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Rincewind
AGE 35
HOMETOWN Sanctuary
ENLIGHTENED Child of Knowledge Unbound
TYPE Normal
LEVEL 01

RELATIONSHIPS

WAVER
FRIEND

GORDON
ACQUAINTANCE

YUUNA
ACQUAINTANCE

FELIKS
NEUTRAL

JACK
NEUTRAL

LUCAS
NEUTRAL

INVENTORY

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“Rincewind fought as he always fought, without skill or fairness or tactics but with a great deal of whirlwind effort. The strategy was to prevent an opponent getting enough time to realise that in fact Rincewind wasn’t a very good or strong fighter, and it often worked.” - The Light Fantastic

“I don’t know why, but the prospect of certain death in unknown lands at the claws of exotic monsters isn’t for me. I’ve tried it, and I couldn’t get the hang of it. Each to their own, that’s what I say, and I was cut out for boredom.” - Sourcery

“It dawned on him - very slowly, because it was a completely new sensation - that someone in the world was frightened of him. The complete reverse was so often the case that he had come to think of it as a kind of natural law.” - The Colour of Magic

“Rincewind was sitting with his knees under his chin and his hat pulled down over his head.
‘Why doesn’t it work?’ she said.
'You’re not saying the right words,’ he said.
'It doesn’t understand the language?’
'Language hasn’t got anything to do with it. You’ve neglected something fundamental.’
'Well?’
'Well what?’ sniffed Rincewind.
'Look, this isn’t the time to stand on your dignity!’
'You keep on trying, don’t you mind me.’
'Make it fly!’
Rincewind pulled his hat further over his ears.” - Sourcery

“Rincewind set off, wondering how you attracted onions. After all, he thought, although you see them hanging in ropes on market stalls they probably don’t grow like that, perhaps peasants or whatever use onions hounds or something, or sing songs to attract onions.” - The Light Fantastic

"Slowly, he reached inside his shirt and pulled out his pointy hat. It was red, or rather, it was the colour that red becomes after being washed, eaten, retrieved, scorched, buried, crushed, engulfed, washed again and wrung out far, far too often.

No wearing of pointy hats? Were they mad? He pulled at it a bit to get it back to its comfortable shapeless shape, and put it on. That felt much better. A pointy hat meant you weren’t just anyone." - The Science of Discworld 3

“It was, he thought, time for a few last words. What he said now was likely to be very important. Perhaps they would be words that would be remembered, and handed down, and maybe even carved deeply in slabs of granite.
Words without too many curly letters in, therefore.
I really wish I wasn’t here,’ he muttered.”

— Sourcery

Born and raised in Sanctuary, Rincewind could be summarized in one word1: disappointing. Accepted into an academy on the basis that the rest of his family showed Enlightened traits and thus, through the process of osmosis, Rincewind would have a dull glimmer of the same stuff as well, he, like an anchor, sank to the black depths of his class. He is the worst of the magi, just ask anyone. If being Enlightened was the apotheosis of existence then Rincewind somehow managed to dig a hole directly to the bottom. Rincewind is the eighth son of an eighth son. Sure, it looks fancy on paper, however the financial support for his education wasn't there. He became the magi equivalent to a high school drop-out courtesy of an abysmal test score and the absence of any real promise. Rincewind was a magus to no one, but himself2.

After flunking out of class, Rincewind let himself fall by the way-side. He busied himself in the library and worked as an assistant. While the other members of his family were out among the high tresses of society, Rincewind stayed with The Luggage and generally out of the way. In his downtime he poured through book after book on languages and geographies, the first for his enjoyment of dabbling in linguistics, the latter because he has absolutely no interest in visiting them. With Gigas looming over Sanctuary, he'd taken it upon himself to learn how to plead for mercy, scream, and yell for help in several languages. The threat was omni-present. As Rincewind drew into his mid-thirties, tensions spiked between Sanctuary and Gigas. The Resistance was formed.

When his kin ran off to fight Gigas, he joined the not-dying-anytime-soon club. Rincewind hid deeper in the library, drawing around himself a world of dry pages where the greatest threat was either the cutting edge of well-aimed words or the merciless slice of paper on unsuspecting fingertips.

He's only recently emerged from hiding, having heard the lapse of..well...people dying. Screams have a very distinct sound to them, and considering Rincewind had made it a prerogative to understand all the subtle nuances of screaming, he knew the ones he'd been hearing were the third-to-worst kind3.

1. ...Or rather, there are many choice words that may be used, but most serve as synonyms.
2. And maybe The Luggage.
3. The second and first are reserved for those particularly unpleasant, unspeakable sounds one hears in the dead of night, through thick walls and ventilated shafts. They were the kind that weren't meant to be observed, but were anyway by the particularly keen of hearing. Rincewind never asked, but he did read and every magus who called himself a magus (or maggus in Rincewind's case) knew of the experiments. Rincewind had been the only sensible one of his family to leave well enough alone.

ABILITIES
SPELLS
( codes by whambam )

POKEMON

THE LUGGAGE
| LVL 55 / BOLD, SEMI-HOMICIDAL
DISCHARGEASTONISHCONFUSE RAYTHUNDER SHOCKUPROARDOUBLE TEAMSHOCK WAVEOMINOUS WINDSUBSTITUTEELECTRO BALLHEXDARK PULSE (manifests itself as BITE)
ABILITY
WEAKNESSES
×2 ×2 ×2 ×2
RESISTANCES
×0 ×0.5 ×0.5 ×0.5 ×0.5 ×0.5
PERSONALITY
The Luggage is a travel trunk that has been possessed by a confused Rotom for as long as anyone can remember. Passed down through the family, The Luggage has finally landed in Rincewind's lap (so to speak) and is an impromptu protector of the youngest, least savy magus of the family. Rincewind has begrudgingly accepted its presence and treats The Luggage as if it were a growlithe with a handful more smarts than you'd expect a trunk to have...and without the burning bits.

The Luggage has been a luggage for quite a long time so where most Rotoms are feisty, mischievous creatures, The Luggage is a homicidal maniac hell-bent on devouring (maiming at the minimum) mobile piece of vaguely malevolent furniture to anyone who threatens Rincewind's immediate grasp of the mortal coil...providing the Luggage is in the vicinity for said threat. It generally sleeps benignly over the wardrobe and makes malicious creaky noises at passers-by.

Note: Infused with a dark core. Mechanical features include mechanical spider legs, a new lock, polished up teeth, tweaked hinges, and a newly glossed exterior.

LEVEL TRACKING

RincewindThe Luggage
beginning lvl112
week 76
week 77
week 7824
week 7912
week 807
week 81
week 82
week 83
+
0/243
total lvl155
- intensive training (double lvl yield that week)
- intensive search (cannot lvl that week)
electric/dark luggage: dark x0.5 ghost x0.5 bug x2 fight x2 fairy x2 psychic x0 <--DARK ELECTRIC-->electric x0.5 flying x0.5 steel x0.5 ground x2 = dark x0.5 ghost x0.5 electric x0.5 flying x0.5 steel x0.5 bug x2 fight x2 fairy x2 ground x2 psychic x0