June 24th, 10:30 AM

Yoyoka Port

Meeting Hall

Their entrance to the hall was unceremonious, Rangi going first, Shen trailing behind to scan the room. It was fairly simple and unadorned, the main features being a long, semi-circular table surrounding a podium. Inscribed on the front of the podium and on the back of each of the well-hewn wooden chairs was the symbol of the earth kingdom hiding behind a fan, the meaning of Kyoshi's power being greater than that of the Earth King clearly shown. The room was lit by the windows letting light pour inside and nothing else, implying heavily that meetings didn't run late. 'Sounds about right. Doubt many people can withstand her presence for too much time.' "Despite the name they're more of announcements than meetings. There's a short period where people can bring concerns before the Governor and once she gives her judgement it's final." He rubbed his chin. "Hm. Usually autocracies aren't great, but the people seem remarkably happy. I'll have to disjoint myself from you later and see what they're really like. Should I wait here?" Rangi shrugged before scowling. "Stop being so emotive, it's rubbing off on me. Sit tight." "Not the only thing that's gonna rub-" he caught himself. "Bad Shen. None of that. Sorry." He sat down on the floor in his trademarked lotus position and a sphere of sand whirled around him, before hardening into a rock shell. "Knock when you need me."

He slammed his head against the stone. 'Stop it! You can't play with that fire! You have one year here and your impact has to be absolutely minimal! I already killed the rest of that army when I snuck out last night, and that's probably sent ripples through time already, and goddesses only know what would happen if I split them up or even worse got one or both of them pregnant!' 'Jake? Can I… talk to you?' He grew worried. Emera was almost never polite, so he pulled out the Reaper and pressed the ruby gem at the hilt to his forehead, shutting his eyes. 'I would've thought all the blood from yesterday would've kept you sated for a few months. Fine, if you're so desperate, you can have some of mine.' 'No! I don't need any more!'

The image of the beautiful woman he saw in his mind was different. Instead of the cheery smile and wide grin she usually had plastered on, her face was deeply concerned. The brilliant red hair the same shade as the ruby, the flawless white skin, the scarlet kimono she wore, all of it was in disarray. He reached out and started to fret over her before realizing that her appearance was the result of her inner turmoil. 'What's wrong?' 'I haven't been good for you, have I?' His eyes widened in shock. 'How could you ever think that? I'd be dead a hundred times over without you.' Her arms draped around his neck as she stared at him with blazing red eyes that pierced right through his soul. 'You always get me all the blood I want, even when it's your own. But it's turned you into a butcher. You never wanted that. I forced it on you.' He shook his head and put his hands around her waist. 'You didn't force me into anything. I had a choice: Kill, or let you fade from existence. You're worth more to me than a hundred thousand souls, a million.' She brightened up at his words, hugging him closer. 'I'm so lucky to have you.' A wall appeared behind them and he pushed her back against it, diving in to press his lips to hers. 'I'm so lucky to have you too.' She let out an excited squeal as their clothes faded off. Here in the realm of the mind, there was no limit to what they could do. The world shifted 90 degrees and she was laying on her back underneath him on a king-sized bed the same color as her hair. He trailed kisses down her neck before a loud thump sounded. They groaned in unison. 'I have to go. We'll continue this later.' 'We better. Stupid fire bitch.'

The shell of sand dissolved around him to reveal Rangi standing there with a thick, leather-bound book in her hands. "Congratulations, you get to read it." She tossed it into his outstretched hands and he flipped to the most recent section. His head fell forward when he saw that there were forty names. "Shit. Uhm, I want to say… fifteen of these are women? Sound right?" She turned her head to either side. "Who, me? I don't go too often. I have a direct line to the Governor's ear, so why would I?" He shrugged. "Fair point. Now for the awful part of the investigation, where we have to find the slight male/males on this list with an injured left hand that claims he can't bend. The town looked like it was about a square mile from the air, so if I assume a below-average packing efficiency for the houses given this place's clearly more humble origins and relatively newfound wealth because of Kyoshi's popularity leading to potential conflicts in the architectural-" Rangi clutched her head. "Get to the point!" The thin strip of visible face was crestfallen. "Nobody appreciates all the effort I go through to calculate things. Three hundred and seventy five buildings, assuming a fair bit are apartments or inns, that's about fifteen hundred people, most of which we can discard with a glance, and most of those we can't with a simple question, about one person a minute seems reasonable, half of one accounting for travel time. Twenty to forty hours of nonstop work. Agony."

Rangi snapped her fingers. "Did you ladies catch all that?" The Kyoshi Warriors seemed to meld out of the walls, as he stood there unimpressed. "Huh. I wasn't sure whether they were bodyguards or looking for an opening. Guess it's neither." Rangi looked at him with mild offense. "I can take care of myself and I can take care of you." He shook his head. "In a contest of raw power you'd charbroil me. But nobody on this planet can match my bursts of raw speed. I can go eleven miles in seconds, and if I so chose I could be from here to Whaletail Island in a matter of hours. Hard to kill what you can't catch." Her eyes glinted dangerously. "Are you sure you want to test that?" He grinned and rolled his shoulders. "Not right now, but once this is over, I'd be glad to. Having a group of people to round up suspects for me is nice, usually that was my job." She grabbed the nape of his neck and hoisted him into the air, a feat he had no idea how she managed with her comparatively short height. "You think I am just going to let you loaf off here while they are working their hardest?!" He shrugged, her nails pinching his skin. "Fine, Hiro, I'll try out something I've been wanting to do for a bit, and if it doesn't work I'll go help." He settled back into a lotus position and clasped his hands together, each grabbing the opposite wrist. He closed his eyes and his brow knotted before "Who's Hiro?" He flinched as he realized his mistake too late. "I'm not going to say. You sound so similar that if she wasn't Earth Kingdom I'd swear you were related. Now shush and let me concentrate."

Rangi watched silently as he moved his hands apart, stopping when the tips of his fingers touched. He swung his palms downward until they met in a pendulum's arc. An orb of sand appeared above his head. All of a sudden he opened his eyes and separated his hands, a small disc of sand in the space between. He clapped them back together and reseparated them just as quickly, leaving a flat crystal disk to fly up into the orb. By now the shape of the sphere had been completed. It was a milky white with a green iris and a black pupil, the slot of glass at the center. *Ding!* 'New skill created: Sand Eye Lvl 1: 9/1000 "I've heard of a third eye, but this is just ridiculous." Create an eye of sand to let you see far away places and people.

Costs: 500 SP, 50 HP

Range: ½ sq. mi.

It floated out of the building and someone outside let out a shrill scream. "D-did you just make an eyeball out of sand? And it's working?!" He shrugged. "You tell me. Oh, wait, I have something to tell you. There's a man approaching this building at high speed with a staff in his hand, and he has just destroyed the eye. Ow." He rubbed his right eye, which now had a slight red tint to it, as if he'd just held it open to the wind for a few minutes. "Mistress Rangi! The village is under attack by a spirit!" Shen waved at the bald, orange-clad man. "Hi! You're the second Air Nomad I've ever met. I'd appreciate it if you could not do that to the next one I make, they're really taxing." His eyes widened in confusion. "Wha- you can make a spirit?" Shen' head fell forward. "No, it's an eye, specifically one of mine, that I made for the express purpose of being lazy. You know this guy, ma'am?" Rangi sighed. "Jinpa, this is" she raised her fingers to put quotes around his name ""Shen," an earthbender that Kyoshi dragged in from the fight with Chin, who was killed by-" "None other than the Avatar herself. Should've seen it." She looked down at Shen in surprise. "What? I'm trying to keep a low profile. Besides, it would undercut her pretty badly if some teenager took care of it. I hate politics, but I know how to play the game." Jinpa's head whirled between the two of them. "Uh. Wait, that was you that I saw on the way here?" Shen shrugged. "The crevasse was Chin, the big pillar was me. If there's another new feature to the landscape, then it was probably Kyoshi. Now if you don't mind, I have to search for the spy without moving from this spot." He repeated the process he'd undergone earlier, another eye forming in place of the third one. "I've heard of people opening their third eyes, but I'm probably the only one to open a fourth without glasses."

Jinpa observed him for a moment before muttering to Rangi "Are you sure you can trust him?" She shook her head. "I want to, but he's not making it easy. He's hiding something, something big. Once I find out what, my answer might change." "I'm not hiding the fact that I can still hear you. Neither of you is nearly as quiet as you think." Rangi cast a glance at Jinpa who shrugged helplessly. "I've been bending the currents away from his ear the whole time. No normal person would be able to hear us." "Yes, well, I'm not normal. If you haven't surmised that much already, I'd be inclined to call you simple. Say, Mr. Jinpa. Do you play Pai Sho?" Shen flicked a round stone tile at him without looking and he fumbled to catch it when he saw the symbol on the tile. "What are you doing here?" He shrugged. "Whatever I want. I'm not a member, just a friend. Ooh, is that him? Nah, arm is fine. I can read the screams on their lips, oh that's not a scream, it's a… chant to ward off demons? Sorry, not gonna work, pal."

Then he opened his eyes and stood. "Well, he's going to think it did, I guess. Bring him in, if you wouldn't mind." The knock that sounded on the door died out after a single thump and it pushed open. One of the warriors walked in, holding a man with a lithe frame by his right arm, his left arm wrapped in bandages. She was still careful not to deal with him too roughly, and he was complying in an orderly manner. "Were you at the meeting where the construction of the palisade was discussed?" "No." Shen let his heartbeat flow through the floor and up his feet as he held his gaze. He shrugged. "Name." "Lu Kamun." He consulted the ledger and sighed. "Unfortunately it looks like you're telling the truth. You can let him go." The warrior released her grip and gave Shen the stink eye. "It would help if we knew whose names we were supposed to look for instead of dragging them all the way back here." He knocked himself on the head, surprising her. "Of course. One moment." Shen closed his eyes and slammed a fist into the ground, made of pliable limestone, probably so earthbenders could use it for visual aides. A slab the size of a sheet of paper and the thickness of a finger popped up with the remaining twenty four names on it. "These will cross off whenever one of you finds a person on the list, line straight through if they don't match, circle if they do. Good luck." She looked up at him bewildered. "These?" He waved a hand. "The others have already received their copies. Go on, you've got work to do." She strode back out of the door considerably less sure than when she had first arrived. He felt a scratch on the back of his head and concentrated. A yell from outside signaled that it had worked.

Rangi prodded his head. "How do you do that? Mass communication across the city instantaneously… this could revolutionize the Earth Kingdom's message system!" His tone turned as solemn as the air at a funeral. "I will never, ever teach this skill to another earthbender. It's the one thing that I have created that I do not intend to pass down. Now stop bothering me, it's hard enough updating them all and controlling the eye as it is." He went lotus again, his breathing deep and even. Rangi threw her hands up in the air. "Do you even realize how selfish you're being?! This could save lives! Natural disasters that would go unreported for weeks could be mitigated in a tenth the time! Raids by pirates and the few remaining daofei bands could be responded to instantly!" "Or people could summon the Avatar wherever she was needed at a moment's notice. Or diplomatic agreements could be carried out without risk to either party, the neutral playing field an unyielding piece of slate." His frankness silenced her. "Laws could be rolled out in minutes. Missing people could have their image plastered across the whole of the Four Nations in seconds. Even in combat the ability to communicate instantly and clearly with your officers can be the difference between life and death." Neither Rangi nor Jinpa was willing to speak. "Despite all the good it will do for the world, nobody, and I mean nobody, will learn this technique from me. I would sooner die. Ma'am, please, touch my outer left thigh, a few inches above my kneecap." She gulped in apprehension before poking that area of his pants.

When she felt no resistance her face was puzzled. She pressed deeper and he winced. "I am tolerant to pain, but even I can't take you pressing against my bare bones like that." The color drained from her face as she rolled up the leg of his pants. A gaping hole in his flesh going right down to his bone was revealed, barely wider than her finger. "Most people pay for their skills in blood, sweat, and tears. I pay in blood, bone, and flesh." Her face was aghast, and Jinpa's was as hard as stone. "Then… when you said making the eye was taxing…" he raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe I need to make the implication any clearer. Yes, I am mutilated whenever I use certain techniques. Twenty milligrams of flesh for twenty tablets, and a little more for the eyes. It is something I have learned to deal with. Now if you wouldn't mind, silence." This time, they were more than happy to accommodate his request, too shocked to do anything other than stare in silence at the bleeding, pulsing wound in his thigh. It slowly filled in with rock before their eyes, stemming the bloodflow and keeping his bloodstream going smoothly.

'Tao Himero, not it. Singh Laoda, match, presumably on his way. Ryuji Taiga… help? What does- Jacob you moron she needs help!' His eyes flashed open and he grabbed Jinpa and Rangi by the shoulders before they could react. "Be ready to fight, and don't puke." The words had no sooner left his mouth than they were swirling in sand.

June 24th, 11:30 AM

Yoyoka Port

The Streets

To their credit, Rangi and Jinpa only doubled over for a moment. Of course, this made him recall how Kyoshi hadn't even flinched at the experience. 'Maybe earthbenders don't get affected as much. Or maybe she's just the Avatar. Probably just the Avatar.' Shen's eyes had been scanning the area for the sign of #15, and he finally saw the hem of her dress. He darted over and pressed his fingers to her neck. "Pulse is strong." Her hand was next to the tablet, which she had passed out holding. Given the fact that the message was charred and not scraped away of soot, he had to assume that it had been sent before the fire had consumed a good portion of the right side of her body. Her armor had protected her well, doing its job, and he gave a good deal of thanks to the earth of a small vegetable garden for helping extinguish whatever remained. He knelt down and rubbed her shoulder. "Oi, are you alright?" A muted groan of pain was the sole response he got. "I'll take that as a no. I think I remember where the infirmary is."

Ten seconds later he returned after dropping off his charge. His eyes narrowed. 'No trace that I can see.' "Do you want him alive?" Rangi looked down at the ground where the ashes were from the downed warrior and her fist clenched. "I don't particularly care. He's dead meat either way." He nodded grimly, before taking a single, sharp breath. 'Menu, Perks, Detective, Activate.' A searing, red-hot lance of pain shot through his skull, but just as soon as it was there it was gone, replaced by a chilly, soothing calm. His eyes narrowed in on every detail of the scene. A footprint left in the dirt led right over where the warrior had been formerly had a small moist patch of dirt, and his nose caught a vile scent. "Urea, ammonia. He pissed on her. An idiot with a watersports fetish, perfect." The predatory grin on his face as he said it sent a shiver down his onlookers' spines. He took another deep lungful of air, getting the scent as completely as he could, before he took off like a bullet.

His feet pounded the ground as he followed the invisible trail wafting through the air. He almost started bending small lumps of earth to run on before realizing it would greatly inconvenience the citizens of the port, something that he was already doing as he darted through the crowds. The look on the thin strip of visible skin was bone-chilling, as people nearly threw themselves out of his way. The scent led inside a teahouse and he almost ripped open the door. Several people inside shouted out in fright as he weaved between tables. 'Overturned, tea spilled on the floor. Getting close.' Shen vaulted the counter and kicked through the door to the back room. A wall of fire shot forward at him from behind. Sand came up to guard his face and he struck the Sky Piercing Fist stance. A spear of rock shot up through the wood in the floor and produced the sound of a man gargling on his own blood. Shen sighed and let the sand fall away. The scab from a nasty dagger wound on the man's left wrist was hard to miss and he was certainly slight. He didn't need much proof that he was a firebender, the scorched sand providing that easily enough. Still, he solidified it into sandstone, the burnt shell floating back into his gourd. He grabbed the arm of the corpse and flickered away.

Jinpa gave a start of surprise when Shen reappeared in front of him with the corpse. Rangi gave the body a once over before peering closely at his face. "I've seen him at meetings before, and he's definitely one of the guards. It's safe to say this is him." Shen shrugged. "Not my finest work, but I don't care much right now. There is one last puzzle to solve, though." He placed his hands over the man's glossy brown eyes and pulled them away slowly. Two brown lenses came with his hands, revealing golden irises underneath. "Solved. Contacts to make him look Earth Kingdom. I can now consider this case closed." 'Menu, Perks, Detective, Deactivate.' The chill and lance returned in the opposite order this time, before fading into the back of his mind, ready to be used whenever the need arose.

Shen looked around, then down at the corpse. "So, should I, uh, clean this up?" Rangi shrugged before something came to her mind and she cursed under her breath. "Yes. Take it to the woods outside the village. Make sure the grave is marked, in case we need the body later." His head fell forward. "Need the- not even going to ask. Yes ma'am, I'll only be a moment." He dissipated in a cloud of sand, the corpse going with him. Jinpa glanced over at her. "Do you think he can hear us now?" She stared off in the direction of the forest. "He wouldn't be human if he could. What's on your mind?" His gaze followed hers, a look of reflection on his face. "Are you sure he is? His nose is like a dog, the physical boundaries of this world seem to mean nothing to him, and he can trade his own body for powers that shouldn't be possible for even the greatest of earthbenders." Rangi kept her gaze forward. "Oh, he's definitely human. How human he is is up for debate, but at least partially."

He reappeared and raised an eyebrow. "From the looks on your faces, you were discussing me again. It's not going to hurt my feelings if you say you don't trust me. I wouldn't either." Jinpa stepped forward, pulled down his mask, and shoved a piece of… something in his mouth. "Chew." Shen did as requested. He gulped it down, savoring the taste as it went. "That's some pretty good bread." Jinpa shook his head. "Not bread. Finely ground grain infused with salt and garlic, then heated over the flames from a vat of oil mixed with sweat. Spirits can't stomach it." Shen looked down at his stomach, then at his hands, then shrugged. "Not a spirit, I could've told you that." Jinpa stared at him for a second, then Shen felt something rumble in his stomach. 'Maybe it's not just spirits, but anything that isn't supposed to be here? Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!' He clutched his stomach and his mouth. Jinpa looked at Rangi triumphantly. "I told you! I-" "URRRRRRRRPPP!" The burp that came from Shen's mouth cut through whatever his next word was going to be. They both deadpanned. "Pardon me." He saw the looks he was getting and held up his hands. "What? Garlic makes me gassy."

June 24th, 12:00 PM

The Crevasse

Shen shook his head when he saw Kyoshi staring at the massive split in the dirt. "Figured I'd find you here. You already know, don't you?" She turned around and stared him down. "Yes. I found the corpses." He shrugged. "What could I do? They all knew my secret, and I certainly don't think they would've kept it. You wouldn't believe the hassle some of the stragglers gave me, though." Her left fan rose and a cone of rock surrounded him. "Nobody would have believed them. That was completely unnecessary." He shook his head, grazing the rock with his throat. "It probably was. But I wasn't going to take that chance. Lots of very, very dangerous people would come after me if that rumor spread." The cone tightened a little bit, constricting his windpipe. "There is a very dangerous person right in front of you. Now, give me the real reason."

"It would be easier to show you than to tell you." He flexed his muscles and the rock fell away. "You weren't actually going to kill me, were you?" Her eyes narrowed, resheathing her fans. "I'm still trying to decide on that." A chill ran up his spine as she said it with cold steel inside her eyes. He unclipped the Reaper from his side and tossed it over. "Emeradic Reaper, my trusty sword. She's stood by me through a hundred battles. Tap her pommel to your forehead and you'll understand." Kyoshi caught it as if she were handling a feather. "This thing is heavy." He sucked in a breath through his teeth. "Don't do that. She's sensitive about her weight. And don't call her a thing." Kyoshi looked at him like he was crazy, but his expectant stare and the roll of his fingers made her take a deep breath. She knocked the pommel with one hand, testing it for… he didn't know what she was testing it for. "You felt the weight. You know there's no room for anything other than rock." Kyoshi glared at him and his head fell forward. "Shutting up now." She pressed it to her forehead and collapsed as Shen warped over and caught her, laying her gently on the dirt. He sat in a lotus position a few feet away, waiting for it to finish.

Kyoshi sat bolt upright and looked at the sword in her hands, still in its scabbard. Shen opened his eyes. "I take it your meeting with Emera went well?" She tossed the Reaper back without a word. "How?" "Something about an ancient Avatar needing a way to control their bloodlust and focusing all of it in a ruby. Other emotions started to leak in, leading to, well, her. I usually keep her well-fed, but I've been on my best behavior recently, so I had to make it up to her somehow. I figured a hundred thousand souls was about as good as it was going to get. Besides, they were thieves, rapists, and murderers. Don't act like they didn't deserve it." 'Not to mention all those sweet fucking levels.' Kyoshi leveled her gaze at him again, evaluating him more closely now. "I don't think it's up to you to decide whether they deserved it or not." Shen rubbed the back of his neck, trying to get rid of the knot that had been there since last night. "They weren't just going to walk away, you know. Chin had other generals. One of them would've taken his place had an example not been set. Even if that wasn't the case, there were still nearly ninety nine thousand men walking around armed to the teeth. The next village they set upon would've been gutted, I won't paint a picture because I'm sure you know what I mean. This way, they're probably the last casualties of Chin's conquest. Excepting that bastard I killed earlier."

"Pardon?" He blinked before face-palming. "Whoops. Totally forgot the reason I came here. Mission complete, traitor found and exterminated with extreme prejudice. You've got a really useful group of girls working underneath you, I've never seen a police force hunt down suspects so efficiently." She raised an eyebrow. "I was under the impression you were going to do that." He scratched the back of his head. "I was too, then Rangi snapped her fingers. She's not bad at the detective schtick, but I wouldn't tell her to quit her day job." Kyoshi scowled at him. "You made my wife help you?!" His head fell forward. "Huh? I assumed you had asked her to keep an eye on me." They stared at each other for a second, crickets chirping in the background.

"Um. I feel this conversation won't go anywhere fast if we leave it here, so in the interest of time. What are you doing out here, exactly? I already dumped all the bodies down there under a few tons of rock, and to get them out would be pointless, unless you're intent on digging a lot of graves." A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "I thought on it, and I decided that your little joke isn't a bad suggestion. I have the power, so why not use it?" He rubbed his chin, before snapping his fingers. "The island thing?" Then his eyes widened as she turned around. He hastily formed supports of solid rock that encompassed his legs, turning into a pair of foot-thick domes. This was just in time, as a fierce wind whipped up around Kyoshi, her eyes flashing white for a second. She pulled out her fans and sliced them through the air to the right, and then the left, widening the crevasse considerably. 'So I'm supposed to keep my knees bent through the whole motion. Got it.'

Next, her stance shifted, from rigid and unmoving to light and bouncing on the balls of her feet with barely contained energy. She spread her fans wide and swept them forward, creating a titanic gust of air. Shen's lips would have flapped all over were it not for his mask. His hair ran wild with the wind, and he tried in vain to pat it down before sighing and continuing to watch the display of power. The ground started to quake under their feet and the ravine grew wider and wider, more and more seawater pouring in. The further apart the two sides became, the more sure Shen was that he was being moved. 'Wait. I was always under the impression that she separated the island and slid it along the seafloor, but if I'm feeling this right…' he took a deep breath and extended his seismic sense as far down as it could go. There was no friction at all. His eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped. 'SHE'S MOVING THE FUCKING TECTONIC PLATES?!' The next thought in his mind was 'Am I ever going to be that strong?' The second was 'She probably just made a tidal wave that's heading for the Southern Air Temple. Good thing they're up on a mountain, or they'd be pissed.'

Kyoshi kept it up for nearly thirty minutes before lowering her fans. A slight sheen of sweat had broken through her makeup, but other than that and a very faint shortness of breath she was completely unaffected when she turned around. He had already schooled his features, but something in his expression must have betrayed him. The smug grin on her face said that much. "Still going to be a smartass?" He rolled his eyes, a copy of that same grin underneath his mask. "No, never, ma'am. I'd sooner die than backtalk the Avatar. Got anything else to do out here, or do you want me to take you back to the village now, Governor of Kyoshi Island?" Kyoshi looked back at the horizon. "I suppose that is what I am now, isn't it? Return us." Then it clicked in her head. "Kyoshi Island? Is that where your imagination falls short?" He shrugged. "Figured that was the theme. It is the Kyoshi Warriors, right? Surprised it isn't Kyoshi Port too." A folded fan smacked him upside the head. "I am not nearly that narcissistic! And that is their name because I personally made their training routines." "Mhm, because the villagers are the ones who erected that massive statue in the middle of the town square." Her open mouth told him he'd hit the nail right on the head. 'Something tells me this is going to be fun.'

[Wyrmslayer] Jacob Hayes
Lvl: 62

Exp: 9,070/12,400

HP: 1,280/1,280

SP: 1,670/1,670

STR: 105 (1 point used, 15 points gained)

AWN: 38

INT: 54

CON: 98 (2 points used, 14 points gained)
SPD: 78 (8 points gained)
CHR: 79

Armor: [None]

Weapon: [Emeradic Reaper]

Perks: Silver Tongue

Gaia's Chosen

Detective (Inactive)

Acciona's Chosen

Traits: Prodigy

Easygoing

Observant

Devoted

Combat Proficiencies:

Unarmed Lvl 48

Double-Edge Dance Lvl 64

Earthbending Lvl 53 *Prestige Class Available!*

Waterbending Lvl 7

Skills: Great Aether Lvl 18

Power Dunk Lvl 36

Rising Tackle Lvl 39

Dancing Blade Lvl MAX

Buster Wolf Lvl 6

Sand Shield Lvl 24

Sand Flicker Lvl MAX

Bonus: Kyoshi's Stat Sheet (from Jacob's perspective)

[The Avatar] Kyoshi
Lvl: 193

HP: 2,160/2,160

STR: 213

AWN: 62

INT: 46

CON: 156
SPD: 58
CHR: 34

Armor: [Warrior's Kimono]

Weapons: [Jesa's Fans]

Perks: Avatar: You are the Avatar, the most powerful of all the benders in the world, an Icon of all four primal deities. Grants access to Airbending, Earthbending, Firebending, and Waterbending Combat Proficiencies.

Master Bender: The elements conform to your will as easily as if you were breathing. Moving titanic landmasses, creating typhoons, spewing infernos from your mouth, or making whirlpools the size of an island are effortless tasks for someone of your caliber. Reduces SP cost of bending actions by 95%.

Traits: Just: You have a strong moral code that you refuse to break, even in the most dire of circumstances, though this tends to drive away people whose morals do not align with your own. +15 CHR towards other "Just" people and those who align with your beliefs. -15 CHR towards "Unscrupulous" people and those who oppose your beliefs.

Giant: Your stature is far larger than that of the average member of your species. 1.5x multiplier to STR & CON.

Combat Proficiencies:

Warfan Mastery Lvl MAX

Earthbending Lvl 127

Firebending Lvl 93

Waterbending Lvl 85

Airbending Lvl 77