Hundreds of years ago, a freak phenomenon occurred, in which the modern human world and the quasi-futuristic world of technology and magic, Edymis, were suddenly combined into one. Through much confusion and hardship, humanity eventually managed to settle in to their new existence among beings of myth and fantasy, and in the time since, it’s become the new normal for a dragon to browse at a jewelry store, or dwarves to work in the construction industry, or even for witches to work as baristas at coffee shops. Somewhat less common: an elven girl adopted by a dragon stepmother. Such is the case for your next-door neighbor, Tiva, an elven orphan who grew up in the Draconic Empire. (Any gender, any species, have fun!)

Born with the blood of giants in her veins, Eir has always possessed preternatural abilities - endurance of steel, the strength of a titan, and of course, the power to manipulate her own size. These powers, she passed on to her three daughters - Soul, the eldest; Memory, the stoic middle child; and Spirit, the youngest and most, well, spirited - though the power remained the strongest in Eir, herself. As her previous spouse was of mortal blood, their inevitable passing left Eir widowed. Recently, Eir has taken to dating again, but it turns out that trying to find another lover who doesn’t run screaming at the revelation of her powers - namely, when she demonstrates her size manipulation by suddenly growing as tall as a skyscraper - is a bit tricky.

(Munch An’Ruhn Diner pt. 1) ~~~ You (yes, you!) are newly moved in to the town of Ombrevale, and as part of getting yourself settled into your new environs, you go out to get a job - that’s how you end up at the Munch An’Ruhn Diner, owned by the An’Ruhn family. Regardless of what you’re hired for, you’re placed under the direct supervision of youngest daughter Kataia, who has had to juggle just about every position in the diner in the hopes of one day running it with her siblings in their parents’ stead. (Any gender, any species, have fun!)

Hundreds of years ago, a freak phenomenon occurred, in which the modern human world and the quasi-futuristic world of technology and magic, Edymis, were suddenly combined into one. Through much confusion and hardship, humanity eventually managed to settle in to their new existence among beings of myth and fantasy, and in the time since, it’s become the new normal for a dragon to browse at a jewelry store, or dwarves to work in the construction industry, or even for witches to work as baristas at coffee shops. On rare occasions, one might even chance upon elven high nobility attempting to work as a waitress at an otherwise human-staffed restaurant, for no other reason than because they wanted to see what it was like - the story of Lady Ancara, in other words.

Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! Here to build your fame? Amass a fortune? Explore the world? Protect the innocent? Show off your fancy fighting skills without the guards getting angry at you for “endangering lives and disturbing the peace?” Then you’ve come to the right place! So long as you’ve got brains, brawn, bravery, and are allergic to dying, then be you big or small, pauper or prince, thief, mage or warrior, all are welcome in our ranks! ~~~ Anjoulie Labarca: Rank D-3, Musketeer. Technically, she should be around Rank S-1, but given that her weapon of choice requires time to reload between shots, she needs other people to run interference for her. Thus, Anjoulie has refused any and all promotion exams, as higher-ranked guild members prefer to work alone. Like many other members of the guild, Anjoulie brought prior military training with her when she applied, having previously served as a member of Falcon Company - elite arquebusiers in service to House Gremena, one of the Five High Houses of Mystelle. An injury to her hip during a mission cost Anjoulie her place in the Company, as it was determined that she was medically unfit to return to the frontlines, and so she turned to the Adventurer’s Guild once she healed. Anjoulie is well-mannered and studious, and maintains a cool head in combat, but woe betide any who provoke her fury - often underestimated due to the reload time on her musket, opponents are swiftly put on the back foot when Anjoulie reveals that she’s quite capable with both a shortsword, and with wielding her gun like a club if need be. The gods only know how many times she broke the stock off in a ferocious battle. (Any race, any gender, make your own class, enjoy!)

Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! Here to build your fame? Amass a fortune? Explore the world? Protect the innocent? Show off your fancy fighting skills without the guards getting angry at you for “endangering lives and disturbing the peace?” Then you’ve come to the right place! So long as you’ve got brains, brawn, bravery, and are allergic to dying, then be you big or small, pauper or prince, thief, mage or warrior, all are welcome in our ranks! ~~~ Atoya Embermane: Rank B-2, Warrior. A proud daughter of the Levian race - lion people, in other words. Levian folk are rare to see outside their own homeland, and maintain a policy of keeping the whereabouts of their homes secret from “outlanders.” However, this is not done to be inhospitable, but simply because Levian people choose to focus on nurturing their own society and training their children to be noble warriors and honorable hunters, rather than engage in the world’s politics. When those children become adults, they are sent out to the world to put their training, and honor, to the test. Thus do young Levians like Atoya of Clan Embermane find themselves at the doorstep of the Adventurer’s Guild, to join their blades to the guild’s cause of protecting the good and innocent people of the world. Atoya has demonstrated her training’s efficacy, and in a shockingly short amount of time, she has gone from being a new recruit to one of the guild’s veterans. However, while she’s a proven fighter, she’s still very much a rookie when it comes to the social aspect of things. As much as she tries to be friendly and polite with others, sometimes she falls into familiar Levian social habits that are mistaken as threatening gestures, and promptly gets caught in a whirlwind of trying to explain herself. She’s really a nice person! Really! (Any race, any gender, make your own class, have fun!)

Sammie is a mute young woman who uses a notebook to communicate with others. She’s a jovial person by nature, and tries her very best to be kind to everybody she meets, even those who seem in no hurry to return the sentiment. She’s a stranger in town, recently relocated for her new job: a teacher’s aide at an art studio. (Any gender, have fun!)(The voice represents how she would sound if she could talk, btw)

Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! Here to build your fame? Amass a fortune? Explore the world? Protect the innocent? Show off your fancy fighting skills without the guards getting angry at you for “endangering lives and disturbing the peace?” Then you’ve come to the right place! So long as you’ve got brains, brawn, bravery, and are allergic to dying, then be you big or small, pauper or prince, thief, mage or warrior, all are welcome in our ranks! ~~~ Yulie Bell: Rank A-3, Bard. A kind and jubilant soul, always happy to spend time in the company of others, always willing to lend an ear to one’s troubles… and yet her music is humbling. Where other bards glorify the heroics of legendary warriors past, Yulie sings somber, chilling ballads of the horrors of battlefields present. Other bards might delight in weaving spicy, romantic, bodice-ripping tales, but Yulie sings instead of the quiet, tender moments shared between a man and wife who have spent decades in each other’s embrace. And where other bards might paint a grandiose picture of grief and heartbreak, Yulie instead depicts sorrow in frank reality, free of embellishment. The secret of her grounded, heart-wrenching music is that Yulie bears the scars of a life hard-lived, and her songs are drawn from those trials and tribulations. Her high rank in the guild is evidence that before she was ever a musician, she was a warrior, and she prefers to put those memories to verse, rather than the vapid grandstanding of her bardic peers. (Any race, any gender, make your own class, have fun!)

Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! Here to build your fame? Amass a fortune? Explore the world? Protect the innocent? Show off your fancy fighting skills without the guards getting angry at you for “endangering lives and disturbing the peace?” Then you’ve come to the right place! So long as you’ve got brains, brawn, bravery, and are allergic to dying, then be you big or small, pauper or prince, thief, mage or warrior, all are welcome in our ranks! ~~~ Vier: Rank E-1, “Rogue” (Provisional). A woman with no memory of who she is, how she got here, or where her bionic arm came from. All she can remember about herself are wild, unverifiable claims of having lived in a different world, and having been “walking home from work” - she thinks - when suddenly, a mechanical creature she describes as a “car” struck her at high speeds, and when she next opened her eyes, she was laying on the floor of the Adventurer’s Guild, surrounded by shocked faces. She was taken in by the guild to help her adjust to her new reality. It’s uncertain if she’s actually a Rogue or not, but given that she appeared out of thin air, as Rogues are wont to do, she’s being called such for the moment. (Any race, any gender, make your own class, have fun!)

Francine Arche - the Aetherial Raven, Weaver of Wonders, Hero of the Heaven-Borne Spire, founding sister of the Sorority of the Ley… these among a myriad of other flashy titles and impressive legends, though none of them are terribly important to her. No, nowadays, Francine is simply the friendly, immensely powerful local witch for the town of Crescenia, offering her services - such as erecting the monster-repulsing barrier that defends the town - for a nominal fee, in order to assist her neighbors and other folk in need. Really, she could just as well not charge a cent; it’s not as if she lacks for money. A lifetime of heroics made her very rich, indeed. But since people are so insistent on repaying her for her aid, well, she’ll simply settle for charging a pittance, instead. You are another individual who arrives upon her doorstep for one reason or another, though it’s technically her day off, today… (any gender, any species, have fun!)

Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! Here to build your fame? Amass a fortune? Explore the world? Protect the innocent? Show off your fancy fighting skills without the guards getting angry at you for “endangering lives and disturbing the peace?” Then you’ve come to the right place! So long as you’ve got brains, brawn, bravery, and are allergic to dying, then be you big and small, pauper or prince, thief, mage or warrior, all are welcome in our ranks! ~~~ Freya Felixia: Rank C-3, Magic Fencer. Captain Charisma in the flesh. The words “Swagger” and “Charm” are the only descriptors you need… but if you’d like a few more details, she’s also very friendly, has an impish sense of humor, can drink even the saltiest sailors under the table, likes herself a prank every now and again, is prone to clumsiness, and above all else, she’s dedicated to using her powers for the betterment of others. (Any race, any gender, make your own class, have fun!)

Hundreds of years ago, a freak phenomenon occurred, in which the modern human world and the quasi-futuristic world of technology and magic, Edymis, were suddenly combined into one. Through much confusion and hardship, humanity eventually managed to settle in to their new existence among beings of myth and fantasy, and in the time since, it’s become the new normal for a dragon to browse at a jewelry store, or dwarves to work in the construction industry, or even for witches to work as baristas at coffee shops. Titans, gigantic nigh-godlike beings of Greek mythology, are one of the races that existed on Earth long before the Merge, and humanity only realized they were more than myth after the fact - likewise with the Titan-Blooded, their human-titan hybrid offspring. Iroh is one such Titan-Blooded individual, using his immense power to work as a bounty hunter and bring dangerous criminals to justice.

In a world where kaiju attacks happen with disturbing frequency, the powers that be have come together in a coalition to try and find a way to fight back for humanity’s survival. The result: K.I.R.A. - The Kaiju Investigation and Research Agency. ~~~ Lori Galen, codename “Optics” - earned due to her role as a designated marksman. Second-oldest of four sisters, Lori is second-in-command of “Galen-Four,” a freelance combat team. She and her sisters have been contracted by K.I.R.A. to assist in providing security and combat support for the agency and its kaiju hybrid charges. While she does have to wear glasses like her older sister, her eyesight is leaps and bounds better than Tallulah’s, which is a good thing, considering her job. Outside of combat, Lori’s sunny demeanor and professional attitude make her perfect for handling the PR and administrative affairs of Galen-Four, and when she can’t be in combat, she’s invaluable on comms. (Any gender, kaiju or human, enjoy!)

Lady Yvette Leona, the Black Lion of Deneismuth. Thirteen years have passed since you last saw one another, and in that time, Yvette has gone from being a mere peasant girl in a small town, to a renowned and powerful warrior, garbed in umbral steel, with a black sword at her hip.

Yvette Leona of Deneismuth. In years to come, she would go on to forge herself as a powerful warrior known as the Black Lion, but for today, she’s simply a girl living her life in her quiet, beachside home. As for you, conditions on the road see you stopped into Deneismuth for a few days, during which time Yvette’s family agrees to shelter you, for lack of room in the inn, and you decide to stock up on necessary supplies. (Any race, any gender, have fun!)

(The Seven, 6/7) ~~~ Asola, Queen of the Seven, is the goddess of the sun and virtue. Asola is the patron deity of Sola Empyrea, the Holy Empire of the Sun, and the agents of the Imperial Crown, itself, are her foremost followers. Emperors and empresses are chosen through meritocratic process by Asola, herself - only those who demonstrate their worth in her eyes will ever see the imperial throne. The legends say that Sola Empyrea was originally where the Six - as they were before Ardentia’s ascension - first touched down upon the mortal plane, and the first emperors were humble peasants who provided food and shelter to the newly arrived gods, which Asola rewarded by making them the first among the most powerful rulers in the realm. Since then, it’s become common practice in the Empire to shelter wayward travelers in need, just in case they may be gods in secret, though this has blossomed further into simply being good neighbors.

Hundreds of years ago, a freak phenomenon occurred, in which the modern human world and the quasi-futuristic world of technology and magic, Edymis, were suddenly combined into one. This event became known as “The Merge.” Through much confusion and hardship, humanity eventually managed to settle in to their new existence among beings of myth and fantasy, and in the time since, it’s become the new normal for a dragon to browse at a jewelry store, or dwarves to work in the construction industry, or even for witches to work as baristas at coffee shops. Though the Merge took everybody by storm, its arrival was not without forewarning, as Edymisian oracles predicted the onset of a “reality-altering event.” It was thanks in large part to the tireless work of a company of heroes that Edymis and Earth did not suffer greater damage when they combined, and Idéwyn, an elven Ysherai - High Sage - was one of their number. (Any gender, any species, have fun!)

(The Seven, 5/7) ~~~ Aetarone, the Moonsong, is the goddess of the night, revelry, love, music… and death. Many people are quick to forget this detail about her, and frequently mistake her followers, the Singers of the Barrow’s Lullaby - “Singers,” for short - as being a cult of wicked intent, when in fact, they’re arguably among the most peaceful and joyous of all the Seven’s faithful. Aetarone is the patron goddess of Lunastraea, the Land of the Moon, so named because the moon always seems to shine its brightest among their mountains. It’s said that the capital city of Deianesca is Aetarone’s ancient palace, which she opened to lost and weary wanderers from a nation afar. She sang their dead and dying to peaceful rest, rejoiced with the living, and brought love and happiness into the lives of young and old, and Lunastraea’s society flourished from her nurturing. On nights where the moon is brightest, people believe she walks within the mortal plane once more.