Another EO game, another set of profiles. I love doing these.
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The Paragon Guild
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“Are we there yet?” came the sleepy mumble from the back of the carriage.
“Almost,” Manah said without bothering to look up. “You should be getting up anyway – sleeping in that position is hell on your back.”
“Stop acting like you’re mom,” Lucius said, but nevertheless he sat up, one hand reaching up to massage his back.
“Then stop acting like a kid.”
Any further reply that might have been forthcoming was cut short as the wagon ground to a halt and the driver called out, “We’ve arrived!”
Hurriedly, Manah jumped out of the back of the wagon, her boots tramping down on the firm soil. Craning her neck, she gazed up at the vast city towering above all of them. In the distance, what appearing to be a flying boat slowly floated into one of the buildings and another set out towards the vast plains.
“This is it,” the driver continued. “Tharsis.”
“The Outland,” Manah said, her voice little more than a whisper. To her right, the vast plains stretched out – and far in the distance, she could see the hazy form of Yggdrasil.
“The last stop before the Great Unknown,” Lucius voice was just as awed.
“Well then, I’ll be taking my leave. Good luck with your journey, young’uns. Don’t get yourselves killed.” And with a tip of the hat, the wagon driver pulled away.
Licking dry lips, Manah shot a glance at her younger brother, “You ready?”
He didn’t reply for a long moment, staring instead at the city above him. And then, a single nod.
“All right, then.”
Together, brother and sister made their way towards the city gates.
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Manah K. Fende
Young Brightblade
Dark-Haired Female Landsknecht
Age: 18
Hit: Testing Herself
Miss: Dark Places
“Wait – who was in charge of getting the Ariadne Thread this time?”
Since young, Manah had never been one to turn down a challenge. Whether it was racing with the village boys or setting out on woodland hunts, she had always been first to step up to the plate. After coming of age and deciding to make a name for herself, she learnt the trade of a swordswoman and ventured into the wide world, seeking adventure. Soon she heard of the vast and unexplored Yggdrasil Labyrinth of Tharsis, and with a moment’s hesitation, she resolved that she would be the one to conquer it.
With a bright and cheery personality, Manah finds it easy to make friends with most. Her lack of patience for administrative duties often frustrate the other members of her Guild, but they take it in stride. After all, she more than makes up for it with her skill on the frontlines.
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Lucius D. Fende
Silver Youth
Blonde Male Landsknecht
Age: 16
Hit: Valerie
Miss: Being mistaken for a girl.
“I… I think we’re lost. Yup, third time we passed that tree. Definitely lost.”
Younger brother of Manah, Lucius’ rather delicate features and quiet, unassuming personality had often had led to him being mistaken as a female. Unsurprisingly, it’s a rather touchy subject for him, and many, including his parents and sister, believe he became an adventurer as a way to compensate for that. When Manah announced her intention to conquer Yggdrasil, Lucius decided that he would follow her, partly because he knew she lacked the temperament to run a Guild, and partly because he wanted to look after his sister. Manah rolls her eyes whenever the latter issue is brought up, but she’s secretly happy that she has a younger brother that cares.
Skilled with cartography, he handles the maps for the Guild.
Has a crush on Valerie and was the one who convinced Manah to let her join Paragon.
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Rogan
The Wild Child of Tharsis
Gray-haired Fortress
Age: Unknown
Hit: Red Meat
Miss: Stuffy Bedsheets
“Furyfawns. Their parents… nearby. Careful.”
A feral youth, found near the Valley Spring as a young child. Apparently one of the Bounding Beasts that inhabit the area had taken it in and raised it as its child. After being discovered, a retired adventurer decided to take Rogan in and to train him to fit in human society. In time Rogan became a man himself, and decided that he too would take up the mantle of a warrior.
His initial meeting with Manah and Lucius came when they ventured into the Old Mine and saw him bashing his way through several Rollers, apparently intent on getting the meat they were feeding on for himself. Although somewhat uncomfortable with his eating habits, they recognized his value as a warrior and asked him to join. He agreed, provided he gets first dibs on the food they pick up during their travels on the Skyship.
Familiar with the language of beasts, Rogan excels in provoking and enraging them until they focus their attacks on him alone, leaving the rest of the party free to attack.
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Chester Halteese
Heal’s Legacy
Young Male Medic
Age: 17
Hit: Inventing New Potions, the Scientific Method
Miss: Randomness
“Look, I can’t reattach your arm for you if you don’t even know where it is.”
A prodigy Medic and the only ever apprentice of the legendary Master Heal, Chester ventured out to Tharsis with a dual goal. Firstly, to follow in the footsteps of his Master, who conquered a Labyrinth in his own time as well, and secondly, to save lives and provide support for any who need is, as is the creed of a Medic.
He does his work well and is polite with all the members of the Guild , but spends most of his offtime in the solitude of his room. In the rare occasions that any of the Guild enters, they find always working on creating better salves and potions. The mazes and caves of the region provide an inexhaustible supply of plants and herbs for him to try, and so his experiments are equally unceasing.
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’Whisper’
The Dread of Night
Young Male Nightseeker
Age: 20
Hit: Angsty Poetry
Miss: Flowers
“… Maybe I should go for a red coat. And dye my hair white.”
A young man who insists only being called by his alias of ‘Whisper’. According to him that, along with his mysterious past and brooding personality, shows him to be a troubled soul with an air of quiet dignity. According to everyone else it shows him to be a world –class twat.
Joined the Guild because standing on street corners and spouting long poems about the turmoil in one’s soul doesn’t put food on the table. Has some skill with a sword, but in battle usually fights by throwing sand in the enemy’s face – a surprisingly effective tactic.
Manah has been trying to get him to come out of his shell, which he has naturally mistaken for her being attracted to him. At least he seems to be considering improving his appearance.
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Tenshi Nagae
Lady of the Divine Wind
Black-Haired Female Sniper
Age: 17
Hit: Tea
Miss: Sweet Drinks
“So this is what they call ‘Beef Steak’? I must say it smells heavenly.”
Daughter of a noble house from a distant land, Tenshi lived on the lap of luxury until the day her father became the target of an assassination. He survived the attack, but was forced to flee the land. After a period of wandering, they ended up in country of V’Tole, to the south of Tharsis, living a life of obscurity.
Hearing about the Yggdrasil Labyrinth and its mysteries, Tenshi left her parents and journeyed to Tharsis in order to join in the quest for the labyrinth, with the goal of amassing wealth and fame. Though her family may never recover their lost prestige and title, Tenshi has sworn that she will bring her family to new heights here in this bright new land instead.
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Ellen Yalres
The Slumbering Flame
Brown-Haired Female Runemaster
Age: 16
Hit: Clay Pottery
Miss: Rainy Days
“… zzz…. Hm? Wha? Oh, right. Fire… blast…zzz”
A talented Runemaster sadly held back by her unfortunate tendency to keep dozing off, even in the middle of pitched battle, Ellen was kicked out of every Guild she joined, up until she ended up in the Paragon Guild by virtue of Manah and Lucius being too nice to turn her away. That she saved their lives by torching an Angry Baboon that had been about to smash them also severely eroded their ability to say ‘no’.
Friendly and easygoing when awake, Ellen spend a lot of her time in the inn, enjoying the laid-back atmosphere and the fine meals. Her reasons for wanting to explore the labyrinth is currently a mystery, with her shrugging and saying ‘Because it’s there’ whenever questioned on the matter.
Specializes in Fire Runic magic.
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Van’Fem Alcosa
The Flurry of Sound and Colour
Blonde Male Dancer
Age: 22
Hit: Cello Music, Fine Wines
Miss: Beer
Formerly a combination of performer and bouncer at the Dancing Peacock, Van’Fem had many opportunities to listen to the many tales from explorers as they tried to find their way to the Yggdrasil Labyrinth. Over time he too, grew curious about this great unsolved mystery, and decided that he too would like to venture out to see what lay at the heart of Yggdrasil.
Familiar with many of the bar’s patrons, he serves as the Guild’s source of a steady stream of information from more experienced travelers on how to deal with the myriad dangers awaiting them. Often drags Lucius along with him when going drinking, despite the latter’s protests.
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Valerie Wulfenbach
Proud and Stalwart Shield
Bowlcut Female Fortress
Age: 20
Hit: Fine Food
Miss: Heights
“You’re taking the Skyship again? It’s fine, I’ll just walk. …no?”
A young and proud knight from a foreign land. It is said that she boasted that she would surpass her father and mother – legendary explorers said to have saved the world once – and came to Tharsis to make good on her boast. Unfortunately, her headstrong attitude and apparent unfamiliarity with how much of society functions left her bereft of a guild.
One afternoon, after helping a strange boy track down a thief that had pickpocketed his purse, she found out that he was part of a Guild, and that in fact he knew the leader. After talking to him, she has managed to find her way into a Guild.
Manah and Valerie cannot stand each other. She is indifferent to most of the other members of the Guild, but she and Lucius have formed a rapport and spend much of their free time together. She appears wholly unaware that Lucius has a crush on her.
There are rumours that Valerie is in fact royalty in the land that she comes from, and that ‘Valerie’ itself is an assumed name that she may travel incognito. Valerie herself remains tight-lipped on this matter.
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Grimsley Lockheart
Reluctant Darkside
Older Male Nightseeker
Age: 35
Hit: Stargazing
Miss: Sunny Days
“Well, I guess with a name like mine, your options in life are limited. Heh.”
A former assassin from a kingdom that had since been invaded and destroyed, Grimsley wandered the world, using his talents with a blade to earn his keep, and to keep one step of pursuers who demanded redress for his many crimes against them.
Grimsley eventually made his way to Tharsis, seeking to blend into the crowds of adventurers who had come to challenge Yggdrasil. Eventually, he decided that the best way to hide amongst the adventurers was to become one himself and joined up with the Paragon Guild, seeking to put his past behind him. He spends a lot of his time with Youmu, sensing her own darkness and trying to guide her away from it.
He fights with two swords in battle.
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Youmu Hajirou
Heart and Eye of Ice
White-Haired Sniper
Age: 15
Hit: Archery Practice
Miss: Sloppiness
“… Target acquired.”
An assassin hailing from the same land that Tenshi had come from, she was assigned the task of keeping tabs on the Nagae family and ensuring that they would not seek to return to their homeland. After journeying to Tharsis and spending several days there, she determined that the easiest way to keep an eye on Tenshi was to join the same Guild herself.
For obvious reasons she has kept her identity as an assassin secret from everyone, although several people such as Grimsley and Bridges appear able to tell that she’s hiding more than she lets on. For her part, Tenshi appears to not care about Youmu one way or the other.
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Malcolm Bridges
Weary, Wounded Warrior
Older Male Medic
Age: 36
Hit: His Hand-Carved Tobacco Pipe
Miss: Poor Hygiene
“That’s right. Go on charging ahead like a loon. After all I’ll be the one to put you back together once the monsters are done with you.”
It had been nearly ten years since Bridges’ former Guild had been annihilated, with the Medic being the sole survivor of the group. Embittered and shell-shocked, he swore off adventuring and lived alone in Tharsis for several years – isolated from society at large.
One day, while out shopping for groceries, he overheard Manah and Lucius discussing their next course of action while sitting at an outdoors café. The enthusiasm and excitement the two displayed tugged at his memory, and he recalled that he had been like them once, long ago. Several days later, he submitted his application to join the Paragon Guild, swearing to himself that this time, he would not fail to protect his Guild this time around.
As a veteran explorer, he often advises Manah and Lucius on the proper course of action. Otherwise, he spends a lot of time snarking at his younger Guildmates for what he sees as reckless and foolish behaviour.
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Korrvel Gransky
Frozen, Eternally Melting Heart
Older Male Runemaster
Age: 40
Hit: Cold Drinks
Miss: Humid Climates
“Well, I could cast my ice lance, but we’d probably die no matter what, so I don’t really see the – ow!”
A pessimistic man who believes in the will of fate, Korrvel read in the stars that he would be fated to die in an attempt to reach and climb the Yggdrasil Labyrinth. Despite having no personal interest whatsoever in exploring the place, Korrvel took the sign as divine prophecy and figured he might as well make it easy for fate by joining up with a Guild and throwing himself headfirst into the danger.
As he believes he is doomed, he makes no secret that he doesn’t believe the rest of the Guild is going to succeed either. At best, the battle in which he will die (whichever one that happens to be) will claim the lives of several of his Guildmates as well. Not surprisingly, he is not very popular with the rest of the Guild. They keep him mostly due to his incredible mastery of Ice Runic magic.
Often insists on a spot on the frontline despite it making no practical sense. He figures it’ll be easier to get himself killed that way.
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Nithrul Dassa
Epitome of Mafelso’s Way
Dark-Haired Male Dancer
Age: 25
Hit: Dancing
Miss: Not Dancing
“Joy and Light be upon you, my friend.”
The Mafel religion is one built upon the foundation of song and music. In the beginning, their texts claim, it was the formless divine spirits who sang existence into being. To outsiders, worship sessions more resemble a dance party than any sort of formalized ritual, for they believe that the harmony of the dance and music is the closest they can reach to the eternal plane while still on the earth.
Even amongst the Lifedancers, Nithrul revealed himself as exceptionally skilled, and on the day he received his Sash of Belonging, he declared that he would venture out into world, like so many Lifedancers before him, to spread the word of their religion and reveal to them the Joy in Harmony. The crowd cheered and applauded, and now Nithrul lives as one of the Paragon Guild, hoping to show through example the Truth of Mafelso’s Way.
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Fiora Thain
World's Deadliest Florist
Bandana-Wearing Female Landsknecht
Age: 24
Hit: Flowers, Stabbing, her handmade bandana
Miss: Sweets
"Yggdrasil's a big tree, right? That means it's gotta have BIG FLOWERS!"
The mental stability of the florist Fiora had long been called into question. Chiefly because she insists on pruning her plants with giant swords instead of shearers or clippers, but also because she made constant, loud proclamations that she wanted to go right up to Yggdrasil and harvest flowers from the great tree for use. Of course the fact that the plants she grew were chief component in creating medicinal nectars for the shops allowed most to look past these odd quirks and continue giving her their business.
Upon hearing that some newbie team had successfully made their way into the Scarlet Pillars, Fiora rushed down the the Explorer's Guild and asked to be given a place in the guild. Friendly, if somewhat bloodthirsty, Fiora lives in anticipation of reaching Yggdrasil itself and being able to discover the giant tree's harvest for her own use.
Uses Rapiers in combat.
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Senna of House Rammus
Cold Light Meister
White-Haired Female Runemaster
Age: 18
Hit: Sweets
Miss: Hot days
"I'll be charging my spell now, so hold them for like 5 minutes, ok?"
The noble House of Rammus had long prided itself on its mastery of rune magics, and Senna, third daughter of Lord Mars, was no exception. However, not content merely with studying the workings of magic, she sought to prove her mastery of it on the field.
Her parents strongly disapproved, but her obstinate determination eventually won out, and on her eighteenth birthday she was given leave to travel the world and to challenge herself, albeit with a bodyguard chosen by her parents.
Upon reaching Tharsis and joining the Guild, she became fast friends with Fiora. That said, the two of them can never agree on their opinion of sweet things.
Fights using Lightning rune magic,
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Peggy Branduin
Unmoving Wanderer
Pigtailed Female Fortress
Age: 21
Hit: Polished armour
Miss: Bad hair days
"Ever get your hair tangled up on a tree branch? Lemme tell you: Not pleasant."
A wandering sellsword whose claim to fame was that she had never had a client die while under their employ, Peggy was hired by the Master of House Rammus to serve as a bodyguard to Senna while she travels the world. Considering Senna hopelessly naive and soft, she nevertheless enjoys the younger girl's friendliness and chatter.
Reacted with a fair amount of dismay upon learning that they would end up traveling through forests for a large portion of their exploration. She's not a fan of tree branches, as she explained to Manah.
On her days off she can be found at the Dancing Peacock or one of the many bars in the area getting completely smashed.
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Joseph 'Glasseye' Stone
The Best Shot in Tharsis
Redhead Male Sniper
Age: 32
Hit: Lucky Goggles
Miss: Strong Winds
"Oi, down in front! I can't get a clear shot if you're gonna charge straight in!"
A former member of the Stormrangers Guild, Glasseye had recently decided to part ways with his old comrades, citing personal issues as the reason. Apparently a woman was involved. This was a sore blow to the old guild, as it was widely acknowledged that Glasseye's skill with a bow was second to none.
Upon becoming a free agent again, Glasseye was immediately courted by several of the veteran guilds, but his interest was piqued by the Paragon Guild's steady and unassuming progress through the Labyrinth. After looking up more information about their guild leaders, he decided to throw his lot in with them.
A cheerful, if rather coarse, fellow, he insists that the basics are all there is to marksmanship and prefers sticking to the tried and true instead of trying fancy arrow techniques. And given his results, no one's complaining.
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Wufan
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Quickbeam
Inquisitve Fae
Bushy-haired Male Arcanist
Age: Unknown
Hit: Exploring
Miss: Stewed prunes
"Hark! I do declare that is a rather magnificent beast! ... That appears to be coming straight at us."
Quickbeam had always been unusual amongst the Vessels; others were content to live their lives patrolling the gloom of the Misty Ravine, while Quickbeam would climb up the maroon cliffs that surrounded their home, craning his neck to see beyond - ever further beyond, towards the vastness of Yggdrasil in the distance.
When word came that they had made contacts with humans, and what's more, that they were looking into taking on Vessels as guildmates, Quickbeam nearly tripped over his own feet in his haste to sign up.
Instead of the staves used by other warriors of his race, he fights with Rapiers. He specializes in Circles that inflict ailments such as poison or confusion.
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Akasha
Young Lady of Violets
Blue-haired female Arcanist
Age: Unknown
Hit: Flowers
Miss: Smelly things
"The breeze... this scent... the land is... decaying?"
A member of the Vessel race, young Akasha had long been withdrawn and reticent, preferring the quiet solitude of her private garden to any socializing or public events. So skilled was she with horticulture that many reckoned she had a sixth sense that allowed her to judge how best her plants were to be treated.
And perhaps she did, for as the Vessels' village opened to outsiders however, Akasha began to notice a change in the scent of the wind and in the feel of soil. She could not shake the feeling that unless someone did something soon, the land would rot and no longer bare life.
And so, clutching her staff given to her by her parents, she decided to join a guild, and to hopefully get to the root of the mystery surrounding the dying land.
In battle, Akasha specializes in binding circles. Furthermore, her caring nature makes her a natural healer, able to patch up her party wounds almost unconsciously even as they move along.
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Rip Thorn
Iron Rose
Redhead female Nightseeker
Age: 19
Hit: Spit-roasted meat
Miss: Heavy clothing
A human fugitive found living amongst the Sentinels, Rip (almost assuredly an assumed name) is reluctant to share any details of her past with strangers. But what can be coaxed out of her is that she is a fugitive from the Empire to the north, and that she fled south through the ravine before being found starved and half-dead by a Sentinel patrol.
Upon meeting with the Paragon guild, Rip decided to join up with them, deciding that she had nothing to lose in any case. Armed with a bitter, acerbic tongue, she has few friends amongst the Guild - save Bridges, who sees her as mostly being lonely, and Shiro, who simply takes her jabs in stride. Her skills as a tracker and knowledge of Imperial territory is enough to keep her hired, albeit reluctantly.
Originally learned the ways of a Bushi, but upon the Empire's citizens being integrated into Tharsis, she has started to wield a Drive Blade once more as her weapon of choice.
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