Xena

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**Xena** (ジーナ) is a Z class beastfolk guardian.

## Base Form

 Sell value

  Megashot, 50%Mega (Unlocks at level 20) | Inflicts a small amount of physical damage.
  Treasure Hunter (5%), Equip (Unlocks at level 90) | Improves the odds of getting items.

### Profile

A young huntress from a small forest. Her tribe
shuns the outside world, believing that they are
meant to come into the world in the same place
that they are meant to leave it. As a child of such
people, she is bound by their rules.

Her sense of smell is extraordinarily well-developed,
allowing her to catch even the faintest scents on
the passing wind. With enough familiarity, these
scents can provide a treasure trove of valuable
tracking information.

## DNA Form

 Sell value

  Gigashot, 30%Giga (Unlocks at level 40) | Inflicts a medium amount of physical damage.
  Terashot, 30%Tera (Unlocks at level 60) | Inflicts a large amount of physical damage.
  Stealth, Equip (Unlocks at level 90) | Slip past enemies and obstacles like a shadow.

### Profile

A young huntress from a small forest. Her tribe
shuns the outside world, believing that they are
meant to come into the world in the same place
that they are meant to leave it. As a child of such
people, she is bound by their rules.

Her sense of smell is extraordinarily well-developed,
allowing her to catch even the faintest scents on
the passing wind. With enough familiarity, these
scents can provide a treasure trove of valuable
tracking information.

On occasion she catches a whiff of an altogether
foreign scent wafting in from the north.

This particular one smelled nothing like the soil and
bark she was used to. It was all at once unmistakable
and unignorable. It was the scent of rusted iron, of
bubbling oil, of grimy industry, and she loved it. It was
like nothing she had ever smelled before.

A forbidden desire bloomed within her: to find the
scent at its source and fill her lungs to bursting
with its glory. A desire it would remain, however,
for no matter how strong the pull, she continued to
live a life of self-imposed isolation among nature. If
she could not go to the site of industry, then she
would wait for it to come to her... and sure enough,
it did.

One day, she met a travelling merchant and struck
up a conversation about the fabled place. After
hearing her fill of stories, she bought a selection
of his wares, with some cheap and gaudy jewelry
interspersed among a few tools. To her, however,
they were like crown jewels. Those who knew her
say that she enjoyed wearing the baubles for her
entire life.

## RNA Form

 Sell value

  Megashot, 80%Mega (Unlocks at level 1) | Inflicts a small amount of physical damage.
* Upgrades to Gigashot, 50% (Giga) at Lv 40.
  Gigashot, 50%Giga (Unlocks at level 20) | Inflicts a medium amount of physical damage.
* Upgrades to Gigashot, 80% (Giga) at Lv 40.
* Upgrades to Terashot, 50% (Tera) at Lv 60.
  Levitation, Self, 100% (Unlocks at level 1) | Levitate over floor traps for three turns.
* Upgrades to Levitation, Chain, 100% at Lv 20.
  [F] Field Control Time +2 Sec, Field (Unlocks at level 40) | Increases control time on the field map.
* Upgrades to [F] Field Control Time +5 Sec, Field at Lv 60.
  Treasure Hunter (10%), Equip (Unlocks at level 60) | Improves the odds of getting items.
* Upgrades to Treasure Hunter (50%), Equip at Lv 90.

### Profile

A young huntress from a small forest. Her tribe
shuns the outside world, believing that they are
meant to come into the world in the same place
that they are meant to leave it. As a child of such
people, she is bound by their rules.

Her sense of smell is extraordinarily well-developed,
allowing her to catch even the faintest scents on
the passing wind. With enough familiarity, these
scents can provide a treasure trove of valuable
tracking information.

On occasion she catches a whiff of an altogether
foreign scent wafting in from the north.

This particular one smelled nothing like the soil and
bark she was used to. It was all at once unmistakable
and unignorable. It was the scent of rusted iron, of
bubbling oil, of grimy industry, and she loved it. It was
like nothing she had ever smelled before.

What was once an overwhelming flood of fragrances
soon became a discernible amalgam of specific
smells. Once she could tell one scent from another,
she began to wonder what their owners, man or
machine, looked like.

With only her imagination to guide her, she began
fiddling with a needle and crafted multiple sets of
clothing that seemed, to her at least, to match up
with what she smelled.

In her cloistered existence, she herself never
realized the extent of her tailoring skill, but her
sense of smell, imagination, and tenacity were
all top-notch.