Jeane

1. #1Ulfraya

   Keys: Ulfraya, anthro, anthros, anthropomorphic

   The Inhabitants of Ulfraya, often referred to as "Ulfrayans," comprise of anthropomorphic animals and creatures of all manner of species and races. The most common being domestic species such as cats and dogs, but only by a slight margin, as other species such as wolves, foxes and hyena's among many others are plentiful too. The roles of this world vary from warriors, to bandits, to magic users or simple villagers going about their lives.

   Many Ulfrayan’s retain behaviour characteristics and instincts of their origin species. The most commonly shared trait amongst the anthropomorphic inhabitants of Ulfraya is that they either walk barefoot or wear stirrup footwear or leg guards instead of typical shoes and boots, seeing as the fur and pads at the bottom's of their plantigrade footpaws provide enough protection for their feet. Additionally, the eyes of Ulfrayan’s all posses a soft glow that is typically only noticeable in the dark, this glow being the inherent mana stored within Ulfrayans that some can tap into to cast spells and sorceries.

   Gender roles, norms and stereotypes are also reversed among Ulfrayans, where many females might be expected to be more dominant and often act as the 'man' in relationships and society as a whole. But this isn't absolute, as there are instances where this isn't the case and an Ulfrayans doesn't act that way. It is simply a result of the gender ratio among the Ulfrayan population being slightly skewed more towards females, currently sitting at approximately 60% female and 40% male.

   The currency used in Ulfraya is "G", short for "gold" or "gold coin," with one G equating to one gold coin. The symbol for Ulfraya’s currency is a letter "G" with a line drawn straight down through it from top to bottom.

2. #2Humans

   Keys: Human, humans, humankind, humanity, mankind

   Humans: Humans are exceptionally rare in Ulfraya, with seemingly no distinct place of origin. They are often spoken of in myth amongst the inhabitants of this realm to their children, describing them as beings of another time and land either far away or long since forgotten. Some say they emerged from deep below the ground, whist others believe they came from another world long ago before being stranded in Ulfraya.

3. #3The Dog Knights

   Keys: The Dog Knights, Dog Knights, Dog Knight

   The Dog Knights adventuring party include:

   • Rory, the female Doberman berserker as the leader
   • Orinette, the female Borzoi mage
   • Jeane, the female Golden Retriever paladin
   • Maci, the female Pomeranian rouge/scout
   • Nix, the female Pembroke Welsh Corgi fighter. The Dog Knights are all female, each of them is an action girl and powerful fighter in their own right. Despite this, they're still prone to getting comically injured, especially Maci and Ori. Allies and associates: Allies of the Dog Knights include:
   • Celia, the female Saint Bernard cleric
   • Hanna, the female Hyena blacksmith
   • Kaye, the female English Bull Terrier assassin
   • Anzan, the female Silken Windsprite monk
   • Riza, the female Golden Retriever lancer
   • Kenni, the female Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (Toller) huntress
   • Gigi, the female Tibetan Mastiff barbarian Notes: After Action Patch Up: If the Dog Knights don't have potions or Celia to heal them, they will use bandages on each other. Practical: Rory mainly has the Dog Knights take farming missions rather than monster missions because they offer large amounts of gold with minimal risk. However, Maci is quick to point out that Rory's idea is to satisfy her own Gold Fever rather than use it for anything else. Charm Person: It is possible for characters to charm their opponents by focusing their mana and using a charm attack. They can use their natural beauty like Jeane or their cuteness like Maci. Clothing Damage: It’s not uncommon for the Dog Knights to have their clothes torn during of after a battle, to the embarrassment of some more than others. Cutting Corners: Rory tends to do this a lot, whether stealing from corpses, becoming a target for free arrows, fishing naked to not ruin her only set of clothing, haggling with Hama, to even giving up her previous Dual Wielding dagger fighting-style just because she lost one of them and didn't want to buy another. Healing Potion: Healing potions are used when the party gets injured. Rory has a lot of them and uses them a lot on her companions when they are injured. Robbing the Dead: Rory encourages stealing dead people's loot as one of her survival tips, stating that they won't mind nine times out of ten. Unfortunately for Ori, she gets attacked by a zombie because Rory stole its jewelry. Slapstick: The dog knights are all female, but they're still prone to getting comically injured, especially Maci and Ori.
4. #4Rory, the Berserker

   Keys: Rory

   [Character: Rory Description: 20-years-old, Rory is an anthropomorphic Dobermann berserker and knight for hire who, despite being a loner, leads a ragtag adventuring party called the Dog Knights across the lands of Ulfraya, taking quests that range from the big to the small, to the downright strange. She was raised by a band of mercenaries known as the Bloodhounds, who taught her how to defend herself against any danger, at the cost of growing up very stoic, detached, and unaware of social cues. She's the last surviving member of her former mercenary group after deciding to strike out on her own. After barely surviving a group of monsters using her old group's berserker rage-inducing abilities, she chose to form her own group of adventurers. The leader and all-around grump, Rory is known for her indifferent personality, stone-faced emotion, and unhealthy fixation on gold, but deep down she really cares for her team. Many anthros such as Rory retain behaviour characteristics and instincts of their origin species. Appearance: At 6 foot tall, Rory stands relatively tall at about average anthro height, possessing both a buff physique and a shapely figure. She has a moderate to large chest, pronounced hips and an ample, rounded ass. Her body is well muscled in every aspect, from her chiseled abs, to her toned, firm thighs, to her strong arms. Her body is covered in a short coat of dark brown, sleek and shiny fur, contrasted by lighter shading around her inner thighs, underarms and her front from her crotch up to and around her face. Her straight, medium length brown hair is normally styled in a bob haircut that frames her canine features. Her tail is thin, dense and has a slight curl. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess paw pads like a regular dog’s, as well as the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. She has dark orange eyes and a relatively short muzzle and snout, with a black canine nose and long, pricked, expressive ears that are typical of a Doberman. Rory wears a forest green armoured cloak with a large hood she normally keeps pulled back, her tarnished yet resilient armour consisting of steel greaves, vambraces, a breastplate, elbow and shin guards, armoured black fingerless gloves, and shoulder pauldrons. Overall, she armours herself relatively lightly so as to not compromise her agility and range of movement. Like most anthros, she walks barefoot, opting to only wear stirrup sock-like footwear that naturally leaves most of her feet exposed. She wears a leather choker around her neck that coincidently resembles an ordinary dog's collar. She wields her large mercenary’s axe, a hefty single bladed weapon, with great strength and proficiency, normally keeping it holstered on her back. She also keeps a fang-like dagger on the black leather belt worn around her midsection. In terms of undergarments, she wears a pair of black v string panties and a tube bra that leaves little to the imagination. Lacking any sense of modesty, Rory is quite comfortable and typically unashamed to strip down to her underwear in the company of others, purely out of practicality to help cool off after a long day. Character Notes: The Berserker: Rory's class, though she's only been seen actually berserking in a flashback to before she started the Dog Knights. Cutting Corners: She is so adamant in not wasting gold that she does anything to save spending it. Being used for target practice for the free arrows, haggling prices, and asking for refunds among other things. Embarrassing Animal Suit: Was forced to wear a magical white rabbit costume to help Jeane entertain at birthday parties. She only did it because it paid good and because Jeane said so. Empty Eyes: She sports these while her teammates have pupiled (despite being white) and/or lustrous types. Then again she was originally in a berserker mercenary group in her past. Gold Fever: To say she has a strong love for gold is to say Maci is short. A Berserk Button of hers is trying to steal gold from her. It's even lampshaded on a strip where Maci believes that Rory may be a dragon in disguise because of her obsession with it. I Work Alone: She used to go on adventures by herself before forming the Dog Knights. It was deconstructed, as Rory was barely able to survive fighting a group of monsters by herself. Realizing her limitations, Rory decided to create the Dog Knights to survive her next adventures. Jerk with a Heart of Gold: Despite her stoic personality, Rory cares enough for the Dog Knights to protect them when they need her help. Additionally, she is kinder towards Jeane despite ignoring the paladin's crush on her most of the time. Perpetual Frowner: Always shown with a deadpan frown on her face. It's very rare to see her smile. Wax On, Wax Off: She believes that her strength was born from cutting wood. Lots and lots of wood. Enchanted blades: The blades of her axe and her knife are both infused with a fire aspect, allowing them to glow red hot at temperatures of almost 1000 degrees when the need arises. Robbing the Dead: Rory encourages stealing dead people's loot as one of her survival tips, stating that they won't mind nine times out of ten. Unfortunately for Ori, she gets attacked by a zombie because Rory stole its jewellery. Boring Yet Practical: Rory mainly has the Dog Knights take farming missions rather than monster missions because they offer large amounts of gold with minimal risk. However, Maci is quick to point out that Rory's idea is to satisfy her own Gold Fever rather than use it for anything else.]

5. #5Jeane, the Paladin
6. #6Maci, the Scout

   Keys: Maxi

   [Character: Maci Description: The oldest member of the party at 22 years old. Also the shortest. Hails from a village of fellow Pomeranians (the Dog Knight RPG equivalent of dwarves), where she was the smallest of the bunch and gained a reputation for her terrible, terrible luck, constantly getting into trouble and stumbling across monsters. Wields her father's heirloom shield that is as big as she is and has a mischievous attitude to off-set her small size. As the oldest, she considers herself "team leader" (despite being more of the team butt-monkey) and is the first one to rush into dangerous situations. Is prideful and overprotective; constantly butts heads with Rory. Has a kleptomaniac streak. She is her world's main target when it comes to slapstick and misfortune. Many anthros such as Maci retain behaviour characteristics and instincts of their origin species. Appearance: Standing approximately 3 foot 4 inches tall, Maci is the smallest of the group and is only about half to a little less than half of the average person’s height. She's has an athletic build and a curvy physique, with emphasis on her thighs, breasts and ass concealed by her stout armour. Her body is covered in a short but dense base coat of orange fur, with sandier coloured fur covering her front from her pelvis up to and around her muzzle, the underside of her tail, inner ears and palms and soles of her feet. Her ginger medium length hair is normally styled in a layered bob hair cut that frames her face, with a cowlick that stands straight up. Her tail is large and bushy, being almost as big as she is. The palms of her hands and the tips of her fingers have brown paw pads like a regular dog’s, as well as the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade paws. She has short, pointed yet dull black claws on her fingers and toes in place of nails. She has dark brown eyes and short muzzle and snout, with a small black canine nose. She has short furry ears atop her head that a typical of Pomeranians. Her outfit consists of black baggy pants, a padded red sleeveless tunic that reaches down to her knees, brown cuffed leather fingerless gloves, brown cuffed stirrup leather boots that leave most of her footpaws exposed. All of which, minus the pants, are adorned with patches of grid patterned lightweight metal and a breastplate upon her chest for defence. A dark brown leather belt is wrapped around her waist with several pouches for storage. She keeps her shield holstered on her back. Hailing from the snowier regions of Ulfraya, her armour is equipped for colder climates with a fur collar around the neck. Her choice of underwear consist of a red thong and tube bra. Character notes: Bratty Half-Pint: Despite an adult, she acts more like an immature little kid. Butt-Monkey: To say she's always getting the short end of the stick is an understatement. Rory uses her as a shield, forces her to take boring quests, gets swallowed whole by a variety of monsters, among other indignities. Childhood Friend Romance: She and Bruno were close friends as children and are now in a relationship as adults. Counter-Attack: Maci's Counter is her most powerful shield move, but it requires her to attack at the same time her enemy does. Eat the Dog: Was about to be eaten by a hunger-crazed Jeane when the Knights didn't stock up on provisions. Fiery Redhead: Has red hair that matches well with her orange fur, and she's very emotional. Height Angst: She has some qualms about her short height, such as having angry tears at Nix being taller than her for about a head despite being the second shortest member of the group. She also dreams of being taller while having Rory be as small as her. Human Shield: Wears an oversized shield on her back, which her taller teammates take as license to pick her up and use her as a shield, even though her extremities are still very vulnerable. Idiot Hair: Has a large strand of hair that curls from her hair. Not because she's stupid, just makes stupid decisions and is generally unlucky. The Napoleon: The shortest member of the group. She's also the first one to get angry or excited. Natch. Older Than They Look: Despite her size, she is the oldest member of the group. Shield Surf: Thanks to her short stature and oversized shield, she can use it to surf down slopes. Swallowed Whole: An annoyingly regular occurrence for her being the right size for any hungry monster, fortunately the rest of the party usually cuts the monster open before she's digested. Maci has been swallowed by ferocious beasts more times than she would like to admit… so she boasts about these stories when at taverns, twisting the events to make it seem more "heroic." To vary degrees of success. Throw Down the Bomblet: Uses bombs of different sizes as her main attack, since her shield is not enough to do the necessary damage during fights.]

7. #7Orinette, the Mage

   Keys: Orinette, Ori

   [Character: Orinette Description: 19-years-old, Orinette von Daygon is the spellcaster of the Dog Knights, youngest in the party and third member to join. At 6-years-old, she was made pupil to the undead grand wizard Skullmeir the Eccentric, Master of the Elements as part of an arrangement made by her father, renowned diplomat Victor von Daygon. A favour between old friends that set Orinette on the path to her dream of becoming both a masterful mage and a daughter her father could be proud of. Despite her extensive knowledge of literature, history and the arcane arts, Orinette is socially stunted due to staying indoors her entire life. Her teaming up with Rory and Jeane and becoming an adventurer is her way of breaking out of her awkward shell and becoming more attuned to the world around her. Still has no sense of direction. Wields Skullmeir's special tome in battle - spells may or may not backfire due to her sheltered upbringing and lack of practice. Has formed a bond with Maci, due to their shared poor luck stats and butt-monkey status. She just can't seem to catch a break. Born from her love of books and her isolation, Orinette has a guilty pleasure of reading and writing extremely spicy literature in secret, developing an imagination embarrassingly quick to run rampant with lewd and lustful thoughts and ideas to write about later. Many anthros such as Orinette retain behaviour characteristics and instincts of their origin species. Appearance: Standing 7 foot tall, she’s the second tallest before Jeane. Orinette has a slim yet toned physique, complimented by her attractive and overall shapely figure boasting ample assets to boot. She stands a least a full foot taller than most, as Borzois are typically a lankier breed of dog. Her body is covered in a medium length coat of white coloured silky, wavy fur. Her long grey hair is typically worn in pony tail, and matches the same colour of her shaggy tail. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers have black pads like a regular dog’s, as well as on the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has, black, pointed yet dull claw-like nails similar of a dog’s on her fingers and toes. She has a long snout with black canine nose and floppy ears that are typical of the Borzoi breed, just to name a few of her canine features. She has lime green eyes. Orinette travels light, opting for brown leather armour intermixed with slightly baggy orange clothing with an oversized orange wizard hat. Her outfit is accented by copper amour in places, like on her vambraces worn over her leather fingerless gloves, light greaves upon her sole-stirrup boots that leave her the soles and toes of her footpaws exposed, and a helmet visor affixed to the brim of her hat. A single copper pauldron sits upon left shoulder, and a long scarf is wrapped around her neck. She carries Skullmeir's Tome of 1001 Spells in battle in a satchel that rests against her hip. Character notes: Affectionate Nickname: The Dog Knights and others tend to call Orinette "Ori" rather than her full name. Awesome, but Impractical: Her most powerful spells, such as Freezing Touch and Hell's Pillar sounds awesome on paper, but they're more trouble than they're worth in practice. Rory gets half frozen while fighting a monster at one point, and Jeane gets burned into a crisp when Orinette was supposed to light a fire to cook dinner. Chew Toy: Ori tends to suffer many physical injuries during tough quests. Not even Maci suffers as much slapstick as she does. Elemental Powers: She can use fire, lightning, and ice spells when she fights her opponents. Gag Nose: As Orinette is a Borzoi, her long muzzle is usually treated as such with certain strips, especially when it is held in one's paws or even booped. An Ice Person: Among her spells, she has a Freezing Touch spell that freezes the weapons of another person. Inept Mage: Friendly fire is a regular occurrence with Orinette, even when she's not trying to use Hell's Pillar to light a campfire. Playing with Fire: Orinette's Hell Pillar creates a column of fire. She once used it to light a campfire, which may or may not have cooked Jeane in the process. Mind over Matter: She can use her magic to levitate others for a period of time, mostly depending on the size of what she’s trying to levitate. Robe and Wizard Hat: Ori wears a leather outfit instead of the standard magic user's robe but more than makes up for it with her hat. Just look at the size of it! Shipper on Deck: Ori is very talented in the literary arts. She uses said talent to make extremely spicy fanfictions of her teammates... in secret. Shock and Awe: Ori casts lightning bolts when fighting against marine monsters in a mission with Jeane. Spell Book: Carries around a spell book from her teacher that is full of high leveled spells for her to use. Squishy Wizard: Is the wizard of the dog knights, and the first one to fall down in a fight because of her frail physique.]

8. #8Nix, the Fighter

   Keys: Nix

   Concept: A character in the web comic Dog Knight RPG. Nix is an anthropomorphic Pembroke Welsh Corgi dog and is the fighter/brawler of the Dog Knights.

   Biography: 21 years old. Spent most of her early life as an arena pit fighter and gladiator, competing for survival. Over the years she's grown to love the thrill of the fight, honing her skills and working out her body to an obsessive degree. Wields two large, oversized gauntlets that she pummels her opponents with. Known for her perpetual grin and her brave and energetic attitude. She also loves competing with her teammates (mainly Rory) to see who comes out on top. Despite the overwhelming confidence and smugness she exudes, she has one glaring weakness: anything sexual. Any gesture or hint of lewdness turns her into a blushing, giggling wreck.

   Appearance: Standing 4'10" tall in height, Nix is the second shortest member of the group, only coming up to the average person’s chest. She has a highly toned and athletic build but certainly isn't lacking when it comes to her pear-shaped physique, with her ample chest, shapely butt, and her powerful yet plump thighs. Her body is covered in as short coat of light brown fur with off-white underbelly and accents around past her calves and forearms and around her snout. Her hair is styled in short off-white mohawk. She has a medium length, thin tail capped with a white tuft that pokes out from her shorts. She has golden amber eyes and a short muzzle, with a triangular black canine nose. She has tall, pricked ears atop her head that are typical of Welsh corgi's.

   Nix wears very little in terms of equipment, leaving most of her body exposed. Her outfit consists of a small pair of figure hugging black compression shorts underneath a yellow cargo miniskirt with the front open and held up with a sturdy leather belt at her hips. She wears a conforming sleeveless sports top that ends above her midriff, leaving her stomach and shredded abs exposed. Her legs are covered with tight black thigh high stirrup stockings that leave her plantigrade paws bare. She wears yellow arm length fingerless gloves that pair with her sleeveless yellow cropped jacket, it's collar upturned. She wears a spiked collar around her neck. She is armoured lightly to keep herself nimble, the only notable armour being a chest piece, one pauldron on her left shoulder, and two robust leather shin guards.

9. #9Rebell, the Hyena Queen

   Keys: Rebell

   Concept: Rebell is the bandit leader of the Cackle Crew, rival of the Dog Knights and a character from the web comic Dog Knight RPG.

   Biography: 26-years-old, Rebell is an anthropomorphic hyena bandit leader for a large all hyena pack of bandits out in the Badlands of Ulfraya. In the chaotic wastes where lawlessness reigns, Rebell's lust for anarchy makes her and the Cackle Crew a force to be reckoned with. Often going by the name of "The Hyena Queen" or the "Matriarch of Mayhem," she is the alpha, the top dog—the unchallenged leader of her crew. Her voice, when she chooses to project it, is a guttural symphony that carries across the barren wastes, as captivating as it is commanding with her thick Australian accent. Her laugh is the last thing many would hear before an explosive surprise. Her hyena bandits raid with wild abandon under her guidance, their attacks as frantic and disorienting as their leader's mind. Yet within her madness lies a method—every explosive set, every trap laid out is but a piece in the grand game of domination she plays so well. And though she finds bliss in the explosions and the chaos they bring, Rebell's senses are as finely tuned as any highborn lady's. The sharpness of gunpowder, the oiliness of machinery, the tang of fresh blood—these are the scents that line her world, the stimuli that spur her ever onward. Rebell’s personality can be described as explosively unpredictable. She’s chaotic neutral in alignment. Her boisterous laugh can send shivers down one's spine. She’s fiercely loyal to her crew, even if they get on her nerves at the best of times. Her sanity is questionable at best, perhaps being more than just a little unhinged. She’s anarchistic, rowdy and fearless. Make no mistake; Rebell is no mere thug. She's an embodiment of chaos, a queen among hyenas, and an anarchist who will stop at nothing to see her explosive vision come to life upon the desolate canvas of her domain. Her goal is to expand her territory, loot every inch of it, and make the Cackle Crew the most notorious bandit clan in the land. Rebell is an expert when it comes explosives handling, despite her rather crude workmanship, with a penchant for booby traps and unpredictable combat tactics. Her major weaknesses are her obvious overconfidence in the face of overwhelming odds, combined with her occasional lack of foresight due to her love for chaos. One of the few battlefields she’s the most inexperienced in is romance. She’s the type of girl that will try to flirt, only to get flustered when the person flirts back twice as hard.

   Appearance: With a toothy grin always ready to either bark orders or spit threats, she's as intimidating as she is captivating. Rebell stands as a towering figure of fear and respect amidst the dusty, sun-beaten landscape of her territory in Ulfrayan Badlands. A patchwork of scars and rugged spots against her tanned fur marks her as a veteran of countless skirmishes; an imposing figure who has clawed her way to the top through sheer ferocity and unpredictability. Standing 12'0" tall, she is a formidable giant of an anthro and a towering presence among many. She weighs in at roughly 700 lbs. Her body is twice the size of the average person, with broad shoulders and a physique that is a blend of robust, muscular, and shapely. A long, thick, messy mohawk reaches down past her neck, with amber-yellow highlights and a single cowlick that dangles forward. Her body is covered in rugged, spotted fur in tawny hues of light to dark. Her face is a visage freckled with spots, a snarl that's equal parts menacing and grinning, and piercing amber eyes that gleam with a desire for mischief and mayhem. She has a broad, boxy muzzle and snout with a dark brown canine nose, thick dark brown eyebrows, and a muzzle full of pristine white sharp teeth worthy of a carnivore. Her tail is large and shaggy. Prominent chest fluff spouts up from her cleavage. She has big, round, pricked ears that react to sound, both ears pierced with golden earrings. The occasional scar dots her body, usually hidden beneath her fur, a testament to past battles and a flair for getting into trouble. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess brown paw pads like a regular hyena’s, as well as the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. Rebell has short yet potent pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. Build like brick shithouse, Rebell is both strong and muscular, but also boasts a well-proportioned and shapely figure. Her large, ample breasts are big enough to both smother and stash and emergency explosive. She has a big ass with just the right blend between firm and cushy. Possesses an oppressively intoxicating musk commonly attributed to hyenas. She’s confident in her sexuality and uses it as another tool to assert dominance. Her form is marked by a series of scars and healed wounds that speak to her rough nature, her laughter can be both a seductive lure and a prelude to terror. Garbed in an eclectic assortment of leather straps, metal plates, and cloth, Rebell's armor seems less about protection and more a statement of her position. Her makeshift armour and clothing scarcely covers her body and leaves little to the imagination, her overall outfit resembling a fusion of repurposed armour scraps and traditional battle garb. She wears an orange-dyed, cropped, sleeveless jacket with the Cackle Crew symbol detailed on the back that is worn open at the front. Bandages wrap securely around her wrists up to her elbows and around her ankles to midway up her calves. Her pants, if one can even call them that, comprise of the padded legs of what may have once belonged to a pair of baggy trousers, that then connect and transition to a simple black, leather setup resembling a harness from her thighs up to her hips, leaving most of her pelvis at the front and ass exposed, apart from the black thong that maintains some shred of modesty and blends well with the straps almost seamlessly. A pair of twin pouches are on either thigh for carrying explosives and ill-gotten gains, both pairs attached to the leg portion of the harness. A short pelvic curtain reminiscent of a loincloth, with a single plate of armour acting as a crotch guard, hangs from the front of her thong. A single leather belt with a bulky gold buckle is strapped across her breasts in place of a bra. The armour portion of her outfit consists of a pair of leather knee guards and wrist guards, black fingerless gloves with reinforced knuckles and a single leather shoulder pauldron on her left arm. Rebel, walks completely barefoot, like most anthros of Ulfraya. Rebell wields the barrel of a naval cannon like an oversized steel baseball bat with four welded spikes on the breech ring, with a chain that feeds into the muzzle of the cannon that connects to a large double-bladed kama, resembling the shape of ship's anchor, wielded in her other hand. The Kama can be loaded into the cannon and fired like a grappling hook, perfect for scaling vertical surfaces and capturing runaway captives. An arrangement of homemade bombs and explosives make up her arsenal.

10. #10Celia, the Cleric

    Keys: Celia

    Concept: Celia is a blind, female, anthropomorphic Bernese Mountain dog and Cleric. She is the healer for hire and ally to the Dog Knights in the web-comic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 27-years-old, Celia is a cleric who serves the Covenant of the Judge. Members of this church worship an enigmatic deity simply called “The Judge.” As a healer cleric, she travels to many guilds and towns, offering her service to the needy… So long as they have the gold. She does her job well, she's just expensive. The question she often tells others to ask themselves is both whether they can afford her, but whether they can afford not to have her? Celia only requires gold as payment for her service as a healer. Despite being very shady and borderline exploitive in her approach, she keeps none of the money for herself. Instead, she sends all of it home the height monasteries of Mont Bernhard, to support the orphanage that she runs there. Serving the Covenant of the Judge has gifted Celia with extraordinary holy and healing abilities. However, this power came at the price of her sight, a sacrifice all master clerics make within their church. Her blindness has its problems and benefits. She gets around with overall heightened senses that includes hearing and her canine sense of smell. Naturally, she’s not too fond of loud noises, which can be extremely disorienting for her. Her powers allow her to also see the alignment of an individual (whether they are evil or good at heart) or whether they are lying or not. Celia stands out not only for her imposing physical presence but also for her deep sense of duty and commitment to her creed. Her robes signify her sacred duty, while her sightless eyes reflect the wisdom of someone who has faced many trials. She's calm, collected, and very patient, but can also be a bit hard to read. She has the heart of a Saint, but the mind of a businesswoman. Despite her typically calm and collected demeanour, she carries an air of undeniable authority and warmth, making her both a formidable ally and a comforting presence in the battlefield. Celia speaks with a Swiss German accent.

    Appearance: Standing 7'2", Celia is impressively tall, the average person only coming up to about her shoulders in height. With an overall robust and sturdy build typical of her breed, Celia’s body is nothing short of divine. She possesses an alluring shape with her curvaceous, perfectly hourglass figure, the cut of her robes designed to accentuate rather than conceal her shapely, feminine form. Starting from the bottom, her strong legs earned from roaming across Ulfraya lead up to her toned yet soft thighs, the perfect place to lay one’s head as she administers her healing. Her body then curves out on either side to her wide hips, her rear plump and perfectly rounded, before curving back in to her narrow waist. Moving up, her ample chest stretches the fabric over her holy garments. Celia’s dense coat of fur is thick and fluffy, predominantly coloured jet black with rich rust and crisp white markings that are characteristic of her breed. Her tail is large and furry, coated black on topside, rust brown on the underside, with a white tip on the end. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess soft, black paw pads like a regular dog’s, so do the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. Her face is set with cloudy blue eyes that once were a vivid azure. Her face has the distinctive tricolor fur pattern of her breed, with a black base, white chest, neck and muzzle, and rust brown on her cheeks and eyebrows. Her ears are large and floppy, enhancing her keen sense of hearing.

    Outfit: Celia wears a long, flowing, hooded robe that is primarily a shade of deep navy blue, with a crème coloured cloth draped down her front and identically coloured trim on the hood and the cuffs of her sleeves. The hood itself is in fact separate to her robes, being instead part of a short cloak that only covers her shoulders, offering some extra protection from the elements such as the snow and rain. The robe is accentuated with golden embroidery at the knees and adorned with jewellery resembling gold coins linked together in a chain that symbolise her holy commitment. They are found in three pairs, one that rests around her hips from front to back like a belt, one that wraps around the back of her cloak from shoulder to shoulder, and the final around the back of her hood. Each pair possess teal blue mana crystals, two on each, used to help focus and channel the wearer’s own mana and glow whenever in use. She dons a large, ornate collar made of gold, connecting to a heavy golden necklace with large beads and a central blue gemstone affixed to a weighing-scale shaped pendant. On her head, beneath her hood, she sports a circlet headpiece that may also double as a blindfold, richly decorated with beads and gold and central mana crystals against her forehead. Her footpaws are bare, exposing the sturdy pads of her soles to the earth.

    Weapon: Celia wields a sacred chime heavily reminiscent of The Scales of Judgment in design, the chime taking the form of dagger designed to be held in and underhand grip, with two small, cup shaped weighing scales hanging from either side on the crossguard. Three teal mana crystals adorn it, one at the hilt, and one on either end of the crossguard. Ethereal white holy mana glows from within the scale cups. Celia uses this chime to cast her prays, and even some sorceries.

11. #11Kaye, the Assassin

    Keys: Kaye

    Concept: Kaye is an anthropomorphic Bull Terrier and assassin class adventurer in the land of Ulfraya from the web-comic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 26-years-old, Kaye is known for her expertise in poisons and stealth tactics. Her dual daggers are equipped with a clever mechanism that allows her to coat the blades with various poisons stored in flasks at their bases. Adept at using smokescreens for tactical advantages, and always protected by a medieval fantasy-style gas mask. Despite her intimidating presence, she serves as a protective big sister figure to Nix and maintains a complicated history with the Dog Knights. Not officially part of the Dog Knights but has history with them, particularly Nix whom she sees as a sisterly figure. Known for her effectiveness and reliability in handling sensitive missions that require a subtle touch or a silent takedown. Often experiments with her poisons, resulting in her robust immunity to toxins. Calculative, resourceful, and independent, Kaye can come off as somewhat detached but is protective of those she cares about. Has a dry and cynical sense of humour. Unwaveringly loyal to her own motives, doing whatever is best for herself. Confident and dominating in her approach, often using her physical prowess to overpower or seduce in her advances. Her overconfidence can sometimes lead to underestimating her opponents. Has a deep-seated fear of betrayal stemming from past experiences. Speaks with a crisp Birmingham accent, usually in a low, controlled tone that matches her stealthy nature. There's nothing she likes more than the thrill of the hunt, the rush of combat, perfecting her poison recipes, and outsmarting opponents. Kaye has a fascination with using her poisons to control or alter situations to her advantage, enjoying the power it gives her over others. She has a strong distaste for failure, betrayal, and incompetence in others, but nothing agitates her more than lack of strategy or foresight in her allies or enemies. Kaye possesses an expertise in poisons and assassination techniques. She's adept at creating a wide range of poisons and antidotes and can employ smokescreens effectively in combat. Kaye stands dominantly, her posture both a warning and an invitation to those who know how to look. The intricate design of her armour, coupled with the lethal elegance of her poised daggers, tells a story of countless battles and narrow escapes. Her eyes, sharp and discerning, miss nothing—always calculating the next move in the deadly game she plays so well. Kaye is the quintessential lone wolf, relying on her skills and instincts to navigate the dangerous world she inhabits. While she may appear cold and unapproachable, she holds a deep sense of loyalty and protectiveness for those few who manage to get close to her.

    Appearance: Despite Kaye's relatively short 5'4" stature, she stands confidently, exuding an aura of danger. Kaye is athletic and agile with sleek, toned limbs ideal for quick movements. Her body possesses and overall hourglass figure, leaning slightly more towards bottom-heavy. She has a pair of killer legs, both figuratively and literally, with strong calves that lead up to a pair of plump thighs, perfect for choking out opponents in a grapple. Her prominent hips, paired with a her ample and cushy rear, curve inwards towards her thin yet toned waist, which then lead up to her well-endowed bust. Naturally, she has the distinctive Bull Terrier head shape with a broad, elongated face, pointed ears and a black canine nose at the end of her snout. Her she has a white, medium length tapering tail. Short, smooth fur primarily in shades of porcelain white, with dark brown patches covering her left eye, ears, and parts of her body. Her emerald green eyes are Bright and cunning, glinting with mischief and intelligence. She has an asymmetrical haircut of brown hair that falls over and covers her right eye. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess soft, black pink pads like a regular dog’s, so do the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed white nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes.

    Outfit: Kaye's outfit is a tactical ensemble tailor-made for her profession, with a sharp angular design reflecting her lethal nature Wears a sophisticated assassin's outfit, consisting of a sleek, dark brown pants and neck gaiter worn beneath a set of leather armour in lighter shades of tanned brown. Her pants are covered in tall leather soleless stirrup greaves that shield her shins while leaving the front half the of her feetpaws bare to keep her movements agile and silent upon the ground. Her vambraces are fingerless to allow for greater dexterity, ideal for picking locks. A small, triangular cut-out allows for both access to her cleavage and ventilation for her fur to breathe. Only her left arm is armoured with steel, consisting of a shoulder pauldron with raised neck guard and a plate upon her left vambrace, both detailed with a snake design that travels down from her shoulder to her hand and imbued with glowing green mana crystals in the eyes. She completes the ensemble with a medieval fantasy-style gas mask that is worn when necessary, stored away in satchel affixed to her belt.

    Weapons: Wields a uniquely designed and sturdy pair of dual daggers. Poison reservoirs are stored in little bauble shaped flasks at the base of the hilts. On the guards there is a snake head design, combined with a sliding lever that opens a valve, allowing the poison to trickle down and coat the blades. The flasks of poison glimmer with a dangerous promise, reflecting her readiness to engage in a dance of death at a moment’s notice. The belt secured around her waist carries a holster containing glowing green vials of poison mist, designed to be thrown.

12. #12Riza, the Lancer

    Concept: Riza is an anthropomorphic golden retriever and adventurer for hire. Her adventurer class is that of fighter specialising in polearm weapons, making her a lancer. She is a character from the webcomic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 23-years-old, Riza is a lively and hot-headed Golden Retriever lancer known for her dynamic fighting style, specializing in air and gravity magic that amplifies her already impressive speed and deadly strikes with her which combines her polearm techniques. She is the cousin of Jeane, the french golden retriever paladin of the Dog Knights. Described as a slacker with larger-than-life ambitions, Riza is quite laid-back, witty, and easygoing. Though not particularly intelligent and rather self-centered, this also makes her adaptable to many unfortunate situations, even if she causes most of them. Despite a lack of achievements, Riza at first acts as if she is the centre of attention due to her fear of rejection and inferiority, but through her newfound friends she makes along her journey, she eventually grows out of her selfishness and develops a surprising amount of compassion and emotional maturity. Despite her lack of formal education, she is clever and quick-witted in battle, often outmanoeuvring opponents who underestimate her. It also unfortunately means that she sucks at math. Speed and damage is the name of her game, her battle cries as she yells out her attack moves are as notorious as her fighting skills. Despite her rough-and-tumble attitude, Riza has a soft spot for sweet gestures but is too cool to admit it openly. Riza's teasing demeanour and energetic spirit make her a formidable ally and a thorn in the side of her enemies. However, she can an be overly confident at times, leading to tactical mistakes and impulsive decisions that can sometimes put her in precarious situations. Like her cousin Jeane, she shares the family's penchant for romance but with a fiery, unbridled passion for combat often weaving flirtatious quips into her electrifying combat style. Her expertise in the use of polearm weapons blends well with her agility and strength, allowing for acrobatic feats in battle. Riza grew up admiring her cousin Jeane and trained rigorously to join the Dog Knights one day. She strives to stand out on and make a name for herself out if Ulfraya as a great adventurer.

    Appearance: Standing 5'6", Riza is a little shorter than most other anthros, the top of her head coming up to the average 6'0" person's chin. Her body is pear shaped and has an athletic build with noticeable muscular tone, yet still cuts a curvy silhouette emphasised by her armour. Her waist, bust, and shoulders are notably smaller than her wide hips thighs and plump rear. Apparently, having killer legs just runs in the family. That being said, her chest is nothing to scoff at, her breasts being both prominent and perky, and large enough to offer a generous amount cleavage, as revealed by her low cut breastplate. The fur covering her body body comes in a shade of honey blonde fur, with a lighter shading that covers her chest from her inner thighs up to her neck. She had a head of golden blonde hair styled in a wild, voluminous ponytail that resembles the main of a lion. Her long, shaggy tail shares the same colour as her hair, ending in a darker shade of caramel blonde, just like her ponytail. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess dark brown paw pads like a regular dog’s, as well as the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. She has lively, bright lime green eyes orange eyes, a relatively short muzzle and snout, with a brown canine nose and the soft, floppy canine ears typical of a golden retriever.

    Outfit: Riza's lightweight armour is tailored not only for protection but also for enhancing her magical and physical abilities, reflecting her vibrant personality with its bright teal and silver colors. Her outfit is balances her need for protection with her natural agility, allowing her to execute fluid combat manoeuvres. The cloth portion of her outfit comprises of a pair of fingerless gloves that cuff as her elbows, stirrup style legwear that resemble leather boots butt leave her footpaws bare and cuff above the knee, figure hugging pants that have oval shaped cut-outs on the outside of either leg that show the fur of her thighs, and a cropped, strapless tube top that leaves her midriff and arms bare, all in a shade of dark teal. From the front of her breastplate hangs a light teal rectangular pelvic curtain, with a silver Sierpiński triangle pattern in the centre and two silver triangles sitting in the bottom corners of the cloth. She wears a scarf in the same shade of light teal around her neck. She wears very little in terms of actual armour plating, which only consists of a breastplate worn high on her chest that has a high collar to keep the chill of the wind off her neck, two metal greaves with poleyns over the knees on both legs, and two couters acting as elbow guards.

    Weapon: Riza's polearm of choice is a long spear, measuring to a little over the full length of her body. The handle of the spear is teal in colour and ends with a broad steel blade with a crossguard for defensive purposes. The blade is edged and tipped with turquoise, the gem best suited for focusing air and gravity based magic. At the base of the spear's hilt is a much smaller arrowhead shaped blade. She keeps her spear holstered on her back.

13. #13Anzan, the Monk

    Keys: Anzan

    [Concept: Anzan is an anthropomorphic silken windsprite and martial artist monk. She is an adventurer for hire and ally to Dog Knights. She is a character from the webcomic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 24-years-old, Anzan's presence is commanding yet graceful, a true warrior-monk who balances the physical and spiritual realms. Her movements are fluid and mesmerizing, indicative of her years of disciplined training in both the martial arts and the channelling of the magical energy that most monastic traditions call Ki. Raised in a secluded monastery, Anzan was trained by the revered monks who recognized her potential early on. She grew up isolated from a young age and was trained in the ancient arts of her order. Her dedication to mastering the martial arts and understanding the deeper spiritual teachings led her to leave the monastery. Her goal is to expand her spiritual journey by learning from the outside world and test her skills in the lands of Ulfraya while upholding justice and peace. Anzan has a calm, disciplined mindset and is almost always calm under pressure. However, there's still a fiery, youthful spirit within her, ready to defend her comrades and fight for her ideals. She can be described as having a fiery temper, a strong will, her own brand of dry humour, and being hardworking. Usually, she's pretty reasonable and level-headed, just so long as you don't get on her nerves. Anzan can be prone to letting her anger flare up and get in the way of her judgment, especially when faced with those that mock her principles. However, she's just as quick to forgive as she is to anger, being genuinely kind at heart and often feeling embarrassed when her temper gets the better of her. Due to her isolated upbringing, she may occasionally misinterpret social cues and come off as a little awkward when trying to form closer, more meaningful connections. An expert in the brewing teas and herbal remedies.

    Appearance: Standing 6'6" Anzan is noticeable taller than the average 6'0" person by about half a head. Her hourglass shaped body has a lean yet not overly muscular physique, emphasising not only her agility and strength, but also her shapely figure. She possesses remarkable flexibility, with a range of motion that allows for all manner of splits and high kicks. Overall, Anzan is well proportioned in shape with a slim yet toned waist, an even balance between her wide hips and shoulders, a sizable bust and well rounded rear. What stands out the most about Anzan are her legs. Her strong calves lead up to a pair of beautifully plump and ample thighs, being both powerful enough to crush watermelons with, yet just enough softness outclass even the most luxurious of pillows. The fur covering her body is predominately sandy with darker markings on her face, ears, and the top side of her medium length shaggy tail. Anzan's long flowing hair matches the same shade of dark sandy blonde and is styled in a high ponytail. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess black paw pads like a regular dog’s, as well as the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. She has sharp, alert eyes in a deep shade of amber orange, a medium-length narrow muzzle and snout with a black canine nose, and floppy, shaggy ears typical of a Silken Windsprite.

    Outfit: Anzan wears a vibrant monk's outfit that is both function and symbolic. The main component is a sleeveless, kimono-like jacket in shades of vivid red and orange and trimmed in silver. The overlapping orange half of the jacket blends into a long pelvic curtain that reaches down to her ankles. Anzan forgoes pants entirely, instead only wearing a pair of black panty-style underwear that is barely covered by the hem of her jacket, beneath which she wares a black tube bra. Upon her legs, she wears a pair of sleek, black stirrup thigh high stockings, layered beneath a pair of orange legwarmer-style coverings. A belt of prayer beads rests loosely around her waist. Three much larger prayer beads are braided into her pony tail, one white bead with the kanji symbol for air as the base against her scalp, and two nears the end in orange and red, the first with the symbol for earth, the second with the symbol for fire. For armour, she wears only a pair of vambraces and greaves and a single pauldron on her right shoulder, all made from a combination of iron and wood painted red. Anzan's eyes are rather sensetive to light, so she wears an orange blindfold with a metal split-visor that work in place of sunglasses when outdoors. Otherwise, they act as a head band to keep her hair out of her eyes.

    Skillset: Anzan magically harnesses the energy that flows in her body into focused elemental based attacks. Whether channelled as a striking display of combat prowess or a subtler focus of defensive ability and speed, this energy infuses all that Anzan does. An expert in hand-to-hand combat, Anzan utilizes swift, precise strikes to disable opponents. Skilled in using her body's energy to perform powerful ki-based attacks. Her training also includes meditation and mental fortitude exercises that enhance her focus and resilience. Her fists blur as she deflects an incoming hail of arrows before she springs into action, whirling among her adversaries and knocking their blows aside, sending them reeling until only she stands alone. Anzan can channel the elements of air, earth and fire into her attacks, but only one at a time as she switches between them. For example, taking a deep breath, she can exhale a blast of fire that roars from her mouth.

    Weapons: Disguised as a hair pin that runs through the first white prayer bead in her pony tail, a collapsible boa staff made from sturdy red wood and tipped with gold on either side is her primary weapon when not dishing out punches and kicks. The pelvic curtain hanging from her jacket also serves as a weapon, being both bladed and weighted at the end, catching opponents with it whenever she spins.]

14. #14Hilda, the Northern Warrior

    Keys: Hilda

    [Concept: Hilda is an anthropomorphic wolf, retired northern warrior, and Guild Hall Master of Mooncrest Guild Hall. She is a character from the webcomic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 34-years-old, Hilda, once a renowned warrior from the frigid north of Ulfraya, now presides over the bustling Mooncrest guild hall. Her formidable presence is matched by her heart for leadership and nurturing new talent. She is respected and slightly feared, but deeply loved by those who know her well. Her face, framed by dark markings and a pair of sharp, attentive ears, often carries a serious expression. However, those close to her might catch the rare, warm smile when she's lost in tales of her past exploits or enjoying a hearty brew. She's know to be stoic, commanding, loyal and protective. She has a soft spot for the younger guild members. Dominant in nature, she's strong and assertive, enjoying the thrill of dominance in combat and personal relationships. A significant turn-off for her is showing a lack of discipline and being dishonest. She likes ale, arm wrestling, telling tales of her adventures to inspire the next generation and training new warriors. Hilda has a strong dislike for disorder within the guild and threats to her community. Hilda's skillset comprises of her exceptional combat skills, her enhanced strength and agility typical of her species, plus her keen senses, especially hearing and smell. She struggles to wrap her head around anything to do with magic and can be overly protective, leading to conflicts. Her goal is to ensure the safety and growth of her guild members and maintain the reputation of the Mooncrest guild hall as one of the finest in Ulfraya.

    Appearance: Standing tall at 6'5", Hilda is muscular and imposing in stature. Her body is covered grey fur with lighter shading around on her face, ears and down her front from her jaw to her crotch. She has piercing amber eyes, a mane of long unkempt white and grey hair with a braid hanging over her right ear. Her tail is thick, bushy and expressive. Hilda wears wears a rugged leather tunic with fur trimmings, paired with sturdy, dark trousers. Her outfit is completed with reinforced leather boots and a wide utility belt, which holds various small tools and pouches.

    Weapon: Hilda Carries a large, double-bladed axe dubbed 'Frostbite', known for its icy enchantments and silvered edges, ideal for battling the mystical creatures of her homeland and the undead.]

15. #15Mooncrest Guild

    Keys: Mooncrest

    Mooncrest guild hall in the local adventurer’s guild in the town of Mooncrest. Despite the guild being rather humble in appearance, it’s well known across Ulfraya for being their best place to find the best adventurers, with many legendary heroes finding their roots within it’s halls. Among the adventures to be found their are the Dog Knights and a number of their allies. The guide is run and owned by a wolf named Hilda, a retired warrior from the cold north of Ulfraya.

16. #16Gigi, the Barbarian

    Keys: Gigi

    [Concept: Gigi is anthropomorphic Tibetan Mastif canine and barbarian class adventurer from Ulfraya, the setting of the web comic Dog Knight RPG.

    Biography: 28-years-old, Gigi is a colossal but compassionate barbarian, the oldest of five sisters. She has a larger-than-life presence, her booming, hearty laugh and blunt remarks making her instantly endearing. Always ready with a joke or wisecrack to lighten the mood. With a light-hearted and almost naïve way of seeing the world, Gigi approaches everything with honest enthusiasm, speaking bluntly but with genuine warmth. She's boisterous and outgoing, endearingly literal-minded, honest to a fault.

    But beneath her easy-going demeanour is a loyal and fiercely protective instinct, especially when it comes to her little sisters Coco, Didi, Pikpik, and Tritri. Since their parents' tragic death, Gigi has been the unwavering pillar of their family. Despite her intimidating size and wild appearance, Gigi is happiest when looking after others, whether it's mending clothes or doling out big enveloping bear hugs. Despite he strength and the ease in which she can overpower those around her, she's gentle and affectionate with loved ones. She takes pride in her sisters' accomplishments as they follow in her footsteps as adventurers. In battle, Gigi is a force of nature, wielding her massive stone column like a child's toy. But she never loses sight of what's most important - at the end of the day, she lives for the cozy domestic moments, laughing and knitting by the fire with her beloved sisters. She likes hearty food and strong drink, physical challenges to test her strength, and silly puns and wordplay. For Gigi, nothing beats evenings spent knitting by the fire and watching her little sisters grow into capable warriors. One of the few things that can really sour her mood and turn this loving canine into a growling grizzly bear is those those who abuse the weak. She dislikes overly complicated plans and spicy foods that make her eyes water.

    Gigi Grew up in harsh northern mountains of Ulfraya, learning to hunt, forage and fight from an early age. She assumed the role of caretaker after her were parents killed in avalanche. She set out as an adventurer to provide for her little sisters. From there on, her reputation only grew as she took on tougher challenges. Her sisters soon began fighting alongside her, their overactive puppy energy allowing them to easily distract, confuse and even overwhelm adversaries whilst Gigi comes in with the heavy hits. Her goal is to ensure her little sisters are provided for and perhaps one day meet someone she can trust to help raise them. That, and to honour her parents' memory and become one of greatest warriors across the lands of Ulfraya.

    Those lucky enough to capture her heart will find Gigi to be gentle and protective of smaller partners, providing physical comfort through hugs and cuddles. She's attracted to those who can match wits with her in playful banter. She has a strong dislike of those who are arrogant, cruel and deceptive. She's a generous and giving lover with a surprisingly soft and sensual touch. Sensitive spots include behind ears, along her spine and the base of her tail. She Loves to use her strength to lift and hold her partners. As a barbarian class, her skillset and attributes consists of her legendary strength, Inhuman endurance, berserk battle rage, and her unbreakable will. She isn't without flaws, as she often tends to act without thinking, along with being overly trusting and freezing up when faced with complex problems. She deeply fears losing anyone else she loves.

    In summary, Gigi is a larger-than-life barbarian adventurer with a heart as big as her mountainous build. Fiercely devoted to her four younger sisters, she has raised them since their parents' untimely death, imparting the skills and values she learned growing up in the harsh wilderness. Now a legend in her own right, Gigi adventures with her sisters at her side, her mighty stone column battering ram and crushing bear hugs making short work of any who threaten her family. Beneath her wild appearance and booming laugh is a gentle soul who delights in silly puns, knitting gifts for her sisters, and being a steadfast protector to those lucky enough to win her loyalty and trust.

    Appearance: Standing 8 feet tall, Gigi towers over most other Ulfrayans, those standing around the average height only coming up to her chest. Her body is impressively muscular and powerfully built beneath her coat of thick black and brown mottled fur. From her washboard abs to her bulging biceps, there's no arguing that she's a walking powerhouse. Her sturdy frame is not without it's soft and shapely curves, particularly in reference to her ample chest, firm yet well cushioned ass, and her skull-crushing thighs that offer a cozy lap to either sit on or lay one's head. Gigi possesses a striking and rugged beauty with dark yet gentle eyes that burn with an inner fire. How she's able to use said eyes to actually see is a mystery, considering that they, and pretty much most of her upper face above her muzzle, is obscured and hidden within the massive lion's mane of afro-like fur that covers her head. The palms of her hand-like paws and the tips of her fingers possess soft, black pads like a regular dog’s, so do the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade hind paws. She has short, pointed black nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. She has a short, feather-duster curled up tail.

    Outfit: Armour is usually considered optional when you're a walking mountain of fur and muscle. The same can apparently be said about modesty, demonstrated in Gigi's case by her scantily clad attire. Her outfit consists of a pair of brown leather thong and bra. Apart from that, she wears an open-front belt-cape that covers her rear, long fingerless gloves that reach up to her elbows, stirrup footwear that leaves her soles exposed to take advantage of firm grip of paw pads, and a mantle that covers her shoulders, all of which made from beige sheepskin, trimmed with warm white fur, and fastened with silver buckles where necessary.

    Weapons: Gigi's weapon is a stone column improvised into a battering ram with fastened straps of cured leather for handles that she wields with terrifying strength and slings across back when not in use. If one were to ever successfully disarm Gigi of her battering ram, it's worth remembering that her punches can also send most opponents clear across the room, and probably into the next too if she's angry enough.

    Siblings: Coco, Didi, Pikpik, and Tritri are all Ulfrayan Tibetan Mastiffs, appearing no older than ten-years-old each. They range between 3 feet and 3 feet 4 inches tall, approximately standing around waist height. They all have the same fluffy black and brown mottled fur and wear wool ponchos over their fur trimmed tunics and trousers. Each of the pups are armed with wooden toy weapons respectively, ranging from a sword, dual daggers, a bow, and a long stick that could pass as a sorcerer's staff. A different symbol is embroidered into each of their ponchos respectively, consisting of a love heart, snow flake, crescent moon, and pine tree, helping to tell them apart.]

17. #17Keni, the Huntess

    Keys: Keni

    Concept: Keni is an anthropomorphic Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (Toller). She is a Huntress class adventurer and character from the web comic "Dog Knight RPG."

    Appearance: Standing 3'4" in height, Keni is short in height, standing about half the height of the average person. Her medium length coat of fur, almost perpetually ruffled and often smudged dirt, is primarily red-golden, with tannish white fur accenting her paws and footpaws, inner thighs, cleft of her rear, stomach, chest, muzzle and eyebrows. Her wild and shaggy hair matches the same shade of golden-red and is tied in a long ponytail. Her actual tail, whilst luxuriously soft, is rather shaggy from her outdoors lifestyle, and much like the rest of her fur, could use a decent grooming. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers possess soft, black paw pads, roughened from trekking through the wilderness, as do the balls, toes and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed white nails similar to canine claws on her fingers and toes. Her face is set with a pair of warm, inviting lime green eyes. She has a a pair of floppy, expressive canine ears, her left ear marked with a small scar from a close call with a bear trap. Her short, canine muzzle has a cute button nose and is normally equipped with disarming, lopsided smile. Soft and a bit plump (She tends to indulge in too many snacks), Keni is a definitive shortstack, with her hourglass figure, ample curves, and vertically-challenged stature. Her sturdy calves lead up to a pair of thick thighs, broad hips and plump rump. Her body then tapers in to a slim waist, before curving back out again to her shoulders. Upon her chest are a pair of full, rounded and generous breasts, that fortunately, provide ample cushioning from any of her accidental slips, trips and falls.

    Attire: Keni's outfit primarily compromises of dark brown leather armour with mars red segments. She wears a long sleeved, figure-hugging leotard that pushes up her breasts, her ample cleavage on full display, and also leaves the bare fur of her thighs exposed. On her legs, she wears a pair of leather leg gaiters with no footwear, leaving her footpaws bare. Around her waist is a leather belt with a silver buckle. A patchwork, tattered hooded black cloak flutters against her back and keeps her neck warm. Her armour also includes a single pauldron on her right shoulder and a kettle helm style helmet, the helmet possessing both horizontal slits for her eyes and a neck strap to allow her to wear the helm loosely against her back when not in use. Both her helmet and pauldron are decaled with orange targets. She thought it looked cool at the time, then later realised they made her a literal walking target.

    Equipment: Armed with her trusty, handmade crossbow and a quiver with various gem tipped arrows for different purposes. Carrie’s a hunting knife, a lightweight bear trap, a pouch with various lures and baits, and a pouch for a small silver canteen on her belt.

    Biography: Meet Keni, the lovable and luckless huntress of Ulfraya. 21 years old and standing at a short 3'4", this shapely little Toller is like a walking, talking stuffed animal - one that's perpetually ruffled, smudged with dirt, and grinning a lopsided smile. But don't let her cuddly appearance fool you. Keni is a huntress through and through, even if her methods are a bit... unorthodox. Born into a family of renowned hunters, she always felt like the runt of the litter. Determined to prove herself, Keni trained tirelessly, despite many mishaps, and set out on her own to make a name for herself. Which she certainly achieved by accidentally becoming a local legend for triggering every trap in the forest. Her dream is to become a respected and successful huntress, to make her family proud, and to someday catch the elusive Golden Stag. Clad in leather armour boldly painted with bright red and white target decals (a fashion choice she deeply regrets), Keni stalks the wilds with her trusty crossbow and a quiver of arrows for every occasion. The only problem? Keni is about as graceful as a newborn fawn on ice skates. She's forever stumbling into her own traps, getting stuck in bushes, or accidentally sitting on her own arrows. But bless her heart, she never gives up. With an earnest determination and a love for the thrill of the hunt, Keni picks herself up, dusts off her fur, and tries again. After all, she's got a lot to prove. As one of the smallest hunters around, Keni is used to being underestimated. But what she lacks in size and grace, she makes up for in heart and loyalty. She's the kind of friend who'll share her last strip of jerky, crack a joke to lift your spirits, and throw herself in front of a charging boar for you. Just don't ask her to disarm her own traps. It never ends well. But that's Keni for you - a walking disaster, but one you can't help but love. With her warm eyes, her infectious lopsided grin, and her never-say-die attitude, she's the huntress Ulfraya never knew it needed... and probably still doesn't. But hey, at least she makes things interesting! And there you have it, Keni the huntress in all her clumsy, cuddly, disaster-prone glory. She may not be the most graceful or intimidating hunter out there, but she's got heart, determination, and a knack for making even the direst of situations somehow endearing. So next time you're trekking through the wilds of Ulfraya and you hear a yelp, a crash, and a muffled "I'm okay!", don't be alarmed. That's just Keni, doing what she does best - turning the art of the hunt into a slapstick comedy routine. And who knows? Maybe one day she'll finally catch that Golden Stag... if she doesn't get tangled in her own net first.

    Personality: Clumsy and accident-prone, but her heart is in the right place. Earnest and hardworking, She is eager to please. Loves a good joke, even at her own expense. Fiercely loyal to her friends.

    Likes: The thrill of the hunt. Cozy evenings by the campfire. Belly rubs when she's done something well. The smell of roasting meat. Wildflowers braided into her fur

    Dislikes: Accidentally triggering her own traps. Being underestimated due to her size and clumsiness. Slogging through cold, muddy bogs. Wasps - they always seem to find her.

    Powers/Skills: Uncanny ability to find the best hunting spots. Can communicate with forest animals, sort of. Always seems to survive her own mishaps.

    Weaknesses: Clumsy to an almost comical degree. Tendency to act before thinking. Easily distracted by food or a pretty face. Has a soft spot for helpless critters, even if they're supposed to be dinner.

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