Fantasy False Savior [Characters]

[TanteRegenbogen]

Character template:

Name
Age
Gender
Species
Master deity (which deity or ancient you serve/are blessed by, only one)
Profession/Combat class
Appearance
Weapon(s) (medieval/fantasy weaponry, most advanced being arcane muskets, no machine guns)
Armor/Gear (includes clothing)
Skills (both combat and practical skills)
Weakness (a physical weakness, such as slowness or weakness to magics)
Pet/Companion
Personality
Background

Optional:
Alignment (as in Lawful, Neutral, Chaotic and Good, Neutral, Evil axes)

 

[GumGumChomp]

Name: Jehanne, just Jehanne.
Age: ~100
Gender: She/Her
Species: Elf
Master Deity: Daevalin, God of Harvest
Profession/Combat class: Farmer/Druid
Appearance: Jehanne doesn’t stand out in a crowd, and it’s not unusual for her to be mistaken for a simple farmer rather than a General. She doesn’t mind it so much, though, as she is a farmer, just one with some neat tricks. Standing at 5’0, her hair is the first thing people notice. Short and curly, it sticks close to her head, and its white color can be likened to wool. In steep contrast, her skin is tanned from hours a day working in the sun, and she is sturdily built thanks to the grueling work. She has wide, grey eyes that rarely stay focused on one spot for long. Her ears stick out straight sideways, their pointed tips giving away her elvish lineage, and are pierced at the ends. Her patchy clothes consist of simple greens and browns, covering her from neck to toe. While insects are a crucial part of the ecosystem, she still doesn’t enjoy them getting their fix from her, so she rarely, if ever, shows skin beyond her head.
Weapon(s): Scythe, Pitchfork, and Bow. First two are mainly for intimidation purposes, but they’ll hurt if you get hit with them.
Armor/Gear (includes clothing): Simple clothing, a straw hat for those hot days, a wool coat for the cold ones, and a belt with pouches containing various seasonal seeds. A backpack with a whole bunch of farming tools on hooks along the side, specifically a spade, a sickle, an axe, a small knife, and both garden and sheep shears, along with a bedroll on top. Inside the backpack is dried fruits and meats packaged up all neatly, a canteen, and a roll of spiderweb gauze just in case.
Skills (both combat and practical skills): Farming, Plant Magic, Beast Taming, Enhancement Magic, Stamina, and Survival Knowledge
Weakness (a physical weakness, such as slowness or weakness to magics): Weak to Necromancy, Darkness, and Elemental Magic, and is fragile in general, it doesn’t take many hits to take her out.
Pet/Companion: A little opossum named Mister Sir
Personality: Jehanne, at her simplest, is a kind woman who only wants those around her to grow and thrive, free of suffering. However, this leads her to be self-sacrificing, and she will never willingly talk about her own feelings. A people pleaser at heart, only something truly terrible will make her ignore a request for help, even if it would put her in harms way or if those asking are taking advantage of her generosity.
Background: Jehanne was born to two farmers who own a modest bit of land. Her youth was spent with little human interaction, her closest neighbor being another farm just within walking distance. When she did go to the city to sell crops and buy goods, Jehanne shrunk into a timid creature with barely the confidence to even attempt to haggle, although those that knew her gave her good deals nonetheless thanks to her kind nature. The years went by like this, living a humble life with no real troubles beyond the occasional dry season. This all changed when the end times came about.

Without the nourishment of the sun, her family’s farm suffered, as did all farms. It was truly a godsend when a caring man named Roik, the Hero of Attis himself, passed by her farm on the way back from an adventure. From the kindness of his heart, he offered to cast light magic on the farm, allowing plants to grow again, in exchange for simply providing him and his followers with a certain amount of crops a harvest. Her family agreed, grateful for Roik’s help, and would send any surplus crops to him in addition to the tribute. Finally, their hardships were over.

At least, at first. A plague spread through the land, destroying the food that they grew. They grew what the could, but it was hardly enough to sustain themselves, never mind a tribute. They sent a letter to Roik, knowing that the benevolent man would understand their situation. However, naught but a week later, in the dead of night, a fire spread. It grew and grew, engulfing the farm and house in flame. Jehanne managed to escape the blaze, rushing outside. Panting and wheezing from the sprint once out of immediate danger, she didn’t immediately notice glowing writing on the ground. “If you cannot hold your end of a bargain, you must be punished. I do not take treachery lightly.” Stunned by this, and her exhaustion weighing on her, she collapsed on the ground as the inferno grew.
Alignment: Neutral Good

 

[PenutTheGhost]

Name: Luscious Hylder(Lucy for short)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Master deity:Ancient of Corruption
Profession/Combat class: Dark priest/pretty street thief
Appearance:

Lucy wears a bright yellow hat and a pair of boots that stands out to most in the bleak rundown town he lives in. He wears wraps of cloth around his wrists and hands and wears the mark of the ancient being he serves on his chest.
Weapon(s):Lucy doesn't use any known weapons but instead makes use of the powers given to him by the ancient being he serves. He can use their powers to regenerate parts of his body or heal others but this process corrupts parts of his body, namely his arms, turning soft skin into rough bark that has a dark purple color to it. This corrupt skin could also be used to grow tendrils or fleshy shields at will.
Armor/Gear: not much protective gear as he mainly avoids being stuck in the middle of fights or battles and would rather be on an advantage point like a higher elevation than the enemy
Skills: Can regenerate, heal and can form basically flesh weapons from his corruption. He also knows some corrupt and ancient dialects as well as knowing how to rob and steal from people.
Weakness: His corruption makes him highly sensitive to light and fire of any kind. This weakens his corruption which weakens his own magic powers as well.
Pet/Companion: n/a
Personality: Lucy is commonly selfish and self centered to most people but sometimes shows his kindness and caring side to those he sees as a friend.
Background: Lucy has lived most his life in the slums of a backwater city he doesn't even know the name of. He has no memories of his life, family or other connections before meeting the Ancient being of the corruption. He can't remember why he serves 'them' but he assumes it was a hunger for power and greed which lead to the corruption and main source of his powers to deform his own hands and arms which he needed to cover up with cloth and rags to avoid getting to much attention.The clothing he wears doesn't help but if keeps him warm and prevents getting to much exposure to light and fire which greatly weakens him. He knows that this can reverse some of the effects of the corruption but it would be a painful process and to prevent the corruption from reaching his heart or mind he is forced to do this every few months. He has the ability to heal others, regenerate parts of his body and create flesh weapons from his corrupt arms. He has survived in the streets using these powers to rob and steal from unlucky civilians and take what he can to sell at the night markets.But sometimes he would find someone worthy of his kindness, being on old beggar suffering from a disease or poor mother trying to feed her child. All he sees as innocent he uses his powers to help and heal them but seeing people like that is seldom is this wretched city...
Alignment: Neutral Good

 

[TanteRegenbogen]

Name: Nenelia (no family name since she was an orphan)/Nenelia of the Black City
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Master deity: Ancient of Pestilence/Purity
Profession/Combat class: Lich, former Priestess
Appearance:
Weapon(s): She carries a large staff with a purple crystal on it. While the staff is her focus object for magic, the staff is in fact a sheathed greatsword with the part the crystal is on being the hilt. She doesn't use the sword part as much as it as a staff though.
Armor/Gear: She wears black armor under a black hooded cloak.
Skills: Her strengths are healing magic and dark magic followed by necromancy and swordsmanship. She has an intermediate cooking ability and can also craft some potions. Her minor skills are hand to hand combat and enhancement magic.
Weakness: She is slow compared to the average combatant.
Pet/Companion: A summonable undead bear that she can ride. The bear has patchy fur and glowing red eyes. While it looks diseased, it is still strong and has an intimidating roar.
Personality: While Nenelia was still a priestess of Attis, she was a naive person who only believed in the good of this world. But ever since her abuse by the Hero of Attis, her personality has been broken. While she still appears innocent and naive at times, it can be interrupted by psychotic outbreaks and twisted logic. While she does want to stop the Hero of Attis, she is likely to be more cruel than necessary to the followers of Attis. The influence of the ancients only made her worse. Towards allies, she will be friendly. Though some aspects of her personality may even make allies uneasy.
Background: Nenelia was orphaned at an early age and spent the first 12 years of her life in an orphanage. Eventually she was taken in as an apprentice to the temple of Attis where at 19, she would complete her apprenticeship and be officially ordained as a priestess of Attis. But not long after she would lost her healing abilities and the end of times came about. She zealously followed the Hero of Attis, but he abused her and used her for his sick experiments. Eventually when Nenelia thought she would be released of the suffering, Attis prevented her soul from passing on, making her a lich. One day, the Hero of Attis had no need for her anymore and abandoned her during a trip. On the brink of death again, she called out for help and someone answered. The voice said they would mend her rotten corpse in turn for loyalty. She agreed and became the servant of the Ancient of Pestilence and Purity. It granted her abilities of both aspects. The ancient voiced that it wanted to be amused, however didn't take kindly upon Attis' influence upon the life cycle. Therefore Nenelia had to take out the Hero of Attis, but also see to that the followers of the new gods didn't overstep.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

[1Lucker]

Name: Jayce Damon ( Time Warden, Elder )
Age: >500
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Master deity: Ancient of Time
Profession/Combat class: Time Warden/Warlock
Appearance:
Weapon(s): Scythe, short sword wreathed in fire
Armor/Gear: Always wears a dark robe with metal woven through it and carries a pocket watch of some kind.
Skills: Elemental magic, time manipulation (speed up/slow down people's time, make time pass slightly faster or slower), ages very slowly. Speaks many of the known languages and several of the lost ones.
Weakness: He has terrible people skills after spending so much time alone. Frequently gets distracted by something in the time stream and doesn't pay attention to the present. Weak to necromancy.
Pet/Companion: A wolf the size of a housecat
Personality: Not shy, but prefers to be alone. He has lived for a long time, even before the war, and people don't understand him.
Background: He's a wanderer, and generally avoids people, unless they need help. He joined the war effort, but disappeared almost immediately. He is an advisor for the Dark Army, but not an actual leader. He was born centuries back, several hundred years before the war, and was gifted Time manipulation by the ancient of Time. He used it to slow down his personal aging, so he's still 'young' come the End times.

Alignment: Neutral Good