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Scion: Children of Light

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Scion: Children of Light

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Scion: Children of Light

I encourage those of you working on/finalizing Character Sheets to take a look at the "new" Apocrypha section of the OP. It contains a lot of information, some of which was squirreled away in my PMs or in the last IntCheck.

World Beyond the Lexicon

I can't help but feel like the Train Arc has suffered a bit of a slowdown. When was the last time we heard from Blu? More than a week ago?

Scion: Children of Light - Bronze Age Fantasy Magic Academy

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Scion: Children of Light

S C I O N

SCION CODEX

Ea

Ea is a harsh world, mostly desolate, with most of its landmass given over to searing desert and rugged mountain ranges. Dark blue seas break up the landscape, with thick vegetation lining the coasts. Days are short but hot, and the night skies are filled with the beautiful radiance of the cosmos that surrounds Ea, as well as its single moon, known to the Photepi as Kali. The very world seems to be seeped in magical energy, which infuses the people and creatures of Ea with its power, creating strange monsters and inexplicable natural phenomenon.

Photep

The history of Photep begins roughly five-hundred years ago, with a people known as the Aemeni. Roving tribes of desert nomads, the Aemeni counted many witches among their number, which was both a blessing and a curse. They paid dearly for the gift of magic among their people, and suffered terribly from the scourge of mutation. Many of their children would be born dead or deformed, and their lives were often cut short by cancer and premature aging. This sickness, which they called the Sybaris, had made the grueling task of surviving in Ea's harsh wilderness almost insurmountable, and their people never numbered more than a thousand at a time.

This all changed with the coming of the Crimson King. Legends differ on the truth of his origins; some say he was a miracle child born to the Aemeni, others claim he descended from the heavens on a falling star. Regardless, when he grew to manhood, he proved to be the most powerful witch that any of the Aemeni had ever seen. In this, he was the first true Sorcerer. He was able to cure the Sybaris and united the scattered Aemeni tribes into a single people, and together they carved out a home where they could be safe and prosper. This city would be known as Photep, and the Crimson King was its first and only ruler.

Photep has grown in leaps and bounds in the intervening centuries, and now its population rests comfortably in the millions. The Aemeni bloodline still remains the majority within its people, but over the years other tribes have come to Photep seeking shelter, safety, and civility, and have integrated seamlessly into the population (after examination to prove they do not carry Sybaris). The Photepi people pride themselves on the meritocracy of their civilization; if one is excellent in their craft, be it science, sorcery, technology, or even simple farming, then they will be exalted and prosper. This is not as true as many would like it to be, as a small but stable underclass persists in Photep, largely comprised of non-citizen refugees that have slipped in through the cracks, or build shantytowns along the ports or against the city walls. The government is aristocratic as well, with land-owning nobility collecting tithes from the laborers and craftsmen in their jurisdiction, which are then forwarded onto the Crimson King and the city's various governmental institutions.

Two major political factions have emerged over Photep's history. The Lions, comprised mostly of the city's aristocratic ruling class, as well as its military leaders, are political conservatives, concerned primarily with Photep's prosperity, safety, and stability. Their counterparts are the Eagles, mainly made up of Photep's scientists, scholars, sorcerers, and other intellectuals. More progressive, the Eagles push for the advancement of knowledge and the welfare of the city's people, seeking to reform that which they see as impeding their freedom or opportunity. Every Photepi citizen has the right to petition the city's government, but these political factions generally consolidate and strengthen petitions before they are presented to the Rehati, the city's ruling council which seats the Crimson King at its head. The Crimson King himself is represented by a heraldic Sphinx, symbolizing his hegemony over all of Photep.

Most laborers, craftsmen, scholars, and even artists are organized into formal bodies known as Fellowships. Equal parts worker's guild and labor union, Fellowships are divided up by craft or discipline and represent the interests of their practice to the Rehati. Fellowships maintain fair labor practices, safety standards, and ensure proper compensation for its members. They also provide financial and material support for their members when needed, and organize their petitions to the Rehati or local lords. Freelancers that do not belong to any Fellowship are still subject to its standards, but cannot benefit from its support.

Political, artistic, and religious expression are surprisingly well-tolerated within Photep, as diversity and discussion is encouraged to drive the city to new heights of thought and understanding, though its citizens are expected to "refrain from barbarity" and disruptions to social order are swiftly halted. Scientific research has almost no legal or ethical restraints placed on it, though this is often a point of contention between various scientific and philosophical Fellowships. Magical and military matters, however, are governed by entirely separate bodies than the Fellowships.

Cults of Heka

Sorcerers do not organize into Fellowships, but rather belong to institutions as old as Photep itself: the five Cults of Heka. Cultural remnants from the days of the wandering Aemeni, the Cults organize and materially support the city's lawful Sorcerers, regulate and oversee magical research, petition on behalf of Sorcerers to the Rehati, and present significant findings directly to the Crimson King. Compared to the Fellowships, which are unions of like-minded workers, the Cults are far more colorful and tightly knit. Individual Cults can be insular, keeping secrets and ancient traditions distinct from the others, and an element of rivalry is present between them, though it is rarely malicious.

Sorcerers are recruited into the Cults at age 16, following their graduation form one of Photep's academies. The most prestigious of these is the Pesedjet, founded by the Crimson King and as old as Photep itself. Initiates are scouted for their magical ability, and are granted the rank of Sorcerer-Novitiate at commencement, and are then formally inducted into one of the five Cults. While they are lawful Sorcerers at their time of induction, they cannot legally practice magic without supervision of a Sorcerer-Magus until they achieve the rank of Sorcerer-Acolyte. The use of magic outside of its most basic applications (a standard left deliberately vague) is illegal within Photep, and unlawful use of magic and rogue Sorcerers are rooted out and punished severely.

Each Cult is headed by a Sorcerer-Magus with the special rank of Magister, though this is largely a political rank, and some of the most powerful and respected Sorcerers in Photep treat the title with disdain. The five cults are the Cult of the Serpent, the Cult of the Phoenix, the Cult of the Scarab, the Cult of the Jackal, and the Cult of the Crow, each with its own colorful traditions and storied histories, and they each maintain their own pyramid in the shadow the Silver Tower, the palace of the Crimson King. While they are ostensibly equal in prestige, the Cult of the Crow is sometimes considered first among equals due to the number of legendary Sorcerers among its ranks, and the favor it has historically received from the Crimson King.

Magic

Many lifetimes of study have been dedicated to the study of magic, both within Photep and without. It is understood as the ability to alter the fabric of reality through force of will, and is intrinsic to nearly every living thing on Ea. Not every life form on Ea can wield magic, but most people can accomplish simple feats with enough practice. Photepi schoolchildren are taught basic magical discipline so as to keep their innate power from causing disruptions in society. Those who show promise are directed into dedicated magical educational programs, ideally with the desired goal of being inducted into one of the Cults.

One of the greatest mysteries of magic is the Aether, an alternate dimension of pure energy from which all magic seems to flow to and from. Skilled Sorcerers can open portals to the Aether, but it is a realm inhospitable to life outside of short forays. There are also consciousnesses within the Aether that can be called forth which some have claimed to be gods or demons, depending on their point of view. A common practice among Sorcerers, and indeed one of the first projects undertaken by Sorcerer-Novitiates is the summoning of a Tutelary, sometimes also referred to as a familiar. These are Aetheric consciousnesses given material form by the Sorcerer's will, and generally take the shape of diminutive creatures, though they have been known to take more esoteric forms. Each is unique, its body symbolic of the Sorcerer's skills and psyche, and every one has its own personality. Tutelaries are used as magical assistants, aiding Sorcerers in mundane tasks as well as focusing more advanced works of magic. While some undisciplined Sorcerers have been known to lose control over their Tutelaries, most regard them as mundane and benign.

There are as many possible permutation of magic as there are grains of sand on all of Ea, but the Cults of Heka have developed a generally-accepted categorical system to make its mysteries easier to comprehend and research. Five major Disciplines of Magic are known to exist, each one the dedicated specialty of one of the Cults.

Biomancy: the power of the mind over flesh. Practitioners of Biomancy can manipulate biological energy, matter, and processes. They can invigorate flesh with unnatural power, enfeeble their enemies, or shape flesh to their liking. Masters of Biomancy are said to be able to transform themselves into terrible monsters, or render their foes into dust. Specialty of the Cult of the Serpent.

Pyromancy: the power of the mind over energy. Practitioners of Pyromancy can wield the power of fire or lightning for themselves, and incinerate their enemies. Masters of Pyromancy are said to be able to take the form of a living flame, or soar through the air on a phoenix’s wings. Specialty of the Cult of the Phoenix.

Telekinesis: the power of the mind over matter. Practitioners of Telekinesis can lift enormous weights with a thought, crush their enemies with the sheer force of their will, or shield themselves from harm. Masters of Telekinesis are said to be able to tear holes in reality to teleport great distances, or to unleash energy-storms from the Aether. Specialty of the Cult of the Scarab.

Telepathy: the power of the mind over other minds. Practitioners of Telepathy can read the minds of others, create illusions to fool the senses, or assail their enemies with attacks against their psyche. Masters of Telepathy are said to be able to completely erase their existence from the minds of others, or dominate another will to assume control over their body. Specialty of the Cult of the Jackal.

Divination: the power of the mind over fate. Practitioners of Divination can scry over great distances, project their astral bodies into the Aether, mine the past for secrets, or attempt to glimpse into the future. Masters of Divination are said to be able to twist fate to their liking, and can cast terrible misfortune upon their enemies. Specialty of the Cult of the Crow.

There exist a variety of other Minor Disciplines as well, either too specific to be widely researched or a hybrid of multiple Major Disciplines. Known Minor Disciplines include Technomancy, Geomancy, Fulgurmancy, and many others. There are also some Disciplines that are unsanctioned for study by the Cults, either due to the potential danger they represent or the lack of research that has been done on them. These include Sanguimancy, Aeromancy, and Demonology, the latter of which requires special sanction from the Crimson King in order to research, even though the common practice of summoning a Tutelary technically falls within its purview.

It is fairly common for Sorcerers to delve into several different Disciplines to achieve a well-rounded understanding of their primary fundamentals. However nearly every Sorcerer eventually branches out to specialize in a particular Discipline, with the specific form of their specialization varying depending on their personal inclinations. The Cults which are known to specialize in one Discipline do not restrict the study of others; they merely have the most resources dedicated to furthering the study of that Discipline, and masters within their Cults are considered the preeminent authorities on it.

The Red Orders

Photep's military forces are divided into three distinct organizations known as the Red Orders, each under the direct command and supervision of the Crimson King. Each is an elite force, not meant to be a true standing army as much as a tool used for a specific purpose. Their practices, traditions, and training are kept a secret from any outside of their own Order, and much of Photepi society treats the Orders with wonder and trepidation. Their three Pyramids, each positioned geometrically equidistant from each other and the Silver Tower, are silent and foreboding monuments. While the majority of their recruiting is done from promising candidates among Photep's academies, they occasionally draw from the Cults of Heka to add Sorcerers to their forces. While these requisitions cannot be denied (as the Red Orders carry the authority of the Crimson King) the Cults greatly resent these occurrences, and Sorcerers that attempt to maintain a "dual membership" within both the Cults and their Order are looked on with suspicion. Each one of the orders fulfills a peaceful, civil role within Photep's society as well as their martial role, as the Crimson King considers a life dedicated only to violence to be no life at all.

The Order Khenetai serves as Photep's peacekeepers and law-bringers. They patrol the streets and ensure civil order is being kept, and act as arbitrators and judges for petty disputes and discrepancies. They are known for their signature two-bladed fighting style, and are the most commonly encountered Order by the general populace. When not serving the law of Photep, they also act as medics, midwives, and morticians. As at any time they may help heal the sick or injured, aid in the birth of a child, embalm a body for entombment, or kill a murderer on the spot, they are sometimes called "the Keepers of Life and Death." A little-known fact about their order is their constant watch for signs of Sybaris among the populace, particularly newborn children. What actions they take on finding the sickness are not well known, and better left unsaid.

The Order Sekhmet are the defenders of Photep. They are akin to knights, warrior-nobles in heavy armor wielding great-blades and heavy bows. They exist to purge corruption wherever it is found within Photep, and to keep the city walls safe from monsters and invaders. The most straightforward and militant among the Orders, they are at times called "Ruiners," because of the devastation these highly-skilled warriors can leave in their wake. In the time they are not taking up arms, they serve the city as its civil engineers, in ironic contrast to their epithet. They monitor public works such as roads and aqueducts for deterioration and repair them as needed, devise new projects and direct their construction, and ensure the security of the city's walls. However, rumor holds that they also devise strange and horrifying new weapons within the depths of their Order's pyramid.

The Order Ammitara is kept concealed from the public eye; most would never know they existed, but the Order themselves ensure the population knows of them. They are the Crimson King's agents in the dark: his spies, assassins, and secret police. They blend into the population to uncover sedition, Sybaris mutants, and rogue Sorcerers hidden from the watchful eye of the Khenetai. Wherever they find maleficence, they cut it out promptly, and forward their findings to the Sekhmet to clean up whatever remains of the corruption. Whenever someone mysteriously disappears from their home, or never returns from their daily work, it is said that the Ammitara have taken them to be questioned in the dark cells beneath their pyramid. Their tools of warfare are as subtle and insidious as they are, typically daggers and poison, though they are known to make use of strange tools that defy logical explanation. Their civil role is equally understated; they are the Crimson King's personal historians, observing and recording Photep in its purest form, free of the bias and with nothing hidden. It is little wonder then that the population of Photep refers to the Ammitara in hushed tones as "Hidden Ones."

SCION APOCRYPHA

Answers to real questions, from viewers like you! These are additional random lore dumps that I've provided in response to player questions, with no particular organizational structure. If a question you have isn't answered in the Codex, search through here and you might find an answer.

Geomancy: a discipline that manipulates Ea itself, in the form of its stone, sand, soil, and magma. Practitioners can induce earthquakes, create sandstorms, or blast their enemies with rock and lava.

Just about any permutation of magic could be used in a "supportive" manner. Though magic for Sorcerers is an art, their own craft, not merely something for battle, which something to keep in mind. In fact, some Sorcerers consider the use of magic for violence to be utterly vulgar.

Alchemy would be more akin to actual chemistry in this setting; the Photepi people have a strong grasp on natural science as well as magic.

Runes, wards, sigils, and seals are all sort of generalized magical knowledge. They're your sorcerous equivalents of GenEds. You mention "divine forces," and I would lean away from that for now. The nature/existence of gods is a very hotly debated subject among Sorcerers, and the nature of aetheric consciousnesses further complicates the matter.

Medicine would probably fall under Biomancy, though transmutation could be a subset of of Telekinesis. Again, be aware that your characters are basically high school graduates, not really qualified to practice medicine right off the bad, and as far as their professions go, they're Sorcerers first.

Creating a golem would be a complicated subject. If you're just trying to make some kind of automata, Technomancy is probably up your alley. If you're trying to infuse living essence into something, you're probably veering into Demonology (remember those aetheric consciousnesses I mentioned earlier?) which is a restricted discipline.

Aeromancy is unsanctioned for two main reasons: it's the magical discipline used by a particular tribe of unruly savages that descend from the northern mountains every so often (the tribe themselves call their magic Hrideki), and for reasons still unknown Photepi Sorcerers can't seem to get it to work the way they can.

Remember also that most Sorcerers are distrustful at best of the Red Orders. Sorcerers that join their number are treated with pity, as most think turning their gifts towards warfare cheapens them. Sorcerers that try to maintain their status in their Cult alongside their membership in the Red Orders are treated much more contemptuously, and are generally black sheep in the Cults.

Here are two famous sorcerers of note that I can cite as example. Ashur Kai, the White Seer, is served by the tutelary Tokugra, which takes the form of a raven made of shadow that speaks only in rhyme. Azekh the Exile is master of Aaetpio, which has no static form but presents itself as a shifting mass of eyes and wheels of light.

Feelings about Tutelaries vary among Sorcerers. Some see them as little more than useful tools at best, and vain, talkative accessories at worst. Some feel that they are a distraction, conveniences that make Sorcerers reliant on them and weaken their fundamental skills. There are others that see them as vital portents, the Sorcerer's future divined through the Aether and cast into living form.

Poverty among Photepi citizens is considered a failing of their local governance, and while not unheard of, is truly uncommon. If someone is falling into poverty due to, say, a slowdown in business, generally their Fellowship will pick up the slack and provide for them until they can support themselves again. Failing that, there are usually social programs in place to keep citizens fed and housed. For someone to completely slip through the cracks, it would have to be a perfect storm of an incompetent or uncaring district governance, a freelance or unskilled worker, an inability or unwillingness to petition to higher government, and for them to go unnoticed by the Khenetai. Definitely uncommon, but not impossible.

Treatment of bastard children depends generally on the culture within their community. Photep is a rather diverse place. From a bureaucratic standpoint, single mothers can apply for government assistance to raise children on their own if the father is unknown or denies involvement. Given this, foundlings are uncommon in Photep's sparse orphanages, but they are not unheard of.

Prostitutes and other sex workers have their own Fellowships, and are legally as legitimate a profession as any other.

The Crimson King poignantly has no children, and is not even known to keep consorts. Given that he is for all intent and purposes an ageless and seemingly divine being, he has no need for an heir. "The mountain has only one pinnacle," is a quote attributed to him.

The matter of death/the afterlife is a very tricky subject for Sorcerers. Studies into magic relating to the metaphysical nature of death and the potential existence of a soul after death are essentially on the bleeding edge of magical research.

Spellcasting can take a variety of forms on Ea, but most of those are what Photepi Sorcerers would refer to dismissively as "witchcraft." Incantations, summoning circles, sacrifices, that sort of thing.

What differentiates Sorcery as our characters understand it is that it uses similar theoretical components, but they exist solely within the Sorcerer's mind. Sorcerers use their will and focus to direct and transmute aetheric energy, and so for them, "spells" resemble formulas or programs that they must perform mentally in order to manifest magical power. This requires considerable mental and physical discipline, somewhat akin to one who practices Yoga as part of their religion. However, these are the basic tenets of Sorcery. You need to be able to do this competently in order to even be considered for induction into the Cults of Heka.

The practices and research that more experienced and powerful Sorcerers engage in are more complex. They frequently study the effect that external influences have on spellcasting; the interplay of the cosmos, Ea, and the Aether. They train vigorously to be able to draw and control more energy from the Aether without overwhelming themselves. They condition their senses to gain more insight into the tides and tempests of the Aether, and what can be learned from their patterns. Larger and more complex spellcraft requires the tools of "witchcraft," but in much more sophisticated forms. Glyphs are designed as aetheric conduits or focusing tools, and can be large and ornate enough to have entire buildings as part of their geometric structure. Incantations are most often used as a means of coordinating the spellcasting efforts of multiple Sorcerers pooling their power for a group ritual. Sacrifices... are the domain of Demonologists, and so are not the concern of bright young Novitiates such as yourselves.

A "successful" summoning of a Tutelary involves the creation of a telepathic and empathic bond between the summoner and the Tutelary. The Tutelary receives access to the summoner's knowledge and memory, but can also have the summoner's willpower and spells directly channeled through them. Most Tutelaries are deferential to their masters enough to do their bidding merely by command, but if needed they can have their will subsumed by the sorcerer's to ensure that their commands are followed. A Tutelary that does not form this link, or is too willful or indifferent toward their summoner, or one that is too powerful for the summoner to fully command, would be considered a "failed" summoning, and such a being would be promptly banished.

The relationships that Tutelaries develop with their masters over time can become quite complex, but those summoned by Novitiates are normally quite fond of their masters. Depending on the nature of the Tutelary, they can take on a demeanor not unlike a parent or older sibling toward their young master. The act of summoning them into our dimension is considered a tremendous gift, as beings as weak as them are typically at the bottom of the "food chain" within the Aether. It is a chaotic dimension and far from all beings within it are benevolent.

Sufficient damage to their physical form will banish a Tutelary back to the Aether. Sorcerers that have had their Tutelary banished by some means have been known to summon another, but the bond between a Sorcerer and their original Tutelary is nearly impossible to replace. For that reason, some Sorcerers that lose their Tutelary go without one from that point on. Attempting to summon the same Tutelary again after they've been banished is the ultimate game of needle in a needle stack. It's like trying to retrieve exactly the same cup of water that one just dumped into the ocean.

Most Tutelaries summoned by Novitiates have never been in our dimension before, or any dimension other than the Aether. The Tutelary of, say, a dead Sorcerer that has returned to the Aether would be a different type of consciousness than one freshly-summoned. More powerful by dint of their time spent in our dimension studying magic, a more powerful form of consciousness. That makes it unlikely that a Novitiate would "successfully" (see above) summon such a Tutelary. However, if such a Tutelary wished to return to our dimension, for whatever strange reason they may have, and sought out the summoning of a Novitiate for that purpose, that would be the most likely scenario for such an occurrence.

Officially there is no gender discrimination within Photep, as the city is designed to be a meritocracy. However, reality does not often conform to ideals, and so due to personal biases and the influx of cultural ideas in the city you end up with some subcultures and enclaves that are more patriarchal or some that are matriarchal. For instance it may be the tradition for one noble family to follow patrilineal heredity, and another that disregards it. The government's stance is to have a hands-off approach about this sort of thing, unless they are petitioned directly to intervene or grant some form of dispensation. Patriarchy trends toward the norm because of the precedent set by the Crimson King being, obviously, a king and therefore a male power figure.

How the nobility functions is rather arcane and varies from district to district, again owing to the Rehati's tendency to leave things alone until someone complains. Tribal traditions/affiliations, historical precedents, or legal proceedings can all affect how nobility rules their particular districts, what titles they assume, what responsibilities they hold, etc. Not all of the city was built at the same time so older districts in the inner city and port districts tend to be more esoteric than the newer ones. Essentially all the Rehati demands is that there is at least one person in each district they can hold accountable for tithes and maintaining order within that district. If those standards are not upheld, the Rehati may force the current governor to abdicate, or may dissolve their noble house entirely and appoint a chancellor to the district.

The original Aemeni tribes all spoke more or less the same language, and the Crimson King most likely codified the official language of Photep as being that which was most similar to the tribe he grew up in. That said, there are probably various dialects that are spoken in parts of Photep, depending on the district and the ancestry of the people living there.

Tutelaries know as much as their masters do, because the two share a telepathic bond. They also know whatever weird demon-knowledge they happened to possess before they were summoned, but they can choose not to share this with their masters if they wish. It's uncommon for Tutelaries summoned by Novitiates to know any more than their masters, as the an Aetheric Consciousness weak enough to be summoned by such a novice sorcerer is unlikely to have ever been summoned previously or otherwise gained any ancillary knowledge.

There are all kinds of bizarre creatures in the world outside Photep. A particularly dangerous example is the Mindstealer Sphinx. A lion-sized feline creature with ram's horns and third eye, it hypnotizes its prey with telepathic power to subdue it before shredding it with its claws. Its powers work better on more intelligent creatures, and it's alleged that eating humans makes it as smart as them, making them supremely difficult to capture or kill. Another constant scourge in the desert wastes are the Psychneuein, also called "witchbane flies." They're giant insects, resembling meter-long wasps, that hunt down and lay their eggs in other magically-potent creatures, frequently including humans. Their larvae hatch inside the host body and feed on magical energy until they burrow out of the host's flesh to pupate into their adult form.

Generally speaking, civilians have no reason to leave Photep's bounds. The city walls encompass a large enough area, I don't have an exact figure but imagine a sprawling metropolis akin to Los Angeles or similar. Farmers tend to plots outside the walls, but those are still within a general cordon of security maintained by the Sekhmet. Fishers also take their boats out to sea, but rarely travel further than a day's sailing from the docks. Long-term ventures from the city are usually in search of raw materials, typically metals that must be retrieved from mines. Again, the Order Sekhmet is generally responsible for the security of mining encampments.

The caste system in Photep is sort of an informal one, similar to an early-modern mercantile nation. There are no outright peasants or serfs, and abject poverty is limited only to non-citizens, but wealth does lead to power, and can be inherited as well as noble titles, which tend to go hand in hand. Not every district has noble rulers but many of the older districts tend toward more old-fashioned governance. Social mobility in Photep is tied to what you can contribute to society, as the more advanced your skills, you can gain membership in a more powerful Fellowship, and therefore have more collective political power. Basically, if your father was a potter, it's because his father was a potter and that's the only skill he learned. Magic is the wildcard for social mobility, as magical talent is random, not hereditary, and displaying great magical potential allows you be put on the career track to eventually join the Cults.

The Red Orders take who they want, and they have their eyes on potential candidates, who usually don't know it. Training and aspiring to join one of them cannot hurt your chances, but there is no channel through which you can apply for membership. If they want you, they'll take you, if not, they won't.

Religious views vary widely, and are generally tolerated as long as they aren't disruptive.

Basically when it comes time to select Novitiates to assign to available Magi, the Pesedjet gets scoured first for acceptable candidates, and if there are still slots left over, other institutions are looked over. You pretty much have to be rich, know someone, or be ridiculously good to get accepted into the Pesedjet

To note, becoming a Photepi citizen is kind of like becoming an American citizen; it's an arduous and time-consuming process, particularly given the medical screenings one must go through.

Permanent changes through biomancy are seen as a deviation from the "ideal human form," which shares a stigma with Sybaris. Essentially, it makes people uneasy in a very specific way, and one of those people is the Crimson King, so getting sanction for this may prove difficult.

Photepi culture varies by social class and ethnic group, but Sorcerers tend to be more individualistic than most. They value the pursuit of knowledge above all else, and see it as its own end much of the time. They tend to be detached from their humanity as time goes on, and find it difficult to relate to people who aren't Sorcerers, or cannot relate even if they are, if it gets bad enough.

CS Template

Name: Try to stay on theme for our Egyptian/Persian/Babylonian inspired setting. It's fine if your name is gibberish, because if you name your character "Set" or "Horus" or something like that I'm going to roll my eyes at you.

Age: Your character is 16, that is the age of commencement for Sorcerer-Novitiates. I'm putting this in the CS so there is no confusion about this fact.

Appearance: Simple enough, describe or provide images for your character's appearance. Art or photos are fine as long as they're on-theme for the setting. I'd prefer a more setting-agnostic looking character that could still fit over someone in a Cleopatra halloween costume, if you catch my meaning.

Background: What walk of life does your character come from? What was their upbringing like? Who is their family? What academy did they attend? If they come from the Pesedjet, how did they become enrolled in that prestigious school?

Personality: Just give me a general feel for your character. Their attitudes, what drives them, what they want out of life. Their feelings toward magic and their imminent commencement would also be good to note here.

Aptitude: Naturally your character is a novice, but they may still yet be a prodigy. What aspects of magic have they taken to most strongly thus far? Have they taken to any discipline with particular zeal? Do they wish to pursue anything as a specialty? This will likely determine what Cult inducts them, so be mindful of this.

Tutelary: This is the fun part; what is your Tutelary? It is up to you if your character has summoned theirs yet or not, and if not this is what they will eventually summon. What do they look like (feel free to include images), and what sort of personality do they have? What is their attitude toward their novice master?

Sample CS

Name: Sekhandur Khain

Age: 16

Appearance: Sekhandur is tall and well-built for his age, giving some the impression of a man grown. Regal and statuesque in appearance, with dusky skin, thick dark hair, and eyes of glimmering gold. He dresses in rich adornments: gold, silks, gemstones, all to demonstrate his wealth and prestige.

Background: The family of Khain is a noble bloodline, tracing its roots back to the founding of Photep. While they have maintained their position of power and aristocracy for generations, Sekhandur is the first of his lineage to display any particular aptitude for magic. While his father, a lord of Photep's lower districts, would have preferred his firstborn son to inherit his holdings, his family had begrudgingly allowed him to pursue the life of a Sorcerer. Accustomed to a life of wealth and comfort, it was a simple task for Sekhandur to be enrolled in the Pesedjet, where his budding talents truly blossomed. He took to magic like a goose to water, and graduated from the academy with assessment results only exceeded by historical masters of sorcery.

Personality: Sekhandur is supremely arrogant, vain, and narcissistic, but he is not a malicious soul. He truly does believe that he is a superior being compared to most individuals, but does not fault them for it, rather seeing himself as an exemplar for others to look up toward. To that end, he is his own harshest critic, and sets extremely high standards for his own achievements, working as hard as he can to live up to these self-imposed expectations. He has a profound and genuine love for magic, and is excited to make it his life's work, and on the eve of his commencement can barely contain himself with anticipation.

Aptitude: A prodigy among prodigies, Sekhandur has completed and exceeded the Pesedjet curriculum for every magical discipline within their sanction for instruction. Among these, he has shown a particular talent for Telekinesis, his aptitude for the most materially-focused discipline perhaps stemming from his materialistic upbringing.

Tutelary: As expected from one of such rich talents, Sekhandur summoned his Tutelary a full year before most students made their first attempts, and as such has spent much time bonding and becoming accustomed to her. His companion is called Nedjem, and takes the form of a living statue of a lynx, carved from shimmering blue gemstone and adorned with gold. Nedjem is arrogant as her master, but a great deal more condescending and cruel in comparison to him. The only human she has met that she considers her peer is Sekhandur himself, and she thinks the world of her master. Nedjem is intensely protective of Sekhandur, and tends to interpose herself between him and those she deems unworthy of his attention.

Rules

Short and simple here.

Respect your fellow players, both IC and OOC.

Understand that the GM's word is final, though I'm willing to compromise where I can.

Communicate and cooperate with everyone in the RP to the best of your ability.

Be creative, and make an effort at crafting a quality story.

Maintain a standard of posting frequency, or let us know if you're having difficulty keeping up or if issues arise.

Feel free to ask questions, share ideas or voice your concerns.

Have fun!

Council of the Night

Marsh invites you to fuck around and find out.

Council of the Night

Marsh was in Istanbul when the letter came for him. Or rather, he was close by it, plumbing the depths of the Black Sea. It was a difficult task, but a rewarding one, as the salt content of the sea required constant adaptation to breathe within its depths, but the host of ruins along its floor were exquisite. Marsh had almost come to have an appreciation for human history, given his long decades searching through the remnants of their past. The letter came as a small surprise, as Marsh was only so close to Transylvania because Dracula had summoned him a few years earlier. He traveled very slowly, preferring to go alone by water routes, as public transportation made him feel unnecessarily exposed.

Luckily, he had no need for such measures this time. The vampiric servant that had tracked down Marsh's encampment on the Sea's shores had come by means of a rugged automobile, and was prepared to chauffeur him back to Dracula's castle. The few days of travel that followed were awkward and uncomfortable. The vampire sent to collect Marsh obviously found him as repellent as normal humans did, and suffered constantly from his foul odor and insidious presence. Marsh similarly did not care much for the undead, and particularly not vampires. As much as he would like to think that such perversions of nature were a uniquely human creation, there were similar monsters in his own time. The Grey Weavers of the tunnel-kingdoms, servants of the Spinner in the Dark came to mind.

Once they were free of the prying eyes of common humans, Marsh let his disguise slip, and resumed his natural form. A scaly fish-man that perspired foul, ranine mucous sat looking very out of place in the passenger seat of an offroad vehicle. He didn't expect Dracula to bill him for the cost of having the car reupholstered. They would probably just have to burn the thing to be rid of the smell. Despite being so close, Marsh was one of the last to arrive, probably due to the difficulty inherent to finding him. He came stomping in, his webbed flippers leaving soggy marks on the rug, as the human, Garnier his name was, was going on his rant.

"Humans," he gurgled contemptuously, "No bloody sense of proportion." Marsh had to partially transform his laryngeal structure to even be capable of uttering sounds resembling human speech. The result was... barely adequate. An awful, wet croaking that sounded like a man gargling mud. "Do you have any idea how many of you buggers there are? Nearly eight billion. We, the others, number in the thousands-- a million at best. There are simply too many of them and too few of us to ever make a difference. You can take the city, but you won't hold it. Much worse than that, is that you'll make life unmanageable for those of us content where we are. There'll be no hiding after that. They'll kill themselves by the million just to get rid of one of us. They'll do it, too. It'll take time, but they'll do it." Marsh flexed his webbed hand, admiring the sharp black claws that tipped his fingers, before his inhuman gaze snapped back to Garnier. "You're a madman and a fool, and I'll curtail your errand myself before you get a chance to doom us all."

Scion: Children of Light - Bronze Age Fantasy Magic Academy

Had a long day at work, but I am Logged TF On™ for the night, and ready to take care of your concerns.

A quick heads up is that I think we'll be good to have the OOC up shortly, perhaps tonight, maybe tomorrow. It won't really have any new information besides what is already in the OP of this thread, but it'll essentially be the staging ground for people to submit and finalize their characters sheets. If you want a place in the game, I'm not putting a hard cap on players just yet, but I recommend getting a sheet written.

Now then. To business.

@Gisk A "successful" summoning of a Tutelary involves the creation of a telepathic and empathic bond between the summoner and the Tutelary. The Tutelary receives access to the summoner's knowledge and memory, but can also have the summoner's willpower and spells directly channeled through them. Most Tutelaries are deferential to their masters enough to do their bidding merely by command, but if needed they can have their will subsumed by the sorcerer's to ensure that their commands are followed. A Tutelary that does not form this link, or is too willful or indifferent toward their summoner, or one that is too powerful for the summoner to fully command, would be considered a "failed" summoning, and such a being would be promptly banished.

The relationships that Tutelaries develop with their masters over time can become quite complex, but those summoned by Novitiates are normally quite fond of their masters. Depending on the nature of the Tutelary, they can take on a demeanor not unlike a parent or older sibling toward their young master. The act of summoning them into our dimension is considered a tremendous gift, as beings as weak as them are typically at the bottom of the "food chain" within the Aether. It is a chaotic dimension and far from all beings within it are benevolent.

Sufficient damage to their physical form will banish a Tutelary back to the Aether. Sorcerers that have had their Tutelary banished by some means have been known to summon another, but the bond between a Sorcerer and their original Tutelary is nearly impossible to replace. For that reason, some Sorcerers that lose their Tutelary go without one from that point on. Attempting to summon the same Tutelary again after they've been banished is the ultimate game of needle in a needle stack. It's like trying to retrieve exactly the same cup of water that one just dumped into the ocean.

Most Tutelaries summoned by Novitiates have never been in our dimension before, or any dimension other than the Aether. The Tutelary of, say, a dead Sorcerer that has returned to the Aether would be a different type of consciousness than one freshly-summoned. More powerful by dint of their time spent in our dimension studying magic, a more powerful form of consciousness. That makes it unlikely that a Novitiate would "successfully" (see above) summon such a Tutelary. However, if such a Tutelary wished to return to our dimension, for whatever strange reason they may have, and sought out the summoning of a Novitiate for that purpose, that would be the most likely scenario for such an occurrence.

Scion: Children of Light - Bronze Age Fantasy Magic Academy

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