Chevaleresse

Mine clocks in at 479, so...

i'm kind of excited to see the other characters. Did you have a number of players in mind or is it just as many as feel right?

so, when do you plan on announcing who got in/starting?

"Well, if you claim to be such a marksman, prove it and find a spot to put an arrow, as long as it isn't my backside, commoner. I'll force the giant to leave an opening somewhere." With that, Silef took off running forward and to the right, putting distance between herself and her comrades while closing on Dust. She mantled herself in flame, and angled her free hand at Dust as she collected magical energy in her palm. Her intentions were fairly obvious; very quickly a roiling fireball was visible in front of it.

Now I'm regretting I didn't name my partner Galahad

You'd better believe that I'm gonna play my character for humor at least a little bit.

And to think I almost made a female character.

awh, i wanted a Mega Gallade

What's the rule on mega evolution?

Silef studied her opponent. Surely, Dust didn't intend for this to be a full-on duel; it was already evident that his power far surpassed theirs. She sensed, however, that she should probably treat this as such. Very well. She had faced impossible odds before, and she would do it again now, it seemed. Hopefully it doesn't end the same way. She drew her blade into a middle guard, angled defensively for a moment. "Sir Ress'nok. You, hunter. What can you do?"

Kage cursed profusely and quite audibly at Jacob ignoring him and subsequently charging in heedlessly. It didn't help when he had a type disadvantage against most of his opponents' Pokemon, either. The incoming Shadow Ball would have worried all of his Pokemon. "Lucas, dodge towards it and hit with Draining Kiss!" He would have preferred Lucas staying at a distance, but he needed to KO this opponent as quickly as possible.

Not a fan of text avatars. 4/10.

I'll reserve a slot here.

I'll close this, as the OOC is up. I might sign up for this one, though.

She tried to hide a slight jump when Dust stood up. His speed surprised her. "Well met, Lord of Heroes. If you do not mind, I will get right to this: what is our first order of business in this Clash of Fates?" Her tone of voice betrayed none of her startlement. Pondering with the world? If he were any other, I would question the statement. . .

"Hmm." Silef, seeing all of the others walking through the various doorways, did the same. There would be time to discuss the teams later. For now, it seemed the best plan was to proceed. She slowed her normally brisk pace a fair bit once she passed through, taking in the mood. The area made her feel almost uneasy; she had always had an aversion to darkness, and she resisted the urge to create a light herself. She stopped entirely in her tracks once she reached the room in which the Divine Knight sat. The noblewoman might not have been particularly well-versed in legends and lore, but this was one tale she was familiar with. That scintillating armor was unmistakeable. She gave the seated giant a deep, respectful (for her, anyway) bow, suitable for a lord to their king, her armor breaking the silence with a faint clinking. She remained in the position for a few moments without moving, then straightened when Dust did nothing. She assumed the Lord of Heroes was waiting for the others to enter the room. However, it might have been evident that the wait irked her. Given enough time. she would break the silence, but for now she held her tongue out of respect. (I assume that he won't respond, lmk if something needs to be changed.)

10/10

3/10 just really not a fan.

". . . Toodles? What on earth does that mean?" Silef questioned out loud. This Sorrow fellow was rather odd, to say the least. The noblewoman shook her head. "No matter." She turned to speak with the red Victonari, dismissing the man's(?) unusual behavior for now. "It is good to have you at my side, Sir Redtail." I do wonder how we were sorted into teams. Was it based on our capabilities? Some similarities between our unfortunate fates?

"Orbital Beat? I know it, I think. I have to mess with my guitar some to play it, though." She immediately proceeded to do so, moving over to where the instrument was hooked up to the amp. She strummed it lightly and repeatedly as she adjusted the dials on it, trying to get the sound just right. "If Gunther-san wants to sing it I don't mind."

Character name: Seyr Character age: 30 Character species: Silver Wyvern Combat style: Uses two primary abilities; shapeshifting between natural and humanoid forms (which could be considered druidic in nature) and a lightning breath attack (that could be considered shamanistic.) Otherwise possesses no magical abilities, relying on his physical characteristics and surprise. Character background: A wyvern originating from a rocky area near the edge of a human settlement. His species has a natural gift for shapeshifting and often wander far away from their places of birth to find places in the settlements of mortals or civilized fae. Character Personality: Has a childlike curiosity and innocence about him. His predatory nature is often suppressed by this, though it still affects his actions - particularly if he's hungry, which happens fairly often. He is fairly friendly and enjoys socialization thoroughly, though his unusual mannerisms can put other races off, particularly if they don't know his true nature (which he makes an effort to hide). However, he is capricious and quick to anger. Character appearance: His natural form possesses four limbs; two legs with sharp talons, with three toes facing forward and one backward to assist in gripping prey and perches. The forelimbs are two wings, with a blunt wingtalon on each that is ineffective as a weapon but serves to grip surfaces if the need arises. He has a slender, muscular tail with another set of winglike membranes that serve as rudders during quick maneuvers. As a fairly young wyvern, his body is leaner and smaller than his elders. The wingspan is quite large in relation to the body. His upper (dorsal) half and most of his head are covered in a tough carapace, whose scales are a bluish gray with brighter blues running alongside a darkened stripe along the spine. His lower half has a lighter and somewhat bluer coloration, with smaller, smoother scales. His head is somewhat broad and triangular, with short, tough fangs that are better at crushing than slicing. It has two pronounced frills that almost resemble blades on either side, though they are largely ineffective as weapons due to structure and location. Instead, they serve as rough indicators of mood, similarly to a cat's ears. He possesses one primary humanoid guise, and while he is capable of using others, he is not practiced at doing so and therefore may make critical mistakes in his appearance. It is a young human male with distinctive silvery hair. He is somewhat taller than average with piercing blue eyes, though occasionally he makes a mistake and they have more of a yellowish tinge inherited from wyvern form. His build mirrors his natural form; athletic but not bulky, with sharp features. Character theme: I'm going for the sort of innocuous curiosity that one observes in many animals, tempered with the fact that the owner of said curiosity is still a dangerous predator who believes itself to be above most other beings.