AuJy

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.

A shift in the winds is felt as a proud bard smiles, "Huh..." He hums as a genuine smile plants itself on his face...

MC Name:

         AuJy

Character's Name:

         Godwin

Character's Age:

         27

Character's Race:

         Human

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Bardmancy [A +M]

Teacher's MC Name:

         _Unni_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Glorier Maiheiuh

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

Who is your favorite student? 🤔

The human who was present was none other than Godwin, the Poet of Portoregne, and the Maehr's favourite student (singular). The emotions he felt after the encounter with such a figure... would touch his soul in a way most profound. Never once had he felt like he had such purpose, and the purpose that this gave him was chief-paramount in his mind.

Upon exiting the scene, the feelings of doubt slowly crossed over his mind. "Was he ready? Was he worthy? Did any of this make sense?" Questions clearly for someone of greater mind and soul, but for now there was work to be done.

He quickly sent out a missive to the dark elf whom had accompanied him, preparations were needing to be made. Not only that but, upon returning home from his short jaunt in a realm of material immaterialness, he would be delighted to know that he event would be state-sponsored. He just needed to contact everyone he could as Brimztra's festival would shortly take place.

A champion was quickly burgeoning.

Godwin Almireson looks upon the missive, "Oh... oh... that's what that place was..."