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[Visage] Amelie Dubois [T3]

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Legend of Altera
Mystic
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ChosenOne101
Mystic
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Patron:
Visage


Tier:
T3

Spell Points: 5

Artefacts:
[Description]: Within the blessed’s left eye is an orb resembling the face of a moon bathed in pale light, with streaks of golden stars passing over it at will or times of heightened emotion. The surface of this moon is untouched, almost taking on a mirror-like appearance with a soft glow that is easier to notice in low lighting.

[Passive]: All unrestricted languages are legible to the attuned. They may not write in the language, but they can read the language and understand the intended meaning of the text. This does not work on codes, dead languages, etc.

[Ability - Nomicon]: Two times a day the attuned is able to use their artifact to read dead or restricted languages for twenty minutes, including Infernal. At the attuned's choice, they may display the translation in a language they know for others to read, appearing as a faint shimmer of moonlight above the text.


Trinkets: N/A



IGN:
ChosenOne101
Character:
Amelie Dubois
Profile:
Here
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Quirk
T1

Emotions and thoughts become somewhat hazy to those
looking in. Thus making it somewhat harder for mages to read
and Lover Vyres to feed. (It is still possible, but takes more
time/concentration.)

T2
Natural smoke, mist, or fog no longer becomes an obstacle to them,
able to see through it as if it were hardly there at all.

T3
They are able to breathe underwater as if it were air, and seem to be good swimmers.
Universal Passive
T1
Blessed Form: Awareness
T2
Martyr
T3
Aethersight

[T1 Approval]
[T2 Approval]
[T3 Approval]
Aesthetic
T1

At will, sections of their body can take on the appearance of
cracked porcelain, though it acts as normal flesh would and
provides no benefit.


T2
Divine markings thematic to their divine form (in color as well as design)
The imagry of an inky snake curls along Amelie's right calf
starting at the side of her knee onto the top of her foot,
twinkling with blue stars.


T3
In certain conditions, their fingertips or hands glow a color themed to Visage.
This can be when casting, going through tomes, or another
thematic action at the choice of the player.


T3 ----> T4
Show extended worship, with three months OOC since achieving T3.
[08/03/2023] - [11/03/2023]
Must have a significant presence in the world as an embodiment of the virtues of their divine. Must make a constant effort to guide and foster their faith through either significant personal acts or active participation in events.

Must hold at least one sermon in which they explain their own unique views and understanding of their Divine.

An event held to sanctify an area/region in the name of their Divine, or the creation of a larger secondary shrine/church.

Must show further evidence of having a unique view and understanding of their Divine and their faith. To truly show how they differ, and what faith means to them personally.

Must have at least ten instances in their divine log where they have personally done something significant in the name of their faith separate to the event(s) above.

An offering of something of great personal value to the character themselves given to their Divine. Include evidence of why this offering is of importance and significance.

An offering is made of Amelie's journal, one that had been on her side since first arriving within the landing that depicts her progression as a person as well as her experiences. It contrains the iliterate scratches of attempts to write, and charcoal sketches of significant events. It is located within her personal shrine in her lands.

An Oath of personal and religious significance must be sworn in the name of their God.
T1
Upon one of her regular excursions to the ruins of the Storm's Landing cathedral, she notices what appears to be a man sitting in one of the pews. Curiousity lures her nearer, for he seems entirely unfamiliar, and as she gets closer she can see he is reading a book, but the words themselves seem to move and change to the point she cannot understand them. Then, he closes the book and looks to her, black of hair and blue of eye, to offer her a smile that seems both genuine and not at the same time. Unnervingly, he compliments her on her latest journal entry, before he stands and turns, putting his back to her to depart. Then he looks back to her, face entirely different and with brown hair and green eyes instead. He says his farewells, but congratulates her on the 'beginning of her journey' before he leaves entirely. The moment he is out of sight she feels a shiver run down her spine that settles in her chest with a strange sort of power. Amelie is now T1 of Visage.

T2
Amelie finds herself pouring over her notes of Mok'yra, the words upon the paper providing a particular frustration this evening. As she looks away from the pages, toward the night sky, she feels a presence tug at her mind. She looks upward toward a half-moon, it's pale light washing gently over the landscape and seeping through the cracks of the ruin that once was the Grand Cathedral of the pantheon. The light seems to drip away from the scene, stars seemingly removed from the sky. All that remains in the half moon. With the darkness comes the sound of bare feet upon the stone, though at a glance it seems nobody is there. Her attention is slowly turned back to her notes before ink begins to scrawl upon the pages, words shifting, notes corrected. As the light slowly begins to return to the scene, Amelie feels a sense of achievement as she rises to T2

T3
On Amelie's next visit to Valencella, a peculiar fog seems to blanket the region. Walking through the town, windows and mirrors hold blurred reflections, the sound of layering whispered words heard when they are approached closer. Within a few hours, the region returns to the normalcy that would be expected of a summer's day, but a deepened connection can be felt all the same.


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