User name: Little Ghost
Have you read the rules? No
Character Name: Little Ghost
Character Source: Hollow Knight
Starting Location: Inverxe
Physical Tendencies:
Personality Tendencies:
Physical Description:
Far from a large bug, Little Ghost stands at a mere four feet in height, not counting his horns that grant him an additional five inches. Around his body, a draped cloak thatat times drip shadow.
Images spoilered.
Little Ghost, the Branded Vessel, at the height of his power.
Charting the ways.
A small study.
Character History:
Little ghost does not remember much, though the Void Heart pulses with emptiness in his chest. He knows that his journey was long. At first a long time in the darkness, unmoving. A slightly shorter one on the surface
Awakening in the desolate lands far beyond Hallownest's borders, Little Ghost was empty. Bereft of will or vim, the little bug spent many cycles gazing at the dark skies during the night and sleeping during the day. Until that dream.
White light, not the soft paleness of the moon, but harsh and burning like the sun in the desert, searing, scorching, trying to find purchase on a mind not yet born. Trying to find purchase in emptiness. And like the void at the root of all things, there was no life for this light to grab a hold off, to twist to whatever purpose it served. The following night on those desolate plains, something other than windswept sand and snow was moving. A small form, clad in a horned little mask and a tattered cloak, was slowly trudging over the dunes, the winds and both hindering and helping his short stride.
Moons came and moons went. The snows abated. And in the distance, a light. It was something small, something... soft. Pale and soothing, rather than harsh and searing, it spoke of an accomplished age. A small lamp, and further on, another. The little shape wandered on. A solitary mountain rising in the distance. No, not solitary, a range. A natural wall of grand scale to keep the desert outside, clearly visible even at night. Follow the lamps, up a pass and then a sheer cliff straight down, with a lamp on the ledge and a village in the distance.
A leap of faith.
A cave, a tablet, and a Door. Another cliff and the village, Dirtmouth, with its sole inhabitant. The well. And then Hallownest, the Eternal Kingdom.
Home.
Abilities/Skills:
Name: Soul-Golem Void-Body
Agility - Rank 1 (200)
Incredible Heat Environments (100)
Incredible Cold Environments (100)
Radioactive Environments (50)
Need for Sleep (50)
Chemical or Toxic Environments (50)
Disease (50)
Falling (100)
Non-biological Anatomy (Your organs aren’t where they ought to be, or don’t matter) (300)
Immune to Pain (You still take damage, you just don't feel it) (200)
[Further Abilities to be Unlocked]
Total Cost: 1,200 Essence
Description - As a conceptual magical construct, Little Ghost's strange and unnatural anatomy is little more than a shell around his true essence. As such he is conceptually immune to quite a few things and able to eat nearly anything. The way that Little Ghost's body moves, and the fact that it does not follow conventional anatomy allows it to do various feats of acrobatics without issue.
Name: The Pure Nail, Stage 1
Damage - Rank 3 (300)
[Further Abilities to be Unlocked]
Total Cost: 300
Description - A weapon from an ancient age, Little Ghost can not remember where he procured it, or when he had the time or knowledge to repair it. For it is the same nail he has always carried, repaired as though it may be. He can feel it in the very core of his emptiness.
Wielded instinctively, a Nail is hardly more effort to swing than ones arm. And sized for an insect-man-thing of some four feet in height, this little weapon has but a reach of two and a half feet, four feet when considering Little Ghost's arms. It is obviously something organic, and yet it is harder, sharper, and tougher than any blade made out of metal. For the weapon resonates with the soul of its wielder and the more in-tune they are, the greater its powers and conceptual weight.
Given Little Ghost's current state, it has much room to grow.
How much Essence did you spend? 1,500
How much Essence do you have left? 0
Have you read the rules? No
Character Name: Little Ghost
Character Source: Hollow Knight
Starting Location: Inverxe
Physical Tendencies:
- Power(P): 25%
- Toughness(T): 20%
- Quickness(Q): 25%
- Skill(S): 30%
Personality Tendencies:
- Aggression(A): 35%
- Cunning(C): 35%
- Diplomacy(D): 15%
- Support(S): 15%
Physical Description:
Far from a large bug, Little Ghost stands at a mere four feet in height, not counting his horns that grant him an additional five inches. Around his body, a draped cloak thatat times drip shadow.
Images spoilered.
Little Ghost, the Branded Vessel, at the height of his power.
Charting the ways.
A small study.
Character History:
Little ghost does not remember much, though the Void Heart pulses with emptiness in his chest. He knows that his journey was long. At first a long time in the darkness, unmoving. A slightly shorter one on the surface
Awakening in the desolate lands far beyond Hallownest's borders, Little Ghost was empty. Bereft of will or vim, the little bug spent many cycles gazing at the dark skies during the night and sleeping during the day. Until that dream.
White light, not the soft paleness of the moon, but harsh and burning like the sun in the desert, searing, scorching, trying to find purchase on a mind not yet born. Trying to find purchase in emptiness. And like the void at the root of all things, there was no life for this light to grab a hold off, to twist to whatever purpose it served. The following night on those desolate plains, something other than windswept sand and snow was moving. A small form, clad in a horned little mask and a tattered cloak, was slowly trudging over the dunes, the winds and both hindering and helping his short stride.
Moons came and moons went. The snows abated. And in the distance, a light. It was something small, something... soft. Pale and soothing, rather than harsh and searing, it spoke of an accomplished age. A small lamp, and further on, another. The little shape wandered on. A solitary mountain rising in the distance. No, not solitary, a range. A natural wall of grand scale to keep the desert outside, clearly visible even at night. Follow the lamps, up a pass and then a sheer cliff straight down, with a lamp on the ledge and a village in the distance.
A leap of faith.
A cave, a tablet, and a Door. Another cliff and the village, Dirtmouth, with its sole inhabitant. The well. And then Hallownest, the Eternal Kingdom.
Home.
Abilities/Skills:
Name: Soul-Golem Void-Body
Agility - Rank 1 (200)
Incredible Heat Environments (100)
Incredible Cold Environments (100)
Radioactive Environments (50)
Need for Sleep (50)
Chemical or Toxic Environments (50)
Disease (50)
Falling (100)
Non-biological Anatomy (Your organs aren’t where they ought to be, or don’t matter) (300)
Immune to Pain (You still take damage, you just don't feel it) (200)
[Further Abilities to be Unlocked]
Total Cost: 1,200 Essence
Description - As a conceptual magical construct, Little Ghost's strange and unnatural anatomy is little more than a shell around his true essence. As such he is conceptually immune to quite a few things and able to eat nearly anything. The way that Little Ghost's body moves, and the fact that it does not follow conventional anatomy allows it to do various feats of acrobatics without issue.
Name: The Pure Nail, Stage 1
Damage - Rank 3 (300)
[Further Abilities to be Unlocked]
Total Cost: 300
Description - A weapon from an ancient age, Little Ghost can not remember where he procured it, or when he had the time or knowledge to repair it. For it is the same nail he has always carried, repaired as though it may be. He can feel it in the very core of his emptiness.
Wielded instinctively, a Nail is hardly more effort to swing than ones arm. And sized for an insect-man-thing of some four feet in height, this little weapon has but a reach of two and a half feet, four feet when considering Little Ghost's arms. It is obviously something organic, and yet it is harder, sharper, and tougher than any blade made out of metal. For the weapon resonates with the soul of its wielder and the more in-tune they are, the greater its powers and conceptual weight.
Given Little Ghost's current state, it has much room to grow.
How much Essence did you spend? 1,500
How much Essence do you have left? 0
