original dark fantasy
Practice of SeditionIn a world built upon a foundation of conflict, the past year has been notably violent. As Crux Fidelis, the Crusaders and ruling faction of Sium, suffer heavy losses from a particularly bloody Aphelion, other factions are emboldened to take action. Despite being allies, Weltschmerz's ambitious and duplicitous nature sees them taking bigger risks which threaten to break their alliance. All the while, Apocrypha continues to gain public sympathy and support while the Black Sun Cabal and Poena Damni continue to wreak havoc. As Sium races towards yet another conflict, it’s evident that yet another war lurks on the horizon.
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Race: vogel menschen // Age: 175 // Gender: Male // Orientation: Heterosexual // Occupation: a bum
Rakan - League of Legends
A particular tattoo starting from the bottom of his neck down to partially down his back with two crescents back to back and a line down the middle with watercolor-like coloring. He received the tattoo when he reached adulthood and longs for the day he meets his partner.
Feather Blades - You probably should look under abilities for that
Talons - His feet aren't normal, but hey, who's paying attention?
Several vials of potions - They have varying levels of poison. He makes them himself.
Wild Magic - Something Castor dubbed as an ability when he realized he could channel the sillage he had into his feathers to create blades. They're as sharp as knives and quite pretty too.
Vogel Menschen Physiology - He has enhanced night vision and increased speed. He can also transform into a horned owl at will, but he thinks it ruins the sheen on his feathers. He'd rather it be on display for everyone to see.
>Flowers, particularly roses and lilies
>This one chick who's pretty attractive (Sirena)
>Enemies of the attractive chick
>Attractive chick's love rivals
"Hey, don't judge my choice of clothing! For your information, being naked gives me strength!"
He hadn't considered his life of much importance. Hell, he hadn't even considered the things that he treasured the most could, in an instant, be taken right before his eyes.
Of course, that is what happened. Such a small and peaceful clan, comprised of a race focused on the magic of nature around them. Peace was not meant to last, however, as the race's finer abilities were coveted by many, especially ones who could bring about harm.
Castor was tossed around unceremoniously since his birth. Quite unfortunate, really, but he really couldn't help the circumstance. It was just his luck that he ended up as a hot stud (or at least in his opinion) and was being manhandled by everyone. That was something he could get behind. People like manhandling confident people. Or at least, Castor figured was the reason a lot of people liked him. Spoiler alert, it was because he literally would not put clothes on any part of his body other than pants.
But enough about that, we're not here to discuss his body confidence.
He had just finished making the rounds at the border when he smelled smoke. Ashes burning, the scent of blood...all of it and the horrid screaming filled his ears. He wanted to look away, and to run from it all, and yet, he couldn't. Castor ran directly into the fire-ridden land. Nothing remained but the dead bodies and the lost embers dancing into the night. Even the princess, the one who would lead the clan had disappeared.
In that moment, Castor was lost. He was confused. Why, why did this have to happen? Who was the one responsible? Questions were swimming in his mind, but he knew that it would do no good to stay where he was. Burying what was left of the bodies and writing a quick prayer, he set off, hoping to find any signs of survival in his broken clan.
It didn't take very long, however, when he laid his eyes upon another of his kind. And she had bore the same tattoo as he. Curious as to who she was, Castor ended up trailing the girl, referring to her as "that attractive chick". Hopefully she would notice his vies for attention.
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