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Lena walks into the inn muttering to herself holding her rifle spear on her shoulder

dont see much on here honestly. you need at least gender sexuality, appearance, and background

neat

Chosen are humans chosen to become great ones by the old ones. with this their sanity is generally lowered but some can retain a part of their sanity with this they have odd effects on others if they know their true purpose or on others depending on the choice of the chosen. with this they are immortal with the exception of violence and gain a small part of the elder god's power

or use a picture doesnt matter to me

Klara cracks open the door a bit and stares at him. ((Nope that's usually how long my responses are)) "what do you want" her voice soft

You can only lift certain materials of a certain size Super hearing

klara hums as she sits i nher red chair in her ramshackle home

lena looks at her as she sweeps softly chanting under her breath

klara walks past lena and sdisappears into her room

Klara:"n-n-nothing" her voice very soft

Klara walks into the inn

lenja carves into the table

lena hums to herself as she watches the old hunter walk by mad jacob: beware the singing me thinks its cursed don't look, dont look HAHAHA" he mutters as he trudges his way to the firehouse

the mad ravings of mad jacob are heard as she wanders about the town in a fit

lena rasies an eyebrow as she leans back songs are heard from abandoned houses nearby

lena sits down at a table

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Ello

the chalice dungeons are ancient built as tombs for supposed great ones. the church sends expeditions to find more sources of the old blood and relics of the once great civilations who built them for eons the alder chalice dungeon has remained hidden only old folk tales speak of it many have searched all have either gone mad or were never heard from again some say the dungeon is cursed claiming all who sought it others say its a myth and those who searched simply died or ran away all thats for certain the dungeons are perilous hiding many ancient dangers

the streets of the town are silent ever so often a beast scurries as a hunter stalks her way back to the inn her prize in her hands it is her turn to find what she is after the forbidden truth deep below the town Lena look around antsy not keen on losing her findings she has lived to serve the nightmare and will always obey

The first round I ever used any of my ocs was on a tf2 forum on steam which devolved to just whatever the hell we could think of

the distinct sound of digging is heard upon the outskirts of the town amongst the dead farm land a goal she is searching her clothing stained by dirt her rifle spear resting against a ruined wall the chalice she is searching for as she chants her song "Maledictus donum libas Incifimur Maledictus Bestia" she slowly sings the words beckoning the ears of great ones crickets chirp as small scuffles are made the towns peculiar residents even peculiar to her watch her from the shadows but they dare not interrupt her as per their savior's orders she pays them no mind only her goal "Maledictus Pater Do si donas Incifimur Argentum aquae in tenebris" she continues her hallowing chant the touch of metal pauses her song she digs through the muck excitingly she has found her goal as she pulls the chalice out of the muck now all she needs is the right ingredients and the forbidden knowledge of the dungeon is hers

Name:Lena Occupation:Hunter Species:hunter Sanity:moderate sexuality: bisexual kinks:unknown turn offs(if any): unknown weapons(if any):rifle spear appearance: (if hunter)Hunter's tools/artifacts: hunter's bone Backstory:hailing from the hidden village she was raised to serve the nightmare, when the church asked for prospectors to go into the chalice dungeons the school of mensis sent her as a spy and to gather any relics to bring back. Over time the beast plague occured and she was forced to take up arms for the church all the while serving her village eventually being sent to the town of alder as rumours of a chalice along with its dungeon is heard from unknown sources. unbeknownst to her are the deep ones lurking withing the sea close to Alder whose secrets beckon her so sweetly theme:

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