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Lord of the Word

”Those of entropic design are not so keen to tackle the power of the word. Only I am the master of such a task.”

Their Sphere:
Sanvādam - The Realm of Talk (below the Surface of Galbar, relatively close to the core)

This Realm is one of empty talk, conversations happening with no source and knowledge being spread where there is none. Sanvādam is a Chthonic realm of nothing, nothing but the floating words to plague the beings that would dare enter it. There is no landscape, no light but the reflection of one’s own being below them. Echoes come from the reflection, some may hear other words that they had not spoken and others may see themselves farther ahead, always facing away when looked at, mirror the movement of the host's body. They will continue to wonder endlessly until Vākk summons them for conversation, even then it is simply darkness with the maddening whispers of voices.

From this Sphere comes talk of all kind, some would believe it to be the source of talk itself given how someone will swear that they hear a word only to turn and not hear anything. The occasional word is hardly able to reach Galbar, making the effect someone null given the occasional voice reaching the surface. Yet, the deeper to the core, and the closer to the sphere one gets, even in the safety of another, is more likely to hear this infectious spread of talk and conversation. Should a connection be made, more and more voices will spread into the realm and be able to reach the surface more quickly as echoes. Such echoes are incapable of speaking anything other than random gibberish, however, should these echoes be imbued with a soul, then they will be able to hold proper conversation.

”The Realm of Talk
Close to the Lock.
I am the Key.
And yet so Dutifully,
Do these binds hold me.”

Portfolio:
Speech

The power of speech is something that is gifted upon only those who Vakk finds worthy, and with it, they may talk, pray, beg for mercy, or hold a fantastic conversation. With this gift, rituals may be held, peace talks can reign, or words of blood and carnage can spill over the lands. It is with the power of speech that Vakk will hold a conversation to last all eternity and make sure that no voice goes unheard. However, this is also a gift he may revoke should those abuse this power, not able to hold a conversation or hear fantastic poem and song. An age of silence will be dawned upon those unworthy of such power, an unholy silence which Vakk would keep to himself. 

Additionally, speech may affect the emotions of mortals, sway even the most kind-hearted to a life of evil. Deceitful and ever questionable, speech is what allows the charismatic to get away with whatever they may want; power and fame, or even cause their audience to swoon. There is nothing a good speech cannot solve.

”The power of the word is almighty. Thusly I am almighty. No other shall stand against I so long as I may speak.”

Persona:
Vākk has a calm, if not meticulously calculating, nature about him. With no concern for good nor evil, Vākk has no care for squabbling over useless things, so long as he can focus on conjuring his words and allowing himself to be solitary. If one were to ask what he truly cared about, he would answer cryptically and inevitably confuse one on a simple answer; his words. Despite this needlessly complex nature, Vakk is a somewhat benevolent god and will tend to answer a request from any being, if not to just get them away from his presence so that he may focus.

Should one linger too long, however, Vakk will quickly grow impatient and will become outwardly hostile. He holds no qualms with attacking distractions and annoyances, regardless of they had previously been an ally or enemy, as he holds no attachment to anything other than his words. With this nature, it is no doubt that he would prefer to stay out of the affairs of his brethren, or even the universe he had been summoned to. In fact, he views the Architect as a fool and will openly say so, at least while inside the safety of his realm and without the Architect around. Concerning his realm, Vakk is almost needlessly compelled to know all that would be in it, wanting to know the inside and out of what steps into the black abyss of his home. This curious nature does not extend to his godly brethren though, for when it comes to beings of divine origin, he will give but one glance and formulate what finalized thoughts he has about that being. His mind seldom changes his mind on his views of things.

That is not to say that Vakk is without fear, for it he is confronted by a foe that he knows is radically stronger than him, he will become a coward. Yet, this is a rare emotion as he never expects something other than the Architect to be more powerful than him as he underestimates the capabilities of his peers. He exudes arrogance when he is certain of things, believing that he is the most intelligent being to grace the realm, even though he is simply a master of words.

He is a true artist.

Appearance/Form:
It is hard to describe the being that is Vakk. The most prominent feature of his being is the singular large mouth with sharpened teeth. There are no lips over his mouth, instead, three flaps that surround his head, one over the top of his head and the others on either side that extend outwards a significant distance. A large majority of his body is a singular tube that eventually splits into long, slender tendril which he can use to grip things. 

Very ugly.

”Though the nature of words may seem entropic to the average man. I am master of it, and thus I control it.”

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“There is much talk, but not all words must be spoken.
I shall talk, and you shall listen.”

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