Here's where we'll get out character sheets sorted. And also hold our compilation of character stat bars. You know the drill.
𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕝 [...[ Sanity: o o o o o // HP 100/100 // Sword Use: Available // Location: Sanctuary One ]...]
𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟 [...[ Sanity: o o o o o // HP 100/100 // Location: Sanctuary One ]...]
𝔻𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖 [...[ Sanity: o o o o o // HP 100/100 // Location: ]...]
Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2026 12:42 am
Feel free to change the colors of the titles.
Also: let me know what color you'd like for your character stat bar.
And also again: go ahead and lemme know if you have a preference for avatar and color for our height comparison chart, which you'll find in the first post of our monster guide. Otherwise I'll just go with your character stat bar color ish and what I want for your dude on the chart.
Small guidelines for characters:
This place is a spot out of time. Your character can be from any place, any time, and any race you want. There's really no limits on that.
Any items they have when they come into the world will stay with them. Jewelry. Personal items. Etc. Things with batteries will go dead fast. (cell phones, watches, etc) Anything with photos or words on them will fade slowly the longer they're here (pictures in lockets, bounty pages, books, etc.)
Any skills that they had in the world they're from, they'll have here. But it'll be a road of discovery. They wont remember the skills until muscle memory kicks in, and they realize, hey, they can do stuff. ( As an example, Satiel did Kenjutsu when she was in her world. Once she was holding her sword, she realized that she knew how to use it, and she was good at it. )
Full Name: Satiel Amara Harrison Nickname: Tiel, Mira Age: 32 Gender: Female Race: Human
XXXXXXXXXXThe Appearances
Height: 5'4" Hair: Dark brown Eyes: Green Tattoos: Tribal snake wrapped around her right arm Scars: Straight scar across three of her fingertips Piercings: Three in her right ear, four in her left, cuffs on both sides
XXXXXXXXXXThe Little Things
Likes: Quiet moments Dislikes: Monsters, Prying questions Personality: She is focused and serious when it comes to her work. However, once you get to know her, she has a wicked sense of humor, and a habit for jokes that can often toe the line. She will more likely answer in grumpy or sarcasm than anything else. Inventory: Red sunglasses - enchanted to have basic night vision when it gets dark 30 matches. The Journal An old cigarette she keeps behind her ear. "For when we get out, Mercutio had said." Her sword -
Pharoah's Lament I can smell the decay from here, Cass... – Large Artifact – Sword – Multi-use item Can be used as a standard sword. Never needs sharpened. Can be called upon to give the user a large boost of strength. However, it will also dull their senses so they wont notice when they are hurt.
--1 hour use--12 hour cooldown--
[ Katana style sword. Black blade with red runes on it. Wrapping on the hilt is gray and red. Small black marble hangs amidst the tassel. ]
XXXXXXXXXXThe Background
Bio:It's been almost a year and she still can't remember anything from before she appeared here... Tiel was one of the first to arrive in the ruins. She had appeared in the basement of a white building, and she was there with three others: Toumas, Richard, and Amelia. During their travels, figuring stuff out, they found 'the journal'. This gave them basic information about the city they were trapped in, and a few general bits about some artifacts that they might find, as well as monsters. Toumas was the first to die, about a month after they arrived. Tiel found her sword a month later. Richard and Amelia died two months after that. Then, Tiel found Hitomi, Nerys, and Nahme. They traveled together for a while, and survived for almost three months together. Finding Mercutio was a blessing, because he came with fighting ability. Four months after that, the trio disappeared. While looking for them, Mercutio was killed.
Now, Tiel is alone once more, trapped in a city she still doesn't understand. But she knows more than anyone else.
Full Name: Darren Alphonse Savros Nickname: Ren Age: 36 Gender: Male Race: Human
XXXXXXXXXXThe Appearances
Height: 5'11" Hair: Brown Eyes: Gray Scars: Patchwork of scars up his arms and across his chest
XXXXXXXXXXThe Little Things
Likes: surviving Dislikes: shadows, surprises Personality: Ren is serious with a very dry sense of humor. Will think before speaking. Protects without thinking. Inventory: Crossbow bolts - 23 Two daggers, 6 inch blades Heavy leather duster
XXXXXXXXXXThe Background
Bio: A quiet hunter. He was tracking some creature through the woods when he fell, a crumbling cliff leading him to his fate. He woke up in the city, confused.
He's found his first friendly-adjacent face, Tiel.
Full Name: Dante Meredith Fowl Nickname: Fowl Age: 29 Gender: Male Race: Human (American, Modern Earth)
XXXXXXXXXXThe Appearances
Height: 5'8" (173 cm) Hair: Brunette Eyes: Brown Tattoos: A tattoo on his back left-shoulder. It is a miniature 50’s aquarium television stand, and on the small circular screen is a small black heart. Scars: Three gunshot wounds distributed throughout his body (left arm, midsection, right leg). Piercings: None.
XXXXXXXXXXThe Little Things
Likes: Traveling, training, dining, music, outdoors, anything that makes him laugh, laughing at others, laughing at himself, compassion, humanity, liberty, and his wife most of all. Dislikes: Anyone too nice, anyone too rude, d-bags, small dogs, dirt/filth, betrayal, intolerance, oppression, (unjust) cruelty, disregard for innocent life, and anyone who stands in his way. Personality: Dante’s a pretty cool cat. He likes minding his business when his wife–Juliette–isn’t training him to be sociable. He likes his foods, new culture, new people, and new places. He’s been living up to his family name his whole life and doesn’t intend to stop today. Although…he may be a bit of an a**. Inventory: A locket containing a picture of his wife…an ivory-colored corncob pipe…a black pill bottle of ground cannabis…and all the rage.
XXXXXXXXXXThe Background
Bio: Dante Fowl left the Navy with an honorable discharge as Warrant Officer W-2, and an impressive track record under his belt. He’d been on track to becoming a Master-At-Arms, and would have continued on to doing so if not for the fact that his family suffered horrific tragedy. His parents died in an autocollision during his time abroad, and he returned home to lay his family to rest. His father had been a career naval intelligence officer, and his mother an upstanding member of their community. His fiance–Julietta Lumine–was the anchor which held him through this turbulent time.
Dante found strength to return to work; and got himself a job in private security with his excellent credentials. He spent the next three years amassing a nest egg for himself and Julietta to move overseas to Ireland, and spend their life in peaceful respite. He received tactical training, weapons training, specialized protection routines, and even vehicular pursuit courses. When given the option by his employer–Redgrave Security–to choose which close quarters combat training he would receive; Dante opted for Muay Thai, and Wing Chun. The first for defense of himself and his clients. The second for the defense of himself, and to teach his wife defense of her own.
During his third year of his career…tragedy struck again.
Dante’s client at the time–the Chief Executive Officer of a prominent corporation–had enemies of a different caliber. Members of a criminal organization–a Cartel, Dante later discovered–had decided to seize the family member of one of the CEO’s protection agents. Julietta had been kidnapped. The Cartel sent an image, a phone number, and a demand. To trade the woman for the client. Dante pleaded with his employer–with his client–and even with his peers. But none of them were willing to trade their own lives or prosperity for the sake of his wife.
Dante set out on his own. Six months of grueling investigation, comprehensive tracking, and a bloodthirsty vendetta that resulted in…nothing. He had tracked them for months and always found that he was minutes or hours too late. The chase never ended…until he pursued them to Nevada. While scouring across those desert roads he felt like he was closing in. Like he’d been closer than he’d ever had before….
…the last thing he remembers was hearing his wife’s voice.
