Misadventures (Dungeon Crawler/Fantasy)

[grandsin]

Name: Yune (Yunn) Full name linked to a best forgotten past "Anastasia Yune Askerios"
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Human (with wolfbreed traits)
Class/es: Healer
Appearance: Standing around a 5'2 Yune is a fairly young woman with long white hair that reached mid back often tied with a blue ribbon to keep it out of the way. She has bright yellow eyes and pale skin she has a a habit of burning when exposed to the sun for to long. She has a slim figure that doesn't stick out much lacking much in the curves department that suitors may look for in a partner. A pair of wolf ears that are sensitive to loud noises rests on her head.
Clothing: long sleeveless velvet blue tunic with black tights and long black leather gloves reaching her elbow that has white cuffs. She has a brown belt loosely around her waist with multiple pouches on it on her left hand side. A royal blue scarf is wrapped around her neck loosely. She carries a large black cloak to hide her features.
Personality: A bright and caring person who can be empathic at times. She often comes off as a bit blunt at times due to her upbringing. Beyond that she is a bit bitter as a result of her past which she doesn't tell anyone much of. Beyond that she is one that can not stand to stay back while others are hurt and or in danger.
Background: Yune never knew her parents abandoned as a young child she was taken in by a group of traveling merchants. She grew up always on the move never really knowing a single place that she could call home. As she traveled she learned what she could form fellow travelers to books that her guardians had. She grew up knowing hard work and learned during her travels as a child the truth is often the best answer even if others may not like it.
Dungeon history: When the call to arms came to fight the Goblin Horde Yune was one to volunteer she wouldn't allow others to fight and get hurt not when she could have done something about it. Yes she went out to help in the cause to drive back the raiding goblins that was attacking the country side. She did so hoping to help the injured adventurers out there and hopefully keep her home safe. Though as she was aiding in the final confrontation a stray spell hit her as she was trying to heal someone causing her to grow wolf breed features.

Attributes (One exceptional, one good, two average, two poor, one abysmal)
Strength: abysmal
Dexterity: poor
Intelligence: exceptional
Cunning: average
Willpower: good
Charm: average
Luck: poor

Weapons: wooden staff A simple wooden staff with a gnarl on top can serve as a blunt weapon in case of emergencies
Armor: same as clothing
Skills:
Magic Lore
Medicine

Abilities:
- able to heal others by taking the injury onto themselves
- knows limited magic spells
- knowledge to craft rudimentary medicines

Spells
- Light orb: Creates a ball of light that can brighten dark areas within a certain radius
- light pulse: create a small bolt of light magic that can drive away enemies in a pinch
- heal: can heal small wounds with magic

Additional Info: Any extra info you need to convey?

Process Likes: Breast expansion, ass and hip expansion nekomimi(various animals), Height growth, multi breast
Process Middleground: futa, weight gain, corruption(done in reason), shrinking, full on anthro, bimbo
Process Dislikes: muscle growth, vore and other like things

[Silver]

Name: Verdant Mason
Age: 53 (Looks 20s)
Gender: Female (Originally male)
Race: Fox-breed (Originally human)
Class/es: Wizard/Foxy avatar
Appearance: Remade in Maya's image Verdant is a 6' tall fox breed. Long wavy, and fluffy golden hair runs down her back to her ass, side bangs reaching down towards her breasts on either side. Her ears poke up, twitching as she looks around with her sharp blue eyes on her feminine face, a playful grin her default expression. Her hourglass figure starts with breasts that have since swollen to K cups with plump sensitive nipples, a smooth belly and wide fertile hips that make her walk with a sway, her ass nice and plump, giving her a nice cushion when she sits. The most notable feature past her figure, would be her tails, a pair of golden fox tails poking out above her ass, each one three feet long and incredibly soft and fluffy.
Clothing: Royal blue kimono with white trim. Low cut, leaving her shoulders exposed with long sleeves. Wears a black bridal gauntlet on each arm. A black sash is wrapped around her waist and the kimono splits on each side at her hips just below that, leaving her thighs exposed while covering her front and back. The side tie of a pair of purple string panties is left exposed as well, black thigh highs covering most of her smooth legs.
Personality: Can be a sarcastic and playful, but some of her old grump tendencies still remain. Still, she means the best for those around her, trying to help them out as she can. Also an unrepentant pervert, something that's only gotten worse since the changes of the dungeon.
Background: Originally a keeper of books at a little town up the coast (the title makes it sound more important than it actually is) where they self taught themselves magic. An incident with a squirrel, a tub of grease and 32 soup spoons forced her into debt leading to her joining the group assaulting the goblins with the promise of money.
Dungeon history: Day one ended up stumbling across the fox spirit and dethroned godess, Maya. Feeding the fox enough Mana for her to reform she chose Verdant to act as her consort and living Avatar, changing his body into the foxy form it is now. Directing verdant in their travels to defeat the greenskins and reclaim her lands while having all sorts of fun and pranks on the way.

Attributes
Strength: Poor
Dexterity: Average
Intelligence: Exceptional
Cunning: Good
Willpower: Poor
Charm: Average
Luck: Abysmal

Weapons: Smooth wooden staff. Mostly used for poking walls, switches, bad guys, walking around, and the occasional dance.
Armor: Magically made kimono. Doesn't actually provide much/any defensive benefit but it's soft, comfortable and has a good view.

Skills:
History
Magic Lore

Abilities:
- Spell knowledge: Has a handful of spells memorized
*Summon smaller fish: Summon a fish the size of a trout or so.
*Fox Fire orb: Conjure a fire orb that can be held or thrown. Has grown more powerful with Maya's presence.
*Floating disc: Conjure a floating disk of force energy to carry things around. Now with cup holders.
*Conjure illusion: Conjures an illusion of whatever she imagines.
- Spirit Possession: Acting Avatar/host of the dethroned fox goddess Maya. Can tap into her power at times, and she can help out and cause trouble as her whims decide.
- Makeshift spirit exorcism: Can reduce the effects of magical afflictions on others by a small amount by consuming them herself.

Process Likes: Moderate growth/shrinking (between 1 feet to 10 feet), BE (Anything that might immobilize should be temporary and easy enough to undo), hair expansion (Touching the floor as a bit of a limit... But fluff them tails up), lactation, other inflation (cumflation is fine, mostly stuff that will work itself out), hourglass TF, tentacles. (Lots of stuff can work here, just ask)

Process Middleground: (Don't mind these, and as they help the story out) Mild mental mental changes, Futa, pregnancy

Process Dislikes: AP, WG, corruption, most things done to an extereme

[Ulchaban]

Name: Reina
Age: 200 years (But looks to be on her 20's)
Gender: Female
Race: Dark Elf/Vampire hybrid
Class/es: Mage/Swordsman
Appearance: Tall curvy elf, around 6ft in height. She has white smooth hair that is often tied in a ponytail, and its ends are red, with drill-like bangs on the sides and an uneven fringe over the forehead. Her skin is tan-colored, and her ears are pointy and long. She has vampire fangs, with one sticking out. She has sizable H-cup breasts, but she's very bottom-heavy, with a pronounced bubble butt and thick thighs that have almost no gap between them, with wide pronounced hips.
Clothing: White skirt that reaches her knees, with tight black shorts underneath. She also has a white top that covers mainly her bust, exposing her midriff, and leather boots. She has a brown leather belt with a scabbard attached.
Personality: She is experienced thanks to her age, though she is laid-back and a little cocky. She also likes being praised and drinking. She gets easily angered if insulted, and has a tendency to lose focus when casting a spell if she's too agitated. which can cause her spells to backfire or fizzle out. Her personality becomes completely cheerful and outgoing when she's drunk, and even pervy.
Background: Not much is known about Reina outside that she got in a weird accident when she was drunk and ended up knocking out an important noble by smothering them with her butt and had to run away because of that. She doesn't like talking about it.
Dungeon History: She was previously trapped in the dungeon after accidentally triggering a powerful expanding spell. Her curves swelled to the point she couldn't walk through the hallways, and had to wait for someone to rescue her. She's still feeling the occasional spurts, and has to use a special ring to keep her figure from swelling all over again.

Attributes
Strength: Good
Dexterity: Average
Intelligence: Exceptional
Cunning: Poor
Willpower: Abysmal
Charm: Good
Luck: Poor

Weapons: Falchion Elven sword, for close combat. Magic scepter of Dark Elf origin. Has a claw attached to it holding a dark purple glass orb.
Armor: None, since she relies on protective spells.

Skills:
Magic lore
History

Abilities:
-Magical power: She can cast a wide range of spells and enchantments.

-Fencing: Expertise with swords.

-Nocturnal Mana Regeneration: As an Elf-Vampire hybrid, she can regenerate mana at night.

Process Likes: Hourglass expansion, weight gain/belly expansion, BE, butt expansion, height growth/giantess, nekomimi TF or monster girl TF.

Process Middleground: Inflation, anthro TF, hypnosis

Process Dislikes: Anything involving bodily waste, inanimate TF.

[AlbionWalker]

Name: Alexa Lancaster
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Hooman
Class: Lancer
Appearance: Alexa is a 5'8" woman with red hair and green eyes. She's built slim but strong, with B-cups and a small waist. Her skin is olive.
Clothing: Alexa generally wears light leather armor over a tunic and pants, valuing mobility over strong protection in her fighting style. The colors she tends to wear are earth tones, and some blues depending.
Personality: Alexa is a serious sort, prone to taking her adventures at face value; Go in, save the girl, kill the monsters, get the loot. Underneath, she can be friendly, but towards people she doesn't know she has a very frosty persona.
Background: Alexa came from nothing; She never knew her parents, and grew up in an orphanage where she was expected to do hard labor to earn her keep. When she turned 18, she was kicked out on to the streets with nothing to her name. She took up adventuring to make ends meet, armed with a pitchfork 'borrowed' from her old home and not much else. However, she was able to quickly make name for herself by showing a natural talent for the polearm, eventually graduating from the pitchfork to her weapon of choice, the glaive.
Dungeon History: Alexa is the reinforcements. When the first party failed to accomplish their mission, Alexa was sent to reinforce them, or, at the very least, discover their fates. She's made it this far unchanged, by skill with blade and with her own savvy about danger.

Strength: Good
Dexterity: Exceptional
Intelligence: Poor
Cunning: Average
Willpower: Average
Charm: Poor
Luck: Abysmal

Weapons: Steel Glaive
Armor: Leather cuirass

Proficient Skills:
Acrobatics
Stealth

Abilities:
Polearm Mastery: You know all the Polearm tricks from training a practical experience, and are proficient with its use in combat.
Dodge: Your armor and agility give you a chance to dodge attacks, as long as you're in light armor.

Process Likes: Monstergirl TF (esp Werewolf, Vampire, and Succubus), corruption, contagious TF, clothes bursting, undeath.
Process Neutrals: Moderate BE, bondage
Process Dislikes: The Usual (scat, vore, snuff, so on), weight gain, immobilizing expansion, bimboification, ABO.

[Chris_B]

Name: Beltran Vendalash
Age: 24
Gender: Male (For now... >:3)
Race: Human initially, now Wolf-breed (most of the time...)
Classes: Hunter/Archer
Appearance: With shaggy auburn hair and the beginnings of a beard, Beltran stands at just under six feet tall. He has a lean build, which goes well with his chosen profession: hunter. While in town, he usually keeps his clothing simple: a green shirt and dark blue pants. But, out in the wild, he dons a leather cuirass and fur lines greaves, boots, and gauntlets. He covers that with a dark green hooded cloak, with a silver wolf's pelt acting as a mantle for the cloak.

Personality: Caring and easy-going, Beltran is rarely without a smile. He is always quick to help anyone in need, especially if she's a good-looking lass.

Background: A hunter from a small village to the north, Beltran is passing through the town, looking for work and good companionship.

Dungeon History: In the dungeon, before the big battle, Beltran was cursed to become a curvy bunny-breed who could barely wield her dagger and lost all of her bow skills. It was only by making a pact with a god of hunting and nature that she regained her skills, along with becoming a wolf-breed. However, during the battle itself, his gender was flipped again as he was hit with a cowifying curse before being made soft and submissive.

In the aftermath, Beltran managed to get the wolf-breed form restored, but the god was outraged by his seeming defeat and cursed him to become Belle at seemingly random. Now, the wolf-breed delves into the dungeon once more to find a cure for this were-cow/woman/bimbo curse and break his bond with the god of the hunt, along with defeating the larger threat that dwells within. Otherwise, he becomes Belle full time, a submissive and voluptuous cow-bimbo who will obey the first person she sees, for the rest of his... her days.


Attributes-
Strength: Poor
Dexterity: Exceptional
Intelligence: Average
Cunning: Average
Charm: Good
Luck: Poor

Weapon of choice: Wooden Recurve Bow
Armor: Leather hide

Feats/Abilities:
-Piercing Shot: Fully drawing the bow back takes time, but puts enough force behind the arrow, aimed at the right spot, to pierce all but the thickest hides and armor.
-Quickdraw: Is capable of firing up to three arrows in rapid succession by holding two along the grip of the bow.
-Lovable Goof: There's just something about Beltran that draws members of the opposite sex...
-Keen Eye: Can detect minor traps and tracks of lower-tier beasts.

Additional Info: Keeps a dagger on his belt for times when his bow might fail him. Knows how to cure and tan hides into leather.

Process Likes: Breast/Ass/Lip/Hair/Tongue/Pussy Expansion, Mental Alterations, Mammal TF (Ears/tails all the way up to near full animal, ask if unsure), GTS (up to about 18-20 ft), Shrinking, Multiboob, Lactation

Process Middleground: Mild WG, Belly Expansion/Pregnancy, Dragon TF (Tail, Wings, smattering of scales) AP, anything not listed above or below just ask

Process Dislikes: Insect/Reptile TF, AR below 17

[shadow21viper]

Name: Raven Southwind
Age: 18
Gender: Ambiguous (Formerly male)
Race: Slime (Formerly Human)
Classes: Slimily Wind Mage

Appearance: Raven is a fleshy pink colored slime that stands about 5'6" normally. His appearance will vary due to his or her shape shifting abilities. She seems to prefer a more feminine shape with long tendril hair that rests on her shapely bottom. Her normal breast size sits about B-cup, although with the amount of bustiness of the other women in the group she wills hers up to D-cup.

Her masculine form closely resembles his look when he was human. Short unkept hair and a cute looking face. One difference is his arms are longer in this form to make up for his shortened hair tendrils.

Clothing: Her boots...

Personality: Raven is nice and polite. He's willing to help others and try to find a non-violent solution to some problems. He has a sense for adventure and learning. Because of when he hails from Raven is a little naive when it comes to the big city life.

Background: Raven comes from a village in the east Great Plains. Where farming and raising livestock make up more of the daily village lifestyle than training warriors and mages. The young man is one of the few who can practice the villages wind magic. He started studying when he was about 10 and didn't start casting till he was 14. Raven is an average spell caster. He can successfully cast spells most of the time but occasionally a spell will fail or backfire sometimes destroying something or ruining someone's garden. The other villagers didn't appreciate such things but at the the young man was quick to fix the issue. The elder mages figured the young man should leave the village to see the world and maybe learn some new magic. The timing couldn't be more perfect for his departure. A viscous wind storm swept across the plains. The elder mages used the energy of the storms to make air stones, used in their staffs and fetch a nice price with big city merchants. Once the storm had passed Raven was given his own staff before he left for his journey.

Dungeon history: Raven joined the group in the hopes to gain some experience between controlling his magic and maybe learning some new magics along the way. The first two delves into the deeps main path were met with fierce opposition. Unfortunately for the young man everyone around him kept changing in one way or another. When his group returned from the second trip only to find their camp in ruins. The group didn't have a moment to process the scene as they were ambushed by supposed bandits. Raven was knocked into one of the wrecked tents, landing on some sort of potion.

Once the battle was over the young man tried to take a moment to mend his air stone that had melted in his hand. Sadly it was a sign of what was to come. Soon his whole body started to melt. Skin, muscle, bone, every part of his body melted into a slimily puddle. Thankfully as if by some sort of miracle Raven slowly started regaining form. At first he was just a mound a goop but after touching or being touch by some of the others in the group he would change into that persons shape if unbidden. Come the next morning everyone could see that Raven had formed a core within her slimily form. Oddly it seemed to resemble her air stone but the pattern was very much different than before. Unfortunately there was no reversing the slime form back to normal. His core was also a soul stone. Somehow, some way, the young man's soul had merged itself with the air stone and the two are now one. Raven was sad at the news but tried to see it in a positive outlook.

A little bit if we decide to skip ahead:

Raven was overwhelmed during the last battle. Hell. The whole group was overwhelmed with all of the goblins they had to fight. When the group finally had Maguma on the ropes, the little coward decided to cast his chaos magic. Deadly magic that would change any mana user into a living bomb. Raven had seen his spell before. Quickly she reacted running towards the pale blue orb stretching herself out to protect the others. He was prepared to die. Subconsciously he wanted to live to see the great things Mother Gaia and the others had to show him. Raven ejected his core with some slime out of his main body. Then the chaotic magic made contact with the slime's body. At first nothing happened, the magic slowly working away making a bomb out of his body. Then Raven's body started to swell and distort with each second giving his comrades time to find some cover. His body exploded effecting friend or foe who didn't find cover. All that was left of Raven was a slimed covered core (whether someone pick it up or not).

Attributes (One exceptional, one good, two average, two poor, one abysmal)
Strength: Abysmal
Dexterity: Poor
Intelligence: Good
Cunning: Average
Willpower: Average
Charm: Exceptional
Luck: Poor

Weapons: Her tendrils
Armor: Um... the surface tension of jello.

Skills:
Animal handling
Nature

Abilities:
Wind Magics: Raven has a handful of magic at her disposal. Varying from attack, defense, and healing.
- Aero: A basic defensive spell surrounding the user with a wall of wind. The wall of wind can be casted around the opposition hindering their movement. Can cast the next level Aerora but fails or backfires more often than not.
- Air slash: An offensive magic sending a dense wind towards the target causing damage.
- Wind words of power: Basic magic words the elder wind mages teach the young mages. Used to stagger or thrust danger away from the user. The words of power are fus ro dah.
- Soothing winds: A gentle wind surrounds the target to heal wounds

Adapting slime: Turning into a slime isn't all bad. Raven has gained the ability to transform into others just by touching them. She can also change her shape at will. Having no skin or organs means this slime can take a beating but the feeling of discomfort still remains. He also has regenerative abilities though a bit slow at this time. The regeneration seems to work faster after Raven eats or some healing magic to boost its effect.

Being a slime also has its downside too. Raven can only absorb so much liquid before her body loses its viscosity. She is vulnerable to heat and cold. Excessive heat will cause her to shrink. Cold will make him lethargic, too much and he will go into a hibernation like state until warmed up again. Another downside is an unexpected one. After turning into a slime her air stone seems to have become a part of her. At times she seems to.. inflate. Either from a emotional reaction or from a failed magic cast.

Additional Info: Any extra info you need to convey?

Process likes: Anything goes for me. Though I prefer BE, hourglass, partial animal TF, monster TF, inflation, and mini-GTS
Process meh's: Anything I haven't mentioned
Process dislikes: Futa, Inanimate, and weight gain.

*sigh* Finally got this up. Sorry for taking so long.