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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2021 8:01 pm
[NARXFANG & RYTH] █ █ ╫ C O R E ╫
█ *NAME ▬ Ryth
█ *BASE LEVEL 50PC
█ AFFILIATION: ▬ (List any family relations or friends)
█ *AGE ▬ 33
█ *FACTION ▬ Villain of ℣ale & Vącùo
█ *ROLE & OCCUPATION ▬ Secret Shopkeeper for Villains.
█ *SEX ▬ Female
█ *SPECIES ▬ Human
█ █ ╫ A F F E C T A T I O N ╫
█ HEIGHT ▬ 5' 8''
█ WEIGHT ▬ 135 Lbs
█ SCARS/TATTOOS ▬ None
█ █ ╫ A R C H E T Y P E ╫
█ NATURAL ABILITIES
█ Primary Talent ▬ Reading People (Sherlock Holmes Style)
█ Faunus Trait/Bonus Talent ▬ Second Primary: Disarming Foes of their weapons (if failed her parry just results in a dodge)
█ Other Talents ▬ Agility
█ LEARNT ABILITIES
█ Strongest Skill ▬ Hacking
█ Weakest Skill ▬ Forgives Easily/Too Trusting.
█ Other Skills ▬ Picking Locks, Hotwiring Vehicles.
█ PERSONALITY TRAITS
█ Nature ▬ Fairly kind, can be a bit feisty.
█ █ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
█ BACKGROUND ▬ Ryth is a shopkeep for villains. She spends her time wandering between what used to be Vacuo and modern Vale. Most often she can be found near Phoxuria as she has consistent clientele there. She was a beauty all of her life, and unfortunately she was attacked by a cop at a young age in alley. The man did severe damage and left her for dead. She was blinded and now has cybernetically enhanced eyes as well as part of her throat. She loathes authority to this day which inspired her to be a villain outfitter. She has dealings with several prominent figures in Vale. Pretty much every villain would have heard about her or rumors of her wares.
█ FUTURE PLANS ▬ I plan to have her pop up here and there for fun villain rescue and restoration. To help outfit villains with the tools she needs. No plans for her to die, but she is also not a fighter herself. Unless you attack her in her shop in which case she has several guards to deal with as well.
█ DESIGNATED CONTROLLERS ▬ Me, Myself
, and I.
█ █ ╫ I N V E N T O R Y ╫
█ PRIMARY WEAPON
█ ▬ Poison Brace
█ Melee Form ▬ A brace that has several slots for different poisons. A dagger can pop out with the flick of a wrist that is attached to the brace. The dagger has grooves that facilitate the poison along it. It is light weight and not meant to pierce all the way through an opponent, just poison them. Most poisons just slow enemies, put them to sleep, none of them kill someone if they seek medical attention within a few hours. Many with full aura can resist even that. But they will not be able to fight well if poisoned. Takes 5 posts to settle in. Each post they lose 10% of their normal speed up to 50%. Doubled for every post they make an attack or physical strenuous movement as that circulates the poison longer. Full affect after 5 posts lasts another 5 posts.
█ Ranged Form ▬ All around the brace are small firing chambers. The brace had a pressurized tank connected to her side that propels small darts at her enemies.
█ Other Form(s) ▬ None
█ Ammo Type ▬ Poison Darts
█ ▬ Can't kill someone directly. Very short dagger, and even the darts only fly about 30 feet.
█ OTHER WEAPONS
█ ▬ Numerous daggers for throwing under her robes.
█ ITEMS
█ ▬ Poison Filter Mask. Customized Hacking Scrolls, wires, and tools for her craft. As well as Antidotes. All unlabeled. She also boasts many different kinds of smoke bombs including a gravity dust smoke bomb that causes small objects to lift a few inches off ground. Mainly it just creates a extra large cover that lingers longer. Her smoke bombs are most all laced with poisons that make her enemy's sluggish, or make their eyes irritated like mace/pepperspray.
█ █ ╫ S E M B L A N C E ╫
█ *NAME ▬ Bloodsight
█ *AURA COLOR ▬ A Pale Pink
█ *DESCRIPTION
█ ▬ General Description: Ryth's Semblance allows her to drink blood and vividly see the someone's memories. When she does this she also learns their fighting style and gains some of their muscle memory for a time. This allows her to match her enemy's moves with precision, knowing what move they will make the second they begin. This allows her to gain an edge in combat and make smooth counter moves. Usually to disarm her opponent of their weapon so she can sell it later.
█ *LEVEL 0 ▬ At this level she can gain memory for only 5 posts in combat.
█ *LEVEL 1▬ At this level she can gain memory for only 7 posts in combat.
█ *LEVEL 2▬ At this level she can gain memory for only 9 posts in combat.
█ *LEVEL 3▬ At this level she can gain memory for only 11 posts in combat.
█ *DRAWBACKS ▬ Only works if the blood was given to her willingly. Otherwise the aura taints the blood sample. They cannot willingly put their arm out there and say they didn't accept. They must physically resist as well so it is beyond a shadow of a doubt. Otherwise she will still get a few glimpses of prominent memories of fairly recent events in the past few years of their life.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2021 8:01 pm
First appearance: https://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=25324014&page=5xx ❶ x POSTS 156 xxxxx ❷ x THEME xxxxx ❸ x HIGH THREAT
x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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_____________________☇ ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰
_______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang liked how Frea put it; travelers. For travelers they were indeed! They just got themselves put in all sorts of problematic situations. Ultimately it made Fang wonder what his true purpose was for a moment. He really did lose track of it from time to time. It felt as if he was just wandering around looking for adventure. In the end, they were just trying to survive in a way they found pleasurable. Frea loved medicines and plants and all sorts of fascinating stuff. He wondered if she could just be content to collect all the information on those things. He certainly could not. He did enjoy fighting alongside her though. Protecting her while she did her stuff was sort of his role when they were together.
"Of course it extends to all of you!" He said to the man named Victor. "And they has pretty much everything under the sun, or in the shade!" He meant that as a joke, but it did have literal truth to it as well. This shop collected every good known to man. "Weapons, armor, steroids, rare antiques, you name it!". Fang would laugh at Ghost's nonchalant response about his own expectations. The next thing he said sounded like a farewell parting though. The man really had no sense of normality which made Fang all the more curious what his profession was.
Fang would lead them down a few alleys and finally to a dead end. A place of brick and mortar. A mountain of trash bags laid at the end and it was the perfect place to ambush and kill someone. Fang would turn to look at the group. "I'll let Frea answer those questions, but we are finally here. This is Cypriot street in the blue district. I believe the six refers to..." Fang would search the walls. For those looking they would see some bricks had tiny "x" carved into them. He'd find the sixth one and touch it.
Nothing happened.
"That's odd." Then they would hear the sound of metal blades beind drawn as four shadowy figures dropped from the tops of the buildings that made up the alleyway. They would land with heavy thuds. Each of them were large, battle hardened men. They seemed to all be wearing outfits of similar design and each duel wielded scimitars. Their faces were covered, but they all four possessed furry tails which meant they were faunus. Fang would take a step back. "Hey, we're not hear for any trouble." His hands were raised to show that he didn't have any weapons in them. The men would stand still with their weapons drawn still. Fang made sure to take a step closer to where Frea was. He didn't want to have his back exposed if more of them showed up. But then the lead man pulled his mask off. His face had a single diagonal scar from just below his left eye to his jaw.
"Fang. You were banned from Ryth's workshop. I already told you that the last time you came."
Fang would let out a dark chuckle, "But we both know that Ryth loves newblood, and I brought him three volunteers!" The faunus stared for a long time at Fang. Clearly annoyed, but then he did turn to look at the three with him. He seemed to nod approvingly. "Fine. But I'm only doing it because of your pretty friend there. I can smell botanical products in his bag and Ryth has been looking for someone to identify a few things..." He nodded at Frea.
"That's what I thought Severus..." Fang said with a dark smirk.
The faunus would sheath their blades and walk towards the brick Fang had touched. The leadman, Severus, would press a finger against the stone with an x on it firmly. A shock of aura would pulse into the stone and the wall would start to crack between predefined bricks, but with a seemingly random pattern. Eventually the wall would slide open and reveal a staircase. Two of the faunus would take the lead, and two would stay behind to follow after."There are three rules Don't steal. Don't fight. And don't ever come back to the same location." Severus would explain on his way down. If you violate the rules you will likely be killed or worse... used in one of Ryth's experiments.
After they descended the staircase they walked through what looked like an old collapsed sewer that had not been used for quite some time. They would take a few more turns and eventually reach a large oak door. The two faunus guards in front would open it for them to enter. The room was incredibly large. Long tapestries adorned every inch of the wall and rugs of vibrant colors all spread across the floor. Some cloth had been hung from the ceiling to give the place a more cozy feel. What looked like market stands were setup all along the walls boasting different goods themes to their stand. To the right were weapons. A separate stand for poles, and swords, and even a stand for strange and unique weapons that were rarely is ever seen. Many of them were obviously custom and one of a kind. In the middle of the room was a large circular pillar with stands all around it as well. The place was lit by lanterns but overall had a dark, yet charming appearance. Like an extravagant gypsy townhall full of stolen good. Behind the central stand two red eyes peered out.
"Ryth! It's good to see you!" Fang shouted across the room as he made his way straight to the white haired woman behind the stand. She peered silently at the others before turning to Fang when he finally made it to her. "I got you some buyers, and I was hoping to stock up on the usuals as well." She stared at him for a long time without moving nor showing any kind of expression. Then her face suddenly morphed into a scowl as a hand flew out and slapped him at breakneck speed. Fang;s head would c**k to the side as a hand went up to grab his jaw. "I can't say I deserve any less..."
"Damn right you don't!" She said. Her voice had a metallic hollowness to it. "Next time don't star a fight in my shop or I'll put a bounty on your head." She then turned to the newcomers. "Welcome to my workshop. We repair weapons, create customs, as well as the usual buy and sell. We also possess a large abundance of useful things as you can see. Once you find something you like I'll ring you up here." She then sat down on a chair behind the stand. Fang whispered something to her and she began to whisper in response, but it was a sort of harsh tone. They would continue to discuss things for a moment before Fang would slam a fist on the counter and turn away frustrated. They obviously had a complicated relationship.
Frea would see a stand dedicated to botanical goods, potions, poisons, and all sorts of medicinal goods to her left as well as general supplies. Only the highest quality materials, everything shockingly fresh as if it was picked just that morning.
The guards would stand to either side of the door and sit on stools. They would chatter amongst themselves.
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2021 8:23 pm
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2021 8:24 pm
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