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Every species are allowed, just dong bring an immortal or anything that can't be killed
Any face claim will do. A picture is enough for the physical description but you can add his/her weight, height, hair, eyes color, ...
For now, I will limit two characters per person, but this may change
Class(es) = warrior, guardian, ranger, alchemist, ...
Magic has weaknesses and required a lot of training, which you can add in your backstory. No more than one power, although you can add multiples branches related to your main power, giving it more utility


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Name : Craig Mercy

Physical Description : D681F4C5-C316-4626-897C-E458162C6CBE.jpeg

Age : 27

Race : (pure) human

Gender : male

Class(es) : warrior

Power : none

Personality : stubborn, kind, gentle, compassionate, chivalrous.

Backstory : Mercy was adopted at 6 into a family of knights, they were not well known but they held the true values of a knight. He grew up with training in every area of his life, he was taught that Magic was for the weak so he doesn’t use it. He never wants to use it and trains harder than others physically. The boy lead a normal life, never got married. He was never promoted or recognized in any way by his empire, He is a grunt basically. He doesn’t let that bother him, he doesn’t care about rank only that he gets to help those in need.

Equipment: regular armor, regular sword, regular shield, regular helmet covering features, regular clothing around armor like in picture.
 
Name : Dorian Fateful

Physical Description :
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Dorian is a redhead measuring 5'9 carrying a white armor in most cases, and even more since the beginning of the collision. When he's at home and free, he wears brown clothes.

Age : 25

Race : human

Gender : male

Class(es) : Spear Fighter

Power :

- Electricity : Through concentration, the redhead is able to unleash electricity through his hands. However, he didn't train enough with it and he can only use it to amplify his own weapon by adding electricity to it or grabbing an opponent toe to toe. It will shock his target and stunned him for a while, and it can pass through armor.

Personality :

Despite it all, Dorian is still one cheerful guy willing to believe in a bright future. He's courageous and open-minded, although he's not smart and prefers to let this role to the tactician. Most people see him as a light-headed guy since he's carrying a Vox Dawg without any fears, considered dangerous by those who know them. But with his kindness, he succeeded at taming him. It's not really an exploit since he's not the first but the Vox Dawg are usually rare and not really known.

He doesn't care what is right or not, he will fight for his friends until they're safe. He prefers putting himself at risk and can't stand to see anyone getting beaten by someone.

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Backstory :

Dorian was born not far from the west. He even learned how to read and write in his tiny town thanks to his parents who had some classes with teachers at the human capital. The parents decided to move to the west since it was more peaceful, and thus a safer environment for their only child. He was focused since his childhood to explore the vast world, hoping one day this dream would become a reality, but he was always reminded that it wasn't possible with all the danger it has around. Because of all of this, he left his home when he was old enough and started training to become stronger. His favorite weapon was a spear for its longer range and thought it was better associated with his own magic. He didn't bother training with his magic very much because it was already really hard and focused more on weapons and survivability.

After a few years exploring a part of the west with his newfound group, they decided to go near the north where large numbers of races lived there. Not knowing how lucky they were, the tempest stroke right when they left, devasting the whole west. Only a member of his group survived after the beginning of the collision, and they were stuck in a collapsed mountain with dwarves after being attacked by a wild flying beast. They both joined the last army when they rescued them by opening up the broken gate of the mountains with explosives and beat down the beast by tricking it with food before striking it down from behind. He's been taming his newfound comrade named Julius when he was safe. Julius was still an abandoned baby back then but he grew up fast to his adult form. He still hasn't found or heard about his family but he still believes they're alive and found a new shelter to lives in.

Equipment(s) :

- Spear
- Crossbow
- Shield
 
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Name :
Anders Larsen

Physical Description :
Anders is 5,7 , weighing in at 140 lbs. Anders has a pale complexion with a some scruff on his face. He has dark brown hair with Amber eyes. Anders has more of a lean build than a muscular one.

Age :
29

Race :
Human

Gender :
Male

Class :
Ranger

Power : N/A

Personality :
Anders isn't a conversationalist, he doesn't like to speak people and would rather do something more productive. He's a loyal person, willing to defend his fellow comrades. Though he won't admit it, he is a pretty thoughtful person, taking into consideration others opinions always. He is usually a calm and collected person, not cracking under high pressure situations. Anders is a straightforward person, telling the truth whether it may be good for you or not.

Backstory :
Anders was born in the North in a quiet, desolated region. He and his family lived in a small house near a stream. Having been raised in the wilderness, he has developed many good skills such as farming, hunting and fishing. His father taught him how to use the bow when he was 6. Ever since then , it was his go to weapon though he experimented with a blade that his father had acquired. When he was 16, a group of bandits come along his home and took whatever they could from it. Anders, in an attempt to defend the home, was injured terribly and knocked out for most the ordeal. When he came back to conscious, he woke up to see his family had been murdered brutally. There and then, Anders vowed to get revenge. After he gained enough strength, he set off after them, having no clue what direction they may be headed. After a few months, he thought all was lost until he came upon a home that has also been robbed and stripped of his belongings. The people inside didn't fair very well. Anders now having a trail to go after, set after them. He finally came across their camp. Anders thought it would be best to strike at night. When he attacked, he took out the one person who was sitting guard with his bow and mercilessly killed the others in their sleep. A few moments after the ordeal, Anders realized that he was no better than the people he just killed. For the next few years, Anders was travelling , meditating, and providing help to the many who may need it. He was trying to make up for what he had done but it still didn't help him sleep at night. Eventually, he came across the last army and decided to enlist, hoping to make a difference in the cruel world.

Equipment(s) :
Traveling Equipment
Bow and Arrows
Short Sword
Padded Armor
His cape
Extra clothing​
 
Name : Maeve

Physical Description :
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Maeve weighs in at 146 pounds, at a height of 5’7. He build is lanky, seemingly clumsy but well muscled and much stronger than it appears. Her eyes are a pale white, though one can barely make out a milky outline of blue.

Her true hollow form looksmore or less the same, but Maeve gains long claws and her teeth sharpen to points when hunting or attacked.

Age : 24

Race : Hollow

“Hollows are extremely rare, often only seen inhabiting the darkest parts of the forest. Make sure to stay with company as you travel through these forests, and do NOT make eye contact with the dark shadows you see flitting around the corner of your vision. Do not attempt to interact with a hollow, unless one approaches you. They hold the appearance of humans, but can be identified by their milky white eyes. Do not be fooled by that, as they are creatures of magic and do not need sight to hunt. They are swift and flexible, made perfectly for hunting at night. Be grateful if you gain the trust of a hollow, as they will stop at nothing to protect their companions.”

Excerpt from “The Creatures” by famed traveler and scientist Dinah Carn.

Gender : Female

Class(es) : Guardian

Power : Extreme agility and heightened senses.

Personality: Maeve is a hard one to unravel. She is often arrogant and mistrustful, usually never fully committing herself to anyone or anything. She does struggle with being vain, and believes that beauty is quite important. She is quite mysterious and tricky, traits learned from her time in the wild. She can read an other well, giving her the deadly edge against an opponent. She is not quick to forgive, and will usually get revenge on whomever has wronged her. She does have a kinder side to her, which is only ever revealed when she fully trusts somebody.

Backstory : Maeve was (born?) in the dark depths of a forest, unknown to man. She lived there for her early life, and quickly developed a relationship with the trees surrounding her. She took nothing more than she needed, often only felling a squirrel or two for meals and keeping invaders out.

Known as the deadly guardian of the large swath of land, she was responsible for many deaths, mostly of those who wandered in or attempted to harm her domain. She brutally dismembered the ones who took from the forest, and left the remains of her victims along the outer walls of the nearest village. She took her « job » quite seriously, and became bolder as she ventured beyond the treeline to patrol.

Maeve was discovered first by a traveler, who had seen her lurking by the edges of the treeline. Another traveler documented her, keeping close pages on Maeve’s activity outside, before being spotted and killed. Eventually, her forest home was invaded. No matter her efforts, that dark hollow was taken prisoner and would have been killed for her doings when a young man freed her. Maeve was indebted to him, and thus began her new life.

Maeve eventually repaid her debt to the man, then disappeared. As quickly as she had been found, she was gone again. She now took to cities, as the forests of old were not as safe as she had once thought, and the trees did not accept her presence as she had been touched by man. Maeve spent her time as an assassin, roaming the sparse streets of cities and towns at night, and deftly executing her targets. She had gotten herself into quite the mix when the “apocalypse” hit. Thinking solely of her beloved woods, Maeve joined the last army as a protector and navigator.

Equipment(s) :
< A knife, its blade of what Maeve calls “starmetal.” She obtained it from a tribe of elves whom she had once protected.>
< A small necklace of pitch stained twine holding a chunk of black crystal.>

Standout Physical Traits: Two long scars winding down her back, caused by an unknown accident. She is deeply ashamed of them.
 
Name: Farran Autumnsteel

Physical Description:
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Age: 30

Race: Forgeborn

Gender: Male

Class(es): Enchanter/Spellblade

Power: Enchanting: Farran can enchant armor and weapons with different attributes. Enchanting takes a moderate amount of time, and it must be done uninterruptedly, or else the enchanted piece may break. Farran specializes in elemental enchantments, imbuing different attributes in equipment based on the four basic elements: Fire, Air, Earth and Water.

Spellblade: In combat, Farran can use elemental spells to briefly enchant his weapons for a short time, based on the four basic elements. Although this spell is stronger than normal enchanting, it has several caveats: Farran can only use spellblade spells on weapons, the spell works for a brief period of time, and the spells have a cooldown period, meaning he can't keep the spell up for the entirety of a long battle.

Personality: Farran is a patient individual, as he learned to take his time doing his tasks when he started enchanting. He prides himself as being helpful, like any servant, but he can pass as rude when being interrupted. In combat, Farran is protective of his weaker peers, often making himself into a barrier between the enemy and the more fragile combatants.

Backstory: Farran is a Forgeborn, a race of semi artificial beings created by a long forgotten group of people. They are skilled blacksmiths and crafters, and have a high magical affinity, although only few of them can actually manifest it. Not much is known about the Forgeborn. Before they were fully deployed, the race that created them perished from an unknown disease, leaving no trace of their knowledge or advances. Ages later, the artificial race woke up from their cocoons, eager to serve but without a master. They started to explore the world of Wakson, settling on the various races' cities and settlements. Since they are only half "bred", they can't reproduce normally, needing to make the same procedure to reproduce. They can easily pass as human, if they can hide the glowing core on their chests, the source of their life and motion. They can rebuild lost limbs, but if the core is detached from their body or severely damaged, they die.

Farran is a second generation Forgeborn, his "parents" part of the original batch that came from the cocoons. He lived in a human village on the south, before the Collision occurred. Farran lost his parents on an earthquake that razed the remote village, and the boy fled west. His parents taught him well about his race, but he had to learn about his gift through trial and error. He was hired as an apprentice blacksmith in a dwarven keep, and learned all he know about blacksmithing with them, eventually learning his enchanting gift by experimenting on his finished pieces. When the Last Army announced that they were looking for members, he gladly joined, hoping to put his gift to good use.

Equipment(s):
Farran uses a set of plate armor, enchanted with the earth's endurance, and uses an unenchanted claymore that he uses for his spellblade spells. His backpack contains default travelling gear, along with basic repair equipment and his enchanter's materials.
 
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Name: Benjamin Fowell

Physical Description: Ben is 5'8", rounded brown eyes, his hair is short and brown, his body isn't physically impressive by any means not strong enough to wield any kind of heavy weapons. Due to his dragon heritage, Ben possess a set of scales that run down his spine and during battle Ben's pupils turn into slits and the whites turn into a glorious color of orange.

Age: 28

Race: 3/4 Human, 1/4 Dragon. Due to being 1/4 dragon, Ben possess a higher resistance to heat than other humans.

Gender: Male

Class(es): Healer

Power: Heal Ben having studied medicine and healing at a local church for most of his life, has gained the knowledge and ability to perform healing, more specifically, his heal is split into the two forms: Mystical Healing at which he calls forth a power to heal himself or others, however this heal is intended for battles, healing minor wounds, concussions, cramps and other similar ills, it cannot save people from certain death, people who have been poisoned, or people who sustain heavy injuries, and it has a cool down of 7 seconds, this is where his second Heal comes in. Physical Healing, physical healing is a long process in which Ben combines physical substances that have a healing property, certain herbs, roots, leaves, flowers etc, he can also perform small surgeries, bandaging wounds, resetting broken bones etc. Physical Healing can only occur during out of battles, however the poison curing aspect of it can be performed during battle.

Personality:Ben is a cold and calculating person, he wishes for the death of the world to be stopped so that he can continue on about his experiments on the world of life, searching for knowledge in which he can spend on saving human life, no morals to hold him down, no regrets to stop him from achieving the knowledge of healing, no experiment is unworthy of executing in order to save a life. In battle, Ben focuses his healing on people who can ensure the protection of others as he believes they are the main barrier in stopping total oblivion, although that doesn't mean he won't heal other people. He is also extremely sadistic towards people who attempt to kill him.

Backstory: Ben was born in a small village that was frequently plagued by sickness, his friends and family dying around him, he was angry, angry at this thing in which he cannot control taking people away from him, if it wasn't for his dragon lineage he would be in the grave with some of his brothers, sisters and friends, people who were weak and could not withstand the storms of plagues. Then one day, a church opened up, this church was dedicated to healing the sick and informing the people on how to live a better life, when Ben saw this, he was obsessed, constantly begging the "priests" to accept him into their fold and teach him the ways of healing, and when he was a teenager, he entered into the church and studied there, constantly, no peace, no rest for the child who would save this village but what he didn't know was that the church also carried out experiments on the unwitting populus but instead of reporting this finding to the people, he remained silent and aided in the experiments and was promoted to the ranks of Tenebris Healer. When the Last Army arrived and announced their goal of accepting members, he knew this was a golden opportunity to exercise his healing and learn new knowledge of healing.

Equipment(s): Ben has light plate armor mixed with tough leather on his joints, he carries a single ceremonial dagger in which he uses in his defense and gathering of resources, he also carries a book that holds knowledge of healing, illness, cures for certain poisons etc, he also has a sturdy backpack that contains his gathered resources used for healing. He is also clothed in a dark hood.
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