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@Kaalee@NefariusDestiny@actual skeleton@SeerOfNone

The goal is to get at least one more round of posts in over the next week. Afafik, @NefariusDestiny will be posting next to integrate @SeerOfNone, then we'll go from there.
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Oh...none of us used the header for IC. We'll start next round of posts.
I'm going to have us assume that Ivory told Sapphira her name while they were walking to the church.
Brushing the last bit of the potion across the door frame, Ivory whispered the incantation to seal the ward inside of her shop. While it wouldn’t stop anyone from actually causing harm, it did give off a subtle influence that would make them think twice before doing something of ill intention. Her family had used the same recipe for years on the blankets they passed out to the homeless around the church, in an attempt to reduce the criminal element in the area. She cleaned up the herbs she had used and drank the last bit of mead resting in the bottom of her cup. It wasn’t her favorite drink to mix with blood, but she liked to keep the more expensive wines for when she closed the shop at the end of the day. She rinsed out the glass and put it away, then went and officially opened for the day.

There were many festivals that had graced Delteria in her lifetime, especially now that so many new races and religions were abounding in the area, but the Festival of the Era was by far the most elaborate that Ivory had experienced. Shopkeepers opened earlier, stayed open later and were experiencing record sales. Magicians came in from areas Ivory was only familiar with through rumors to perform, food was being made and consumed like never before, and the Fae were even spotted out and about. The decorations in the town center were so intricate and mesmerizing that she was convinced they must have been created by magic.

Ivory flipped the lock on the shop door and pushed it open, propping it with a heavy stone. Customers came in and out constantly for the day. However, two men eventually entered that caught her eye – a Naga who gave off an uncomfortable persona and Stravier, a member of the Veracity guild. He certainly wasn’t her favorite customer but he was consistent with his order and always paid so she kept to herself and got him out as quickly as possible. She put together his wound sealing salve, made mostly of honey and clove oil, a lavender potion to ward off insomnia, and two packets of a cinnamon herb mix that she knew he liked to put in his cider.

While she wrapped the packaging, Ivory overheard Stravier talking with the lizard about the Festival, as well as the anticipation of a new Nebula falling. It was exciting to think about. What would this new being look like? Would they remember falling? There were contradicting stories as to whether Vulcure remembered his falling and since Ivory had never met the man, she had never heard the rumor put to rest either way.

A wispy fairy entered her shop that interrupted her thought process. The Fae headed to the counter right away, stood on the tips of her toes, and gazed right into Ivory’s blue eyes. “Hi, I’m Sapphira. I’d like a peppermint lip balm please.” Her wings glistened in the candle light of the shop and her snow colored hair had a light flow, as if working under its own power. Ivory turned and set the small jar on the counter.

“Alright. Is there anything else I can get you?” she asked, trying not to get caught up in the uncommon sight in front of her. It was rude to stare, after all. The fairy seemed to pause in consideration before answering. While Sapphira contemplated the supplies across Sacred Heart, Ivory dropped the wrapped package for Stravier on to the counter without a word. He reciprocated with a payment of gold and the two men left the shop.

“Well,” the fairy began, “what else do you have?” Ivory smiled at her inquisitive nature. Its was similar to her own, although she would never be as blunt. She turned and grabbed the nearest potion. It was one she had been working on for a long time but had yet to perfect.

“I like to call this Augeretis. I’ve been working on it for a while. Its simple purpose is to heighten magic use. One of the problems we run into most is our inability to tap into the flux itself, so I use this mix to enhance the flux channeling abilities of blood. There’s ones that blocks it t-“ The ring of the bells in town cut her off mid sentence. It was nearing time. “Are you going?” she asked, curious if the Fae even cared enough about a new Nebula. Surprisingly, the fairy perked right up.

“Of course!” she proclaimed, excited at the prospect. “It’s not every day that a piece of the god falls to us.” Her wings flitted in rhythm with her words. Ivory couldn’t help but become somewhat enthusiastic herself. Her own curiosity was now at peak levels.

“Well, why don’t we head out to the church together then?” She moved to close the door. It was a bit earlier than she normally liked to end her day but seemed totally worth it. While Sapphira had her back turned, seemingly watching the events out of the shop window, Ivory grabbed a couple small vials of blood. They would be enough to get her though the night. “Ready?” she asked, turning back to the small girl.

Once the two made it to the church, they were greeted at the door by Vulcure himself. Ivory was a bit caught off guard, being able to experience the presence of someone she viewed as a celebrity, but quickly composed herself when making a slight bow to him as he shook her hand. The girls quickly found their seats and watched the display in front of them. Glancing around the room, Ivory saw the lizard that had been in the shop earlier in the day. But soon, she was easily caught up in the drama of the play, her emotions becoming captivating as she watched Cynthia die. Her family had always worshiped the goddess and it was surreal to see the portrayal of her death in person.

Suddenly a bright streak was visible in the sky. It seemed to catch most everyone off guard. Ivory rubbed her fingers together slightly, channeling the flux to read the emotion of the room. Most of it was amazement. The crowd cheered as the object hit the stage. Is this part of the performance? she wondered. Sapphira seem worried next to her. “This isn’t part of the play, is it?” Ivory asked. Sapphira just shook her head. The two watched as Vulcure approached the stage, the exact spot the Nebula had landed.
Alright, so @NefariusDestiny has written the first post, outlining the start of the story. Now, @Kaalee,@actual skeleton, and I will write the same events, from our character's perspectives, and how we react to the nebula fall. Then we can pick up the story from there. Good?
Ivory

Human/Vampire, Female




Appearance (description): appearance pic, roughly 5' 7" with a lean build, confident mannerisms, clothing doesn't stand out or indicate any form of wealth/lack of wealth

Age (<50): 25

Personality: Polite but reserved. Straightforward, tenacious and somewhat selfish. Curious, adventurous and calm. Can be witty and sarcastic but isn’t usually the first to speak up. Morally ambiguous. Meticulous and organized but has a rebellious spirit.

Occupation: Healer

Brief history: She was born into and raised by a religious family. She learned medicine through family practice and left out on her own after turning 20. Through old manuscripts (found in the apothecary shop she purchased) she learned of a man named Celderon, who studied something he called "thistlization" almost 150 years earlier. After becoming obsessed with the idea of magical properties originating within blood, Ivory spent all of her knowledge, resources, and time to study and recreate the thistlization process as well as to more efficiently harness the magic from blood. Xen learns of her and takes interest in her continuation of his work. He ends up finding her and turning her into a vampire - something he had not done before.

Aspiration: Seek out Elk to take her blood, which she believes grants endless magic usage

Flaw: Aversion to large/fast moving bodies of water

Inventory: Various home brewed potions and remedies, minimal blood supply in a non-descrip container, necklace
Character Colors



Caeleo, c17913
Tarkus, 695fd8
Ivory, 40ceb6
Sapphira, fff200
Igneous, e0115f
Tavren, 6effff



Paintings of Xeron




|History|

In the beginning, there was Czar and there were Fae. Fae were higher beings who acted as a collective, selectively evolving to enable themselves to harness more flux, the energy that enables magic use. Czar was the only God. He spoke and created the Czarian Coterie, a group of Gods tasked with overseeing the universe in his place. This included Cynthia, Nebula, Porcine, and Xeron. After this, Czar went silent. From these four, many other gods were created to rule the different aspects of the universe. Xeron was given the ability to create inhabitable paintings, the first of which were Y’vera, the Oscuarry, and The Sky to protect his paintings from the void. The goddess of nature, Elk, took favor with the world of Y’vera and gave it life. The flux of the void was too strong for mortal life on Y’vera, so Elk created the Crystal of Balance to keep most of it at bay. Life thrived on Y’vera, but was unable to develop advanced consciousness. Czar saw this, and in combination with his displeasure of his Coterie in ruling the void, killed Cynthia, Porcine, and Nebula, forcing them to be reborn as mortals in each of the paintings: Cynthia to Y’vera, Porcine to The Oscuarry, and Nebula to The Sky.

With the advent of mortals, Xeron took pity on their souls and designated the Oscuarry as their final resting place. Nebula took advantage of the empty painting of The Sky and fractured himself into thousands of shining beings with which he could observe all other paintings. Elk willingly killed herself to be with Cynthia and rule over nature on Y’vera. She seeded Cynthia with the first human, and they became progenitors of humanity.

Those beyond the first generation aged and died. It was at this time that the new Czarian Coterie began to take interest in the affairs of the mortal world. They began exercising their will over humans like pawns in a game of chess. Religions formed, but it wasn’t enough for some Gods. Some radicals decided to join their followers in Y’vera by killing themselves to be reborn as mortals, sometimes creating new races of their own. Tension in Y’vera rose, until Coyote, father to a race of beasts disguised as humans, usurped Cynthia as ruler of the the human continent Ephesus. He attempted to rule from the capital city Delteria, but was met with the resistance of the an army led by two human brothers, Storxx and Rolark. Together they drove Coyote and his followers off the mainland of Ephesus, to The Venison, a desolate desert wasteland off the coast, where Elk’s touch hadn’t yet reached.

Storxx and Rolark established themselves as leaders of the new world, creating two cities on the island ithica, the home to the Crystal of Balance. Odium was Storxx’s city to the north, and Lucre was Rolark’s city to the south.

Around this time the first 100 year cycle was completed and a star fell from the sky marking its passing. This star was the Nebula Vulcure, who chose to fall into Y’vera. His physical form was torn from him during his descent to Delteria. He crashed into the stonework and rebuilt his body using the materials around him. Some called him a golem, but the reality was he was very much living with a crystal core containing his spiritual self. Vulcure became an influential figure in Delterian politics, working closely with Storxx and Rolark.


|Current Day|

100 years have passed since Vulcure’s arrival, and the turning of the Era is just a few days away. The city of Delteria is anticipating another Nebula’s arrival, and as such has prepared a large festival for everyone to celebrate in. The world is largely at peace and has been since Storxx and Rolark’s victory, except there are a few more races in Delteria than there were at this time 100 years ago. There are even a few Fae in attendance who have evolved mortality. Storxx and Rolark have grown old, but are not dead yet, as second generation humans still live remarkably long lives. Leadership of Ephesus has passed to Falen Kaltai, who rules alongside Cynthia II. Politics have become complicated due to the involvement of a powerful Delterian guild called Veracity.

Our characters meet in a Delterian district, Lower Bethany, at the Church of Midway. They are there to watch special performances by the mages of the Arcane Heights, who reenact the Cynthian Wars and arrival of Vulcure, their guest of honor.


|Races|

Human
Descendants of the Goddess Cynthia. Inhabit most of Y’vera, but mainly Ephesus.

Ashen
Dark, ashy skin. Mixed race of all races on Y’vera. Mainly live in the Darkshire as outcasts. Humanoid.

Ogre
Descendants of the Gods Ocan and Ogren. From the islands Ocan and Ogren.

Nebula
Descendants of the god Nebula, mostly live in The Sky as stars. One selectively falls to a painting of their choice every 100 years. Body is made up of inorganic matter. (If you pick this let me know. There are not many Nebula in the world of PoX)

Fae
Descendants of evolved Fae. Live in a Fae city named Tarver built in the middle of the ocean.

Small humanoids with wings. (¼ size of humans)

Naga
Descendants of the god Tiamat. Females take snake-like form. Commonly referred to as Sirens. Males take lizard-like form. Lives in Silent-run and The Venison.

Male: Rough scaly skin. Lizard-like Humanoid. Thick long lizard tails.

Female: Snake-like and smooth scales from the waist down. Waist up normal humanoid with dark colored skin (purple, grey, etc). Some born without cavities for nose, mouth, ears, or eyes.

Golems
Artificial race created through clever use of flux and crystals. Arguably not really sentient. Inhabit Feyere. Composed of inorganic matter, besides their crystal cores.

Lycan Variants
Originally descendants of the god Coyote. Disguise themselves as humans. Lycanthropy affects different races in different ways.

Vampiric Variants
Beings infected with vampirism. Don’t age.


|Character Requirements|

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This is my color: 40ceb6
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