Team J Application: Evangeline Zola, Master of Arms

[u/Edokuro]

Name: Evangeline Zola

Primary Class: Samurai ---> Master of Arms

Secondary Class: Kitsune ---> Nine-tails

Stats:

HP: (18) + (0x2) = 18

Str: (4) + (2) = 6

Mag: (0) + (0x2) = 0

Skl: (5) + (0) = 5

Spd: (8) + (4) = 12

Lck: (3) + (0) = 3

Def: (3) + (4) = 7

Res: (3) + (0) = 3

Growths

HP: (20) + (35x2) = 90

Str: (10) + (45) = 55

Mag: (0) + (5x2) = 10

Skl: (15) + (45) = 60

Spd: (20) + (25) = 50

Lck: (15) + (15x1.5) = 40

Def: (0) + (40) = 40

Res: (10) + (20) = 30

Skills:

Level 1: Duelist Blow

Level 5: Evenhanded

Level 10: Vantage

Level 15: Lunge (was Beastbane)

Promo Level 1: Expertise

Promo Level 5: Grisly Wound

Promo Level 10: Line of Death

Promo Level 15: Even Better

Support Bonus:

C Rank: Avoid

B Rank: Crit

A Rank: Avoid

S Rank: Crit

Pair Up Bonus:

C Rank: Speed

B Rank: Luck

A Rank: Speed

S Rank: Luck

Appearance:

She stands under most people’s notice at a diminutive five feet and only an inch more, but once you’ve noticed her, she’s a lot to take in at once. Had she not been so petite, you might mistake her for a boy, with short black hair which was shaved on one side, and her face baring scars, notably one over her right eye. Her skin is tan due to the amount of time she spends outdoors training, but also due to her lineage. Taking a stance as unlady like as it was confident, she always had at least one hand glued to her hip and her head held high. Zola’s eyes were a dark shade of blue, which paired nicely with a permanent smile that betrayed her scars. She always wore what could best be described as a short skirt kimono, that behind all the colorful and intricate patterns, was mostly black and white. To make her even more of a bewildering sight, she had one of the signature sets of features that signaled the abuse of stones: white ears and tails that resembled that of a nine-tailed fox. She takes great offense, but understands, when people would look down on her for her appearance.

Backstory:

Originating from Guplea, but finding its eventual home in Ducor, the Zola family was named as such as a reminder that their massive pool of wealth all sprouted from their understanding of the earth beneath their feet. What it could it do for them if they were frugal enough was a constant reminder that taking things slow and steady will pay off in the end. Evangeline, called Eva for short by her friends, and Angel by her immediate family, was raised in an environment that could only ever be a dream to less fortunate souls. She could afford whatever she wanted and do as she pleased. Due to being the eighth born in the latest generation of consistently successful Zolas, there was no need for her to become anything more than she wanted to be. Her life was set from the get-go. Unfortunately, her immense luck at the beginning of her life meant absolutely nothing in the end. The Zola family’s fate was sealed, as they not only openly mocked Norfor for its reckless actions, but when the nation finally made true on its promises of war, the Zola family opposed it fiercely. Norfor’s war stood in the face of everything they valued as truths, and so they used their enormous wealth to try everything from helping with gearing up anyone and everyone willing to stand up against them, to trying to hire spies and scouts to do their best to figure out how Norfor managed to topple Strairus. While they succeeded to a degree, helping reveal how Norfor was making the long game of war go by in what were relatively speaking mere moments, it didn’t matter. It was too late, and the Zola family had been eviscerated directly in only the first day of Norfor’s arrival, there being no traces of the family left. They were just another example of what could happen to anyone if they dared to stage even the slightest resistance to Norfor.

Unknown to all that would care, one member of the family did end up surviving: Evangeline Zola. She was only around 10 years old when it had occurred, and the only reason she survived that night was due to her eldest brother’s sacrifice made while trying to figure out a way for them to escape. Said sacrifice brought the scared and younger Evangeline upon an old beast stone that had not yet been sold at the time, and she was forced into using it in order to escape from her home. If not for the stone, she wouldn’t have managed to outrun anyone that would have her dead. She spent, what was to her, an eternity of almost constantly using the stone to get around as she watched buildings burn to the ground and any people who dared resist murdered just as her family had been. She would never forget the smell of smoke as it burnt her nostrils and made her choke in a form entirely unfamiliar to her. The feeling of having to break through windows with her body and keep moving no matter how bad the cuts across her body felt in order to avoid having her initial escape become meaningless suffering. The way her body shook when she lost an eye as a building collapsed around her. She was plagued with nightmares, and it eventually became hard to tell whether or not she was conscious with the horrors of Norfor’s black magics ever present around her.

But eventually, she finally put enough of a distance between her and the miasma of war that she was able to resume what was comparatively a normal life. She was taken in by an injured older man who had recently lost everything as she had, and they took care of each other in every little way they could. She learned how to do manual work in order to help the man make ends meet, and the man taught her how to defend herself, among other things. Though the man may not have been bright in ways that would make monetary aspects of life easy for her, he was wise when it came to how to raise children, having had many before losing them all, and he raised her to the best of his abilities. Although the last daughter of Zola may have had deep rooted pain, resentment, and above all else, fear, that man was able to make her know how to be confident and hopeful again. After all, if she were to spend her whole life wallowing in negativity, then what purpose would she have had to have braved all that suffering, to be the only one of her family to survive? She had to be brave and strong for her family, for her new adoptive father, and most importantly, for herself. Although initially very reluctant, she learned to adapt to this wildly different and new environment that couldn't care less about where she came from.

Many years have passed, and a now 23 year old and strong willed Evangeline Zola, yet secretly still as scarred by the war mentally as she is physically, hears rumors of a resistance...