You are the '''KNIGHT-ERRANT!''' You wander the land, FIRST and FOREMOST, to hunt. And not just any prey.
You are a HUNTER OF DEMONS, and hunting's what you'll do, here, in the LAND OF THE CONQUERED SKY.
An short-tempered former knight who will do whatever it takes to find the ULTIMATE WEAPON and destroy all of the demons. To this end, he has somehow acquired the ability to use Banishing spells, which are theoretically impossible for non-Exorcists.
Absurdly Sharp Blade: Shortly after he’s introduced, Seb fells a decent-sized tree with a single sword slash to vent his frustration.
Bag of Sharing: His LEVIATHAN'S LOGISTICS skill allows him to transfer a single item into an ally's (or enemy's) inventory during a battle, without taking up his turn. It can only be used once per encounter.
He Who Fights Monsters: He's still in the early stages of this, but he has often prioritized killing demons over other people's well-being, and he's pursuing a dangerous Artifact of Doom.
I Can Rule Alone: His (implied) response to The Demon's offer to teach him how to use the ULTIMATE WEAPON.
Min-Maxing: Sebastian is a SMUGLY VIRTUOSO swordsman with an IMPERVIOUS hairstyle, and low-level BANISHING skills to boot. This comes at the expense of his DEBATERY, CONCEALMENT OF ANGER, and SOCIETY ADEQUACY skills.
Moral Myopia: Obsessed with his plan to kill ALL THE DEMONS.
Spanner in the Works: Seb manages to be at the center of everyone's plans due to his inexplicable Banishing powers. He is blissfully unaware of this fact.
Subverted in that Sebastian is able purposely invoke a Critical Failure when he uses this skill, which causes his enemies to be stabbed instead.
What Could Possibly Go Wrong?: Sebastian spent most of Chapter 2 being blissfully ignorant of the impending disaster, and Chapter 3 being naively optimistic about the prospects of making it to Arael without incident.
It's kinda becoming a recurrent theme that Sebastian UNDERESTIMATES THE SITUATION.
What the Hell, Hero?: Both Gwydian and Father Lamard call him out for luring a demon into the middle of town.
Character Development: When Gwydian successfully resists the temptation to leave his post (despite a constant parade of women, booze and candy in front of him):
...the sheer intensity of PROMISE KEEPING at display sunders the very core of the experience point awarding mechanic. Thus, Gwydian fulfilled his very own quest hook: TO STOP BEING A USELESS FUCK.
Dark and Troubled Past: Alluded to. He doesn't let it affect him too much, unlike Sebastian.
Gwydian is a liability to the search for the ULTIMATE WEAPON on purpose, because he wants to keep his unstable brother away from the obviously dangerous artifact.
Improbable Weapon User: Gwydian is always, always on the lookout for exciting new things to hit people with. And he carries a list of random things he'd like to wield.[8]
Minor Injury Overreaction: Gwydian is not accustomed to taking damage, and he freaks out a little bit when the Bartender's HOARZES actually hurt.
My Significance Sense Is Tingling: Gwydian senses Aaron approaching. He describes the feeling as "sobering," which, for Gwydian, is probably scary as hell.
He's like a small child, sometimes. A small child capable of acting out EVERY VIOLENT IMPULSE IT CAN IMAGINE.
Red Oni, Blue Oni: With his brother. He plays the Red Oni when it comes to picking fights and getting into trouble (complete with fire-based powers), but he’s the Blue Oni when he’s trying to dissuade Seb from his dangerous and self-destructive schemes.
There's no need to hold back. It takes quite a lot to kill this bastard. This has been tested.
Sweet Tooth: When a sky train accidentally dumps its candy cargo into the streets, Gwydian is absolutely transfixed, and proceeds to stuff his inventory with confections.
ESMERALDA. And WINDSWEPT. Also, you're a HORIZON WALKER! Hell yeah.
You KNEW there was a name somewhere! Names are always the trickiest part. With that, you basically got the key to your entire memory!
And here you were worried you'd awkwardly bemoan your missing memories for-freakin-ever.
An eccentric Horizon Walker who has a tendency to craft whatever she can find into DANGEROUSLY VOUGISH outfits. She was possessed by The Demon until the brothers helped her turn the tables, trapping it inside her mind. Sebastian continues to help her suppress The Demon in the hopes that she'll tell him what she knows about the ULTIMATE WEAPON.
Angst? What Angst?: Esme simply ignores unpleasant Memory bubbles, partly because there's no use dwelling on them and partly because it pisses the Demon off.
Awesomeness by Analysis: As a Horizon Walker, Esme has the ability to analyze her opponents by SQUINTING IN A FUNNY WAY.
Cloudcuckoolander: Esme's eccentricity is usually the subtle, high-functioning kind. But her thought process behind stabbing Sebastian certainly pushes the boundaries of rationality:
You're sure he won't carry any grudge from all the pain caused. After all, YOU WOULDN'T."
With Catlike Tread: Esme's attempts at stealth are hilariously transparent. Fortunately for her, Gwydian is pretty gullible...
Mr. Twiddlefeet
Mr. Twiddlefeet
You are MR. TWIDDLEFEET, a necromantic abomination filled with an ever-burning hate for all that lives, the sickening fires of impurity and an UNCONDITIONAL LOVE FOR YOUR OWNER.
A lich alchemized from a mummified cat and some magic dust. It seems to have become attached to Gwydian, who gave it it's name.
Cephalothorax: After absorbing the Lich's Libation.
Energy Absorption: Transforms into a floating ribcage-looking thing after eating Beowuulf’s WARPSPELL, and grows arms after absorbs the energy of the Lich's Libation off of Gwydian.
"It's not your right to KNOW, fucker. It's your right to fucking die and see your own blood splatter in fascinating ways all over the pavement. It's your right to LISTEN, because your kind HAS TO BE TOLD."
An especially vicious and powerful demon who possesses Esmeralda. He is also after the Ultimate Weapon. After the brothers help Esmerelda regain control, he is trapped within her Mental World, slowly regenerating and waiting for his chance to strike back.
Alien Kudzu: The Demon's influence in Esmerelda's mind is represented by tentacle-roots.
Atomic F-Bomb: Detonates one when Gwydian punches him at 200 mph.
The Demon: “You're just squeaking and wriggling and breathing through your mouth and doing other disgusting things. All that you can do, now, is listen to the voices.”
The Demon: "YOU CANNOT UNROOT ME. I WILL NOT GIVE UP MY PREY, AS LONG AS YOU LIVE. NO ANGELS, NO EXORCISTS WILL SAVE YOU. I WILL LURK IN THE DARK UNTIL THE TIME IS RIGHT. REMEMBER THIS. WEAKNESS WILL COME OVER YOU AGAIN..."
Yeah, the USUAL GARBAGE.
Xanatos Speed Chess: When the Demon discovers that The Other Guy is more influenced by the players’ suggestions than by its own mind control, it “steers” him toward the suggestions that will result in his death.
King Skal
Dragons: they're awesome.
Skal, King of the Land of the Conquered Sky
There are many people who might think dragons are pretty awesome. If there'd be a competition in dragon worship, and they'd line up with their dinky dragon admiration, then, yeah, then there'd be ONLY ONE THING TO TELL THEM, and that would be:
YOU HAVE JUST BEEN OUTCLASSED IN EVERY CATEGORY THAT THERE IS.
A cunning, charismatic, dragon-obsessed old man with big plans for his kingdom.
Animal Motifs: Skal is completely enamored with dragons, and he puts their images on absolutely everything.
The Big Board: Skal's map room is actually quite understated (for Skal), befitting the subtlety of his schemes.
The Chessmaster: Complete with pieces shaped like the main characters.
Helmström: "I believe he knows more than he lets on, my lord." King Skal: "Next you'll be saying we probably have a monarchy."
And here:
Prince Rasp: "DO YOU HAVE EVEN THE SLIGHTEST IDEA WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOING?!" King Skal: "Oh, no, son. I obviously have no idea whatsoever what I'm doing here. In fact, I've had not a single clue these past sixty years! You've got me. Can't hide anything from my clever son, oh boy."
Model Planning: King Skal has an extensive collection of chess pieces that look like the various people he's manipulating. El Vendaval's piece is actually shown as it is being carved.[12]
It's not that cheap, since it's made of finest quality wood, but it has payed off. No deranged plans spanning centuries without strategic maps and figurines to back 'em up. You would get horribly confused without them! Who did you send to kill who again? Is that a double, triple or quadruple agent over there? Are you furthering your agenda or just dicking around because YOU ARE THE GODDAMN KING HERE?
Pretext for War: Intends to use the brothers to blame Beowulf's assassination attempt on the Exorcists, so he can attack them with his citizens' support.
Public Execution: His son expresses some relief that King Skal didn’t order any of these during the wedding.
Royals Who Actually Do Something: Besides the ubiquitous dragon-themed rebranding, he has been the world's foremost patron of Magitek research. We are told that he has "transformed the Land of the Conquered Sky like no-one else before him."
We Need to Get Proof: His instincts tell him the brothers are up to something, but he can't do much without evidence (except engage 'Hieronymous' in a Staring Contest).
The Worf Effect: Effortlessly takes Gwydian down in his first appearance.[16]
The General
Armor won't impede your movement. Not when you're this badass.
The General
"THERE IS NOTHING WRONG IN HAVING HONOR BATTLES AT EVERY POSSIBLE OPPORTUNITY!"
The imposing commander of Videgotto's army, and trusted advisor to the king.
24HourArmor
Animal Motifs: Every soldier in Videgotto wears dragon-themed armor, but the General is the only one who shoots fire.
Gwydian: “FUUUUUCK WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT A DRAGON-THEMED GUY BREATHES FIRE AAAAARGH SERIOUSLY WE SHOULD'VE SEEN THAT COMING GRRRRRR WE ARE SO STUPID TO BE SURPRISED LIKE THAT”
Strength Equals Worthiness: Challenges the brothers to a SURPRISE BATTLE OF TRUE MEN to assess their readiness to face The Demon. Apparently, he does this to everyone.
The Unreveal: Ava was this close to revealing who (or what) the General is underneath the armor when The Clown covers her mouth. Then, The General actually lifts his visor, only to have The Clown block the camera.
The General: “...YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE FLAMETHROWERS.”
Helmström
Helmström
"I am currently being humble to my greatest capability."
A spiteful old priest who never stops promoting himself, usually at the expense his arch-rival Lamard. He's no fool, though, and King Skal includes him as one of his closest advisors.
Shameless Self Promoter: Makes sure that Prince Rasp knows who picked out the fireworks for his wedding (hint: it was Helmström), and takes every possible opportunity to denounce his rival.
Cool Mask: He wears a golden mask that covers half of his face.
Horrible Judge of Character: Has no idea that his beloved is plotting to murder his father. Although, to be fair, he might be a fairly perceptive guy, and the Princess of Leostaria Is just that good.
No private affair remains undiscussed, no relationship is spared from a never-ending hail storm of advice, no wallowing in self-pity can escape UTTER OBLITERATION BY CEASELESS FEEL-GOOD-COMMENTS.
Lady Naum: “You have attitude, but no CLASS. I say you are an impostor, no better than a dirty little runt in a stolen coat, who just happens to be immensely powerful! Ha!”
Butterfly Aura: When he activates the ULTIMATE WEAPON. He thinks it detracts from his intimidating persona, and tries not to use it any more than he has to.
Evil Gloating: Refuses to engage in this when he's about to assassinate King Skal, describing it as "a typical pitfall for our business." This doesn't stop him from engaging in it at other times, however.
Beowulf: "You know what? The Dragon clergy always annoyed the hell out of me. Us. You know. And we're in the absolute worst kind of mood right now. Amuse me with your death, dammit."
Beowulf: "By the holy laws of Rock, Paper AND SCISSOR, it is decreed that you, lowly barber demon, have LOST! Wallow in your defeat, pitiable creature, and drown in and endless abyss of shame!"
Unnamed Priest of St. Howitzer's Remedy Squad, aka "Howie"
"998 STATE OF BODILY DAMAGE MARKINGS! 1256 UNITS REPRESENTATIVE OF ACCUMULATED REGENERATION! Means 258 in total healed! Death has been averted once again!"
A goofy young healer who is as clueless as he is good at being shot out of a cannon.
Reassigned to Antarctica: Skal puts him on a "special" task force to be rid of his irritating jabber.
Wall of Text: His breathless "confession" to King Skal.
"Hat Lady"
St. Smitefire's apprentice, alias "Hat Lady"
"You gotta have hats with feathers in 'em. And look at that! I've got a fancy talky face portrait up there! I can talk off ears at a moment's notice! I'm a babbling timebomb, gentlemen!"
Saint Smitefire's chipper, flirtatious assistant. She is a skilled tracker, and possesses fourth-wall breaking abilities that surpass Gwydian's.
Hat Lady: "I'm MESMERIA SCALESHINE, Drakenguard sheriff on duty! I'm of the newly founded Kunoichi Cop Division. That's right. I'm both servant of the law AND ninja."
Master of the Mixed Message: Intentionally, as part of her psychological warfare/flirtatious distraction technique.
Hat Lady: "Oh my, an unwashed barbarian. I don't know. Should I blush or just faint right off the bat? HA, just kidding, you're not my type."
Hat Lady: "Man, I don't know if I can resist your interrogation methods, you hard-boiled tiger you. I am basically reduced to a sobbing, hysterical mess here! Watch those drops of truth between all the tears I'm shedding."
"You're Not My Type": To Gwydian. Of course, she calls him a "stud" shortly thereafter.
The Black Brewer
The Black Brewer, alias MR. SPIDER
"No discount for you! The ACTUAL booze is right here in my hand! By the holy laws of the shell game, I command you to get drunk!"
A mysterious bartender with six arms and eight blind eyes. He's one of the ten Legendary Bartenders, who are conspiring to obtain the secret of the Exorcists.
The Alcoholic: Word of God is that he drinks to relieve the stress of being a part of a nationwide conspiracy of bartenders.
That's either a really tall man... or a really tiny horse.
The Barkeeper of the Faltering Horse, alias "Mr. Horse"
A giant of a man steps out of the bar. He is easily the largest man you have ever seen CARRYING A HORSE.
The barkeeper of the Faltering Horse. A giant of a man who uses horses as weapons. He is also a member of the Legendary Bartenders, who appear to be conspiring to steal the secret of the Exorcists.
Under the surface, Tristan is a BROKEN MAN. And it's starting to come back.
An unassuming City Guard who longs to be an adventurer. He adopts the name EL VENDAVAL in an attempt to join the brothers' team. Now, he's out for revenge against the brothers because he thinks they killed his comrade Arthur. Taking up the mantle of the hard-boiled detective, he's on a job for King Skal to spy on the brothers. The job comes with a kick-ass dragon, too.
Ascended Extra: The author confirmed on his Formspring that Tristan was never intended to be a recurring character.
He will show no mercy in uncovering clues, harassing suspects, and solving crime while being A LOOSE CANNON OUT FOR REVENGE ON THE SIDE. This tough guy will get the bad boys behind bars, and if it's in pieces only. He'll break the case. He'll break bones. HE IS LAW INCARNATE.
The strange moustached warrior skillfully juggles his dice FOR NO EFFECT WHATSOEVER. You somehow gain the expression this El Vendaval is desperate to impress you.
Genre Blind: He notices a mysterious, glowing artifact in the Exorcist's Chamber, and proceeds to ignore it.
Tristan for convenience’s sake. Later, he gives himself the alias El Vendavalin an attempt to be more Badass. Then, when his character naming screen finally shows up, the player names him El Vendaval, retroactively making this the name he has always had.
I Just Want To Be Badass
Impossibly Tacky Clothes: He tries on quite a few outfits when he’s trying to become a protagonist.
El Vendaval: “These are the dice of destiny, said to cause metamorphoses of space and time!\\ At least... I'm sure I could learn how to do that\\ Using all those rad experience us player characters are gathering...”
Jackal
Jackal the Usurper, aka Honest Jack
JACKAL THE USURPER chuckles, or rather, there's sound coming from his throat that roughly resembles amusement. He just loves screwing with newbies who still haven't realized who's in command now. All of them, used to the old order - until HONEST JACK came along.
He loves it. He loves it every time.
A snide gangster who has a history of assuming control of criminal underworlds wherever he goes. When the brothers pass through his territory, he sees an irresistible opportunity to gain leverage against King Skal.
Cool Chair: Sits on a thematically-appropriate throne made of broken-down machinery.
It seems Jackal has taken a fancy to this sickly flickering light of a dying machine.
"You, a nameless and largely unimportant NPC GUARD, have long since figured out it's only the relevant characters that get into real trouble. Sure, you get beat up for silly reasons occasionally, but the really nasty things never concern an anonymous background character.
It's a tough way of living."
A surly, crooked city guard who tries his best to avoid all plot-related entanglements.
Uriah Gambit: According to the Demon, he once pulled this on another guard to settle a petty score.
Guard Commander
Guard Commander
It's like he's saying, WATCH OUT, FOLKS. I'VE GOT A BIG SILLY PURPLE SHIELD AND THE FIRST ONE TO MAKE A FAT JOKE GETS IT SLAMMED RIGHT INTO HIS STUPID LAWBREAKING FACE."
Father Lamard: “..oh! I didn't hear you coming! Er, no, I wasn't watching anything in particular. I was... angry at the decoration. Such garish colors! Yes. I often get angry at things like that. Colors.”
