TheWhiteWolf

MC Name (IGN): White_Wolf Personas (Character) Name: Valeria Soulheart Discord: You have it Timezone: GMT+10 Persona’s Race: Mali’aherhal Persona’s Age: 176 Any particular skills: Knowledge on Dark and Magical creatures, proficient in combat against said creatures and the use of various martial weaponry. Affiliations and Allegiances: Affiliated with Varendoz Adventurer Guild

Name: Valeria Soulheart Race: High Elf Age: 176 Discord#: TheWhiteWolf#6233

Excellent rewrite guys! I was not expecting the Ascended to go in this direction. Good job to all that worked on it.

MC Name: White_Wolf Discord: TheWhiteWolf#6433 Timezone and Usual Availability: GMT+10 I'm on most days for at least a few hours a day. Name: Tess Valoran Race: Mali'ame Age: 120 Nation of Residence and Willingness to Relocate: No current nation of residence and as such i am willing to relocate. Do you currently know any Magicks?: Electrical Evocation Are you willing to devote yourself to the Tenants of Truth Absolute?: I shall give my life to the Tenants if that is what is required of me. Membership of the Order will require regular participation in the Order’s Activities. Are you willing to devote the required time to the Order?: I fully understand such and would not have applied if i had no intention of devoting my time to the order.

Heavy robes, ragged and worn from time in isolation adorn the hooded individual as they make their way through the confined tunnels and carved passages beneath the ground. Their hands, calloused and blistered from their life of service, are laden with thick scrolls and ancient texts. They pass others conversing in a low murmur beneath the dying glow of candles, dressed in a similar manner. Their path brings them to a set of heavy wooden doors, flanked by two men in heavy plate armour. Each carrying a short spear and shield. A brief exchange is had and the individual makes their way inside. The doors open to reveal a large room carved from the stone. A single solitary figure floats a few feet from the ground in a cross legged position. Their features illuminated by the glow of an eldritch green fire before them. The floating figure speaks, their sing song feminine voice filling the chamber and breaking the silence. "You have news for me brother?" The man rests his scrolls and books upon the cold stone floor and bows his head. "Yes Mistress. You asked us to go out and investigate these new arrivals that have arrived upon these shores. Well, I believe I have found a group that will be of help to us and our current.. situation" "You speak of this Order of Mages that call themselves the Scryers of the Veil?" "Indeed, you have already been informed?" "Our little fox has been busy. I want you to task one of our members to infiltrate their ranks and learn more about them. Let's see if we can't persuade them to our cause beforeThe Cultists get to them." The man bows his head and turns to depart, one of their number would be tasked with watching this new group and waiting for the perfect time to act.

Talia Quen signs the charter.