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✟ BASIC INFORMATION ✟

Name: Nike Orestes
Gender/Sex: Cis female
Age: 23
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 65 kg

✟ UNIT ✟

Kingdom: Soleil
Class: Cleric
Weapon: Heal staff
Level: 1
Abilities:
Arm wrestling - A fun thing to do in her spare time and a nice way to train the biceps.

Horseback riding - Something she picked up in her youth

Penmanship
Reading comprehension
Stats:
HP [15/15]
STR 3 [▉▉▉.........] MAG 7 [▉▉▉▉▉▉▉...] SKL: 4 [▉▉▉▉.........]
LCK 3 [▉▉▉..........] SPD 2 [▉▉.............] DEF1 [▉.................]
RES 5 [▉▉▉▉▉......]

✟ BIOGRAPHY ✟

Personality:

✖ blunt: Nike is hardly one to sugarcoat what she is thinking, which can be viewed as insensitive (albeit there is seldom a malicious intent).
✔ reliable: For the most part if you ask Nike to get something done and she agrees, she will see it done. If you need someone to have your back, Nike will have it.
✖ bad temper: With her bluntness comes a short fuse, often raising her voice if angered. She is quick to calm down again, however. She won't insult you in her rage, but more so call you out on wrong (according to her) decisions and actions.
✔ hardworking: If she sets herself a goal, she works relentlessly to reach it and then set an even higher one. She's always looking to raise the bar for herself, never quite satisfied with her current level.
✖ inflexible: Sudden changes of plans often catch her off-guard and throw her out of her own set-up schedule. Nike deals badly with adjusting to new ways quickly, especially if they are not aligning with her own mindset.
✔ pro-active: Something that has changed since her childhood days is that Nike has become a pro-active person, not sitting around and watching others take action first. After all, if you want to see something done, you must set the first stone, right?

Likes&Dislikes:

✖ Tomatoes, cold weather.
✔ Any kind of soup, goats, sheep, reading

History:

Born into a family of healers, Nike has been raised with values of honour and noble serving. Always put the well-being of others above your own, or so it ingrained in the young girl's mind. The family lived in a small town, a day's horse marsh away from Soleil's capital and was rather famous in it. Well, as famous as you could be in a town where about everyone knew everyone. Her father listened to all woes of villagers, be it burns to broken bones- whereas Nike's mother tended to the wounds of mercenaries and soldiers stationed near town. In Nike's curiosity and pride in what their parents did, she often tagged along to watch them and soon started studying the field herself- along with becoming a natural on horseback, given that everyone lived so widely spread.
In her adolescence her older brother broke the family's tradition to become a sell-sword instead- claiming he was tired of this idle life and the things his parents had been spouting. Nike would never hear the end of quarrels between his parents and brother (in letters or at the occasion he'd visit) from that day on. Embittered, she was all the more convinced she too should become a cleric; be the responsible one of her parents' children. Make them proud.
And so she finished her studies, soon being able to go on errands on her own. Despite making friends along the way, Nike had to find out that the noble and selfless attitude she has been preached about for years turned out to... wear her out. Too often she would be confronted with wounds that could have been easily avoided (according to her), had her patient cared enough about their own well-being. Needless recklessness and selfless sacrifices soon came to be values Nike would begrudgingly have to watch. Never one to mince her own words she found herself barking during treatment ever so often. It did not help that the sell-swords she was dealing with had their own... rather rough kind of speech patterns that she found herself adapting to.
Nike spent countless nights honing her skills and knowledge to become a better cleric, one who could serve others - despite now realising just why her brother was so frustrated he up and left to follow his own path. But she also picked up training her muscles, lamenting that a big part of her was tired of seeing others battered up while all she could do was stand and wait until it happened, only to then patch them up. If people would continue to be so reckless, then she would have to step in herself. For now that remains nothing more than a work of progress, she would have to train in the downtime. Not quite following her brother's footsteps, as she still wanted to make her parents proud after all, Nike decided to join Soleil's army. It would be a good step towards independence from her family and finding her own place in life- not to mention being of use.

✟ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION✟

Growth rate: Str: 23% Mag: 45% Skl: 25% Lck: 20% Spd: 20% Def: 5% Res:40%
Weapon level: Staff [ D] (above stuff is just for fun fake in-game gimmicks) *She has a considerable big amount of STR due to constant physical training. * I'm totally going the war cleric route what'S UP

Description

edits this as I go

✟ BASIC INFORMATION ✟

Name: Nike Orestes
Gender/Sex: Cis female
Age: 23
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 65 kg

✟ UNIT ✟

Kingdom: Soleil
Class: Cleric
Weapon: Heal staff
Level: 1
Abilities:
Arm wrestling - A fun thing to do in her spare time and a nice way to train the biceps.

Horseback riding - Something she picked up in her youth

Penmanship
Reading comprehension
Stats:
HP [15/15]
STR 3 [▉▉▉.........] MAG 7 [▉▉▉▉▉▉▉...] SKL: 4 [▉▉▉▉.........]
LCK 3 [▉▉▉..........] SPD 2 [▉▉.............] DEF1 [▉.................]
RES 5 [▉▉▉▉▉......]

✟ BIOGRAPHY ✟

Personality:

✖ blunt: Nike is hardly one to sugarcoat what she is thinking, which can be viewed as insensitive (albeit there is seldom a malicious intent).
✔ reliable: For the most part if you ask Nike to get something done and she agrees, she will see it done. If you need someone to have your back, Nike will have it.
✖ bad temper: With her bluntness comes a short fuse, often raising her voice if angered. She is quick to calm down again, however. She won't insult you in her rage, but more so call you out on wrong (according to her) decisions and actions.
✔ hardworking: If she sets herself a goal, she works relentlessly to reach it and then set an even higher one. She's always looking to raise the bar for herself, never quite satisfied with her current level.
✖ inflexible: Sudden changes of plans often catch her off-guard and throw her out of her own set-up schedule. Nike deals badly with adjusting to new ways quickly, especially if they are not aligning with her own mindset.
✔ pro-active: Something that has changed since her childhood days is that Nike has become a pro-active person, not sitting around and watching others take action first. After all, if you want to see something done, you must set the first stone, right?

Likes&Dislikes:

✖ Tomatoes, cold weather.
✔ Any kind of soup, goats, sheep, reading

History:

Born into a family of healers, Nike has been raised with values of honour and noble serving. Always put the well-being of others above your own, or so it ingrained in the young girl's mind. The family lived in a small town, a day's horse marsh away from Soleil's capital and was rather famous in it. Well, as famous as you could be in a town where about everyone knew everyone. Her father listened to all woes of villagers, be it burns to broken bones- whereas Nike's mother tended to the wounds of mercenaries and soldiers stationed near town. In Nike's curiosity and pride in what their parents did, she often tagged along to watch them and soon started studying the field herself- along with becoming a natural on horseback, given that everyone lived so widely spread.
In her adolescence her older brother broke the family's tradition to become a sell-sword instead- claiming he was tired of this idle life and the things his parents had been spouting. Nike would never hear the end of quarrels between his parents and brother (in letters or at the occasion he'd visit) from that day on. Embittered, she was all the more convinced she too should become a cleric; be the responsible one of her parents' children. Make them proud.
And so she finished her studies, soon being able to go on errands on her own. Despite making friends along the way, Nike had to find out that the noble and selfless attitude she has been preached about for years turned out to... wear her out. Too often she would be confronted with wounds that could have been easily avoided (according to her), had her patient cared enough about their own well-being. Needless recklessness and selfless sacrifices soon came to be values Nike would begrudgingly have to watch. Never one to mince her own words she found herself barking during treatment ever so often. It did not help that the sell-swords she was dealing with had their own... rather rough kind of speech patterns that she found herself adapting to.
Nike spent countless nights honing her skills and knowledge to become a better cleric, one who could serve others - despite now realising just why her brother was so frustrated he up and left to follow his own path. But she also picked up training her muscles, lamenting that a big part of her was tired of seeing others battered up while all she could do was stand and wait until it happened, only to then patch them up. If people would continue to be so reckless, then she would have to step in herself. For now that remains nothing more than a work of progress, she would have to train in the downtime. Not quite following her brother's footsteps, as she still wanted to make her parents proud after all, Nike decided to join Soleil's army. It would be a good step towards independence from her family and finding her own place in life- not to mention being of use.

✟ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION✟

Growth rate: Str: 23% Mag: 45% Skl: 25% Lck: 20% Spd: 20% Def: 5% Res:40%
Weapon level: Staff [ D] (above stuff is just for fun fake in-game gimmicks) *She has a considerable big amount of STR due to constant physical training. * I'm totally going the war cleric route what'S UP