect: Deals Bleed (interferes with Health regen) damage to targets successfully hit.	Bought with the Beacons she pillaged from her enemies and from those she obtained from the labyrinth. Able to fire both physical and magically-created ammunition.

 

[ERode]

Kirsten Ismaylova
34 y/o | Female | 5'10 | 189 lbs​

• Kindling
• Flame
• Ashes

• 
  
  Kirsten’s life ended before it began.
  
  There had been hopes that those sleepless nights, the stomach ulcer that had developed from stress, the hundreds of hours spent in training, would have meant something. She didn’t want to be rich. She would have been happy with just being a part of the company that she had respected since she was young. She was already content, being able to rent a small studio in the downtown sprawl, a cozy little place to call her own. A windowsill for small flowers, a hammock for a bed, a bookshelf of knick-knacks and photographs.
  
  It had been something she enjoyed for just a few days, before the earthquake struck. A colossal tremor shattered the world itself, her apartment falling over. Kirsten was pinned down by the weight of her own home, relieved from her confinement only by the tsunami that had struck immediately afterwards, a colossal tide of detritus that swept everything away. As if the hand of God had wiped the slate of civilization, leaving nothing but land scoured of even soil.
  
  Within 24 hours, the mere merger of the continents had ended with billions dead.
  
  Yet, amidst the storm of catastrophe, Kirsten had survived. She had opened her eyes to see the true night, to see the meteor shower of satellites falling out from orbit.
  
  It was just the end of an era.
  
  …
  
  What room was there for arts and entertainment? What could they do, when even vinyl records no longer played, when the only instruments that existed were their own bodies and voices, sticks and stones clattering together in a semblance of a rhythm? How could they move, without food? How could they dance, without joy? How could they feel, when everything was crushed flat, when so much life, human and otherwise, was extinguished just like that? Mountains to rubble. Oceans to streams. Glaciers cracked open. Disease running rampant. Monsters, rioting like a newborn giant.
  
  What was there left, except to fight for survival?
  
  Kirsten locked the past away and set her gaze into the abyss. So much was lost. To lose anymore was unforgivable. The Dread System whispered into her ears, of talents that weren’t hers, of skills that she never learned. It told her to grab a weapon, to chase her death in the Labyrinth’s depths, to avenge her past self and the countless bonds severed.
  
  What else could she have become, except an Adventurer?
  
  Ten years passed in a blink of a pained eye.
  
  The breakthrough was coming.
  
• 
  Nioh Dissociamt
  The Hellbreaker Diamond
  
  Class: Comet
  
  Talents
  Fireblood [S - Rank] - Lvl 5 - In the throes of battle, one's blood becomes a consuming inferno. Offensive capabilities ramp up in proportion to the duration of combat and the amount of blood shed. The closer one is to death, the higher their physical parameters and resistances to status effects and crowd control rises.
  
  Challenger [C - Rank] - Increases potency of single-target attacks. Further increases potency of single-targeted attacks against Elite or Boss monsters.
  Lancer [C - Rank] - Denotes a specialty in piercing weapons and charge attacks.
  
  Breakthrough [D - Rank] - Reduces EXP gain from regular enemies. Greatly increases EXP gain from Elites, Bosses, or Chosen.
  Sprinter [D - Rank] - A body built for short bursts of incredible speed in a linear direction.
  Pain Tolerance [D - Rank] - Resilient, perhaps to the point of insensitivity. Injuries are less physicall debilitating; one's body adjusts to compensate for any parts incapable of functioning.
  
  Arcane Enchant [E - Rank] - Enables the usage of magic to grant supernatural augmentations to weaponry or equipment.
  Outrider [E - Rank] - Well-versed in scouting and survival, enabling one to see monsters and landmarks from great distances. Stamina consumption during travel is reduced.
  
  Monstrous Lineage [F - Rank] - Is not entirely human. Enables partial physical transformation into specific monsters to augment one's own capabilities.
  
  Skills
  Vengeance [Passive, Lvl 3] - Stores damage received from an individual enemy, which can be released to deal extra damage back to them. This counter is reset upon being struck by a separate individual enemy.
  
  Fire Resistance [Passive, Lvl 1] - Confers resistance to fire damage, as well as fire-related status effects. As the level increases, resistances increase.
  
  Flame Enchant [Lvl 3] - "Crimson rites, dragon scale, qualia of ember. Flame Enchant." Applies magical flame to a weapon, allowing it to do magical damage and apply a Burning effect upon targets struck, with efficacy dependent on the individual target's resistances and weaknesses.
  
  Pile Bunker [Lvl 3] - A close-range thrust that inexplicably has the same force as if the user had charged at full speed. Ignores a portion of defense and has a knock-back effect applied to it, scaling off the user's maximum movement speed.
  
  Raging Vigor [Lvl 2] - Manifests a flaming aura around the user, dealing fire damage all around them. While Raging Vigor is activated, the Vengeance counter continuously accumulates and does not reset until Raging Vigor is deactivated.
  
  Parameters
  Strength [75]
  Durability [35]
  Vitality [40]
  Speed [60]
  Willpower [30]
  Mana [30]
  Intelligence [20]
  Stamina [55]
  Focus [40]
  Dexterity [30]
  
  
• 
  Beacons: 40 Quartz
  
  Weapon
  Cavalry Lance [Labyrinthian-Modified][Common] - A two-handed lance, suited only for piercing blows. Wrested from the hands of a monster, it was modified to fit the hands of a human, but nevertheless retained its brutish appearance.
  
  Accessories
  Locket [Human-Made][Junk] - A brass locket, within which a few small photographs are stored.
  Half-Demon Mask [Labyrinthian][Rare] - A mask with a demonic visage, which covers the lower part of one's face. Can be activated to increase stamina regeneration and strength, but in return will apply the [Berserk] status upon the wearer, making them incapable of non-offensive actions for a set duration.
  
  Pack
  Other than the common items that any sensible Adventurer would have with them, Kirsten carries a ten-year old smartphone with her. It's basically just a worthless brick, but there's some sentimental value that remains and perhaps even the hope that one day it'll work again, and she could retrieve the memories that existed before the world broke apart.
  

 

[Karcen]

• personal
• backstory
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• 
  Name: Katja Galinka
  Age: 18
  Gender female
  Height 5'7"
  Weight 135lbs
  
• 
  
  If you looked at Katja today you would never guess that before the cataclysm that destroyed the world of old she was a spoiled brat. She grew up the child of money and had everyone wrapped around her little finger. She got anything and everything she wanted. That would ironically lead to her losing everything. She had been demanding a family outing to some place she doesn't even remember, and doesn't even exist anymore. When the earthquakes started and the earth opened to swallow people only to slam shut again Katja watched in horror as her parents were smashed into paste by the moving earth.
  
  The world changed for everyone that day and while Katja knows it was a freak coincidence she has never really stopped thinking her family would have lived if not for her. The guilt she forced upon herself stuck with her even when the quakes stopped and the fires of destruction flickered out. Being only 8 when the world ended and having no way to contact any extended family Katja would somehow end up in what had once been a remote monastery that had opened its doors for the children affected by cataclysm. Katja would live there taking in the faith perhaps seeking her own form of atonement for something only she blamed herself for.
  
  Life in a place not built to house the numbers it now had was not exactly easy, children had to work to eat, farming, tending animals, various charity tasks around the surrounding towns that had somewhat recovered but still needed help. It could have been worse, but it still was hard for kids who had never thought of doing these tasks before to do. Eventually Katja would grow older and while she could have walked the path of a nun and stayed to raise other orphans she instead decided that she had a another calling. The labyrinth was a place of much dread and mystery but also much wealth. Katja wanted to do more than just continue what she had already done to repay the kindness she had been shown and would become and adventurer.
  
  She would make the journey to the labyrinth and join others as they explored, mostly short ventures, though she would find the labyrinth had some kind of dislike for her, in her mind, as while she once found some powerful rare clothes they were a perversion of the holy garb of a nun. Still she ended up using them the buffs were just a bit to good.
  
  
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  Dread name: sister Katja
  Dread Tag: Labyrinth Angel
  Class: Angel Healer
  
  Beacons none
  
  Talents
  
  Seraphim ( S Rank level 3) : The highest of angels bearing 6 blazing wings and the closest to God. These firery beings are anathema to the unholy and their praises to God cause miracles. In function the user can chant orders instead of spells and can empower them by releasing their wings which also create a growing area of holy power.
  
  2 seductress (c):
  3 courtesan(c)
  4 worshiping (d)
  5 healer (d):
  6 thief (d)
  7 Locksmith (d)
  8 linguist (f)
  9 historian ( f)
  
  
  Skills
  Healing prayer 2: while normally a simple healing spell in the form of a prayer with the Seraphim talent it will heal all but brain death and cure anything but magical curses.
  
  Sanctuary 2: creates a dome of holy energy to protect those within and should any undead/ demons enter it will cause damage them.
  
  Absolution 2: an aoe spell that puts lesser undead to rest and weakens stronger ones
  
  Cure 2: a simple holy spell the remove low level ailments.
  
  Parameters
  

  Vitality	25
  Willpower	70
  Mana	80
  Stamina	20
  Dexterity	52
  Intelligence	30
  Awareness	48
  righteousness	80
  flirting resistance	20
  luck	56

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  A character's equipment
  
  Pack
  Collapsible tent, bed roll, quite a bit of pemmican, some sweets, a rosary, and a Bible
  
  Accessories
  None
  Armor
  The saviors' regalia Labyrinth rare
  A rather raunchy nun outfit found by Katja during a short Labyrinth excursion. She is sure the Labyrinth was messing with her with this.
  It's effect is that increases healing spells cast speed and effectiveness.
  
  Weapon
  None
  

 

[Megilagor]

I might be old, and not of much use to all of you during fights, but you count on me to take care of you after it. After all, all I can do right now is support you a lot, like the younglings you are.

Valther Vincent Vernedotte
49 y/o | Male | 6'1'' / 186cm | 176 lbs / 80kg​

• Background and Self
• Dread System
• Equip Menu

• 
  Valter Vincent Vernedotte, is a man of his word, caring and loving to all those that he considers his people. But it wasn’t always like that, since a young age Vincent grew up in a broken house his father and grandfather being mercenaries for private military companies were barely ever home, and with his eternally ill mother and four younger siblings, he had to grow up quick. So as soon as he could he got himself several part-time jobs, his biggest earners were his security guard job during the night time and being a woodcutter for some elderly folk during the day, so Vincent was tired each day but his family could survive thanks to that as his father and grandfather couldn't send them money while they were deployed so he was their money giver.
  
  Some time passed Vincent finished high school his grandfather and father came back the former alive the latter in a coffin. His grandfather Pip was in bad health and could not work but he wished for Vincent to follow in his footsteps as in every generation of this family the oldest man was a mercenary, this tradition apparently started back in the Middle Ages according to Pip.
  
  So Vincent started training under his grandfather's watchful eye, in between the various jobs he worked at, then as soon as he got his grandfather's approval he joined a mercenary company called Wild Geese. Some years passed, and his mercenary company fought many times, their rankings changed each time, ending with Vincent being their leader, but he had to soon retire as the wounds sustained in the line of duty didn’t allow him to fulfill his work anymore, so he retired from his mercenary work at the age of 30. For the last nine years, he worked as a headmaster of an orphanage in the rural part of France. But of course, nothing is ever good at all times, for change is always happening, the Upheaval, as it came to be called turned the world upside down, for Vincent though, he called it his personalized heaven in a piece of hell.
  
  Many people died that day, a lot of his people as well, it was then that his strong emotions of grief concerning his fallen brethren and his strive to better himself so he can be a better Warden for them.
  
  Ironically that was the class the Dread System gave him, but Vincent did not look at it, for a few years, for on his mind right now were only the needed to better himself, so he wandered the new continent called Pangea. It was only four years ago that he took a closer look at his status, discovering his talents and skills. From that on he would wander from a Labyrinth entrance to another, teaching younglings who wanted to delve inside everything he knew so they could at least be somewhat prepared for it, sometimes sparring with a few of them and turning them away with words such as “If you can’t defeat this old man in a spar then what chances do you think you have to live after entering this place.”
  
  But now that he is soon to hit 50, his curiosity about what was inside the labyrinth overcame his steeled-by battlefield senses of incoming doom, so he ventured inside.
  
• 
  Chosen
  Dread Name: Gramps Vincent
  Dread Tag: Elder Guide
  Class: Warden
  
  Beacons: Broke
  
  Talents
  Guide - Rank S 2 lvl- This talent allows the user to excel at providing guidance, advice and practical tips, to help others improve their skills, overcome challenges and achive their goals. While also enhancing his ability to inspire and motivate those listening to him, in turn fostering their growth in those guided by him.
  Caretaker - Rank C - The user possesses a heightened awareness of potential dangers and threats to those under his care. As well as those that are healing under the care of the user heal a bit quicker than normal.
  Survivalist - Rank D - Provides and enhances the users knowledge about wilderness survival as well as first aid, while also providing him an ability to discern edible from inedible plants and meats, though the latter ability's effectiveness depends on the users knowledge, intelligence and past experiences to function properly.
  Surveyor - Rank D - Enhances the player's perception, awareness and detection abilities, making them adept at spotting hidden traps, ambushes and changes in environment while preparing a campsite, resting or while remaining on watch during rest. The effects of this talent are heavily lessened while not performing those activities.
  Voice Projection - Rank E - Allows the user to increase the volume of their voice without straining their voice to a certain degree. It also allows them to learn and use ventriloquism more easily.
  Bojutsu - Rank E - Enhances users ability to use any staff or cane like weaponry, along with granting the users innate familiarity with how to use such weapons, but only within the confines of such art of fighting.
  Wisdom - Rank E - Enhances the users memory , provides an enhanced mental clarity allowing the user to think clearer based on their experiences and can sometimes guide their thoughts towards intuitive insights related to the situation at hand.
  Casanova - Rank F - Allows the user to gain the trust of opposite sex more easily, along with increasing the sway of his words while dealing with anyone interested in the user.
  Analyst - Rank F - Allows the User to gather and analyse information faster along with doing so in parallel to regular thoughts.
  
  Skills:
  
  Rallying Shout 2 - Buffs the targets Speed and Strength by +5 points .
  
  Resilience Rupture 2- Debuffs the targets Willpower and Defense by -5 points.
  
  Fortified Roar 2- Buffs the targets Vitality and Endurance by +7 points.
  
  Watchful Rest [passive]- Allows the user to remain vigilant and aware of what's happening in his surrounding when resting, allowing for an easier time while keeping watch. Drawback being that the user becomes a light sleeper and anything that the user normally would consider possible danger will wake the user up.
  
  
  Parameters
  

  Vitality	20
  Willpower	60
  Mana	30
  Stamina	45
  Intelligence	60
  Awareness	40
  Charisma	50

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  Pack
  Bedroll, knife and Firestarter, dry rations/hardtacks, first aid kit, notebook and pencil, keffiyeh, tipi tent kit, canteen, Alice pack, change of clothes, sewing kit, a bottle of distilled alcohol.
  
  Accessories
  Balder's Spectacles - Labyrinthian - Uncommon - Despite being named after a Nordic god, those glasses only posses three abilities. For starters they can change their dioptics to fit the eyesight of anyone who is wearing them, secondary effect is some sort of personal magnetism making it hard for them to fall off the persons head, and thirdly they are extremely durable and if broken will repair themselves overtime. Making them the perfect eyewear for elderly folk.
  
  Armor
  Layered Protective Gear - Labyrinthian Modified - Common - Just a pair of really well made clothes made from combining a few layers of cloth and leather harvested from dead monsters or what they were wearing. +Durability
  
  Weapon
  Pimp Cane - Human Made - Common- A wooden cane with a metal crow like embellishment on its top. Commonly seen with pimps in the olden times.
  

 

[AnonyMouse]

• Patient File
• Medical History
• Test Results
• Prescriptions

• 

  Franceska Feiss
  
  Age: 23
  
  Gender: female
  
  Height: 5’ 5” (165 cm)
  
  Weight: 125 lbs (57 kg)​

  

  
  
• 
  
  Franceska's mother passed away when she was very young, but her father, Dr. Frederick Feiss, was a prominent researcher and a true rockstar of the medical field. He adored his daughter and spent every moment he could with her. Unfortunately, despite his best efforts to pull her out of her awkward shell, Fran did not inherit any of his charisma. She was precocious, but misanthropic. Her sharp mind led to an even sharper wit, and snark does not often make lasting friendships.
  
  Still, her father had high hopes that she would someday follow in his footsteps and become a fine doctor. There was just one catch: Fran couldn't stand the sight of blood. A single drop was enough to make her dizzy. A thin trickle was enough to make her scream at the top of her lungs. And anything more than that would send her sprinting toward the nearest wastebin to empty her stomach. Fran wanted to be a writer, a programmer, maybe a mathematician or geologist -- anything but deal with humans and their various fluids and afflictions. Ugh.
  
  Sadly, the chance to be anything else was taken away from her when the world was turned upside down. She was thirteen when the Labyrinth emerged. She and her father ran, like most people did. The landscape folded in on itself. The roads crumbled. Monsters prowled the wasteland. They camped in the woods, scavenged, did everything they could to survive. Her father showed her which plants were safe to eat and nursed her back to health when she didn't listen. And they did all of this on the Labyrinth's doorstep. It loomed over them, like an ominous shadow.
  
  But a wounded world needs doctors and it was only a matter of time before things began to settle down and some semblance of civilization returned. People stopped running and started rebuilding. Settlements began to form. Before she knew it, Fran and her father were part of a little village. Frederick wasn't just a doctor, he was the doctor. Neighbors and travelers came to him for aid and their home became a small clinic... which meant Fran became his medical assistant. Fate had a way of leading her down the paths she least wanted.
  
  Fortunately, the Upheaval had shown her things far worse than a little blood. Fran still cringed when the scalpels and needles came out, but at least she could stomach it now, without crying like a little girl or puking her guts up. He could trust her in the operating room. They were a team, just like the adventurers they stitched back together. On busy days, or when her father wasn't available, she sometimes handled patients herself. She was a teenager now --practically an adult-- and people looked up to her. But she was still quick to correct them when they accidentally called her Doctor Feiss.
  
  As time went on, the village grew and so did their clinic. Other clinics sprang up, too. And other doctors arrived. And healers, too. Yeah, 'healers'... people with magical Talents who could fix an injury with a wave of their hands. Fran bit her tongue any time they came around, hawking their potions and devilry. Although she never wanted to be a doctor, she had always respected the trade. Her father had worked his whole life to do this, while these people learned it overnight because a stupid hole in the ground decided they could.
  
  Great, the Labyrinth fucked us twice, she thought. Her father was all smiles, but Fran's cynicism grew, festered into apathy, as a steady stream of adventurers flowed into the clinic. The chasm between the Chosen and the talentless yawned. No amount of hard work could fill it... so why bother? Why try? This had always been just a job, anyway. Patients are just fresh meat. You’re not here to save the world. There’s nothing left to save.
  
  Meanwhile, the village became a town. The town became a city -- the greatest city in the world! She wasn't sure who got the bright idea to call it 'Ambition,' but... whatever, it grows on ya. Life in the city meant more options. Maybe she could get out of the medical trade, find a job that doesn't involve stitching up bite marks on adventurers' asscheeks. But the city had a hospital now, with real medical equipment, computers, labs, microscopes, scanners, all the bells and whistles. Being a doctor had never been easier. And I gotta admit, I look good in a labcoat.
  
  Her father worked his way up to an administrative position. He had always been a, “we can do great things if we work together,” type of guy. Fran worked her way down to the basement. She had always been a “fuck off, I still have three minutes left on my break,” type of girl. She spent her days running tests, typing up patient records, and being a prickly little desk jockey. It was the perfect job. She didn’t have to deal with people down there.
  
  One day, her Talents manifested. When the DS interface appeared before her eyes, Fran thought nothing of it. Blood magic, huh? Am I a joke to you? She had never seen such a thing before. That letter 'S' was certainly different. It might be a conversation-starter, so she immediately set her DS to private, before anyone could get any bright ideas. See nothing, say nothing, do nothing.
  
  But that’s when the blackouts started. They were infrequent at first. Some days, she would lose track of time and wake up somewhere else in the hospital, usually upstairs, where the real doctors worked. Sometimes, in the morgue. Sometimes, in the emergency room. A couple of hours, lost. And then, a day or two. A week here and there. The families of patients she didn’t know thanked her in the grocery store. Nurses celebrated her for surgeries she didn’t remember performing, or consoled her for the ones who didn’t pull through.
  
  “I’m sorry. I know you did the best you could, doctor."
  
  She put on a forced smile during these encounters. Even when her father continually asked if she was okay, she kept up her mask of indifference. He said she seemed different. He knew. But, even if she wanted to tell him the truth, she had no idea how or where to start. So, she smiled and brushed it off. Good job. Can’t let these meatbags see who you really are. I don’t even know who I really am.
  
  She knew she had a problem and needed to solve it. Her DS was broken. She couldn't read some of the skills and talents. They appeared glitchy and broken, like bugs in the code. Some nights, she got lost on her way home and ended up at the Labyrinth gates, where she would just stand there, staring up at the entrance until she mustered the strength to turn away. She tried to just ignore it. That always works. I feel better already! Everything's fine. You're fine, Fran. No, I'm fine. You're the problem..
  
  "Hey, Doc! You're early," someone said. Fran wheeled around to see a man there. An adventurer. Armor, big sword, handsome. She recognized him, but couldn't put a name to the face. "Came to scope the place out, eh? Smart. That's why we chose you," he said, with a big grin. "Big day tomorrow. The team's all set. We're gonna do great."
  
  She had no idea what the fuck he was talking about, but she was used to it by now, strangers treating her like they were best buds. Fran merely nodded and let him continue talking. It always amazed her how long idiots could carry on one-sided conversations. While he prattled on about nothing, she lazily thrust her hands into her pockets. She felt something inside and cautiously pulled it out: a pass to enter the Labyrinth. Oh, fuck... what have you done?
  
  "Niiiice, I see you got your license sorted. Congrats," the adventurer said, giving her a friendly clap on the shoulder. She recoiled from his touch. Her blood tingled, echoed with violent intent. Darkness collapsed upon her. The night air chilled her to the bone.
  
  The next thing she knew, she was in an unfamiliar place. Rolling hills of red-stained grass under a pure blue sky. Trees, tattered by claw marks, their branches decorated with eviscera, draped like moss. Red crystals bloomed all around her, jutting from corses. So many corpses. A big sword, broken in half. The inky black remains of monsters were scattered about, their white bones jutting upward from pools of wafting miasma. Weak, but their blood served us well. He was right: we did great today, a voice said. Her thoughts, but not her thoughts. Fran doubled over and dry heaved. Stop, you're embarassing us. Have some class. She blacked out again before anything could come up.
  
  Each time Fran awoke, she found herself deeper into the Labyrinth. Yes, the Labyrinth. That must be what this is. She felt as if she knew this place, knew how to go deeper. But, more importantly, she knew how to get out. Each time she came to her senses, she would make for the nearest ascent. And, each time, the monsters, traps, and hazards appeared. Sometimes she merely curled into a ball and cried. Sometimes, she fought and won, using this power she loathed. But, most times, she was overwhelmed and the darkness came. Pathetic. I'll take it from here, stupid girl.
  
  Meanwhile, in the surface world, months have passed. Other than her father, very few people mourned the disappearance of Franceska Feiss. "Who? Oh, that redhead who worked in the basement? The one who looks exactly like Dr. Faust? Damn, I didn't even know her name." People die all the time in Ambition.
  
  
• Dread Name: Dr. Frangilla Faust
  
  Dread Tag: none yet
  
  Class: Chosen -- Blood Witch
  
  Beacons: 130 quartz
  

  Psych Profile​

  The onset of Fran's Talents fractured her psyche, resulting in an 'evil' alter ego, known as Dr. Faust. For Fran, these psychotic breaks are experienced as blackouts and gaps in her memory. But, even when Fran is in control, Faust is always waiting, watching, searching for ways to emerge and eliminate its cowardly, 'weaker' half. One sees herself as a Labyrinthian emissary, a loyal servant of the abyss. The other just wants to go home.
  
  Aside from the obvious differences in behavior, the two minds share Talents, Skills, and Parameters, but with some small differences. Exp earned as Fran will benefit both, but exp earned as Faust does not always reach Fran, resulting in slightly different skill levels. Anything shown in red is specific to Faust. Talents shown in red are heavily suppressed when Fran is in control, but are still subconsciously active. Even if her DS is set to 'public' these shrouded Talents will not reveal themselves.
  
  
  
  Pre-Existing Conditions​
  Blood Mage (S) (Lvl 5) --- This individual possesses advanced knowledge of the various uses of blood, including its function as a conduit for mana and life, and is adept at manipulating these properties for defensive, offensive, magical, or medical purposes. Higher levels grant near-immunity to toxin and poison, as well as the ability to utilize blood in divination and magical script.
  
  Labyrinthian Entity (D) --- (unique) The Labyrinth's mind-altering effects are exceptionally strong in this Chosen, which has created the entity known as "Dr. Faust," and allows it to observe Fran's actions and, if necessary, hijack her mind/body, resulting in blackouts. The entity is given slightly altered stats and Faust-specific Talents, more fitting of its role as an agent of the Labyrinth.
  
  Surgeon (C) --- The Chosen has a higher chance of successfully performing high-risk medical procedures, such as mending grievous injuries or correctly diagnosing and treating severe illnesses. Also grants an efficiency boost to healing spells, causing them to use less mana.
  
  Vampire (D) --- The Chosen hungers for the fresh blood and/or flesh of others and satisfying this hunger can provide temporary stat buffs / debuffs. For example, drinking the blood of a powerful monster or warrior may grant strength and endurance, but hurt speed. The blood of a mage may restore mana or boost intelligence, but hurt physical fitness.
  
  Magelore (C) --- The Chosen has a heightened understanding of magic and mana, leading to more experience earned when spells are used. Higher ranks can allow incantation-less spellcasting and the ability to see mana and/or hidden evidence of magic, such as seals, sigils, and barriers.
  
  Torturer (E) --- The Chosen has a sadistic streak and aims to prolong suffering, at the cost of lethality. Attacks against weakened, downed, or immobilized enemies will deal less damage, but cause more pain. Weapons have an increased chance of causing a "bleeding" or "crippled" state.
  
  Archivist (E) --- The Chosen possesses an enhanced memory and the ability to retain and categorize information, often accompanied by a compulsion to write or illustrate what she sees. At higher ranks, can allow the Chosen to write magical contracts, runes, or seals.
  
  Deception (E) --- Provides a small stealth buff and an increased ability to lie or conceal items and/or information. This also grants resistance to some mind-reading and/or mind-altering effects and, at higher levels, can allow for illusion magic.
  
  Labyrinth Authority (F) --- Your throne awaits. The Labyrinth calls you home. Each step, familiar. Your fealty, rewarded.
  
  
  
  Symptoms​
  Red Heal (lvl 5) --- A rare 'healing' spell which allows the caster to perform precise, targeted treatment, using mana the way a surgeon would use their hands and surgical tools. Cannot create biomass, such as restoring lost blood or regenerating destroyed appendages/organs. Requires advanced medical knowledge, precise mana control, and relies on the Intelligence parameter, rather than Righteousness.
  
  Simple Command Blood (lvl 2 (+2)) --- (passive) Allows a Blood Mage to telekinetically control their own blood, at the cost of mana. Cannot alter the blood's state. (For example, spells which fire crystallized blood, cannot be returned to liquid form and reintroduced into the body.) Range is limited to 10 meters, but increases with levels.
  
  Hemophage (lvl 2 (+2)) --- (passive) Infecting others with her blood will build up toxicity, eventually triggering the blood curse, "Hemophage." The blood of targets afflicted by Hemophage is now hers to command, at a higher mana cost. Willpower and resistances to magic, poison, curses, or toxins can make this significantly more difficult or impossible.
  
  Vampiric Claws (lvl 4) --- (Faust only) Crimson claws emerge from Faust's hands. Attacks which strike flesh will leech stamina and blood from organic enemies. Striking vital organs or main arteries will rapidly build Hemophage ticks.
  
  Blood Barrage (lvl 4) --- Fires a continuous barrage of thin red needles from the caster's palm. Extremely high rate of fire, but low damage. Is ineffective against armor and will rapidly drain blood supply if it is sustained for long. Builds up ticks of "Hemophage" if the blood needles become embedded in an organic enemy.
  
  Transfusion Arrow (Mana) (lvl 3) --- Create a syringe-tipped arrow of crystallized blood, which will leech the mana of the first target it strikes, at a rate of 4% per second. (Absorption rate increases with skill level.) Striking a second target will transfer the stolen mana to them. Only works on organics.
  
  Transfusion Arrow (Stamina) (lvl 2) --- Create a syringe-tipped arrow of crystallized blood, which will leech the stamina of the first target it strikes, at a rate of 2% per second. (Absorption rate increases with skill level.) Striking a second target will transfer the stolen stamina to them. Only works on organics.
  
  
  
  
  Vital Signs​

  Vitality	30 (+5)
  Strength	19 (+16)
  Willpower	25 (+20)
  Defense	20
  Stamina	25
  Mana	75 (+10)
  Intelligence	80 (-20)
  Agility	15 (+15)
  Stealth	30 (+20)
  Wickedness	15 (+35)

  
  
• Pack​

  Medical kit, (a leather-bound case containing gauze, bandages, salves, antibiotics, disinfectants, stitches, scalpels, bonesaw,) an assortment of empty glass vials and syringes, an unusual amount of knives, canteen, rope, camping gear, journal, writing utensils, and more candy than any adult should have.
  

  Accessories​

  Doctor's Bag --- Grade: Labyrinthian (Common) --- Effect: Inventory Access
  A basic 'bag of holding' which allows the wearer to access their inventory without opening their DS interface. These come in many forms, but Fran's looks like a white courier bag with a red cross on the side. Does not enhance inventory capacity in any way, but makes it a little easier to get items, since she can simply reach inside and pull out what she needs, instead of scrolling through a UI.
  

  Armor​

  Faust's Labcoat --- Grade: Labyrinthian (Unique) --- Effect: Ez Clean
  Fran isn't quite sure when this item appeared in her inventory in place of her old clothing, or why its item description bears Faust's name. A gift from the Labyrinth, perhaps? All she knows is that it stays clean. A quick splash of water --even dirty water-- and it comes out spotless once more. If only the same could be said of everything else she wears...
  

  Weapons​

  Serpentera, the Snake Staff --- Grade: Labyrinthian (Rare) --- Effect: Swap Forms
  A long black polearm, recovered from a dead adventurer. It is made of segments of ornately-engraved metal pipe, held together by an internal chain. Serpentera can be wielded as a staff or, at its user's command, separate into a chain whip. Fran typically uses it as a walking stick or for whacking monsters that get too close. Faust, however, is quite adept at using both forms, and seamlessly integrates her blood magic into its usage.

  

 

[RedArmyShogun]

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  Name: Sharon Sinclair
  Age: 27
  Gender: Female
  Height: 5'5"
  Weight: 135lb
  
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  Background and Self: Originally a Native of what was once in the old-world Sheffield, England, her life was largely unremarkable, two parent, two sibling home, working class family. Other than upon High School Graduation, she Enlisted into the British Army, being assigned a posting in Gilbralter, she was a simple soldier, an infantryman on paper that mostly handled clerical work, or so it was to be. Shortly after basic and barely getting into her new role, the world went straight to hell. With the upheaval, the slamming of Africa into Europe The Rock of Gilbralter became the Mountain of Gilbralter, which ironically saved it from the other geological horrors to unfold, or at least some of those at it.
  
  With heavy losses, the total breakdown in order, society, civilization, an exodus of her Countrymen, ventured across foot, past the horrors and the struggles of those early days, days became weeks, weeks became months, however they found an England that was utterly alien and a mass grave. Most men and women in the trek took up whatever means they had to survive, and all authority collapsed.
  
  Eventually she would bounce from city to city, be they ruins or the new cities of man. Reaching Ambition after a harrowing trek, Sharon would take up work as a cleaner, servant and bodyguard to a diplomat, one with the qualities of a Mage, A Horas Lupin, which was a new low for her... Aside from her brief stint as a Bandit which led to this curious case of employment to the Mage. With her previous training, survival skills, and questionable past, she was bit by bit, broken into her new role, with her will long having been damaged by the upheaval. Finding things that the Labyrinth liked to its own designs, more so those upon herself.
  
  With a ,mix of skills and being a member of the Adventurers Guild, she journeys with her "Master" her will and spirit were mostly at a new low as she went along with whatever was decided, till just recently, the rumored S Rank awakenings that were all the rage in the Guild, provided she wasn't crazy. Seeing a name, seeing an S rank designation, it was all a bit much. Still she made her way to The Director. Master Lupin could be dealt with later.
  
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  Dread Name: Sharon Ironblood
  Dread Tag: Battle Maid of Albion
  Class: Battle Maid
  
  Beacons 46 Quartz
  
  
  Talents
  
  Talent: Sniping (S) - A skilled Sniper, more than skilled, the quality of sniper that becomes Legend. She has a number of talents and skills that feed directly into this.
  
  Maid (C) - Skilled at cleaning, cooking, care taking, organizational tasks, washing clothing, or cleaning items and areas set to be camps. It has crossed into the realm of a
  compulsion. Which is at odds with her brusque language.
  
  Scouting (C) - Skilled in tracking and learning the "lay of the land", she is a capable reconnaissance asset. Useful for setting up ambushes or chasing a retreating force.
  
  Gunner (D) - Principally skilled in the use of guns in general.
  
  Appraising (D) - The ability to identify items and their values or nature if found in drops or salvaged.
  
  Running (D) - Somewhat skilled at running for long distances and periods of time.
  
  Chemist (E) - This chosen can understand the chemical composition of the Labyrinth, to make chemical and material formulas to produce equipment once specialized paths are chosen
  
  Tailoring (E) - Can somewhat craft or repair torn clothing and leather items.
  
  Sailing (F) - "Yeah, Sailing, the hell do yah mean why it's F Rank? You see any oceans or lakes in here yet?"
  
  
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  Skills
  
  Mad Minute (lv2) Upon activation the Chosen can fire 26 shoots at numerous (or one) targets of up to and under 300 yards range, with great accuracy within a minute.
  
  Ya Missed a Spot (lvl2) : The Chosen fires a single shot that does bonus damage when firing through terrain cover, enemies, or armor (if the shot manages to penetrate). Higher levels grant greater shot penetration. Trash can't hide from this maid.
  
  Silent Service (Lv2): The Chosen is able to lower the aggro detection and even the willingness of the enemy to engage her once active for 15 seconds, that the beasts of the Labyrinth to where, at least in conjunction with others, allowing her to escape or throw enemy attention elsewhere, or muddle the senses briefly to carry out an infiltration.
  
  Parameters
  

  Vitality	40
  Strength	30
  Defense	45
  Stamina	50
  Dexterity	55
  Hand-Eye Coordination	80
  Stealth	45
  Perception	70
  Luck	50
  Willpower	35
  Agility	30

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  A character's equipment
  
  Portable Soup rations
  Hardtack
  Water Pouch
  Cleaning items, from a broom to dusting rags or alchemical solutions
  Sewing kit
  Tanner knife
  Lighter
  Rolled cigarettes
  Magitech "radio" communicator
  Traveler's sack of Smoked Beef(?) Jerky
  Collapsable tent
  An old-world silver plate, fork and spoon, stoneware cup and bowl
  Gun cleaning kit
  Bedroll
  
  Accessories
  Sniper's Badge - Grade Common, Human made - An ornate badge given for excellency in marksmanship and hitting S Rank, provides no benefits, also paired with martial style cords for note of this and scouting.
  
  Armor
  Maid of Albion - (Rare - Labyrinthian): As if to taunt her she lucked up and found a suit of Maid clothing, scaled to her size with some alterations made to it. It boosts her defense and seems to be a needed item to pursue her job and title, as well as activating her skills.
  
  Weapon
  Lee Enfield Scoped - Seneschal - Grade Common - Labyrinthian: A bolt action sniper rifle gained a few months into her service from a chest, stylized in the form of a Lee Enfield style rifle from the 1930's-1940's. Ammo is somewhat scarce on the current floor.
  
  Dagger - Grade Common, Human Made): A simple steel sword made by human hands worn on the right hip with a belt mounted sheathe.
  
  Short Sword - Grade Common, Human Made): A simple steel sword made by human hands worn on the left hip with a belt mounted sheath.
  
  

 

[EmperorsChosen]

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  Name: Sebastian Gerallt
  Age: 31
  Gender: Male
  Height: 6’4”
  Weight: 224 lbs
  
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  Background and Self
  Prior to the catastrophe, Sebastian was a rather ordinary man. He worked a boring day job as a banker, though he at the time seemed to have a bright future ahead and was climbing the ladder. He even had a fiance and was preparing to purchase a home. However, once the labyrinth appeared and everything went to hell, he lost everything. First came the panic at all technology failing, and then came the creatures. Everything Sebastian had known crumbled around him, and he was left separated from what bastions of humanity still remained.
  
  At first, he tried hunker down and hide, however as stocked supplies dwindled, he had to venture out. Sebastian found others overtime, mostly talentless, but some chosen, however he always ended up alone, through luck or desperation. The goal was to make it to civilization, one of the surviving bastions of humanity. However, each breakthrough seemed to be met with more loss and hindrances. A survivor was found and two more perished or went their own way.
  
  He found himself alone, desperate, and starving. Scavenging what little he could and hiding from the creatures around him. Through the malnutrition and desperation, something within him and he awakened. Sebastian, formerly scavenging and hiding like a rat, now hunted the very creatures he used to be horrified of and used them to spur himself further. At first, it was for survival, but through this trying time, a secondary purpose was forged, then a tertiary.
  
  Nutrients was the first, nourishing him so that he could continue. However as his circumstances stabilized, rage and vengeance took priority. He knew very little of these monsters or the maze, just that they had destroyed his once peaceful life. Paring down these creatures from destroyers to food provided him with a semblance of satisfaction. The other purpose was to distance himself from his fellow man. Man had emotions, empathy, feelings—things that made coping with his loss quite difficult. Thus, becoming a monster in his own right helped protect his psyche.
  
  Formerly, a banker. Ordinary and boring. Now, he is a butcher.
  
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  Dread Name: Simon Blood
  Dread Tag: Butcher of Leicester
  Class: Butcher
  
  Beacons: ???
  
  Talents
  S Rank:
  Butching - Talent Level 3
  
  • The user has a staggering proficiency for cleaving meat with sharp knives and blades, regardless of if said meat is pre-prepared or still moving. Such talent lends itself to proficiency with bladed weapons and skills involving them as well as cook preparation. User is able to produce perfect and delectable cuts from fallen creatures.
  C Rank:
  
  • Cooking - Capable of higher tier dishes with greater bonuses as well as can utilize higher grade ingredients.
  • Barbarian - Capable of enduring large amounts of pain that seem to spur an even greater counterattack. Holders of such talent do not shy away from pain but rather seek to brave damage, instilling even greater destruction and fear toward those that aggrieved them.
  
  D Rank:
  
  • Musclehead - User holds a powerful physique that doesn’t appear to deteriorate naturally.
  • Running - Bonus to running speed
  F Rank:
  
  • Tracking - User can identify some tracks of creatures and animals and is capable of following a trail.
  • Killer - Proficient and undisturbed in the taking of lives.
  • Warrior - Yearns for a frontal fight, holding a bonus for strength and endurance.
  • Clerk - Qualified to sell products, handle money, and keep records of business.
  
  Skills
  
  • Eye for Quality (Lvl 2) - The butcher’s expertise allows them to analyze a target adversary and identify weak-points in the creature for which to obtain the most pristine cuts of meat.
  • Shank (Lvl 2) - The butcher cleaves at the shank of the target, tearing flesh from the monster in question, obtaining a shank cut for cooking, and cripples use of said limb.
  • Gut (Lvl 2) - The butcher cleaves at the front torso of the target, tearing flesh from the monster in question, obtaining a brisket, plate, or flank cut for cooking and causing the creature to bleed, taking damage over time.
  
  Parameters
  
  • Vitality: 55
  • Willpower: 45
  • Stamina: 30
  • Defense: 40
  • Strength: 50
  • Speed: 20
  • Dexterity: 70
  • Intelligence: 35
  • Awareness: 40
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  Pack
  
  • Bedroll
  • Portable cooking set
  • Fancy knifeware and butcher set
  • Fancy cutlery set
  • Flatware, Seasonings.
  
  Accessories
  
  • Butcher’s Apron - Common-grade. Man-made. A simple apron to be worn when preparing food.
  • Common Reading Glasses - Common-grade. Man-made. A pair of prescription glasses for the butcher to wear when reading.
  Armor
  
  • Banker’s Suit - Common grade, man made suit consisting of slacks, a button-up dress shirt, dress shoes, and a tie.
  Weapon
  
  • Great Butcher’s Cleaver - Rare Grade. An impractically-sized cleaver with visible stains of blood, curated specifically for the butchering of impractically-sized creatures.
  

 

[Inheritance]

Name:
Caspian Talonguard
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Height:
6'3
Weight:
215lbs

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Dread System
Dread Name: Caspian Silverwing
Dread Tag: The Holy Avenger
Class: Paladin

Beacons

Talents
Lightweilder-B
Caspian, being pure of heart and righteous of deed, is able to weild the light of his God around him to create an aura of light. This aura has a permenant protection from evil around him that allows him to resist evil spells, curses, and weapons. It also enables his own sword to carry the light of his God, dealing extra damage to evil enemies (especially Undead and Demons). His aura also expands to those in close proximity, assuming they aren't evil


Swordsmanship-B
Clerical Spells-C
Diplomacy-C
Commander-D
Leadership-C
Lancer-F
Healer-D
Hand-To-Hand-F

Skills
Talent: Swordsmanship
Skill- Shield Mastery: For most, a tower shield trades greater defense for manuverability and dexterity, but Caspian has long since mastered his tower shield. Using his large tower shield costs much less stamina than normal, and reduces a greater amount of damage.

Talent: Clerical Spells
Skill- Remove Curse: Caspian's holy magic allows him to remove curses once per week. This ability drains his health temporarily, but permanently cures curses.

Parameters
Vitality -- 45
Willpower --45
Stamina -- 50
Defense -- 60
Strength -- 50
Speed -- 10
Intelligence -- 25
Righteousness -- 68
Charisma- 55

Equip Menu
Aside from supplies to keep his armor and weapons in good shape, he doesn't need much equipment. He has a few potions of healing for emergencies, but not much aside from that. Most wealth he manages to aquire he gives away to the needy.

Pack
He has supplies to start a camp such as flint&steel, bedroll, oil, and rations. He of course carries rope with him at all times.

Accessories
He has a cape with a sigil of a griffon on it, his family crest. It has minor blessings to help defend him against evil spells.

Armor
Grandious plate mail that has long protected him from harm. Some say the Gods blessed it on account of his righteousness and drive to aid those in need.

Almost as much as he uses his armor, his tower shield is one of his best defenses available. He usually carries it across his back until combat ensues.


Weapon
Griffonheart: His hand and a half sword, beautifully forged and blessed with powerful holy spells, has been a bane to evil forces for many years. It is his primary and main tool for offense.

Bane of Darkness- Caspian's blade deals extra damage to undead and demons

Eternal Glory- This sword can only be broken by powerful evil spells or dieties

Healing Light- Griffonheart heals a small fraction of damage dealt to its weilder if fighting evil opponents