Fantasy Shrinekeeper CS

[Shibe]

Your character can be any gender, age, appearance, sexuality, or species you desire. Just please remember to be somewhat realistic, and give a bit of background information about them and their species unless they’re human. Thank you!

Character Sheet Form

Name

Species

Age

Role/Occupation

Gender

Height

Weight

Appearance
(You can use a face claim if you wish, if so try to find a more cartoonish one. I believe those would fit better in this type of RP. You can also use your own art for your character, if you are unable to find a picture for their appearance a detailed description is acceptable as well.)

Sexuality

Relationship Status
(Married, single, widowed, divorced, etc)

Any Special Abilities/Powers
(If none just leave blank)

Strengths and Weaknesses
(Can’t have too many or too little, try not to overpower your character or render them helpless in a battle)

Weapon(s)
(If none just leave blank)

Personality

Background
(Region of origin, culture, a summary of their life, any other details you would like to include about them.)

And here are some examples of mythical species for some ideas of what you’d like your character to be: Nekomata, Harpy, Siren, Centaur/Satyr, Changeling, Imp, Ghoul, Werewolf (or other wereanimals), Fairy, Mutant, Elf, Naga, Anthromorph, Dragon-kind, Hybrids, Elementals, etc.​

 

[Shibe]

Shizuko

Species

Aylsian

A tall humanoid species that resemble that of the ‘Kitsune’ from ancient Japanese culture, they bear bodies, faces, and limbs like humans but also exhibit vulpine features. Including large fluffy tails, ears, canine teeth, clawed digits, and a nose. Their eyes are large and usually amber or jade in color. The female population is much higher than the male population due to higher female birth rate. The species originate from a small island off the cost of the continent, and are used to more tropical climates. The average life span for a Aylsian is 260 years.

Age

75 years, appears to look 30 years old in human years

Role/Occupation

Head of the Royal Guard

Gender

Female

Height and Weight

6’3 and 176.4 lbs

Appearance

Shizuko appears as a tall woman with broad shoulders and a muscular build with slightly tanned skin, she has a sharp face and heavy lidded amber eyes. She occasionally wears a form of makeup or face paint that she mixes herself with clay pigments. Her ears and tail mimick that of a red fox’s, and her nails are sharpened to points in case she was to be disarmed in battle. Shizuko’s hair is brunette and long and thick, with a few curls here and there. Before battles, she chops it most of it off. She often wears black leggings with armor padded on the inside that ends usually at the heels of her feet, as well as a short, robe/like shirt with short sleeves. It is fastened with a red sash, and the base of it is a orange-cream color with a couple scarlet symbols embroidered in the fabric. Beneath she wears a long sleeve black tunic that is padded with light armor around the arms, near the chest, abdomen, and back is lined with a type of metal armor. She rarely wears shoes for easier movements. Shizuko is always seen wearing a necklace carrying the symbol of the royal family on it.

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Relationship Status

Widowed, her husband was assasinated

Any Special Powers/Abilities

Heightened hearing and smell, excellent flexibility and stealth

Strengths and Weaknesses

She can easily detect any nearby threats through her keen sense of smell, and is also skilled in hand to hand combat as well as close combat with a spear. Shizuko has a guard dog mentality and is very protective of others. But her senses can easily be tricked and over powered, and once disarmed in combat, she’s quite vulnerable.

Weapon

Often carries a large spear with a laser infused with the blade

Personality

Though she is mainly seen as quite the brute, she is known to have a soft spot for young children and often plays games with civilian children when she is off duty. Shizuko is loyal to those she develops an emotional bond with and holds almost no regard for her own life when it comes to their protection, and is seen somewhat as motherly. She is a loyalist to the royal family and will aid in any of their needs. Shizuko has a calm and kind demeanor, even in stressful situations. She has a large amount of confidence in her battle plans and strategies.

Background

Shizuko originates from Hanta Village, a small village of her kind that is on an island off the coast of the main continent. It is know to be a tropical climate with plenty of moisture. Due to her species being hunted by the Vicua Clan for their tails, she was trained from a young age how to defend for herself. As attacks became more common in the village, she decided to leave once she became of age. Which was around 16 years old. Shizuko traveled to the mainland and began her journey to Delves, seeking protection and to no longer have to fear the Vicua Clan. After a five months of travel, she arrived at Rioan. Without having any other skills, she could not find many jobs, and instead applied to the royal guard and began her training there. Shizuko officially became a soldier three years later, and slowly began to rise up in the ranks of the army. At age 23, she married her husband. Two years later he was unfortunately assasinated in their home, which was originally meant Shizuko’s life to be ended but she was out on guard duty. She became head of the royal guard at age 34, with 18 years of experience.

 

[Tetro]

Lilith Omora

Species
Omoran
Tall, grey skinned humans physically and biologically altered and enhanced by the radiation from a thousand years ago and by the environment of Kipaia. A superior human specimen incapable of swimming, with a natural affinity for crafting and highly prone to violence.

Age
412

Role/Occupation
Ambassador/Tribal Queen

Gender
Female

Height
11'9

Weight
540lbs

Appearance


Sexuality
Bisexual
(Repressed/In The Closet)

Relationship Status
Single

Any Special Abilities/Powers
Rapid Regeneration - Can recover in a matter of hours from the most severe injuries
Hardened Flesh - Can receive the fiery and concussive force of several large explosions before being physically worn down
Superior Strength - Physically stronger than most other species

Strengths and Weaknesses
+ Physically Strong
+ Smart
+ Clever
+ Expert Fighter
+ High Levels of Endurance
+ Physically resilient to intense heat and cold, poisons, toxins, disease, plasma, and radiation
+ Highly adaptable to intense conditions
+ Master at crafting
- Can't swim
- Afraid of large pools of water
- Sensitive to flashing and bright lights
- Not Very Agile
- Large Target
- Can't regenerate lost limbs or damaged organs

Weapon(s)
Plasma Scythe

Personality
TBR

Background
Lilith was born a quintuplet, being the only daughter to her parents, in the country of Kipaia. She is a direct descendent of Omora, the man her species was named after and the champion of their people. Omoran society favored power, cunning, intellect, strength, and class above all else regardless of gender. That being said, even in their own eyes, women were seen as the inferior with the exception of those born of royal blood who naturally had superior genes to those who weren't. Male dominated, and inherently violent, Omoran society had high standards in regards to the conservative lifestyle that was indoctrinated in all it's people for the sake of keeping a level of control over the natural aggression and carnal instinct that drove all Omorans. Their natural fear of large pools of water having stemmed from generations of survival from horrible and gruesome lake and river monsters took control of Lilith at a young age when a visit to a pond during a trip to the East with her family went 'south'. Lilith learned quickly a valuable lesson: There's always something bigger than you.

Despite being born royalty, Omorans had always been a more technologically regressive society but had a knack for crafting works of mastery and art with both the technologically advanced and tools of more primitive nature, so Lilith was no exception. Only warriors of the Omora and the highest of royalty used higher tiered technology, but only ever for the sake of combat against the other violent species that inhabited their homeland along with them, including the Vicua Clan. Lilith learned, while living the life of an aristocrat, the importance of grunt work and those who lead charges on the front lines at a young age when her people were attacked on a massive scale by the Vicua Clan. Being outnumbered and outgunned those of the Omora who could fight to protect the women and children, did, including her brothers. With their numbers culled drastically the Omora grew to becoming nomadic tribals, having scattered after the devastating attack. Traditions and customs, all having been kept secret from outsiders, remained strong within the tribes.

Lilith grew the life of an aristocrat despite all the hardships she faced during her first fifty years of life, so she inherently had it a little easier than most of her kind. Unsatisfied with the xenophobic tendencies of her kind she used her authority and influence to expand the thinking of those within her own tribe and subsequently those of the other tribes. Over the many decades it was taking, the battles against the Vicua Clan became increasingly more and more devastating for the Omoran people. Lack of proper technology and support made the tribes desperate enough for Lilith to propose a reunification of the tribes and an ambassadorial visit to the northern human kingdom that resided in Delves. In hopes of bringing the Omora name, culture, and people out of the darkness, Lilith spearheaded her political campaign on her own while her brothers remained south to keep the fight going against the Vicua.​

 

[Noam]

Name: Queen Calamint of Rioan (born Calamint ‘Cal’ Jevron)
Species: Human
Age: 50
Role/occupation: Queen of Rioan, and by extension all of Delves. She oversees the domestic economy and trade with other regions.
Gender: Female
Height: 5’7”
Weight: 160 lbs.
Appearance: Thick graying hair, originally black, worn in a long braid. Dark brown eyes and olive-colored skin. Laugh lines and crows’ feet.



Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Married.
Strengths: She is unfailingly cool in a crisis, good with numbers and logistics, and a masterful liar.
Weaknesses: Having lived in the palace for a quarter of a century and being well into middle age, Cal’s combat skills and eyesight are starting to fade.
Weapons: She doesn’t usually carry any, but knows how to shoot a bow and arrow.
Personality: Level-headed, detail-oriented, and exacting.

Backstory:

Long ago, there was a woman from the mountains who sought an audience with the king of Delves. She was a hunter, who often traveled far from home, and in her travels she had come upon what her people called a burning field—one of the areas where radiation was still strong enough to kill. She wished to warn the king so that word could be spread throughout the region.

The king at the time was new to his throne, and young, and famously handsome. Cal saw him and thought, oh damn.

A hasty engagement followed, some six months ahead of the birth of their first son. Despite her abrupt introduction to Rioan, Cal has enjoyed the favor of the people for the past twenty-five years, thanks to her even hand with trade policies and her advocacy for the kingdom’s outer regions.

 

[DragonPaws4]

Name
Iris Shinescale

Species
Drakonid

The Drakonids are a human-like species with many reptilian features, such as scales, spikes on their backs, prehensile tails, cat-like pupils, claw-like nails, and sharp teeth. Hailing from the snowy Yianyl region, Drakonids have light-colored scales, including blue, purple, green, etc. for camouflage. They have slightly protruding snouts, long, expressive ears, and light-colored hair. Drakonids also have an enhanced fear-sense, as they are a prey-species were they live, along with sharp hearing, eyesight, smell, and are able to run much faster than the average human. Being a prey-species, their society developed a strong value for physical strength, as it is what helps the most against their predators. They even have a history of shunning Drakonids that are physically weak due to disability, though there is a movement pushing for this to end. They welcome the use of technology, especially for protection and communication. They typically live in furnished caves or burrows underground to hide from predators and to keep out of the elements, with the royal family living in what is basically a huge underground castle. The Drakonid army does not only fight in wars, but they are also trained to fight their predators.

Age
23

Role/Occupation
Traveler

Gender
Female

Height
5'4"/1.6m

Weight
136 lbs/61.7kg

Appearance





A typical Drakonid, she has sky-blue scales and white, shoulder-length hair, along with small white back spikes that go all the way down to the tip her tail. Said spikes become larger at the the tip of her tail, and she has long, sharp white fingernails. She has yellow eyes and typically wears a simple white shirt-shawl hybrid, as she only likes wearing light clothing due to not being acclimated to the more temperate climate she now resides in. Walks with a limp on her right leg due to a combat injury.

(When I get around to it, I will draw a reference sheet for Iris. I just have not had time yet)

Sexuality
Pansexual

Relationship Status
Single

Strengths
Highly intelligent
Can sniff out a lie like a bloodhound
Heightened senses

Weaknesses
Cannot run as fast as the average Drakonid
Physically weak
Afraid of commitment

Weapon(s)
Two daggers kept in sheaths on her back

Personality
Skeptical
A bit short-tempered
Afraid of commitment
Careful to stay out of trouble
Good listener
Tries her best to be kind, as she knows what it's like to be abandoned

Background
As a child, Iris lived a rather bland life. Her parents were kind, she had good friends, and everything was fine for her. Iris became a soldier in the Drakonid army at 20, and at 22 was injured in combat. This injury forced her to retire, as her right leg was permanently damaged. It never stopped hurting, so she was unable to exercise and lost copious amounts of muscle mass. For a long while, the pain forced her to be completely bed-bound. She was eventually able to walk, but with a severe limp. Because of this, as it is in Drakonid society, she was shunned for her weakness. She then decided that there was little left for her with the Drakonids and left, becoming a traveler. She now travels around Delves, albeit slowly due to her injured leg.​

 

[Radio_Rat66.6]

Name:
Iella (pronounced Eye - Ella)
Species:
Eximus

They are a rather tall humanoid species. They have pale skin a wide range of hair and eye colors. Their skin is cold to the touch as they live in extremely cold climates and wield the frigid element. There are a rare few who do not possess this power, but they are not shunned like many would believe. They live quite a long time (around 300 years with maturity around 50).
Age:
72
Role/Occupation:
Ambassador/Deity Vessel
Gender:
Female
Height:
9'3"
Weight:
498lbs
Sexuality:
Omnisexual
Relationship Status:
Single
Any Special Abilities/Powers:
Manipulation of Snow and Ice
Animalia Shapeshifiting
Animal Empathy
Strengths:
She was trained in combat
Weaknesses:
She is blind
Weapon(s):
Her staff
Her diadem can be thrown and slice through things
Personality:
Iella is a sweet and strong woman with set goals and responsibilities. She knows when to be herself and when to put up her walls and be strong. When her walls are down she is kind and compassionate. She loves talking with people and reading a good story.
Background:
The Eximus believe in a single goddess. Anir, Goddess of the Animalia. A girl is born every couple hundred years with blue markings on her skin and milky white eyes (they are always blind). This girl is the vessel for Anir and she is taken to and raised in the Temple by the current vessel. When the current vessel dies Anir's powers are passed on to the child and they, in turn, watch over the people and the land.
Iella was born to a poor family, but the moment her eyes and markings were seen she was brought to the Temple. Her parents were sad to give up their baby girl, but she would have a better life. So Iella grew up in the Temple, cared for by many servants and Anella, the vessel at the time. She was taught how to act and how to control her powers. Anella was like a mother to her, a role model to look up to.
Just a few years before she hit maturity Anella passed away. Her body was buried in the ice on a mountain behind the Temple where the previous Vessels were buried. She finally received Anir's powers (Animalia Shapeshifiting and Animal Empathy). She carried the responsibilities of the new Vessel with confidence. These responsibilities included being the ambassador for and representing her country, Athain.
Other:

Spoiler: Temple

Exterior:

I wanted a picture for the Throne Room but I couldn't find what I was looking for, so I'll describe it.
The throne room is a tall elegantly carved room with pillars. But instead of a proper throne it's pillows. Several large pillows with animal fur blankets are clustered together where she sits. Long silks are draped overhead in light blues and white.

 

[Mistory]

Name
Alder
Species
The Black mist – The bogeyman of the land, The mist isn't an individual, or a race that most understand. It is… an entity, a massive cloud of darkness that spreads across the land. It moves, flows by the wind and seeps into the cities and villages at night. It slips into the homes of many, and feasts on the sleeping souls inside
Many tell stories of the mist, how it is but a whisper in the evening wind, how it steals those who go out at night, and leaves not a sound in its wake…
Age
The Mist doesn’t age. It doesn’t weaken, or grow old.

Role/Occupation
Ambassador/Chief/Alpha
The mist is a force of nature to most, and doesn’t see itself as anything less.

Gender
Ambiguous, but identifies as male

Height
5’10
Weight
The mist cannot be defined by weight
Appearance
The Mist can change its shape, and does truly have a physical form, though few have ever seen it. It does, however, often take on a human form when it wishes to mingle with the mortals.
Standing at 5’10 and bearing a rather average frame, with tanned skin, golden eyes, and white hair reaching its mid back. It often appears in a darkened red cloak, bearing black trim. Markings litter its skin, tattoos of unknown origin


Sexuality
Heterosexual
Relationship Status
Single

Any Special Abilities/Powers
The black mist is a shifting entity that can change its form to meet its needs. It can take the form of a humanoid, or a cloud. It can form weapons, or change its body to BE the weapon, its body is durable, able to take blows of a deadly variety and reform. Its form is not restrained by normal physical limitations, able to out rank most races in strength, stamina, and speed

Strengths and Weaknesses
The black mist strengths lie in its abilities, and the lack of knowledge people hold of it. However, its weaknesses are just as great. Light weakens the mist, forcing it to be most active in the night. Certain charms and talismans have proven effective, though most are seen as lies, they carry more weight than most realize. And finally, unknown to most, the mist has a violent reaction to Bronze, able to restrian and even possibly kill it, given a mortal wound is dealt by that cursed metal.

Weapon(s)
Sometimes the body is as potent as any weapon~

Personality
To be written

Background
To be Revealed~​

 

[SimplySugar]

Name:
Flore

Species:
Changeling Fae

Age:
320

Role/Occupation:
General

Gender:
Female

Height:
5'8

Weight:
141 Ibs

Appearance

Spoiler: Appearance

Tends to wear heavy coats and fur clothing to keep her especially warm in the cold region.

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Relationship Status
Single

Any Special Abilities/Powers
Conjuration
-Can only summon about 5 beings per day, and depending on the strength and size of the being, it can be less.
-If not properly rested, conjuration the next day will be limited or impossible.
-Also, depending on the strength and size of the being, the conjuration can last from 10 minutes to till they die.
(For example, a large powerful troll might last 10-20 minutes, possibly less. A small wolf pack might range 1-5 hours. (Again, depends on strength!)
A mouse or a small elf might last until death.)
-Conjurations can only stay 10-20 feet away from their caster. Going beyond that makes conjurations incredibly weak and prone to simply dying out.

Strengths and Weaknesses
Strengths
Enhanced speed, agility, and strength from her fae side.
Very skilled with a long sword or two short swords. Prefers heavy armor.
Knows her way around a bow, but is highly prone to miss.
Also very skilled in close-up combat, with or without swords.
The warmer the weather/climate, the better she is able to fight.

Weaknesses
Terrible range. Prefers up-close interactions.
Has a deathly fear of dark arts (Ex. Necromancy) and anything resembling the dead.
Fights less efficiently in cold climates and weather. Her strengths can immediately jump down if presented with any type of cold/ice magic, however it does not leave her completely futile-just weaker. She depends more upon her conjuration during cold climate fighting, but even her magic is weaker then too.

Weapon(s)
Has a large, specially made longsword
Two short swords
A small bow and arrow (typically does not keep it on her person)
Small pouch for glass containers containing different potions that include poisons and quick healers (only for small to medium sized wounds)

Personality
Sarcasm marks her life, though she knows when to be serious and mature. However, she depends on her goofy personality to tough through stressful situations, and commonly makes fun of the wrong doings of life in an attempt to face them better. She also tends to try and look at things in both a logical and hopeful viewpoint, as seeing situations from two lights frequently helps her create smarter decisions.

Background
To be written!

(Sorry it took me so long to make! I've been developing this character off and on between my schedule! ♥)​

 

[Tetro]

Name: Marco

Species: Human

Age: 34

Role/Occupation: Mercenary

Gender: Male

Height: 6'2

Weight: 201 lbs



Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship Status: Widower

Any Special Abilities/Powers
- Minor healing magic
- Minor wind and fire magic
- Enhanced reflexes

Strengths and Weaknesses
+Sword Fighting
+Hand to Hand Combat
+Agile
+Incredibly Smart
+Crafty
+Knowledgeable About Lore
-Alcoholic
-Rude
-Unfamiliar with higher class etiquette

Weapon(s)
Two scimitars

Personality
Marco is a drunkard mercenary and very much acts like one. He's not very responsible, caring, considerate, eloquent, or anything that might put him above the very lower class. He takes his work seriously though and never slouches off whenever coin is involved. Ironically he shows a relative level of coldness towards women who might try to become too friendly with him even when he's too drunk to walk. Deeply loyal but broken, he rarely lets the man he used to be walk around anymore.

Background
Marco was born to a single mother and part of the Vicua clan. Before his first birthday his mother fled north to Delves to escape the man who was his father, and died when he was seventeen. Growing up he had a natural affinity for fighting and doing just about anything for coin, with some obvious exceptions. After making enough coin doing odd jobs he bought himself equipment and set out as a sword for hire. Along the way and not too long into his merc work he married a young elven woman and settled down for the few years they were together. A robbery gone bad had resulted in the death of both the intruder and his wife. Throwing himself into a bottle and back into the world for more work, Marco decided from then on to avoid getting close to others and to never take jobs that would require him to steal.