User:Little Red Rosie
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| Class | XP Source | Weapon of choice | Morality | Faction | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
Shepherd | Mortal Shepherd Advocate | Crafting, repairing, healing and combat | Cutlass | Good | Convent of Nuns |
| And the Lord bestowed upon sister Rosie the powers of crafting, repairing, healing and combat, saying: ,,You shall be my aide, repairing this world in ruin. I will guide your hands as you craft the instruments of Good, undo the damages brought upon people and objects, and smite evil." And she nodded, accepted her duties and carried out the will of the Lord. | |||||
| Class | XP Source | Weapon of choice | Morality | Faction | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
Pariah | Mortal Pariah Infernal Behemoth | Combat | Cutlass | Evil | Pirates of R'lyeh |
| ,,Arrr, fair lass, have another drink!" the Pirate laughed loudly as he poured her another rum.
,,But... but that'd be the... uhm..." a fairly drunk Luziel replied, trying to remember where she lost count. ,,No worries, no worries! It's free, so go and drink!" ,,B-but..." the woman hiccupped as she noticed the Pirate getting out what appeared to be a contract. She heard about his kind, feeding loads of alcohol to unsuspecting people then press gang them into their crew ,,what's that piece of paper for then?" Still grinning wide, the Pirate poured her another drink. ,,Not important for now, lass, just drink, drink, drink!" Luziel sighed deeply, and realized she couldn't care if she was Shanghaied or not. Being a Pirate actually sounded as if it wasn't such a bad thing and if this place went to hell anyway, why not enjoy it? ,,Just let me sign it already," she heard herself say. The Pirate once again laughed out loud as Luziel signed, then shouted out to his buddies: ,,Oi lads! Let's welcome our newest crewmember! RUM!" | |||||
| Class | XP Source | Weapon of choice | Morality | Faction | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
Pariah | Mortal Pariah Infernal Behemoth | Combat | Blood Claws | Evil | The Vault |
| She used to be the girl no parents wanted their sons to come home with. They said not to hang around with her, that she was badnews, to be watched out for. Her parents were bad, the siblings were bad, her neighbourhood was bad, she was bad... Leah often got sick and tried to prove those annoying folks wrong, until she discovered it was much easier to shut them up for good. Often, she chuckles about the irony, as those parents were right about her after all... as for her former boyfriends, which girl worth her salt would care about those scrawny men if she has access to the most powerful or warrior and demons? | |||||
