Chambers

Appearance

Slightly below average height for an English man, Chambers stands at 5ft 8' with a nest of dark curls on top his head shot through with grey giving him an older appearance then his early thirties years of life. When his beard is grown in it likewise has the encroaching grey of middle age.

Otherwise he is quite unremarkable as people go. He has lived a comfortable life and while not overweight was pushing that way when he first arrived in Sacramento, he has over the last several months lost a little weight for those who know what to look for although it has done little to help his overall fitness.

The Casual clothes and cheap robes have given way to more frequent use of suits that make use of the full grey palette. The move to professional academic from scruffy scholar was more then happen stance, given it coincided with his push to take up the role of councillor of the Moros, and more serious reconstruction of the Consilium. Mounting responsibilities change people. And the right image helps.

Nimbus

The sounds of the unquiet dead can be heard, dozens of whispers seem to emanate from unseen sources and most certainly unliving throats.

A choir of screams from stygian shades wracks the surrounding area with a cacophony of otherworldly screams.

The voices of his nimbus take on malevolent tones and threatening half heard words, sounds of snapping, breaking, nails on chalk board and other haunting noises accompany the stage whispers.

The atmosphere becomes heavy with restful quiet audible by the sudden suppression of other noise, gentle sighs and peaceful whispers, the soft babbling of souls at rest, of intimate connections and peaceful acceptance.

Awakening

Less then forty eight hours had passed since he arrived in the river city, that all it took to die. A river cruise gone wrong, an Englishman over the edge and a swift current to drown in. But death was not what he expected. Wrapped in quiet calm. Passing through the dark towards something those had been comforting, familiar in cultural sense. The realm of Stygia however was not.

In effect washing up in the grey haze in a realm where all things were mutable, gold and marble, and wood and stone all mashed into shapes and forms beyond imagination and utterly familiar. The shades howling and screaming and calm. But what held his attention most was the Ziggurat. Each step and block made of something new and other, behold the tower of lead coin. Mutable, changing as its realm does he would go on to learn the reports varying. That this tower alone has a more storied set of experiences. But his was to climb insurmountable stairs each, composed of something new and different many materials unknown to him. Each should be beyond his ability yet is managed, each becomes part of him in an intrinsic way. Time later he reaches what appears to be the top. The coin of lead hovering before and above him. The final task his name like many other scratched into the endless matter of the tower itself. Some signed a book, the traditional method, some signed the walls or in the air the tower of the lead coin itself seeming to determine the method. His. By hand.

Returning to his senses, back to the fallen world now able to perceive the weight of death heavy upon the souls of people around, the way things and people and place connected, the exact composition and breakdown of objects. He awoke to the truth of the world. And within days had been picked up by an apostate and guided in the ways of truth.

Background

Life in the river city

Finding his feet and taking stock

The great work begins

Councillor of the path of Doom

The Lex Magica and why it matters

Hooks

• Official documentation: Having recently studied for and passed the Factotum exam, Chambers is in the process of constructing a charter to serve the needs of the river city Consilium and actually make them official. He has welcomed anyway to meet and talk over the process, providing they accept not every idea will make it into the final article and we need to handle the conversations maturely.

• Pancryptia investigations: Only members of the Mysterium could begin to guess at his true motive but where possible Chambers does make the effort to walk among the city and observe the various events and festivals and gatherings in his hunt for the supernatural and supernal truth to unravel. You don't need to be a member of the Mysterium to meet up with and talk philosophy in variety of locations of course. he does seem to be looking for something specific.

• Importance of infrastructure: Chambers has been investing in infrastructure for the mages of the city to be better supported and prepared. He is always willing to both listen to and make his own suggestions about what are sound investments, following through of course.

• Traditionalist: Chambers sits pretty centrally as far as the traditions of his order goes. He values his word, tries not lie. Practices right exchange where he can and pays his debts of guanxi. At the moment he seems to be destined for a role as an archivist even if he privately laments that he has little time to give a full investigation the respect it deserves.

• Good time management: The man is highly efficient with his actions, something he attributes to good order, taking things step by step and not rushing. By taking the time to understand he is fast without being hasty.

• A dying practice: The stone scribe practices the craft of masonry. Surprising no one, he uses his job making gravestones to justify investigations into victims of tragedy and hanging around graveyards. As his skill increases he becomes ever more fascinated with the idea of materials changing into objects.

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