FEF8: Marietta Lancaster (RedMageCole)

Name: Marietta Lancaster
Class: Fencer -> Swashbuckler
Character Skill: Discipline
Affinity: Fire

Personal Fault: Easily Distracted (If Duelist isn't in effect while Marietta is in combat, -10 Hit/Evasion.)
Personal Skill: One With The Sword (If Marietta isn't adjacent to any allies, +2 DMG.)
Personal Skill: Swift As A Falcon (If Marietta is fighting an enemy that is not adjacent to any enemies, +10 Crit.)
//Personal Skill: Secret Art Of The Blade (If Marietta is within 3 spaces of 3 allies, +50% Support Bonuses.)

Preferred Stats: SKL, SPD
Weapon Profs: Sword (D), Hidden (D)

Level: 8 (0/100)
Total Level: 8

Progression Spent: 335%/335%

HP: 20 (60%)
STR: 4 (65%)
MAG: 2 (0%)
SKL: 7 (55%)
LCK: 3 (15%)
DEF: 2 (50%)
RES: 1 (30%)
SPD: 5 (60%)

CON: 6
AID: 5
MOV: 5

Character Creation: +1 STR, +2 DEF, +1 SPD
First class lvl2: +STR, +SKL, +DEF
First class lvl3: +HP, +STR, +SKL
First class lvl4: +DEF, +RES
First class lvl5: +HP, +STR, +DEF, +SPD
First class lvl6: +HP, +SKL, +DEF, +SPD
First class lvl7: +HP, +STR, +SKL
First class lvl8: +HP, +DEF, +SPD

HP: 25 (60%)
STR: 9 (65%)+10%
MAG: 2 (0%)
SKL: 11 (55%)+5%
LCK: 3 (15%)
DEF: 9 (50%)
RES: 2 (30%)
SPD: 9 (60%)

CON: 6
AID: 5
MOV: 5

Inventory:
Name            Type (-) RNG MT WT CR Hit QL
Iron Rapier     Thru (E)  1  6  4  0  80  29/40
Iron Dagger     Dggr (E)  1  4  3  5  95  35/40 [E]
Tonic (4/5)
Vulnerary (3/3)
Square Rune: +10% STR, +5% SKL growths to the wearer

Battle Stats (Iron Rapier):
AT: 15
Hit: 103
AS: 9
Eva: 21
Crit: 5
DG: 3

Battle Stats (Iron Dagger):
AT: 13
Hit: 118
AS: 9
Eva: 21
Crit: 10
DG: 3

Bio:
Born in the Kingdom of Angeborten to a woman of Angeborten descent and a man of Tibberine descent, she has always been a hard to control child from the very beginning. Always rambunctious and hard to control, she ended up being somewhat of a thorn in her parents' sides. Her mother desired her greatly to become a Sister of the Church so that she would be protected from ill will, but Marietta had pretty much no interest in that kind of thing. One day, her father saw her swinging a stick around in the field, acting like it was a sword. Marietta was worried initially that her father would scold her, but instead, her father offered to tutor her in the way of the sword.

Unfortunately, Marietta was not very good at learning; though her father was very patient with her, she could not get concepts in her mind down and often swung with reckless abandon. Though she continued to train with him... at least, until her mother caught them a few years later. They had always practiced in secret, but one day her mother came home early and saw them practicing. She yelled at Marietta, who took her yelling at an ironclad value... but then when her mother yelled at her father, that was when Marietta yelled back.

Outraged, her mother sent her away, not wanting a misbehaving child under her roof. While her father objected to this, Marietta stormed out immediately being tired of having to hide who she was, with naught but the sword her father gave her in hand. From there, Marietta tried to live on her own... but within two days, she was on the street, hungry, cold and scared. She was miserable... until her father came to her, revealing that he had divorced her mother and that he wanted to give her a better home. She tearfully accepted, and they lived together for a time.

They did not live together very long, however; her father was poor, and they did not have time for lessons as he had to work long hours to sustain them. Marietta made up her mind one day, that she was going to give this homelessness thing another try, and attempted to leave in secret... but her father caught her. Rather than reprimand her, however, her father allowed her to leave after she promised to keep up her training and try to stay out of trouble. After she got a modest amount of gold from her father, she was able to more confidently go on the road this time.

While she did better on the road and had money for some food and a small tent she carried in a bag, she found her reckless streak coming out quite too often. She'd see criminals preying on the weak, mugging them in the streets... and whenever she saw them, she'd run after them, sword in hand. Whenever it was one criminal, she'd remember her training with her father; she'd move swiftly and was nigh impossible to catch off guard. The problem was when there were more than one criminals... she'd get overpowered rather quickly, being someone who was not used to group fighting, and it was only thanks to her not having her supplies on her when she went out to protect others that she herself did not get robbed.

Still on the road, she yearned for some companionship. And yet, she had standards that she believed could not be met. To this day, she still searches for someone to accompany, to help her hone her skills at the sword... and probably teach her some more manners. She swears to herself that the first person who will defeat her in combat with good intentions in their heart will have her as a loyal companion until their job was done.