Theos Vault

Trait Name: Exceptional Speed
Trait Tier: A
Trait Requirement: Must be Human or a Magician with a secondary combat class.  
Trait Description: Through excessive training, the character has reached a level of speed that exceeds the average human.
Trait Effect:The character can now move like a blur across short distances and move fast enough to run along walls. They can maintain this speed for hours. At this level they are equal to a B-tier fanalis in speed.

Trait Name: Exceptional Speed
Trait Tier: A
Trait Requirement: Must be Human or a Magician with a secondary combat class.  
Trait Description: Through excessive training, the character has reached a level of speed that exceeds the average human.
Trait Effect:The character can now move like a blur across short distances and move fast enough to run along walls. They can maintain this speed for hours. At this level they are equal to a B-tier fanalis in speed.

Trait Name: The Rage of Kokkinomati
Trait Tier: A-tier
Trait Requirement: Plot Trait
Trait Description: Born from the rage and shame to protect others Red has a magical form when those he loves are in danger. Through the power of Vine's magic long ago he grows into his true power.
Trait Effect: When the player partner of Red takes near-fatal damage (B-tier damage or A-tier damage that doesn't kill) Red's blood rage activates causing him to grow 50m in size dealing A-tier damage to anything caught within his growth. Once triggered this effect lasts for four posts. This trait will upgrade to Omega once the user has acquired a Metal Vessel or Household that has been trained to its second stage.

Trait Name: Pack Mule
Trait Tier: C-tier
Trait Requirement: NPC
Trait Description: This NPC carries things for their partner in order to lessen their load.
Trait Effect: This Npc can hold 1 weapon and 1 tool for its player taking it away from their item and weapon count, must be swapped out.

Bi Xi Long was born to a family of plainsfolk who were forced to flee their homeland when the Kou empire first began to expand its borders. The couple brought their newborn son to Balbadd where they hoped to find a better life. The couple struggled at first, their nomadic way of life and the skills suited for it being at odds with the ways of the city. But in time they managed to establish themselves as a reliable sailor in Bi's father and a skilled seamstress in his mother. As the young Bi grew, it became clear that he was an energetic and curious child. He was always running into the slums and stirring up trouble with the local orphans and poking around the marketplace annoying the stall owners with all sorts of questions about the exotic goods they had for sale.

Bi's parents were at a loss for what to do until one day his father brought home a thick book. It was an expensive thing for a mere sailor, an encyclopedia of various plants and animals from around the world. But when he brought it home for Bi the child became glued to it as if he'd just found a long lost bosom buddy. Bi read the book inside out and ten times over with great interest. Seeing that the rambunctious boy finally calmed down, his parents begin bringing Bi more books and soon his life was immersed in texts.

At age 10 he was sent to apprentice with a merchant known for having an extensive library and spent seven years spending half the year abroad on trade expeditions helping out around a ship and the other half back in balbadd where he spent his days learning about managing business and stealing time for himself in the library indulging his love of books. The apprenticeship came to an end however and with some help from the merchant, Bi got his own ship and set out to lead his own trade expedition. He led an exciting life making risky voyages and fighting off pirates. Once a year he would return home and regale his parents with eager retellings of his adventures. It was a good time for him but nothing can last forever.

When Bi returned home one year he found that his familiar home had been taken by unfamiliar people. His dear parents were no where to be found. He used his old friendships from the slums to get some information and found out that life his parent's had built for him was built on debts and promises that couldn't be kept. Bi's parents were captured and taken as slaves in the middle of the night by unsavory people a few months ago. Bi was already too late, but he still gave chance anyways.

Out of a deep sense of duty to his parents, Bi liquidated all of his wealth and set out to find his parents. His travels took him all across the world chasing down the trail of the slavers. Bi fought against many evil men and saved many innocents but the location of his parent's always seemed to elude him. As the years went on he became impatient and agitated. He stopped being careful and started to just kill his way into the slaver dens, high on the adrenaline and confidence of a young man in the prime of his youth. If only he had been more careful that night. If only he noticed that he had gone too far with his slaughter. If only he realized that the room full of dead slaves he'd stumbled across at the last den wasn't just some weird act of brutality by the slavers.

Another night, another den of scum. Bi charged in alerting the slavers of his presence with an vengeful howl. He killed his way in through a flurry of flesh and bone. It was all a blind blur of movement and mass. Before he knew it, the last slaver was dead under his sword. Bi then swept the rooms as he always had. Another room full of dead slaves. Were were the live ones? He didn't think to ask. He was only looking for his parents. That's when he saw her. There among the bodies. He hadn't recognized her with her throat split open. His mother.

Bi cried that night for the first time in many years. He blamed himself, of course. Got lost in drinking, squandered his wealth, and threw everything away hoping that at the bottom of each bottle he'd find a forgetfulness which could wash away what had happened. All he ever found there was a numbness that was good enough until he was sober. Bi became a wandering drunkard unsure of where he was going or why. Bi lost sight of himself and became a cruel hired arm, bruising up people who couldn't pay their debts or in some cases dragging them off to pay with their bodies. Some part of him knew that he was doing the same thing some bastard probably did to his parents. But Bi didn't let himself think about it, retreating to the wine whenever possible.

One day Bi was invited to one of his employer's estates. A Reiman Nobleman that managed illicit gambling as well as a thriving slave business as it was still many years before Reim's reforms. Bi accepted only to maintain his business relationship and because there would be free drinks. He sat off to the side by himself looking as approachable as a porcupine. An elderly slave walked up to pour him his cup of wine and froze. Bi got impatient and tapped the table. The slave was still standing there, now shivering. Bi got angry. He raised a foot and kicked the old man down causing the pitcher of wine to spill all over him.

Bi stood up and was about to go complain about the service when he heard a voice. It was raspy and worn by time, but it was familiar. "L-Little Bi? Is it really you?" His father asked weakly from the floor. Bi was stunned. He looked down at the white haired bearded man and in each passing moment found more and more of his father there in that aged face. Bi had hardly realized his own age, let alone that so many years had swept by. The two men embraced and shed tears causing a scene. Bi bought his father from the Reiman noble and left.

As the two men told each other about what they'd been through Bi felt a rising guilt. He put off telling his father about his mother for as long as he could. But eventually he could no longer hide it. His father deflated, the lingering hope that his wife was still out there snuffed out. But there was no blame in his eyes when he looked at Bi. This was not salvation, but it was the beginning of Bi starting to fogive himself. After a night of drinks with his father, he swore off alcohol and set out on a journey back to where it all began. Back to the land where he was born. Though Kou now claimed sovereignty there, his father's memories still reigned supreme across the plains. Bi accompanied his father there to live out his final years.

Alas, those final years were not peaceful. His father developed an new illness. They called it Firelung because it made its victims feel like they were breathing flames. Bi was heart enough to survive the sickness but his father was not. Once Bi's father passed on it was time for Bi to move on as well. He honored his ancestors one last time before leaving for the Kou capitol where he established a new reputation as a worldly scholar. Bi returned to his love of books and expanded his knowledge. but this time it was with a purpose. He focused his research on herbs and medicines, hoping to find a cure for Firelung.

He spent two years studying the limits of Kou medicine before moving on to Heliohapt, and then to Reim, and even Imuchakk. Each time he arrived he would repeat the process of perusing their records and learning their myths, his eyes ever searching for new leads on a cure. In time, Bi became world renowned as a doctor of great healing prowess. Some even claimed he performed miracles or knew magic, but Bi would always insist that it was simply herbs and oils, nothing special. Decades passed and Bi found his life nearing its natural end. As an old man he tired greatly of conflict and war having seen it play out over an over all across the globe. No matter how many he could heal with his medicine, a single politician or lord with ambitions could set into motion events that claimed countless more.

Since he was soon to die anyways, Bi meandered into a dungeon out of curiosity, fully expecting to die. But instead he was fortunate enough to be offered a dungeon beast transformation that could greatly extend his lifespan. Bi was hesitant to accept. He had been everywhere and read from the worlds greatest libraries. There seemed to be little left to life for. Bi thought back on his life at that moment and in the end he gave out a bit sigh. Such a waste his youth had been. All fire and rush. No good sense at all. If only he had someone there to guide him all those years ago.

It was in that moment Bi realized his new purpose. He accepted the djinn's offer and became a Deepscale Tortoise in order to extend his lifespan and left the dungeon in high spirits. Now, at age 96, he travels the world in search of promising young saplings to mentor, his heart set on peace and living a carefree existence.

Name: Oldwood Club
Tier: A
Type: Club
Appearance: A 2m long club fashioned out of an old piece of felled lumber. The club is 40cm in diameter at its thickest and tapers down to a smaller diameter shaft to be gripped. The club deals A-tier damage.

Trait Name: Deepscale Tortoise Physiology
Trait Tier: A
Trait Requirement: Deepscale Tortoise Racial
Trait Description: A creature known to live off the coasts of volcanic islands with deep surrounding waters. Despite being a tortoise, it is semi-aquatic and spends almost two thirds of its life underwater. Thanks to water magic it is able to move around swiftly underwater but on land it is a slow creature. Thus the Deepscale Tortoise has adapted to store water in its belly while on land and then convert it into mist when exhaling thanks to several pressure controlling valves in its throat. This produces a thick mist that can help hide the Deepscale Tortoise from predators. They also have a special diet that is heavy in minerals, obsidian being a favorite of the species.
Trait Effect:
-D-tier speed on land, A-tier speed underwater through water magic.
-Natural shell protecting the torso provides A-tier armor. Every limb can retract into the shell to hide, but only three limbs at once.
-Darker scales covering the top of the head, outer half of the arms, front half of the legs, and the entirety of the tail are hardened. These darker scales provide an additional B-tier armor against physical damage. However, the lighter scales are especially soft and fragile taking double damage from physical damage. The scales provide no benefit against heat, cold, or other non physical means of damage.
-While on land a passive cloud of mist 10m in diameter will surround the Deepscale Tortoise for up to 4 posts. Drinking fluids will add one post to the duration of the mist for every D-tier serving ingested.
-Able to register 3 Water Magic abilities.