Stats & Facts Name: Alexis Renier Titles: Race: Jakari Age: 24 Height: 5'8 Weight: 140lbs Affiliations: Inquisitor Allies: Enemies: Accomplishments: Has tracked down a few felons. Appearance: Despite choosing the path of a law-woman, Alexis is average in height with a build that could be described as medium at best, fit and toned but not particularly muscular. While she is clearly Jakari, as evidenced by her wide and stout face, foot long tail, pointed ears and yellow cats eyes with pitch black irises, her caramel colored skin has almost no hair on it, save for a set of elongated whiskers. The woman's black hair is kept braided and tied together in the back, in a fashion that is vaguely reminiscent, although not quite amounting to, cornrows. While save for her tail she could pass as a dark skinned human from the neck down, her facial expression carries that distinctly mischievous look common amongst the cat people. Apparel: Alexis tends to wear the best clothing that she can afford. Her pants are a snug grey made out of fine satin and fall down to her cherry colored leather boots. She almost always wears a brown trench coat, double buttoned all the way up and needlessly sashed around the waist. When the situation calls for it, beneath her overcoat one can see a dark navy blue silk blouse, ruffled around the neck. On her left hand is an ornate silver glove adorned with amethyst chain markings, tipped on each finger with a razor sharp ebony point. Background: Unlike many Alexis did not join the initiates due to some harbored hatred of sentient races nor a desire for world domination but rather as a rejection of the values she grew up around. Raised by devout cleric parents, the young jakari was forced to expose every intimate detail of her life, exposing her earliest crushes and juvenile discrepancies to the public, transforming the entire adolescent experience into an adjudication in which she felt judged and humiliated. As soon as she could pass for of age, the woman went to Sylvan to indulge in all of the excesses that were forbidden to her and loved every minute of it. Alexis believes that law abiding people who don't harm others have the right to live life to the fullest and keep whatever secrets they deem fit from public exposure. After moving from Elexia to Sylvan at 18 the woman has lead what many would call a hedonistic lifestyle, however, it is one that is completely within the confines of the law. After several years of running with a fast crowd she learned the dangers of what can happen when one rejects all limitations and saw many fall victims to the criminal element of the world. For the past few years the woman has sought to strike a balance between the two extremes, living her life to the fullest while trying to stop those who gain pleasure in harming others. While not something she openly admits, her pursuit of justice coupled with her religious leanings have allowed for the indulgence in once hidden sadistic tendencies. While publicly she is a fun loving person who can border on charming in the right scenario, she makes no qualms in her opinion that those who harm others have forsaken their humanity and deserve to be treated accordingly.
Skills and Abilities Interrogator
Her cool, calm and icy demeanor exhibited while subjecting criminals to severe acts of interrogation add a fear based charisma effect in such scenarios. Inquisitor Soulgaze Oblivion Stones
Souls: None
Hand Of Will
A bronze strength glove that grants Alexis psychic ability. It is an ornate polished silver adorned with amethyst chain markings around the wrist, tipped on each finger with a razor sharp ebony point.
Lvl 1. The touch of the gauntleted hand has a charisma effect.
Lvl 2. Touching an item with the gauntleted hand will can give you a mental impression of the most recent people to have touch it.
Weapons:
> A single shot pistol with a mahogany hilt and sterling silver barrel with a dwarven inscription running down it. While the weapon appears to be of a high quality, it is no more effective than any other single fire pistol.
Items:
> A black leather cigarette case with gold trim.
> A grappling hook attached to 20 feet of rope.
> A small lipstick like container that when unscrewed has a flat plate of metal inside of it with an extremely small and weak ruby behind it, serves as a cigarette lighter. Eyes of Justice
Intimidation effect
Golan's blade sunk into the garrs foot, just barely, but it was enough to throw the warriors momentum way off and make him lose his balance, it seemed as though the slightest blow from Golan would send the stone giant toppling to the ground.
Her distraction seemed to work as the oscaran's blade went into the lizard man's stomach, however, her foe did not seem to amused and with a terrible battle cry he drove his sword forward, ripping through the lizard mans intestines in an attempt to stab the woman
The whip wielder threw both of his weapons up at the spear and intercepted it mid air, driving the polearm down at the charging elves head.
Bobby was struck in the leg and winced in pain, desperate to come out of this match alive he put all of his force behind his staff and attempted to use it as leverage against the dwarves shield, thrusting forward at a low angle in an attempt to bring his foe to the ground.
The garr seemed relatively unphased by the attacks, clearly such magics were of little effect against his coarse stone like skin. The giant unwedged himself from the arenas edge and ran at Golan, delivering a powerful stomped aimed square at the peacekeepers torso.
The whip wielder was, clearly, a violent, smart ass, dirty son of a ***** as he openly laughed at Dareon's defensive stance and sent out twin whip lashes, one aimed at the elves face, the other at the weapon glanced in his hand. In addition to being rude, he was apparently very effective with his weapon.
Bobby charged at the dwarf who now had a longsword and shield drawn, as he sent a horizontal strike lashing out wildly at his fellow prisoner, the dwarf swiftly caused it to clash against the steel of his shield, simultaneously stabbing the man in the leg.
The blunt end of the spear knocked the dwarf out cold, behind Edlareon the battle still raged and it seemed that the adventurers side were losing. All of the cultists that stood as allies were either dead or desperately losing their battles. One of them, a short human wielding two whips tipped with a razor sharp piece of metal struck the back of the elves armor with one of his weapons.
Golan managed to strike two cultists who were engaged in battle against one another, the strike seemed more detrimental to one of the men who was quickly impaled with his foes longsword after the blast, falling to the ground. The way the sword wielder charged "Her" was cause to believe he may have aided the other side. As Golan was a few feet from the garr, sword ready, he received a stony elbow to the nose.
The woman's blade went clear through the underside of her foes snout, swiftly ending the creatures life. Before she had any time to celebrate, a sword wielding oscaran was rushing her from behind, his blade drawn overhead as if ready to cut the woman clean in half.
Bobby bashed the mans head into the ground over and over again, not stopping until his face was a bloody pulp and the screaming stopped. As he rose to his feet, one of the rival dwarves hurled a throwing axe at his head, which the man barely managed to duck.
The garr was not as agile or as quick as Golan and ran face first into the wall, causing a large dent in the arena's exterior as he did so. Surprisingly, he pushed himself off of the arenas edge, trying to unlodge himself, seemingly making some head way.
Her magic attacked seemed to startle her foe and cause him much discomfort. Caught off guard, the woman had little trouble lodging her blade into the saurr's gut. As blood poured from his wound, the lizard man snarled, extending his long snout towards her face in what seemed to be an attempt to bite her nose off
Dareon knocked the dwarf off balance with his deflection and brought him straight to the ground with the helmet blow. Desperate, the dwarf made a failed attempt to rise to his feet and ended up scooting himself backwards with his hands as his elven foe stood over him, he met the spearwielder straight in the eye, seemingly scared and desperate, clearly he wanted to be in this bloodbath no more than Dareon.
Using his unforseen grace, Bobby hurled his body over the nadrask and was now laying directly on top of him, as the man struggled to throw his larger foe off his back, Bobby bit the mans ear clean off and spit it into the arena's sand, blood began spewing from the side of the mans head, he was now screaming in agony.
The woman's plan was mostly a success, the lizard man did get his spear lodged into the wall and she did manage to use her magnetic powers to disarm her foe. Unfortunately the Saurr was far stronger than his five foot frame let on and managed to grab Her by the arms as she removed his helm, hurling her into the wall.
Golan's blind charge was met by the garr running after him, however this may have made his dash even more effective as combatants seemed to actually clear the way for the peacekeeper. He did however have a giant garr behind him and was now more separated from his allies than ever.
Eldarion managed to dodge the attack, however the dwarf raised his guard just in time to block the spear, although the shoulder armor was more or less ruined. As the man was over extended at a slightly odd angle, the dwarf shot his leg out in a side kick aimed for the spearmans knee.
The two fireballs hit the nadrask causing him even more pain and discomfort. Bobby took this two his advantage and delivered a swift overhead swing of his weapon which the warrior dodged with a forward dive at the drunks legs, knocking him to the ground.
Eldareon was met by one of the dwarves who were trying desperately not to engage each other in combat. The man was short and stout with a long braided red beard. His body was covered with a burnt red plate of armor, his head adorned with a simple iron helmet. He wielded a large hammer that was swung in a double fisted overhead fashion, crashing down on the spear wielder.
A relatively tall Saurr with mottled green skin and an egg shaped head rushed at "Her". Like many of the cultists, he had a steel shoulder guard which led the charge as well as an iron helmet with a mesh bar like face mask. The lizard man had a long spear which he had out in front of himself, looking to impale "Her" into a wall.
Golan could not find anything to climb up, the walls of the pit were very smooth by design. The two cultists seemed not to be injured so much as pissed off, Golan now had a seven foot tall garr with a massive two handed sword charging him with a well armored club wielding nadrask right next to him. Bobby rushed to the two men accosting Golan and swung his club at the armored man, causing him to turn and address whoever had just crashed into his plate male.
The largest fight of the day was occurring in the very same room the prisoners had become all too accustomed to. The stone pit clearly lacked upkeep, the walls were cracked and covered with blood, the floor largely covered by the faceless masked image they had all grown used to lying in its center. A rope ladder was dropped on either side the pit which already had the oscaran jailer standing in its center. He had a claw grip extended to each side as though that would some how keep the peace more so than the force barrier that allowed the fighters to go no further than the third of the arena allotted to them.
Golan, Bobby, Fred, "Her" and Dareon were all placed on the same side of the battle, along with two of the dwarves and four cultists, all of whom were barely armored in leather and seemed to be wielding wither a long sword, a hammer, a two handed axe or a short sword and shield. At the opposite end of the arena were five dwarves and five equally nondescript followers of Magni.
Oscaran– You fight until all on one side have perished, if any of you decided to take mercy on a fallen foe, I will personally see to the demise of ALL contestants.
The warrior waved his clawgrips and sprung up, leaping out of the eight foot deep pit in a single bound. The force barriers dropped. While the opposing dwarves stood their ground, all the cultists began charging the crew, with the opposing cultists charging at them. The dwarves reluctantly joined from behind, viewing it as necessary to survival.
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Name: Alexis Renier
Titles:
Race: Jakari
Age: 24
Height: 5'8
Weight: 140lbs
Affiliations: Inquisitor
Allies:
Enemies:
Accomplishments: Has tracked down a few felons.
Appearance: Despite choosing the path of a law-woman, Alexis is average in height with a build that could be described as medium at best, fit and toned but not particularly muscular. While she is clearly Jakari, as evidenced by her wide and stout face, foot long tail, pointed ears and yellow cats eyes with pitch black irises, her caramel colored skin has almost no hair on it, save for a set of elongated whiskers. The woman's black hair is kept braided and tied together in the back, in a fashion that is vaguely reminiscent, although not quite amounting to, cornrows. While save for her tail she could pass as a dark skinned human from the neck down, her facial expression carries that distinctly mischievous look common amongst the cat people.
Apparel: Alexis tends to wear the best clothing that she can afford. Her pants are a snug grey made out of fine satin and fall down to her cherry colored leather boots. She almost always wears a brown trench coat, double buttoned all the way up and needlessly sashed around the waist. When the situation calls for it, beneath her overcoat one can see a dark navy blue silk blouse, ruffled around the neck. On her left hand is an ornate silver glove adorned with amethyst chain markings, tipped on each finger with a razor sharp ebony point.
Background: Unlike many Alexis did not join the initiates due to some harbored hatred of sentient races nor a desire for world domination but rather as a rejection of the values she grew up around. Raised by devout cleric parents, the young jakari was forced to expose every intimate detail of her life, exposing her earliest crushes and juvenile discrepancies to the public, transforming the entire adolescent experience into an adjudication in which she felt judged and humiliated. As soon as she could pass for of age, the woman went to Sylvan to indulge in all of the excesses that were forbidden to her and loved every minute of it. Alexis believes that law abiding people who don't harm others have the right to live life to the fullest and keep whatever secrets they deem fit from public exposure. After moving from Elexia to Sylvan at 18 the woman has lead what many would call a hedonistic lifestyle, however, it is one that is completely within the confines of the law. After several years of running with a fast crowd she learned the dangers of what can happen when one rejects all limitations and saw many fall victims to the criminal element of the world. For the past few years the woman has sought to strike a balance between the two extremes, living her life to the fullest while trying to stop those who gain pleasure in harming others. While not something she openly admits, her pursuit of justice coupled with her religious leanings have allowed for the indulgence in once hidden sadistic tendencies. While publicly she is a fun loving person who can border on charming in the right scenario, she makes no qualms in her opinion that those who harm others have forsaken their humanity and deserve to be treated accordingly.
Skills and Abilities
Interrogator
Her cool, calm and icy demeanor exhibited while subjecting criminals to severe acts of interrogation add a fear based charisma effect in such scenarios.
Inquisitor
Soulgaze
Oblivion Stones
Souls: None
Hand Of Will
A bronze strength glove that grants Alexis psychic ability. It is an ornate polished silver adorned with amethyst chain markings around the wrist, tipped on each finger with a razor sharp ebony point.
Lvl 1. The touch of the gauntleted hand has a charisma effect.
Lvl 2. Touching an item with the gauntleted hand will can give you a mental impression of the most recent people to have touch it.
Spells:
Lvl. 1 Itch, Swathe, Tint Fade
Lvl. 2 Mask Jibe
Weapons:
> A single shot pistol with a mahogany hilt and sterling silver barrel with a dwarven inscription running down it. While the weapon appears to be of a high quality, it is no more effective than any other single fire pistol.
Items:
> A black leather cigarette case with gold trim.
> A grappling hook attached to 20 feet of rope.
> A small lipstick like container that when unscrewed has a flat plate of metal inside of it with an extremely small and weak ruby behind it, serves as a cigarette lighter.
Eyes of Justice
Intimidation effect
Currency
100 Gold
Bounty Points: 1
Strength: Average
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Her distraction seemed to work as the oscaran's blade went into the lizard man's stomach, however, her foe did not seem to amused and with a terrible battle cry he drove his sword forward, ripping through the lizard mans intestines in an attempt to stab the woman
The whip wielder threw both of his weapons up at the spear and intercepted it mid air, driving the polearm down at the charging elves head.
Bobby was struck in the leg and winced in pain, desperate to come out of this match alive he put all of his force behind his staff and attempted to use it as leverage against the dwarves shield, thrusting forward at a low angle in an attempt to bring his foe to the ground.
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The whip wielder was, clearly, a violent, smart ass, dirty son of a ***** as he openly laughed at Dareon's defensive stance and sent out twin whip lashes, one aimed at the elves face, the other at the weapon glanced in his hand. In addition to being rude, he was apparently very effective with his weapon.
Bobby charged at the dwarf who now had a longsword and shield drawn, as he sent a horizontal strike lashing out wildly at his fellow prisoner, the dwarf swiftly caused it to clash against the steel of his shield, simultaneously stabbing the man in the leg.
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Golan managed to strike two cultists who were engaged in battle against one another, the strike seemed more detrimental to one of the men who was quickly impaled with his foes longsword after the blast, falling to the ground. The way the sword wielder charged "Her" was cause to believe he may have aided the other side. As Golan was a few feet from the garr, sword ready, he received a stony elbow to the nose.
The woman's blade went clear through the underside of her foes snout, swiftly ending the creatures life. Before she had any time to celebrate, a sword wielding oscaran was rushing her from behind, his blade drawn overhead as if ready to cut the woman clean in half.
Bobby bashed the mans head into the ground over and over again, not stopping until his face was a bloody pulp and the screaming stopped. As he rose to his feet, one of the rival dwarves hurled a throwing axe at his head, which the man barely managed to duck.
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Her magic attacked seemed to startle her foe and cause him much discomfort. Caught off guard, the woman had little trouble lodging her blade into the saurr's gut. As blood poured from his wound, the lizard man snarled, extending his long snout towards her face in what seemed to be an attempt to bite her nose off
Dareon knocked the dwarf off balance with his deflection and brought him straight to the ground with the helmet blow. Desperate, the dwarf made a failed attempt to rise to his feet and ended up scooting himself backwards with his hands as his elven foe stood over him, he met the spearwielder straight in the eye, seemingly scared and desperate, clearly he wanted to be in this bloodbath no more than Dareon.
Using his unforseen grace, Bobby hurled his body over the nadrask and was now laying directly on top of him, as the man struggled to throw his larger foe off his back, Bobby bit the mans ear clean off and spit it into the arena's sand, blood began spewing from the side of the mans head, he was now screaming in agony.
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Golan's blind charge was met by the garr running after him, however this may have made his dash even more effective as combatants seemed to actually clear the way for the peacekeeper. He did however have a giant garr behind him and was now more separated from his allies than ever.
Eldarion managed to dodge the attack, however the dwarf raised his guard just in time to block the spear, although the shoulder armor was more or less ruined. As the man was over extended at a slightly odd angle, the dwarf shot his leg out in a side kick aimed for the spearmans knee.
The two fireballs hit the nadrask causing him even more pain and discomfort. Bobby took this two his advantage and delivered a swift overhead swing of his weapon which the warrior dodged with a forward dive at the drunks legs, knocking him to the ground.
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A relatively tall Saurr with mottled green skin and an egg shaped head rushed at "Her". Like many of the cultists, he had a steel shoulder guard which led the charge as well as an iron helmet with a mesh bar like face mask. The lizard man had a long spear which he had out in front of himself, looking to impale "Her" into a wall.
Golan could not find anything to climb up, the walls of the pit were very smooth by design. The two cultists seemed not to be injured so much as pissed off, Golan now had a seven foot tall garr with a massive two handed sword charging him with a well armored club wielding nadrask right next to him. Bobby rushed to the two men accosting Golan and swung his club at the armored man, causing him to turn and address whoever had just crashed into his plate male.
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Golan, Bobby, Fred, "Her" and Dareon were all placed on the same side of the battle, along with two of the dwarves and four cultists, all of whom were barely armored in leather and seemed to be wielding wither a long sword, a hammer, a two handed axe or a short sword and shield. At the opposite end of the arena were five dwarves and five equally nondescript followers of Magni.
Oscaran– You fight until all on one side have perished, if any of you decided to take mercy on a fallen foe, I will personally see to the demise of ALL contestants.
The warrior waved his clawgrips and sprung up, leaping out of the eight foot deep pit in a single bound. The force barriers dropped. While the opposing dwarves stood their ground, all the cultists began charging the crew, with the opposing cultists charging at them. The dwarves reluctantly joined from behind, viewing it as necessary to survival.
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