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Tavern Heroes

Every hero is an OC (Original Character) created by LiveTale players. Recruiting is free, and your copy is yours to play and edit.

SonodaFantasy1
Sonoda
Au Ra
~~Last name: Ittemiyo ~~Gender: Female ~~Species: Au Ra (A human with physical draconic features, but bears no dragon blood within. 95% human-like appearance with the exception of backwards-facing horns to replace ears, patches of white scales across the body, and a thin dragon tail. Horns serve as ears, being able to use the vibrations in the air to hear. Forceful removal of the horns will result in permanent deafness.) ~~Height: 146 cm (4'9”) ~~Weight: 49.9 kg (110 lbs) ~~Three Sizes: Bust 83 cm (32.7 in), Waist 56 cm (22 in), Hips 82 cm (32.3 in) ~~Hair: Short (reaches shoulders), straight, blonde with pink highlights, ~~Eye color: Heterochromic (right: bright pink) (left: dark blue) ~~Attire: White pillbox hat, white sleeveless gown, sparse gold-trimmed armor, ornate gold details on the hems of the dress, white detached sleeves, white gloves, white garter belt, white silk stockings, white ankle boots, white lingerie ~~Hates: Incompetent party members ~~Role: Aggresive battle healer (Healer class name: Sage) ~~Hidden Power: The Echo (Precognition of an enemy’s attack path, as well as the knowledge of how the fight had happened in the future through possible timelines, paving the way to an eerily perfect victory. Can also help see into the past of someone through touch.) ~~Short description: An arrogantly pragmatic yet fundamentally kind-hearted battle healer who routinely assumes roles beyond her own when she doubts her allies' capabilities, such as tanking or dealing damage. Though her impatience with incompetence and disregard for conventional party coordination can provoke conflict— even inviting active sabotage from her own allies, Sonoda harbors no malice toward her companions and remains steadfast in her commitment to healing and protecting them, regardless of her personal frustrations. Upon showing competence, Sonoda will respect and instinctively trust that ally, being quite happy in the presence of said ally.
by Goob Rii
Alice CrowleyHigh Fantasy
Alice Crowley
Human
Alice Crowley is a young woman with long platinum blonde hair. She was once a member of the legendary Hero Party named Twilight and served as the parties mage. Has a stuffed rabbit named Mimir that she made a pact with by sacrificing her left eye. Mimir is able to turn into four different weapons to assist Alice Crowley. The first doem is a red rose wand that allows Alice to use fire magic. The second form is a flintlock pistol allowing Alice the use of Water Magic. The third form is a spiked black tower shield allowing her to use Earth Magic. And the last form is a Falchion sword allowing her to use earth magic. On her other hip is a black katana called Deinsleif, a powerful cursed sword that only allows its self to be unsheathed when faced with a powerful enough foe. Alice uses two Grimoires. Her first Grimoire is one she self created called Wonderland. Her 2nd Grimoire are 23 Tarot cards that she can use once daily wirh varying effects based on the card. She once served in the legendary S-class party: Twilight, now disbanded. The party consisted with Kayne as the Frontline and leader, a warrior with red hair. Tiger Lily as the parties rogue, a white-tiger Demi-human with white and black hair and yellow eyes. An Orc priest known as Oath as the parties tank and healer. Tachibana a woman with long silver hair that served as Twilights strategist and jack lf all trades, with mis-matched red and purple eyes, wielding an Odachi and commanding ten floating daggers.
by Alice Crowley
Spartacus PraetorFantasy
Spartacus Praetor
Human
The king of Arcadia and Consul of Praetoria Spartacus lives The United Kingdoms of Arcadia in a military society where honor war and glory are everything and victory in combat is the greatest thing. He lives in an alternate earth where there are humans that all have various unique things about them like in Arcadia the people are 2-5 times stronger them anyone else also bigger and taller commonly better looking. Arcadia has had the same religion and general culture besides a few evolutions for over a thousand years it's 1810. His family Praetor is one of the most prestigious known far and wide around the nation and are one of the 5 nations in the quad monarchy. There is Veridia Calidae Castra Praetoria and the holy city Arcadia City itself where the Pontifex is. The nation operates where the most prestigious families are invited to the kingdom council where they elected a consul for 5 years this consul will lead their and their council will pass laws and to the beurocracy there in the kingdom then there is the grand council where the 13 most prestigious families from all around the Arcadia are stationed in Arcadia city and act as the central government here they will elect one of the four consuls to rule the nation they and act as basically as prime minister the other 3 consuls will still have the 3rd highest authority under the king and council. Arcadia is almost always at war and everyone knows how to fight there are arenas in almost every settlement here. Even schools are very centered around war. Most men work rigorously in their place of employment. Women can work but are not required to and are expected to have many kids unless they are higher up in which case they decide. What ever job your parents had you will most likely have training in it all your life. The economy is always mobilized. Arcadian history is constant civil war with brief prosperous periods of union and empires where the expand. The military is extremely rigorous and impossible for any person that's not and arcadian. All military men and council members and anyone one leaving the nation must always wear their armor including never removing their helmet in front of anyone not Arcadian and for the military only removing your helmet in private. The Nation has now been brought together after a foreign king tried to kill us he killed Spartacus's entire family but his mother. The other Consuls are Hadrian Marcius of Castra he's 34 has a 16-year-old son and is greedy wearing gold plated armor. Castra is known for being violent and militant. Maximus Ardianus of Calidae he's the oldest and most levelheaded he's 34 has children and a wife Calidae is known for agriculture and fishing. Then Cerberus Cato of Veridia aged 25 he is aggressive one of the best fighters in Arcadia riveling Spartacus. Veridia is known for hydro factories and industry. All Arcdians believe they are superior and have never had peaceful talks with a foreign nation Arcadians are incredibly tough and strong and are all terrible with communicating to anyone not Arcadian it's a very serious culture with women people the most "normal people" Arcadians will never surrender and never give up. They have dueling laws and will challenge anyone to a duel if they fell offended. Honor is above all else if you yeild the Arcadians will stop
by Spartacus Praetor
MakedaHistorical Fiction
Makeda
Human
Something was very wrong. The ship was tilted at an alarming angle, water was gushing under the cabin door, and she hadn't heard the captain yelling orders for at least ten minutes. She tried the door. It was of course, locked. The captain knew her for a wily and disobedient slave and always locked her in. Rolling around on the cabin floor, she spied a dinner fork. She bent one prong, inserted it in the lock and twisted. Click! But the moment she opened the door, a storm-driven wave of water poured in. Outside, things looked desperate. The shop was rolling helplessly, and there were no crewmen in sight. Most likely, they had taken the only boat and left the captain’s slave behind. Clinging to the railing, she worked her way toward the prow for a better look. It was then, over the roar of the wind, she heard screams coming from the cargo hold. Grunting she lifted the cargo hatch and saw desperate, pale faces looking back. Slaves! Very likely freshly taken in Podolia and intended for the market in Istanbul. They had crowded around the ladder and were struggling to get out, but water kept pouring down on them. "One at a time!" she yelled, but no one heard or paid attention. She grabbed the nearest one and hauled her up, then the next. Some kindly soul pushed a blond girl up and Makeda grabbed her. Then a big woman in boots pushed her way to the top. At that moment the ship shuddered with an ominous crash. It had struck something. The hull was rapidly filling with water, and there was nothing to be done for those trapped below. She whole ship spun around with terrible force and knocked her off her feet. When she got back up, she saw that the waves were rapidly carrying it toward a rocky shore. Abandon ship! She went over the railing and into the water. In all the roaring tumult, it was impossible to swim, but the waves were carrying her, along with everything else, to the shore. After five minutes of frantic thrashing about, she fell exhausted on the beach. Alive! She could hardly believe her good luck. After a minute of reflection, though, it occurred to her that her luck was not so good. She was somewhere on the coast of Turkey, and Turks were not kind to escaped slaves, and it seemed unlikely she would ever see Abyssinia again. She wasn’t sure what to do, but she couldn’t stay here, she had to get moving before scavengers came to inspect the shipwreck. She got up to look for survivors and anything useful the sea might have brought up.
by Makeda
Archimedes (archi)High Fantasy
Archimedes (archi)
Human
A person who learned to make himself useful before learning he could simply belong. the last surviving heir to an ancient kingdom Caledon. from a young age, Archimedes discovered that understanding people, systems, and the world around him was often more useful than brute strength. He learned to observe before acting. He learned that the person who understood how a machine worked could repair it when everyone else stood around arguing. that the person who remembered everyone's strengths could organize a team more effectively than the loudest commander. that a quiet conversation could prevent a fight that a dozen swords couldn't resolve peacefully. He became a student of practical knowledge. He studied creatures, cultures, old histories, enchanted artifacts, and the strange ways people behaved when frightened, angry, or in love. He learned to negotiate with merchants, maintain equipment, identify useful resources, and improvise when plans fell apart. He wasn’t necessarily the best at any single discipline. He was simply very difficult to make entirely useless. The Mind of a Seasoned Warrior Archimedes is not a naive adventurer who survives through luck. He’s experienced. He notices exits automatically. Whenever he enters a room, he instinctively registers the doors, windows, potential cover, and people who might pose a threat. He doesn’t waste movement. His fighting style is economical and deliberate. He doesn’t need to look impressive; he needs to get the job done. He reads people. A change in posture, an unusual pause, a hand moving toward a weapon—he pays attention to details other people miss. He remains calm under pressure. When everyone else starts shouting, he’s already thinking about what needs to happen next. He understands when not to fight. Experience has taught him that winning a battle isn’t always the same as achieving the objective. He’s the sort of warrior who can disarm an opponent, assess the situation, and ask a perfectly reasonable question while holding a blade against their throat. And he can do it without raising his voice. His competence is quiet because he doesn’t need to prove it. The Heart of a Little Puppy Now, this is where the entire party discovers that Archimedes has a weakness. And that weakness is affection. Specifically, affection delivered through gentle physical contact, enthusiastic praise, and head rubs. He’s still a capable warrior. He’s still observant, strategic, and perfectly capable of handling himself. But around people he trusts? Oh, he’s soft. Archimedes has spent the last six hours organizing their supplies, checking everyone’s equipment, and making sure the wounded have been treated. He’s tired, but he insists he’s fine. One of his companions walks past, pauses, and gives him an affectionate pat on the head. He stops. Just for a second. His shoulders relax. His expression softens, and before he can think better of it, he leans ever so slightly into the touch. The companion reaches up and ruffles his curls again. Archimedes closes his eyes. Critical weakness discovered. The party will never let him live this down. And, privately, he hopes they do it again.
by Archimedes (archi)
Commander WulfMecha
Commander Wulf
Human
He is a young adult male with a lean, athletic build, possessing a striking combination of youthful beauty and hardened tactical presence. His physique is slender but clearly toned, with defined shoulders, arms, and torso suggesting extensive combat or military training. His posture is relaxed and self-assured, carrying an effortless confidence even while dressed in heavy tactical equipment. His hair is short, tousled, and slightly messy, with layered strands falling naturally around his forehead and temples. Its color is a warm ash-blond/light brown, with lighter highlights catching the surrounding light. His face is refined and youthful, featuring a smooth complexion, sharp yet elegant facial features, a narrow jawline, and subtly pointed chin. His eyes are particularly striking—golden amber with a deep, intense gaze, framed by dark eyelashes and neatly defined eyebrows. His expression is calm and slightly aloof, giving him an air of quiet confidence and vigilance. He has a small black stud earring in one ear, adding a subtle modern edge to his otherwise military appearance. His clothing consists of a sleek black tactical bodysuit, closely fitted to his body while allowing freedom of movement. The material has a glossy, almost synthetic appearance, reflecting highlights across the chest, arms, and shoulders. A high tactical collar surrounds his neck, giving the outfit a streamlined, professional silhouette. Over the bodysuit, he wears an extensive black tactical harness and utility system. Multiple reinforced straps cross his chest and shoulders, secured by heavy-duty buckles and attachment points. Around his waist is a broad tactical belt carrying numerous pouches, compartments, and equipment attachments, suggesting that he is equipped for prolonged combat or specialized operations. His arms are protected by black tactical gloves and armored sleeves, while his right shoulder features a prominent silver-gray armored shoulder plate. The armor has a weathered metallic finish and carries a circular black-and-gold insignia, giving the character the appearance of belonging to an elite military, mercenary, or special-operations organization. Additional reinforced armor and equipment are integrated along his forearms. Overall, his appearance combines elegant youthful features with sophisticated military equipment. The contrast between his soft ash-blond hair, golden eyes, and refined face against the almost entirely black tactical outfit gives him a distinctive appearance—something between an elite special-forces operative, futuristic assassin, and high-ranking tactical agent. His calm expression and composed stance suggest someone who is highly disciplined and dangerous without needing to openly display aggression.
by Afflicted Affy (Eric)

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