MTG Salvation

**Damit ran into one of the many clerks running their lords business, the poor man looked quite put upon, and he answered Damit on pure reflex.**

Clerk - End of the dais, Lord de Hamza.

**It was at this point that Sef chose to wake from her reverie.**

Sefirat - Cassandra is being modest; she is a Sylvan Lady of Quality, and a noblewoman of the highest order; she will be leading this endeavor. Of which, we will begin momentarily I hope, once we have one or two more additions.

**If Damit's stroll down the Rue Royale was a strange occurrence, no one seemed to mind the little greel, yet, no one seemed to notice him either. His approach was uneventful, there was no session taking place, and the oak doors stood open in show of an absent assembly.**

Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.

The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.

It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.

—Frank O'Hara; Mayakovsky

Stats & Facts
Name: Alvina Adaeze (aH-dai-ZEY)
Titles/Aliases/Nicknames: Vina
Sex: Female
Race: Ogofta (Nzumbe)
Age/Height/Weight: 30/6'0"/143 lbs.
Appearance: Beauteous teak skin, the color of melted chocolate. Alvina is an exotic ogoftan beauty, her entire body is a wash with a golden sheen, her skin burnished by numerous scented oils. Almond-shaped eyes that are like generous jewels; they are filled with a pregnant aura that speaks of a marrow deep loss in her life; they contain a constantly haunting erudition, which is mesmirizing but also quite unsettling; their color is most peculiar--pale orbs of pearl, banded by veins of a rainbow color, a natural result of light refraction. A nose that is prominent, aquiline yet straight and quite attractive. Lips that are full and the color of warm honey, they are banded by an outline of glittery olive powder. The strangest snowy-white hair, though it's not prematurely aged, whether natural or dyed, it is impossible to tell; the top is a lone mane of tenuous tresses, wavy and falling back to her shoulders; however the left side is completely shaved to a fuzz, where a number of melanistc leopard spots can be seen along her scalp. Alvina smells of cherry and spices of cinnamon, strong notes of amber intermingled with cocoa, and lasting undertones of incense smoke.
Apparel: A thinly braided-circlet of silver and ivy adorns her head, coming to a single peak just below her hairline in the front; a single trillion-cut diamond sits. The most gorgeous silk gown of lavender, with a pleated skirt and train, and belted by a yellow silk overlay. A tremendous cloak of giant black leopard, which hugs her body tightly, the hood is a fearsome and regal panther's head. Golden arm-bands and jewelry around her biceps, silver and gold bracelets around both wrists. Practical and plain, but well-kept nails. Sandals of corded brown leather that have seen much use but are still in good repair.
Background: Yejide the panther, a dream within the dream. Alvina honors this person. It is what drives her. Her reason for living so that others may live. Alvina is Nzumbe. To the Ogofta, she is both respected and feared. What is a life that serves no purpose, which is itself purposeless? It is an unnatural thing, a crime, and a wrong. Life should possess meaning, and drive, even the wildest and lowest of animal-kind are not without purpose. However, while theirs is pure instinct alone, sentience demands that man and woman serve as they so choose. This is what Alvina lives for, she searches and seeks out those Ogofta who have lost their purpose in life, but have not become Nzumbe, such as she. Her calling has imbued her for this, with a certain vocation as she calls it, named Ennui. Alvina may perform an emotional transference and bestow it upon a person. This is her calling, as she sees it, her one and only duty.
Affiliations: Mage

Skills/Attributes
Snows and Skies of Laughter

Moon's Eye
Alvina exists because Yejide is no more. She has no memory of this, or her former shamanistic and warrior life, and the need to hunt has left her spirit forever. But as to why that is, even she could not fain to tell you even if it was within her power to do so; Alvina is Alvina, and has always been naturally herself. Ogoftan culture still being young amidst the Eastern cities, a mysterious and many layered world yet to be deciphered by the people's of Bakara, this might seem odd, but to Alvina it is perfectly clear. Vina couldn't tell you anything even if she wanted to; what she would tell you, is based on experience alone. Her life is driven, and it is life itself that is the basis for this drive. She feels protected, blesséd even, by a force both outside and within. Her spirit is fueled by a higher purpose, and life's fulfillment to is to help those who have none; Alvina was endowed from her earliest memory with the power to drive others towards something else; amongst her people, they have said her eye is the light of the Moon, illumining the beauty of the world in silvery light amidst the darkness of their jungle home. Vina is painfully and sensitively aware of the brevity and impermanence of all things, beauty in endless hues; her eyes are effortlessly discerning, able to penetrate the very fabric of things, and peer behind the veil to see the truth in things. Her light is that eternal light of the Moon, always awake, forever observing, life and its unpredictable infinite patterns.
Infinite Tsukuyomi: Alvina is able to see the veil between the waking world and the Spirit world effortlessly, her eyes she both at the same time, though to her it is never confusing, it has always been this way. She can naturally discern between living beings and spirits, though she as yet cannot speak with the dead. Alternatively, she can see through physical illusions created by spells or abilities, and they have no affect on her eyes. Mental or Mind magic affect her as normal.

Spells
Mind
1 - Translate - Attunes your mind to that of a target speaker, allowing you to understand them no matter what language they are speaking.
Light
1 - Tint - Filter the light emanating from an object in order to change the overall coloration of the item to the eyes.
Dual: Mind/Light
Lvl 1. Tsuki no Me - Through a combination of light and mind magics, draw a targets attention and mind to a subject. If the subject is a person, the target understands words spoken by them as if they were in the target's native tongue.

Accessories
Magical
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Weapons
Magical
Mundane
>>Mage Dagger -

Currency
200 gold

Approve-a-groove, young Artificer!

**There was a robe near the end of the bed, fur lined and looking extremely warm. Christov was younger yes, and he noticed his body possessed none of his powers or abilities, and yet--sounds from within the house interrupted his thoughts, he could smell the aroma of food more strongly.**

**The little greel's expression amused Astera, but she didn't let it show on her face. However, she did smile warmly.**

Aster - I wasn't; I was chasing a light through the forest that I saw from the Great Road. Only, to my surprise, here we are.

Cordy - Mdms. are currently in possession of the first floor salon. Head to the stairs and go right, it's the room with the double doors.

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**Cassandra found the parlour well suited to her purposes, and Sefirat did the same, after finishing putting in an order for refreshment and an evening meal that was to be prepared for them. The room was quite handsome, a fire roared in the hearth, and it was well stocked with finery Sylvan had come to be renowned for.**

Let the mad poets say whate’er they please
Of the sweets of Fairies, Peris, Goddesses,
There is not such a treat among them all,
Haunters of cavern, lake, and waterfall,
As a real woman, lineal indeed
From Pyrrha’s pebbles or old Adam’s seed.
—Keats; Lamia

Stats & Facts
Name: Leukothèa Nereusia Galatine
Titles/Aliases/Nicknames: Thèa
Sex: Female
Race: Mer/Atarin
Age/Height/Weight: Early twenties/5'7"/136 lbs.
Appearance: A slyphish face of enchanting beauty, Leukothèa is pure warmth. A girl of nineteen or twenty, with a pleasingly gentle demeanor and an elegance that are refreshing; grace itself seems to permeate her every movement, down to the most minute flick of an eyelash or the simplest gesture. Thèa's possession of unparalleled charm was said to be her's from birth; her attractiveness an inherent part of her spirit. When still a toddler, she would run her mother's household without the ability to yet speak, only using her gentle little arms and the ease of command in her expressions to indicate her needs. The mixings of atarin and dryadic heritage, along with her Mer bloodline has given Thèa a complexion that is wholly unique, and remarkable; with the sheen of a pearl tinged a pale icy-blue, but yet remaining nacre and white, always shifting in a constant undulation of different hues when caught in a certain light. Voluminous and wavy hair, glittering electric-blue, her tresses fall down below her shoulders. Big, pastel-green eyes which shine faintly with a luminescent light; a membrane of protective film occasionally flashes over her eyes if she blinks rapidly enough, this protection keeps her eyes from drying out when out of water, and also allows her vision when underwater even with limited light. A small but well-formed nose, bone straight except for a slight upturning at the end; lips and mouth of supple pliancy, easily forming into smiles, they are full and womanly, cupid's bow top and an ever so slight bottom that tends to pout every so often. A body of curvaceous lines, sinuously S-rounded hips and a demoiselle waist perfectly hour-glass. Thèa smells like the tropics, faintly of salt air on the sea, and a minor base note of white grapes.
Apparel:
Background:
Affiliations:

Skills/Attributes
Boundless As The Sea Is Infinite, As The Soul Is Deep
Thèa's spirit is a completely unique union of magical nature, the mixing of mortal and immortal being alike to form something wholly new. Her spirit is a mass of the deep endless waters of the Elexian Sea, where thus far, amongst its endless depths, only myths and legends were born. Leukothèa is the embodiment of this world, her grace and charm a representation of Bakara's hidden beauties, and she possesses twice the natural charisma as normal.
Galatèasian Splendor: Through the constant pulse of her inner spirit, whenever Leukothèa gains a Charisma effect, she immediately is empowered in the process, gaining new traits and benefits which empower her current level of Emergence. The maximum number of Charisma effects Thea may possess is 1 + the current level of her Emergence, where 1 is her natural Charisma. However, this unique relationship with her spirit is a part of her physiology, a perculiar symbiosis that limits Thèa's ability to cast spells, resulting in her ability to only learn and cast Spirit, Mind or Water magics. (While employing Charisma effects, either passive or active, additional Emergence traits become active relative to the amount of Thèa's current Charisma level.)
Iridescence (Lvl. 2; Charisma Score: 2)
Leukothèa's beauty is unquestionable. Her spirit is a force of primal Bakara, natural and immense. Her entire being is made up of elemental forces, from deep within her heart to the very surface, her life-force is volatile like the tides. This glamour envelopes Thèa in pristine iridescence. Her body and skin are encrusted all over with shimmering microscopic jewels a veritable cornucopia of rainbow hues. Her spirit exudes incredible spiritual pressure like the pull of the oceans, the volatility of her heritage crashing like waves to the ebb and flow within her, all pulsing to reach the surface, bringing out her inner nature and turning Thèa into the very embodiment of her Mer spirit.
Lvl. 1 - The crystalline scaling on Thèa's hands can be engorged to giving her control over ice and water, her hands are water tight and may slide through solid ice as if it were warm water. She has a natural flow effect over water she lifts in this way.
Splendour - The crystalline scaling on Thea's hands can be made to shimmer in the light, drawing closer attention to her hand movements.
Lvl. 2 - The crystalline scaling on Thea's arms can be imbued with the strength of waves, her pushes and pulls are made with an additional strength level and her bare-handed blows are slightly disorienting.
Splendour - The wave like movement of Thea's arms increases the potency of any effect (such as bardic dances) based on her movement.

Spells
Spirit
1 - Mark - By contact you can mark a person's aura which manifests in a glowing rune on their brow. Allows you to sense their presence. Can only have two people marked at a given time.
2 - Peer - You are able to see and decipher other people's auras, revealing their emotions.
Water
1 - Filter - Wave your hand over up to a gallon of water to remove any minor impurities from it. Cannot undo potions, effects would be unpredictable.
Mind
1 - Translate - Attunes your mind to that of a target speaker, allowing you to understand them no matter what language they are speaking.

Accessories
Magical
> Fathom - A pearl encrusted coral mirror, gilted gold and heart-shaped. Its surface is roiling, always filled with under water scenes, and in someway tied to the waters of the Elexian Sea.

Weapons
Magical
Mundane
>>Ogygia - Thea's glass dagger she received as a gift from her mother on her 15th nameday. A duo of snakes make up the guard with a serpentine blade and smooth coral hilt ending in a pommel capped with a stone of sapphire. - Modifier 2 -


Currency
0 gold

**This young man isn't as naïve as the others, interesting.**

Levana - As you say.

**Luckily, right on the heels of Cassandra, Sefirat followed her into the establishment. The young woman was flush and out of breath, but invigorated, maybe even exhilarated at the prospect of adventure.**

Sef - My dear girl, I've made arrangements. Tom's been expecting us. Come, we have a private parlor all to ourselves. This way.

**Sefirat lead the other noblewoman off to the side of the common room, near the private salons. They occupied the biggest one.**

**Very Official, but impromptu notices are seemingly posted over night, and read as follows**: