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  1. #21
    Saber Sloth's Avatar

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    Circe Origins can spend the Glamour into the Wyrdstone whenever - just make sure you tag me so I can narrate what happens next

    Though any Countless Bugul Stray will need to spend Glamour separately.
    Last edited by Saber Sloth; Jun 28th, 2020 at 09:50 AM.

  2. #22
    Titania's Avatar
    Pretty Princess
    Presence
    (Lovely)
    Striking Looks
    (Gorgeous)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Posh Accent)
    New Identity
    (Eleanor Tessier)
    Titania

    Telluric / Bright One

    Fairest


    Mask

    A striking brunette in her 20s with deep blue eyes, shoulder length hair and a 1000-watt smile. Her features have a radiant beauty to them. She styles herself after the latest fashions, never forgetting to add a touch of tradition to her mises.
    Titania

    Mien

    The elegant and armonious movement of the celestial spheres is reflected upon her hair, galaxies dance across the pitch black background in clockwork-like precision, delicate specks of moondust blaze down in her wake, disappearing just as they touch the floor. Her eyes, like star sapphires, shine in tandem with the globes of light that dance around her, floating like planets swept around a Sun.
    Titania

    Mantle

    A field of roses under the glistening pale moon of a star sprangled spring night. Occasionally, midnight blue roses emerge from her hair, their petals swept by a gentle breeze, just to fade into the bed of sparkling diamond moondust left in her trail by her mien, vanishing without trace soon thereafter.

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    Circe - as bashful as she was - was showering the Wasp with the attention she sought, perhaps falling prey to her obvious lure.
    As for herself, being not one to decline an invite - not once but twice - she opted to weigh carefully her next words, as to not mince them.
    She steps forward, perhaps invading a bit too brazenly the other woman's personal space, getting into an intimate face to face, with little care for her comfort.
    "I have received schooling from the best tutors of my age", she says, her husky voice melting like honey against the Wasp's antennae. "What is it that you offer to teach me, not once, but twice?", she asks, leering innocently into her eyes.

    failure

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  4. #23
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    Dexterity
    (Nimble)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), 3 goblin fruit (changes by season), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed

    Coin of the Lucky Monkey
    Hedgespun ● +1 Defense

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    Wyrd
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    Steepscrambler

    "No no no!" Sonnie shook her heard empathically, "I heard it talk! Really! It said it was cold! Eggs won't hatch if they're cold, after all!" The Beast seemed perfectly earnest. All of a sudden, she jumped slightly, looking suspiciously at the Wyrdstone, "There! You all heard that, right? It just called me Momma!" Seriously, did no one else hear it?

    She gave Circe a strange look, "Wyrdstone?" So it wasn't an egg? "Magic rocks can still talk, though. I mean, they could if they wanted to, right? Right?" She looked around for some much wanted confirmation.

    Oh crap, I'm not going crazy, am I?

    Like I'm not already?

    No!

    Eat some more weird-ass magic fruit from an alien dimension, you self-proclaimed reincarnation of a mythological figure.

    Yeah, well... shut up!

    In bad need of a distraction from her possibly eroding sanity, Sonnie looked back towards Coco. "Uh, yeah! I think all we'll find here are some tarps. But hey, we should totally schedule a sleepover-slash-blanket fort party!" That sounded like a blast! She did own plenty of pillows. They could make quite a fortress!

    Fugly had taken to sitting quietly by the food table, waiting for someone to come and drop a juicy morsel or two.
    Spring Mantle (Scent of Flowers and Fruit)

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  6. #24
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her knees, spun silver and gold. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of freshly cut grass. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'10 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full, her body perfect.
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

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    Treasured Nix

    She watches and listens as Coco talks. And then the poke at Summer was a bit much.

    “A slumber party sounds like a lot of fun! Great idea Coco. Though perhaps after Queen Circe has had her night and we have all celebrated her Season.” Because Circe was due her night in the spotlight. “I’m sure you could turn the Tavern into a sleep over paradise!” a little praise was always good.

    Wait, she wasn’t Queen right now. This was Summers night, the passing of the Crown.

    A bright smile was offered to the dwarf, “Good evening Anatole! You’re looking quite dashing.” The effort was there, and she would point it out.

    The Italian wasn’t understood, so she looked back to Anatole, “How’ve you been?” remembering she had wanted to have him over to the coffee shop.

    “Hm?” she says, blinking a few times and looking to Rhodes, “Oh, Uh, yeah, fine.” The smile a bit forced, but he’d be the only one to know that.

    “Yes Queen Circe, please, let everyone know about the artifact.” She encourages with a less forced smile, this one with more warmth.

    Eyes watch Titania and how close she steps to Coco, wondering how this was going to turn out.

    “Sonnie, it’s not an egg. I promise you, it’s not.” Seriously, where was she getting this?

    “I’ll gladly supply all the extra blankets and pillows I have to the cause.” She had a ton. Seemed she was always finding a new throw pillow or blanket she loved. Especially if it was a soft blanket, she had tons of those. Maybe too many. But she’s never admit that.

    Spying Fugly, she walks over to find him something appropriate to eat. “Here you go.” she coos, crouching down to hand feed him while the other hand pats him. Those slits were getting dangerously close to exposing things that should not be exposed. But the Nix seemed unbothered by it, happy to feed Fugly.
    Treasured/NixWyrd ••

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  8. #25
    Bugul's Avatar
    Public: Bartholomew Bishop
    Hob Kin
    Resources
    New Identity
    Bugul

    Mien
    Bugul's face is goat-like, as are his ears and short horns reminiscent of the same beast adorn his head. He is covered in rough fur, gray in color. His facial hair is more apparent, with his mustache growing think beneath his goat-like nose and the stubble on his chin growing longer like a billy goat beard. Woody vines grow from his scalp and forearms evidencing that this being is no mere Beast, but something else as well. He looks upon the world with clear blue, goatlike eyes and walks on the earth with cloven hooves.

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    Bugul had not been seen much lately.

    He was aware, but his musings had required a great deal of internal thought, alongside worship and long conversations with his guides among the Thousand Voices. However, tonight was a coronation and Bugul knew well that he would be looked for or noted absent.

    Donning a pair of old gray slacks and a white button down, Bugul made his way to the arena, finally entering the same space as other Sacramento Changelings for the first time in a while. His clothes were wrinkled, but clean. His right hand was bandaged. His hair was unruly and his eyes had a wild edge to them... but the Goatman was smiling. And, if the old cardboard box in his hands was a sign of anything, he had brought a gift.

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  10. #26
    James Turner's Avatar
    John Campbell
    New Identity
    (John Campbell)
    Rigid Mask
    Trained Observer
    Presence
    (Plain)
    Perfect Stillness
    James Turner

    Mien
    Skin pulled back tight against his frame and a ghostly white, eyes and mouth sucking and empty pits that appear to be without end. His shadow a deep black that seems to be driving the body instead of the other way around.

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    Wyrd
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    Whisperwisp

    He caught Circe's glance seemed the jig was up but she hadn't outed him so he smiled and gave a nod of the head to her raising his beer in a toast before taking a swig as Anatole came over, looked like they were both the barfly's of the freehold.


    "A very good question, seems like Circe's about to give the Spiel and Rhodes' is on hand for clarification. I figured if it was a bomb the monarchs wouldn't all be the same room so we're safe?" It was still a question, it could still do something terrible but he'd weighed the risks.


    Seeing Anatole eat gave him permission to start picking at the spread too. Hearing Yamiyo say she was a seamstress of sorts had piqued his interest. "I'll definitely need something fancier come Winter if you wouldn't mind, my hands aren't really made for such."


    He'd merely been observing, mostly Coco's kicking the hornets nest. Pun intended. And wondered if this anger, this spite, was new to her or had always been there. Wasp sure, but he was wondering if perhaps her time in Spring was coming to a close. Food for thought as he took another bite.


    Unable to miss Angel's entrance he offered her a half smile and a nod of acknowledgement as he kept still in his place. An eyebrow quirked as he saw the bandage on Bugul's hands but noting the box he held his tongue until he'd said his hello to the Queen of Summer.


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  12. #27
    Circe's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    Loyal Sp
    Dark Rite
    SumSol
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair.

    (Wyrdstone Power Activate!)Glamour 1 Spent
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    Circe smirks in amusement as Sonja continues to fall for the trickery. "Probably though this one doesn't. But ventriloquism is a thing," she moves to be in front of Sonja in order to boop the monkey on the nose with her index finger, "Someone's pranking you, boop."

    Then moves back to the Wyrdstone before shouting to James, "James! Is quite right, it ain't gonna explode."

    She then puts her back to the Wyrdstone to hold her hands up in presentation, "Ladies, gentlemen, and every other category ya can think of!" Circe smiles as she leans back to put her left arm on the Wyrdstone, "This is the Wyrdstone. Fer a long time this Freehold has had a mystical problem. So not me, mystical. That problem is the Freehold Oath don't wanna work. This," she pours Glamour into the Wyrdstone, "Is the solution. The Wyrdstone! Retrieved by yer sovereigns ta the benefit of all of ya! Now the Oath may be taken once more! Ta dah."
    <font color="#ffff00">Fairest: Larcenist | </font>WYRD 2| Health: 7| Willpower: 5 | Glamour: 7

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  14. #28
    Circe's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    Loyal Sp
    Dark Rite
    SumSol
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair.

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    Saber Sloth Glamour used but I forgot to tag you in the original post, sorry
    <font color="#ffff00">Fairest: Larcenist | </font>WYRD 2| Health: 7| Willpower: 5 | Glamour: 7

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    Angel's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Androgynous Beauty)
    Presence
    (Stunning)
    Fame
    (Model)
    New Identity
    (Angel Kelly)
    Angel
    Mask

    The definition of non-binary beauty. Angel has long blond hair and a lithe body. Perfect sculpted face and creamy smooth skin. Not a blemish or untended pore. 6 feet tall with perfect legs, and hands that have never seen hard labor. Their mouth is delicate, when resting, poised somewhere between a smile and a frown on the verge of pursing.
    Mein

    Much like Venus, Angel is a vision of perfect beauty but sculpted out of ice instead of stone. A single frozen tear on their right cheek. A chilling statue, seeming un-alive when not moving.
    Mantle

    The stark, cold air that surrounds their form is easy to miss, until they breath. The thick clouds of crystallized condensation forming with each breathe belie her nature.


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    Treasured

    The treasured strikes a pose, their face a mask of interest. What could this mean?

    "Will this protect us from the eyes of the gentry?" Safety? Security? Those ideas are almost too foreign to contemplate.

    The treasures eyes move, though their body is still, eyes falling on the other Winter, then Anatole, curious how these acquaintances are reacting to the announcement.
    Spider Bazaar

  17. #30
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    The Lost feel it, the moment the Glamour leaves the Queen of the Iron Spear, the Wyrdstone shudders, thrumming now like a heartbbeat, keeping particular time. Circe will know that it's the beat of her heart.

    Spreading from Circe to the Monarch of Autumn and Spring, then their Courtiers, the Seasons beside, then to the Winters, in opposite. A Quite sense of belonging. Yes, these are those of the Freehold. These people are not agents of the Others. Compared to the possibility of near suffocation of the Wyrd when called and bound by Pledge this is only a pleasant buzz in the back of your awareness.

    It will not alter your feeling or punish you for your actions. The Lost are Lost, but they are people too, and as every Changeling knows emotions can run ever so high...

    And Bugul stands out, Courtless, an outlier like he doesn't yet belong, someone only wearing a Visitor's badge, but he too, can belong to the Freehold as well...


    Stray you can pay 1 Glamour into the Wyrdstone now

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