AuJy

Spirit Name: Atunyian, The Spirit of Devotion To One's Spouse

Spirit Totem: A pair of hands with feathery arms.

Spirit Appearance: Shapeshifter. Any monogamous animals.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Discovery: Found on a Spirit Walk by Godwin Maiheiuh. Roleplayed by @ProcaPro.

Somewhere in the woods... mounting seclusion and introspectiveness a bard is housed. His arrival is recent, having just returned from an aviary with letters in his hand, and a weeks supply of berries from the nearby bushes he had plucked along his route. As he sits near his fire he tosses several of the letters into a fire.

Recently divorced... recently without a sister... a heart of vengeance smolders within him having little in the way of happiness nor joy at the moment. He scans through the stack of letters he had brought home and finds one addressed to him... written in his sister's hand.

Tears immediately stream down his face as he slowly opens the letter, tearing away at the envelope that housed it. He scans it over... smiling, chuckling, as his sister calls him an imp for the final time from beyond this realm. He bites his lip as he reads the poem and begins to punch his leg. He chuckles outright, and before long he starts to weep a sorrow-filled cry of longing, shame, regret, confusion... every negative emotion imaginable cradled in a laugh of tears.

The nearby birds flutter away from his camp, as his mournful cries overpower the nature.

The scene is set.

Remember the Rains.

Godwin hoists up the letter and scans it with his eyes. Light like beacons emanates from them as he searches the deepest fathoms of his mind for answers, solutions...

"Nobody tells me anything... nobody... eugh."

Resigned to defeat, the aging bard cannot believe what he has read. Through thought alone he curses those involved in the besmirching of his sister's good name, and seeks consequences for such infractions.

I'm a simple man. I wander around in the woods, I see a berry bush, I pick the berries. Berries are the quintessence of what makes LOTC, LOTC. Imagine a world without berry bushes! Imagine a world wherein, you could not just pick up food and consume it with impunity. Imagine a world where your freedom of choice of forest cuisine is limited to the very few animals that spawn given the servers frequently high player count!

This is not a world I wish to live in! The berry bush MUST remain! For time immemorial the berry bush has served as a one-stop-shop for mankind's greatest benefit: free food.

Players, these are the facts as I understand them:

1. The berry bush provides free food

2. The berry bush stings when you touch it

3. The berry bush is a prevalent plant in Aevos

4. The berry bush is God

Without such a convenient food source you take away from anyone who is just wandering around! Think of the CHAOS that will ensue without the berry bush. It is one of the most important staples of the diet of the wanderer, of the mendicant monk, of the WORLD. We must have the berry bush, nay, we NEED the berry bush. Without it? What do we have? What do we surrender? Should we surrender our right to food!? To water?! To HAPPINESS!? I think not.

You take away the berry bush, I take away your kneecaps.

Spirit Name: Aemarni, The Spirit of Membranophones

Spirit Totem: An inkblot.

Spirit Appearance: An oil slick that moves as though it were liquid on a speaker. Does not actually move, just seems to change perspectives.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Discovery: Found on a Spirit Walk by Godwin Maiheiuh and Sera Gylldene. Discovered during an attempt to commune with Brimztra.

MC Name: AuJy

Discord: otter._.

Image: 

Description of Image: Three LOTC characters who posed for a painting during a player event.

Dimensions: 3 wide, 2 high

DISCOVERY OF GLARZDAN, LESSER SPIRIT

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AZTRAN, SPIRIT OF THE SUN, THE STARS AND THE ETHEREAL

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"BRING THE KAZOO LOVER AGAIN. SHE IS... FUN."

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Of all the unnatural pairings in this world, none seem to come close to the duo that went on a spirit walk late one evening. A trio of bards, one with shamanistic tendencies, arrived at the Amethyst Amphitheater in Kaethul at the behest of the Shaman-Bard. The purpose of this meeting was to make a connection with a lesser spirit of Aztran, and establish a burgeoning pact between the Shaman and the Lesser.

A combination of rare pharmaceuticals was consumed, and a series of chants were called outward. With the party's pleas heard by the Lesser, they approached the Spirit Realm and entered the trance of the Spirit Walk. The duo left their bodies in gentle repose as the third member watched, for he held a fear of the unknown.

Upon reaching that transcended state the duo walked into a plane of clouds, sunlight and hard light. They walked upon a great bridge crafted entirely of walkable light, confused and unsure of where they had ended up. Guided only by their understanding of needing to find the Lesser of this realm, they trudged forward.

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"ARE THERE ANY GIANT KAZOOS?"

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Wandering for what felt like hours, perhaps days, the pair stumbled upon an invisible building. Bumping their heads into the door to this great tower, the building took on a new look. Opalescent, like that of a building made entirely of oil spilt over a mirror. The duo watched in awe at this great building, and the non-shaman of the two opened the two gargantuan doors.

Upon entering... what a sight! A room made entirely out of glass and clear materials. A physics defying place, where the darkest corners would instead be filled with the brightest of lights. It was breathtaking.

"What... what is this...?" asked one of the two.

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"THIS IS EVERYTHING."

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A booming, crystal clear voice called through the building's great hall. Shaking the surrounding fixtures and touching the hearts of the present travelers. The being was of great size, with a body forged entirely of stagnant light that took the appearance of glass. His face was that of a solar flare, a torrent of light that was divine in its perfection. He was beautiful.

He introduced himself as Glarzdan, the Chieflight of this realm. They knew they had found the lesser spirit of Aztran that they had been searching for. And upon finding him, one of the duo made a shockingly good impression on the Chieflight.

The Shaman, however, was on a mission to earn a pact from this Lesser. And so it was forged.

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"YOU MUST FIRST BUILD A SHRINE TO AZTRAN."

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The instructions were clear. Crystal clear. The Shaman had to construct a shrine dedicated to Aztran and then he would begin the process of forging a pact. This was no easy, nor menial task, but it could be done.

Excitedly, after concluding their Spirit Walk, the shaman began the construction of this shrine to Aztran in a secret location. The totem would show that of an eight-pointed star nestled in the clutches of a draconic claw. Symbolizing both Aztran and Glarzdan.

With this pact forged, with the shrine completed, with the totem standing tall, the Bard-Shaman had declared his success. He sought out potential Champions who would uphold the light of Aztran through Glarzdan... and so it shall be.

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"IF DARKNESS IS NOTHING... LIGHT IS EVERYTHING."

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OOC Note: Thank you to @ShinyB and @PestyWarlock for staying up super late and helping me do this. Means the world!

Spirit Name: Iirilei, The Spirit of Well-being

Spirit Totem: A sideways eye with a blue iris

Spirit Appearance: An eye made of fog with an iris of cerulean light.

Alignment: Neutral Good

Discovery: Found on a Spirit Walk by Godwin Maiheiuh and Naya Barakat. Discovered during an attempt to commune with Akezo.

"Of all the ridiculous..."

The Bard rolls his eyes as he reads over this missive, the halo above his head dimming and flickering lightly.

"A city of bards, a city of peace, a city of gentle repose! None here have been swilling with the darkspawn, and none further have any intention of aligning themselves with this belligerent 'Harrower' fellow."

A scoff can be heard before the missive is tossed into the flames.

"Impressive, though... that Celia'nor would be most willing to set aside its own relations to the darkness in order to point the gnarled, curled finger at us. Impressive, but pathetic."

Only a bard could do this

Spirit Name: Glarzdan, The Spirit of Sunrays

Spirit Totem: An eight-pointed, circular star

Spirit Appearance: A man entirely made out of moving light, with a large head that swirls in an orange-hue.

Alignment: Neutral Good

Discovery: Found on a Spirit Walk by Godwin Maiheiuh and Sera Gylldene. Discovered during an attempt to commune with Aztran

A lonesome, handsome, cherished bard by the name of Godwin Maiheiuh takes up the missive in hand after finding it clinging to life at a nearby pond. A quick work of straightening and the paper is read without much difficulty.

Within the echoing halls of the Amethyst Amphitheater, laughter can be heard. Cackling, snorting, uproarious laughter... those who pass by may be disturbed by such a raucous and brazen display of nervousness.

"I theorized once..." The bard squeaks out between fits of giggling, "But perhaps love is blind..."

A murmurous chuckle can be heard pinging off the nearby amethyst crystals that line the halls of the amphitheater... creating small murmurs of laughter themselves.

"O' Overlord... my Overlord... in the dark I cannot be..."

Godwin is perturbed. Poppiya was kind... very kind. Every time he had spoken to her, which amounted to thrice, he left feeling better about himself. Even when questioned about her circumstances, she approach such issues with aplomb. She was one of the few people in the world that was more than willing to give him a chance when he was young and foolhardy.

He only wishes that she had done the same for herself.

MC Name:

         AuJy

Character's Name:

         Godwin

Character's Age:

         32

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         WhatASithuation

Teacher's RP Name:

         Athri'annyer Tinuviel

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         N/A

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

MC Name:

         AuJy

Character's Name:

         Godwin

Character's Age:

         30

Character's Race:

         Human

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Farseer Shamanism

Teacher's MC Name:

         Apotolofo

Teacher's RP Name:

         Hera

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

MC Name:

         AuJy

Character's Name:

         Baudelaire

Character's Age:

         45

Character's Race:

         High Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Blood Magic

Teacher's MC Name:

         HandsomeFloppa

Teacher's RP Name:

         Franz Kossuth

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

Jaroslaw sighs as he reads the missive... his feeble mind hoping to grasp at this... he will search.