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DTR | Satō Yen
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Satō Yen
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Age</th><th>Gender</th><th>Race</th></tr>
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25
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Female
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Human
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Appearance</th></tr><tr><td>
The rundown of your character's physical appearance, characteristics, general expression, or even their preferred type of clothing. This section can be as long or as short as you wish it to be but it is recommended that you include at least the bare minimum. The minimum being the character's hair color, eye color, skin tone, height, and weight.
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Personality</th></tr><tr><td>
-Brutal-<br>
Yen first and foremost can be described as a brutally honest individual as she does not like to beat around the bush or hold back her tongue for the sake of another's feelings; if she is thinking something she'll say it. Even if it hurts the other mentally she firmly believes that in the long run they'll be better for it as unlike others she wont lie to them. At the same time she believes in herself most of all and even if someone were to talk her down her own self belief will allow her to easily shake it off as nothing more than a pestering whisper.
<br><br>
-Rose of Thorns-<br>
While Yen has some sense of pride over her own physical appearance to herself, at least mentally, it is somewhat of a non-factor in her goals and asperations as it is nothing more than a tool to use to get what she wants. In fact she tends to look down upon others, especially other women, who put such a high pride over their physical appearances. For at the end of the day beauty will only get one so far and she would rather allow her own skills speak for themselves. She is completely unwilling to lower herself to some sort of 'cute' personality to get what she wants. Actions speak louder than words. Someone once stated that she is like a beautifiable rose, enchanting to look at but if one were to try and pluck it they would only find thorns. But that being said she is more than willing to use her Beauty to get a upper hand.
<br><br>
-Cold Hearted-<br>
The only individual of whom she ever desired the approval of was that of her stern father, and it could be said that he was the man who molded her into the woman she is today. Her father was incredibly demanding of his daughter, always setting further and further goals for her. Even when she 'met' one of his goals it was always in the form of criticism of how she could of done it better. He was a man who always pointed out her faults and failures and such a relationship effected Yen greatly. to mentally cope with this she became incredibly arrogant in her demeanor and rude in her interactions with others as she always had to see herself as better than everyone else.
<br><br>
-Perceptive-<br>
Yen has shown herself to be quite perceptive in reading both the emotions and mental state of others as in the Justice world reading such things can easily lead to gaining the upper hand when obtaining a confession out of a criminal or to make a deal. If she were in the middle of a interview, if she sees some sort of mental weakness, she will exploit it to its full extent to throw her opponent off balance.
<br><br>
-Justice-<br>
Despite her own father being a well renowned Judge and herself being a now former state Prosecutor Yen herself has little sense or even taste of Justice as to her the Law was just something else to use to get what she wanted. She always knew what rules to follow and what she could get away with both in public and private, if she could use some sort of unsavory or even illegal tactic she would use it to its fullest extent; assuming that she was sure she could get away with it.
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<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Likes</th><th>Dislikes</th></tr><tr><td><ul>
<li>Reading
<li>Winter
<li>Night Time
<li>Winning
</ul></td><td><ul>
<li>Furries
<li>Children
<li>Anime/Manga
<li>Her Father
</ul></td></tr></table><br>
<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>History</th></tr><tr><td>
Satō Yen, named for her grandmother, was born to the renowned Japanese judge Satō Kazuya and the 'lowborn' Vietnamese woman Satō Linh. Before she was born both her mother and father were in a world of happiness and love, her father having fallen in love with her mother during a trip to Vietnam and married her despite his fathers wishes. Despite this happiness all was sucked out of her father when Yen's mother died in childbirth which only caused her father became cold and detached. After which Yen grew up in a cold, regimented, and almost business like household.
<br><br>
As a young girl her father beat into her the customs and mannerisms expected of her as the daughter of a Judge in the Japanese Justice system. He planned out nearly her entire life and set her countless goals that she had to meet and when she failed to meet them... she was shown only his ire and belt. Despite this in her early childhood, as her father, she desired nothing more than to please and meet his expectations until the point even when she was at the end of his belt she saw it as her failure.
<br><br>
Even as a child, her Father, would make her sit quietly in the back of the courtroom as to watch the proceedings and most of all to show her how it was done. Some of her earliest memories were in her fathers courtroom watching her father preside over the cases of rapists, murders, angry couples seeking divorces, and countless others. After each day her father would quiz and question her on what she had seen and thought and when she would forget or miss something he would have her watch the case's recordings until she discovered it. Sometimes what she had missed was nothing more than a single micro expression on the defendants face.
<br><br>
In school Yen was nothing more than a straight A student, acing nearly every test and class that she was apart of. Due to both her own mental skill and her father's influence she was steered towards becoming both her school's student President and more importantly head of the student Disciplinary committee, the student body who would preside and judge other students for their wrongdoings until the point where even the teachers and Principle saw her word as Law. Over time she found ways to use this to her advantage as when other promising student was close to removing her from her place at the top of the school's grades that individual would be met with... unfortunate accidents that would cause them to fall back down to the bottom. If her father ever found out about these tactics he would scold and berate her not for the act itself but rather on how she could of done it better or covered her tracks more thoroughly.
<br><br>
After she obtained her degree in Law from college she was immediately 'offered' a job as a prosecutor for the state and while many harbored ill will towards her, believing that she was being gifted it, none would ever voice it out of fear of retribution from her father. As a prosecutor she became well known for her spotless record as every case that she was in was met with with either a conviction or a heavily favored deal towards the state. Though her father was not allowed to preside over how cases, due to a potential conflict of interest, he knew the other Judges well and instructed them to not go easy on his daughter. Over time she learned more and more tactics in order to keep her perfect record, many of which were legally suspect, of which she used against countless criminals. Many of which became quite vengeful.
<br><br>
Takuo Shibuimaru, a criminal convicted of armed robbery and aggravated assault 3 years prior, was one such of these individuals. Having just been released from prison he had just returned form meeting his new parole officer. He had not believed that he had deserved his sentence as he had been going though rather hard times before his alleged crime. As he was waiting at the Metro for his train to arrive someone passed by that he had never thought he would see again; Satō Yen. After having spent nearly 3 years in prison a countless number of pent of feelings of anger rushed over him and without thinking he called out her name in public. Having heard her name Yen turned around and looked at the man who had named her. Having caught her attention he asked her "Do you remember me?" at the question Yen merely glanced over the man, responded with no, and went on her way towards the tracks. At this response Takuo was... stunned as he realized that the woman who had so aggressively and mercilessly put him away, the woman who had caused him so much strife and pain didn't even recognize him! Takuo stared at Yen, who was not standing by the train tracks, and from the corner of his eyes saw a train emerging and without even thinking his anger took over and he rushed at Yen and just before the train passed... he pushed her into the tracks killing her instantly.
<br><br>
As she was waiting for the train to Yen it was like any other day. In her hands she was reading over her notes of the case she was supposed to be taking part in that day and to her it was just another lowlife to be put away having not even really noticed or cared for the weird man from earlier. Before she knew it, without knowing why, she felt her body moving forward falling into the train tracks. Adrenaline kicked as her body tumbled and before her body landed upon the tracks she saw the face of the man who had pushed her. At first she didn't even know who he was or why he had pushed her, it was then that she came under the realization that it was the same strange man who had called her out earlier. It was only then that she realized that the man was in fact Takuo Shibuimaru a criminal she had put away over 3 years prior. In an instant the man's entire case and story flashed before her eyes, remembering him pleading for mercy in the interrogation room, recalling him asking for the sake of his daughter to let him off easy that he was just on hard times... and recalling her getting him the maximum sentence she could do under the law. As she recalled this, still falling onto the tracks, her head turned towards the oncoming train. Instead of pain and emptiness that she had expected to feel once the train had hit her instead she felt... nothing. Instead all she heard was a angelic voice echo though her mind a single time... a voice that asked her a simple question... <b>"Do you want me to save you?"</b> and without even thinking or hesitation she responded.<b>"....YES!!!!"</b>
<br><br>
When she next opened her eyes she was met not with fire and brimstone or angelic clouds but rather a hard stone floor and torch light. Looking around her she found herself in some sort of old cave and at first she believed herself to be dreaming but after several minutes of this she quickly realized that she had in fact died... or did she as all she remembered was the sight of the train about to end her existence and... THE VOICE! With this realization she left the cave and was met with the sight of a strange new world. A world she would later find out was called Vestana.
<br><br>
Since she had awoken from the cave Yen had estimated that it had been around 1 month, in that time she had spent the majority of it learning of the new world through the town's meager excuse for a library specifically its history and magical lore. At one point she had attempted to join a group of native mercenaries on a simple mission, as a bag carrier, but all it resulted in was her arm being injured severely by a goblin and the mercenaries skimping on her payment after using her as bait. After she returned to the town she spent what money she could on a healing her arm and became somewhat weary of joining up with other groups. At some point Yen came across the corpse of a dead Native, having little to herself, and pilfered it for own gain one item of note was a blood soaked Grimoire of Voodoo spells. Having no magic herself to speak of she decided to teach it to herself.
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Brawn</th><th>Finesse</th><th>Vitality</th><th>Intellect</th><th>Will</th></tr>
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0
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5
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5
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20
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0
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Archetypes</th></tr><tr><td>
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Caster/Support
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<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Spells/Abilities</th></tr><tr><td>
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Almanac (Human Racial)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Verbal(Ability Name) & Target(Spell)
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<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> Instent
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Line of Sight
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> Scene
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> Some humans, with not much going for them, have been gifted the Almanac. Shortly after they witness a spell/ability being used (within 2 posts) they may inquire about it and be given a mental description of the spells/abilities effects but not its other details.
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Lesser Undead (INT)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Vocalization, Target
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<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> 1 Post
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<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Touch
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<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> 1 Post
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<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> A standard spell utilized by the practitioners of Voodoo that can be used to raise a corpse as a Undead to fight and do the bidding of the caster until destroyed. By smearing a small portion of their own blood upon a corpse, moments later, their blood will draw in a wandering soul into the corpse and allow it to possess it. The blood will also act as a command seal of sorts allowing the user to completely mentally control the actions of the new Undead. Maximum number of Undead is based upon users INT stat. The user can also smear their blood on an already pre-existing undead to take control of it. Once the user reaches the maximum number of bound undead, if attempted to bind a new one, the spell will fail and the targeted corpse will disintegrate. Once bound the undead's sensory data is constantly transmitted to the caster via a mental link. Corpses stop decaying while under the spell.
- User can control up to (INT/10) Undead
- Strength of Undead is based upon uses (INT) Stat
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Voodoo Doll (Transfer) (INT)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Reaction
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> Instant
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Touch
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> 3 Posts
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<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> A standard defensive spell utilized by the practitioners of Voodoo that can be used to negate the effects of a single spell/ability/damage cast upon the user. By creating a straw doll the user can smear either their own blood, or that of another individual, upon it creating a magical tether between the two and upon the moment of them taking damage or succumb to the effects of a spell/ability the damage/effects will instead transfer to the doll. Each doll can only be used 1 time. Although not specified the user can use other living individuals or even their own Undead as a substitute for a doll.
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Satō Yen
</h1></u></head>
<body>
<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Age</th><th>Gender</th><th>Race</th></tr>
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25
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<td><center>
Female
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<td><center>
Human
</center></td></tr></table><br>
<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Appearance</th></tr><tr><td>
The rundown of your character's physical appearance, characteristics, general expression, or even their preferred type of clothing. This section can be as long or as short as you wish it to be but it is recommended that you include at least the bare minimum. The minimum being the character's hair color, eye color, skin tone, height, and weight.
</td></tr></table><br>
<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Personality</th></tr><tr><td>
-Brutal-<br>
Yen first and foremost can be described as a brutally honest individual as she does not like to beat around the bush or hold back her tongue for the sake of another's feelings; if she is thinking something she'll say it. Even if it hurts the other mentally she firmly believes that in the long run they'll be better for it as unlike others she wont lie to them. At the same time she believes in herself most of all and even if someone were to talk her down her own self belief will allow her to easily shake it off as nothing more than a pestering whisper.
<br><br>
-Rose of Thorns-<br>
While Yen has some sense of pride over her own physical appearance to herself, at least mentally, it is somewhat of a non-factor in her goals and asperations as it is nothing more than a tool to use to get what she wants. In fact she tends to look down upon others, especially other women, who put such a high pride over their physical appearances. For at the end of the day beauty will only get one so far and she would rather allow her own skills speak for themselves. She is completely unwilling to lower herself to some sort of 'cute' personality to get what she wants. Actions speak louder than words. Someone once stated that she is like a beautifiable rose, enchanting to look at but if one were to try and pluck it they would only find thorns. But that being said she is more than willing to use her Beauty to get a upper hand.
<br><br>
-Cold Hearted-<br>
The only individual of whom she ever desired the approval of was that of her stern father, and it could be said that he was the man who molded her into the woman she is today. Her father was incredibly demanding of his daughter, always setting further and further goals for her. Even when she 'met' one of his goals it was always in the form of criticism of how she could of done it better. He was a man who always pointed out her faults and failures and such a relationship effected Yen greatly. to mentally cope with this she became incredibly arrogant in her demeanor and rude in her interactions with others as she always had to see herself as better than everyone else.
<br><br>
-Perceptive-<br>
Yen has shown herself to be quite perceptive in reading both the emotions and mental state of others as in the Justice world reading such things can easily lead to gaining the upper hand when obtaining a confession out of a criminal or to make a deal. If she were in the middle of a interview, if she sees some sort of mental weakness, she will exploit it to its full extent to throw her opponent off balance.
<br><br>
-Justice-<br>
Despite her own father being a well renowned Judge and herself being a now former state Prosecutor Yen herself has little sense or even taste of Justice as to her the Law was just something else to use to get what she wanted. She always knew what rules to follow and what she could get away with both in public and private, if she could use some sort of unsavory or even illegal tactic she would use it to its fullest extent; assuming that she was sure she could get away with it.
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<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Likes</th><th>Dislikes</th></tr><tr><td><ul>
<li>Reading
<li>Winter
<li>Night Time
<li>Winning
</ul></td><td><ul>
<li>Furries
<li>Children
<li>Anime/Manga
<li>Her Father
</ul></td></tr></table><br>
<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>History</th></tr><tr><td>
Satō Yen, named for her grandmother, was born to the renowned Japanese judge Satō Kazuya and the 'lowborn' Vietnamese woman Satō Linh. Before she was born both her mother and father were in a world of happiness and love, her father having fallen in love with her mother during a trip to Vietnam and married her despite his fathers wishes. Despite this happiness all was sucked out of her father when Yen's mother died in childbirth which only caused her father became cold and detached. After which Yen grew up in a cold, regimented, and almost business like household.
<br><br>
As a young girl her father beat into her the customs and mannerisms expected of her as the daughter of a Judge in the Japanese Justice system. He planned out nearly her entire life and set her countless goals that she had to meet and when she failed to meet them... she was shown only his ire and belt. Despite this in her early childhood, as her father, she desired nothing more than to please and meet his expectations until the point even when she was at the end of his belt she saw it as her failure.
<br><br>
Even as a child, her Father, would make her sit quietly in the back of the courtroom as to watch the proceedings and most of all to show her how it was done. Some of her earliest memories were in her fathers courtroom watching her father preside over the cases of rapists, murders, angry couples seeking divorces, and countless others. After each day her father would quiz and question her on what she had seen and thought and when she would forget or miss something he would have her watch the case's recordings until she discovered it. Sometimes what she had missed was nothing more than a single micro expression on the defendants face.
<br><br>
In school Yen was nothing more than a straight A student, acing nearly every test and class that she was apart of. Due to both her own mental skill and her father's influence she was steered towards becoming both her school's student President and more importantly head of the student Disciplinary committee, the student body who would preside and judge other students for their wrongdoings until the point where even the teachers and Principle saw her word as Law. Over time she found ways to use this to her advantage as when other promising student was close to removing her from her place at the top of the school's grades that individual would be met with... unfortunate accidents that would cause them to fall back down to the bottom. If her father ever found out about these tactics he would scold and berate her not for the act itself but rather on how she could of done it better or covered her tracks more thoroughly.
<br><br>
After she obtained her degree in Law from college she was immediately 'offered' a job as a prosecutor for the state and while many harbored ill will towards her, believing that she was being gifted it, none would ever voice it out of fear of retribution from her father. As a prosecutor she became well known for her spotless record as every case that she was in was met with with either a conviction or a heavily favored deal towards the state. Though her father was not allowed to preside over how cases, due to a potential conflict of interest, he knew the other Judges well and instructed them to not go easy on his daughter. Over time she learned more and more tactics in order to keep her perfect record, many of which were legally suspect, of which she used against countless criminals. Many of which became quite vengeful.
<br><br>
Takuo Shibuimaru, a criminal convicted of armed robbery and aggravated assault 3 years prior, was one such of these individuals. Having just been released from prison he had just returned form meeting his new parole officer. He had not believed that he had deserved his sentence as he had been going though rather hard times before his alleged crime. As he was waiting at the Metro for his train to arrive someone passed by that he had never thought he would see again; Satō Yen. After having spent nearly 3 years in prison a countless number of pent of feelings of anger rushed over him and without thinking he called out her name in public. Having heard her name Yen turned around and looked at the man who had named her. Having caught her attention he asked her "Do you remember me?" at the question Yen merely glanced over the man, responded with no, and went on her way towards the tracks. At this response Takuo was... stunned as he realized that the woman who had so aggressively and mercilessly put him away, the woman who had caused him so much strife and pain didn't even recognize him! Takuo stared at Yen, who was not standing by the train tracks, and from the corner of his eyes saw a train emerging and without even thinking his anger took over and he rushed at Yen and just before the train passed... he pushed her into the tracks killing her instantly.
<br><br>
As she was waiting for the train to Yen it was like any other day. In her hands she was reading over her notes of the case she was supposed to be taking part in that day and to her it was just another lowlife to be put away having not even really noticed or cared for the weird man from earlier. Before she knew it, without knowing why, she felt her body moving forward falling into the train tracks. Adrenaline kicked as her body tumbled and before her body landed upon the tracks she saw the face of the man who had pushed her. At first she didn't even know who he was or why he had pushed her, it was then that she came under the realization that it was the same strange man who had called her out earlier. It was only then that she realized that the man was in fact Takuo Shibuimaru a criminal she had put away over 3 years prior. In an instant the man's entire case and story flashed before her eyes, remembering him pleading for mercy in the interrogation room, recalling him asking for the sake of his daughter to let him off easy that he was just on hard times... and recalling her getting him the maximum sentence she could do under the law. As she recalled this, still falling onto the tracks, her head turned towards the oncoming train. Instead of pain and emptiness that she had expected to feel once the train had hit her instead she felt... nothing. Instead all she heard was a angelic voice echo though her mind a single time... a voice that asked her a simple question... <b>"Do you want me to save you?"</b> and without even thinking or hesitation she responded.<b>"....YES!!!!"</b>
<br><br>
When she next opened her eyes she was met not with fire and brimstone or angelic clouds but rather a hard stone floor and torch light. Looking around her she found herself in some sort of old cave and at first she believed herself to be dreaming but after several minutes of this she quickly realized that she had in fact died... or did she as all she remembered was the sight of the train about to end her existence and... THE VOICE! With this realization she left the cave and was met with the sight of a strange new world. A world she would later find out was called Vestana.
<br><br>
Since she had awoken from the cave Yen had estimated that it had been around 1 month, in that time she had spent the majority of it learning of the new world through the town's meager excuse for a library specifically its history and magical lore. At one point she had attempted to join a group of native mercenaries on a simple mission, as a bag carrier, but all it resulted in was her arm being injured severely by a goblin and the mercenaries skimping on her payment after using her as bait. After she returned to the town she spent what money she could on a healing her arm and became somewhat weary of joining up with other groups. At some point Yen came across the corpse of a dead Native, having little to herself, and pilfered it for own gain one item of note was a blood soaked Grimoire of Voodoo spells. Having no magic herself to speak of she decided to teach it to herself.
</td></tr></table><br><table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Brawn</th><th>Finesse</th><th>Vitality</th><th>Intellect</th><th>Will</th></tr>
<tr><td><center>
0
</center></td>
<td><center>
5
</center></td>
<td><center>
5
</center></td>
<td><center>
20
</center></td>
<td><center>
0
</center></td>
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<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Archetypes</th></tr><tr><td>
<center>
Caster/Support
</center>
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<table width="500px" cellspacing="0px">
<tr bgcolor="#E2C335"><th>Spells/Abilities</th></tr><tr><td>
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<br>
<table border="4" cellspacing="2" bordercolor="#E2C335">
<tr><font><th><font size="5"><u>
Almanac (Human Racial)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Verbal(Ability Name) & Target(Spell)
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> Instent
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Line of Sight
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> Scene
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> Some humans, with not much going for them, have been gifted the Almanac. Shortly after they witness a spell/ability being used (within 2 posts) they may inquire about it and be given a mental description of the spells/abilities effects but not its other details.
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Lesser Undead (INT)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Vocalization, Target
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> 1 Post
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Touch
</td></tr>
<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> 1 Post
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<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> A standard spell utilized by the practitioners of Voodoo that can be used to raise a corpse as a Undead to fight and do the bidding of the caster until destroyed. By smearing a small portion of their own blood upon a corpse, moments later, their blood will draw in a wandering soul into the corpse and allow it to possess it. The blood will also act as a command seal of sorts allowing the user to completely mentally control the actions of the new Undead. Maximum number of Undead is based upon users INT stat. The user can also smear their blood on an already pre-existing undead to take control of it. Once the user reaches the maximum number of bound undead, if attempted to bind a new one, the spell will fail and the targeted corpse will disintegrate. Once bound the undead's sensory data is constantly transmitted to the caster via a mental link. Corpses stop decaying while under the spell.
- User can control up to (INT/10) Undead
- Strength of Undead is based upon uses (INT) Stat
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Voodoo Doll (Transfer) (INT)</u></font></th></tr>
<tr><td><b>Activation:</b> Reaction
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<tr><td><b>Cast Time:</b> Instant
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<tr><td><b>Range:</b> Touch
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<tr><td><b>Cooldown:</b> 3 Posts
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<tr><td><b>Effects:</b> A standard defensive spell utilized by the practitioners of Voodoo that can be used to negate the effects of a single spell/ability/damage cast upon the user. By creating a straw doll the user can smear either their own blood, or that of another individual, upon it creating a magical tether between the two and upon the moment of them taking damage or succumb to the effects of a spell/ability the damage/effects will instead transfer to the doll. Each doll can only be used 1 time. Although not specified the user can use other living individuals or even their own Undead as a substitute for a doll.
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