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Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by lil_kreen

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What was once a defensive construct left behind by a fallen empire rose to intelligence and now dedicates itself to the defense of Mankind in the name of the Living Emperor.

Description

A Ductu is a rider that wanders along in the guise of other creatures. Myrkul dispatches them to understand things which are foreign and not human or merely to learn of places where they currently are not. Each adds their intellect and thereby their goals to the creature but most take bodies that don't involve a combative will. Though they get some from their host if even minimally conscious Ductu can speak in many languages producing the structures necessary to do so. While becoming a greater whole a Ductu nonetheless holds the strings of the bonded creature's goals. They have a general distaste for bonding with sapient creatures and most abjectly refuse to subvert the will of humankind. They are likely to undo hostile psychic efforts against the host creature to effect escape of both. Weaving into the creature's body as well as the mind it becomes larger and more hardy. In deep shadow one can see the tenuous crimson psionic afterimage of Ductu's mental defenses above the creature's head.

Regular ductu can be somewhat androgynous when personified if going about their business alone but when engaged with other sapients they often take on much more feminine features. Smooth face and skin hints at some well designed symmetry hidden just underneath more than defined enough for a warm smile. Their fingers normally long and sharp can shorten to lithe attractive hands if they need to interact with humans. When interacting with physical objects often their hands take on the smooth cool texture of silken gloves. The rest of their substance feels much like a silt caressing as it moves past. The eyes sometimes silver with red irises are an imitation of the organics that humankind expect.



Gender: Female
Race: Ascended hairworm
Age: Not applicable
Height (personified): 5'8"
Theme: Kati RAN - SUURIN

Description

Sanctus is an altered template of Ductu overall. Each Ductu maintains their own distinctiveness though sometimes re-purpose themselves for specific duties. Sanctus has had psistone scales added to her template and mass as well as small mithril plates. Both form some solid surfaces on her otherwise silty body. Compared to other Ductu this one's distinctiveness named Sanctus is one of the most feminine in appearance. Her garments of lacy mithril plating mixed with white psistone fit well with the thin mithril edged mote-blade she uses in lieu of sharp claws. Her duties are for dangerous areas that may require the use of force but Myrkul has enjoined her to only engage on humankind's behalf if called to service by mankind and by name. She will otherwise leave or fight for herself when cornered and can move quite quickly. Light on her feet when personified often touching the ground with by tiptoe dancing above it.

As one of the eldest Ductu, Sanctus is authorized by Myrkul to terminate Mankind when necessary. She would still not do so lightly to respect Dicta and would need to be properly enjoined to aid Humankind to do so without due cause related to her host.

Powers

  • Bond - When Ductu bonds with a creature they gain a supernatural hardiness. As she is woven into their muscles if they sustain any bleeding she can cauterize wounds very quickly. Not to mention the resiliency of the motes themselves. This is stupendously painful when done in large amounts so Ductu prefers to seal wounds with her own substance until the host can rebuild themselves. The host's skin is more robust as the networks of black motes are far more resilient than most flesh. If the host takes too much damage without having time to heal it may prove fatal for the host if Ductu leaves as she may be triaging for a good amount of flesh that hasn't regenerated yet.
  • Engine of Jinhai - Sanctus has the ability to manufacture, alter, and control psimass that came with the modifications by Jinhai. It largely serves to repair her armor and weapons with harvested materials. This allows a number of practical psi-machines she is capable of constructing in the field. As a template impressed psionic structure it evinces on the host as a seal resembling a Jinhai just below the shoulder blades on the back. Damaging the locus will inhibit Sanctus' constructive abilities temporarily but once the host is repaired or Sanctus leaves leaves the host they will soon return.
  • The Crown - A Ductu's will produces a faint red crown above the host's head seen largely in the blackest of night as during the day or dusk it's far too bright. The bonding is vulnerable to psychic attacks which weakens her but a Ductu will not leave a bonded host unless absolutely necessary. The bond allows her to repair hostile efforts against the host mind. While bonded with such a creature its will is very difficult to subvert by others without also breaking Ductu's own first.
  • Personify - If she leaves a bonded animal and personifies Ductu will not easily be damaged by projectiles holding a wispy solidity unless needing her hands to manipulate objects. Outside the weakness of the bond she will prove heavily resilient against psychic attacks but weak to fire. Touching Ductu's mind is damaging in of itself as it innately reacts with hostility to things attempting to actively bond with her benign or otherwise. Sanctus moves very quickly and her sword is partly flexible if she requires it. Ductu in general prefer diplomacy for sapient creatures or bonding with everything else than damaging potential hosts or humankind however.
  • Armored - Compared to other Ductu 'Sanctus' has body armor and will not suffer as much elemental damage in comparison to regular Ductu while still vulnerable to fire. The host also enjoys such protection and evinces as skin-tight body armor under clothes or even over the body if the host is small enough. The armor is not removable as it is part of Sanctus's anatomy though she can 'disrobe' by pushing the armor inward if the feeling strikes her.
Current Host - Ignas Mun

Height (bonded): 6'5"
Height (alone): 6'3"

Ignas was en route to Jarrako downs to be a bouncer for someone's business associate at the behest of another when he was waylaid by thugs putting a hurt on associates of either. While he survived the encounter all the other men he put down did give him a beating. Staggering toward help he collapsed unconscious midway due to cerebral pressure from one too many crowbar hits to the head and a gunshot wound to the torso. This is where Sanctus found him then decided to embody him to preserve the life a Humankind. His throne of mankind only slightly damaged but intact she made some minor repairs to support organics she was capable of and cerebrospinal pressure returned to normal. Ignas was still technically in a coma however and the throne of mankind must recover on its own. First rifling through his things in pockets she found a phone and after some muddling to figure out how to use it passed the biometric security systems with ease. After locating his itinerary, destination, and ship she set off to wherever he was going. Ignas started to fade in and out midway through her trip though she keeps him from noticing anything is wrong.















Former Host - Huan Wen

Height (bonded): 6'1"
Height (alone): 5'4"
Sanctus is in the multiverse seeking warriors to further her understanding of Mankind that inhabit the wide variety of places here. As she is empowered with the Dictum of murder she does not need to ask when taking a host of mankind least of all by force. Still, any Ductu do avoid taking hosts of Mankind by subsuming with a Ductu's will laid on top of them. In this particular case Sanctus found a woman thrown free by from inadequately contained foreign Way gate. As Sanctus felt there were others that came through the gate she hurriedly overtook the form with grievous harm bled from spatial slices incurred by the experience. nearly a quarter of the host's skull and brain are missing entirely so a some of Huan's hair is entirely black motes as Sanctus triaged the damage with herself. Sanctus is capable of guiding the host to self-repair, given time, however with Sanctus' Dicta of Murder Huan Wen will likely no longer be the same. Repairs to the throne of mankind by Myrkul's own are extremely likely to perturb them toward Myrkul's own interests as well an ascendant hairworm's nature of thought.

Using the engine of Jinhai Sanctus capable of building a stasis pad used the power as an engine to leave the host inside. It has a fairly short duration in days however. Huan eventually was left with a monastery enclave capable of taking care of the humankind once she'd repaired the skull and Sanctus moved on.

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Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul's Story

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Huan stepped through the pink portal with no doubt that everything would be fine. However the habits of other creatures here creating standing threads of portal conduits rather than momentary ones made for unforeseen obstacles. Even in the impossible vastness of the space between worlds lines would sometimes cross. In this case a fraction of a moment resulted in the energy that was Huan striking one of the many conduits that formed the Way of the beings that served Myrkul's Vein. The conduit recoiled at that first strike to move out of the way but the damage done flung what was Huan slightly off course to the destination in a riot of pink energy near to where the exit should have been.

A great amount of the skull gone it would have been Huan's last if not for the propensity of the Way to direct ejecta at the nearest familiar object. Namely one Ductu of silver armor and floating black silt named 'Sanctus' traveling between parts of this world. Her light steps barely heard that she barely touched the ground at all most certainly drowned out by shaking plants and falling tree limbs she hurried over to the damaged Mankind. Travelers of such things intrigued her but more so when they weren't bleeding to death. Inside the psistone mask two red eyes surrounded by silver opened in the black sockets. Little more than a second's thought Sanctus whirled in slow motion her back aligned with the woman's prone form the back of her armor flowing free to splatter on top of Huan and her growing pool of blood.

The black silt soaked into Huan's flesh inspecting it as Sanctus' eye bonded with Huan's own. In fact the body grew nearly nine inches to accommodate Sanctus' volume in height as well as muscularity. It was a simple if expensive matter to stitch the slices on her body and armor back together if not replace the missing volume with her own. More problematic was the missing parts of the throne of mankind that were destroyed by the grinding event. Sanctus carefully placed herself upon the throne while the Mankind's soul recovered. The words came with the hosts's mind as to what was broken. The first chakra gate was damaged and the second destroyed. She could replace those with the engine of Jinhai though Sanctus' wondered how well the host would work afterward.

Metal and black poured across the gap in Huan's skull then a lock of long matte-black hair that swept of its own accord to clean up the blood underneath her. Huan's eyes opened as Sanctus sat up flexing to adjust her clothing. The memories flooded in as Sanctus pulled the host's soul back into being from the brink of nonexistence. At the seat of Huan's mind the Ductu sat cross-legged quietly brushing the sparking in her hair away as Sanctus acquired stem cells to regrow the connections of broken nerves. What was Huan mouthed words imperceptibly as Sanctus prodded to hold her cover. Unfortunately for Sanctus she hadn't planned for a compatriot of Huan to be quite so close.

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The motor cortex deeply unbalanced Huan spun about ungainly to look at Mizuno as Sanctus could only fix the host just so fast. Huan rose to tiptoe her lower half stabilizing like some marionette no longer dangled. Her black eyes locked in place on Mizuno as Huan rose her hand to rub at the pain for a moment, "Hai, Sensei. I went into the portal but there was a bright purple light from above me. I think I hit it. Now my... my head hurts. I feel like I was staring into the sun then smashed headfirst to earth."

She takes some ragged breaths the grabs a tree flat on her heels once more as the dangling stops, "My chakra feels different. It hurts."

Sanctus, far too busy trying to keep the host alive, doesn't notice that difference in chakra. Huan's normal smooth orange aura now a ragged purple with holes rimmed with seared orange. Inside those dark voids are reflections of the prismatic threads of psimass Sanctus uses to triage the destroyed second chakra gate instead regulating it herself. Angular edges of Huan's chakra take on the glimmer of hard silver.

Huan's voice is more sure if accidentally informal as she stops quivering at the knees, "I can go on, Sensei. Though my memory is kinda fuzzy. Were... you always this short?"

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A quarter of the skull under Mizuko's fingers is an abyssal matte black as Mizuko ran her fingers through rather than than Huan's other shiny black hair. The feel was one silky smooth but thicker and faintly moving. Between her fingers the strands carry Chakra as if living flesh leaving grey shadows behind her fingers. A silver metal plate seemed to follow across the grey scalp with Mizuko's fingers as she brushed between the strands.

Sanctus stuck to her guns carefully editing the host's perception of reality to deny everything. Replacement to the host's flesh feeling like normal hair or compensating her movement for height. She couldn't affect it in large without corrupting the mind but making the changes less important fit her needs. As the Ductu wasn't there to usurp the human's soul anyway Sanctus liking her own body just fine.

Huan lumbered forward behind her Sensei haltingly as Sanctus stopped trying to be unobtrusive. A piece of Sanctus's own intellect then lent to Huan as her mind imposed its former order on that piece of mindscape. Each pace was heavier than it should be but accelerating like a clock ticking up to speed. Huan pushed up her sleeve and pushed at the skin shaking her hand at the tingle it left on dark lines on her arm. Sanctus was dutifully holding the slices together then pushing in more motes as flexing required. There was a chirp in Huan's brain that Sanctus couldn't quite locate to muffle whispering from another Ninja that something was wrong.

Huan's voice was stronger but still had pain in it, "Hai, Sensei! My chakra hurts but it feels well, not drained, but small. What made me so big?"

A Shuriken produced from the belt she ran her thumb over the four pointed star and wondered at it, "I feel light. I know my Kenjutsu but my sword seems wrong somehow."

A spark of the Ductu's memory leaked across the gap though the thought only just beyond her, "We have to explore for humankind. I can see a mountain in the distance with something around it. There must be other people here."

The shuriken hummed in her palm spinning quickly in place above it her chakra charging like someone at wary attention. Huan however was busy between somewhere at the horizon and her Sensei with no such stress in her voice. Sanctus didn't like the idea they they might not be alone. It was bad enough she wasn't ready to integrate the host yet with other humans at least these waited.

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After rescuing a human from an unfortunate chance intersection of interplanar transit and the Way the woman clad in black leather and mithril hobbled forward through the forest. Sanctus hadn't let the host sleep for weeks and it was beginning to show. Too much of her throne of mankind had yet to be rebuilt to allow her to sleep. Santus needed to put the body into stasis before the soul attached began to degrade.

The mental activity nearby drew the Ductu's attention. As she wandered to the outskirts of the village Sanctus wasn't particular about the building she used. A fringe shack served to store the body in a small attic space with a spare board. Sanctus had difficulty weaving a stasis pad upon it quietly while the host's eyesight began to become blurry. Every so often the masked face leaned out of the side of the head here something more dusty than black hair waved in the breeze. It was easier to see with her own eyes.

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The sound had echoed around the village, but Warren was the first to hear it. He was out the door before anyone could hear the sound. Leader Jaw-Long and Max called out for him, but he was already down the steps and on the path towards the entrance. Jaw-Long nodded for Max to head on after him.

With a huff and sigh Max got up and ran after the boy. "Stupid ass dog, never knows how to wait for people." He mumbled as his feet pounded the ground.

The boy got to the site just in time to see the girl, "Hey, hey you! Hey! What are you doing?!" He yelled.

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The sound had echoed around the village, but Warren was the first to hear it. He was out the door before anyone could hear the sound. Leader Jaw-Long and Max called out for him, but he was already down the steps and on the path towards the entrance. Jaw-Long nodded for Max to head on after him.

With a huff and sigh Max got up and ran after the boy. "Stupid ass dog, never knows how to wait for people." He mumbled as his feet pounded the ground.

The boy got to the site just in time to see the girl, "Hey, hey you! Hey! What are you doing?!" He yelled.

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Ductu turned from astride a rafter beside the wide plank she'd laid down. There wasn't enough time left to move the host any more let alone aggressively. She ignored the man lying her host's head down on a thick layer of psimass in iridescent spiderwebs. Ductu reached out to the pattern plucking a single string with enough power for the humm to trigger others. The periodic syncing sounded much like wind chimes as a porcelain face bend upward out of the body away from silk-like strands crawling upward. The glinting silk at the head wound hid a frost of neural branches from Ductu's attempts to rebuild the throne of mankind. A near quarter of the host's head was missing.

Ductu raised a leg out of the host's own the black leather became a travel-worn brown and mithril plated lithe legs poured out of it. The leg stepped lightly upon the ceiling and pulled the rest of Ductu's partly mithril-plated body free. The white silken evening gloves with pale frills near the shoulder came last leaving the woman behind wearing far simpler leather traveling armor. The rest of Ductu's skin was a perfect matte black her face an unmoving white porcelain mask peering down at the man from the ceiling. A drifting cloud of black emerged from her head with a black fog cloud for hair. In the dark of the shed one might find it difficult to see her whole body smoking slightly as motes ranged to investigate the nearby environment. Ductu clasped tiptoe and fingers to the ceiling with no apparent support to her at all. A long curved two handed sword grew from behind her while she busied with manifesting.

The holes in the white mask turn silver with bright red irises as the mouthless face spoke in a dusty hush, "There's nothing for you here, Humankind. Go away."

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If Warren had a tail it would wagging like crazy. "I am sorry, I am told I shouldn't come on too strong." He looked around, he couldn't see Max, but could hear him coming. He had about a few minutes to get this under control by himself. "I don't mean any harm. I just heard the crash and wanted to see if anyone or thing was alright. Are you okay?" He was more interested in this being than he was afraid or worried. He looked over where she was, he assumed it was a she, and smiled.

Max stopped next to the boy, almost a foot taller than him, and looked at the situation. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath, "Can we help you? Are you lost? Or are you here from something evil?" Max asked.

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While facing the man intently a right leg gracefully bent down to make the barest touch to a rafter. Her body torqued letting one hand free to glide a silken tiptoe to the side of an opposing rafter with her left leg. Astride she loosed her grip from the roof to turn upright. Attentive eyes might notice the legs pivot in a larger freedoms than anything that had bones inside constrained only by the hard armor plates upon her surface.

There was no strain in her quiet sandy voice from where silver-red eyes never left sight of the man, "The host's soul can take no more wakeful hours. The host must rest but wherever one may lie I am not lost. That is all."

She loosed her back leg and knelt slowly through the air to let herself down from the rafters with both hands as if elegantly pouring through the air than one should fall through it. There wasn't even a barest crater of dust where her toes struck earth. The tiniest rim around the mithril tip along what looked like matte thigh socks pushed upward in the dirt.

The breastplate had ornate designs upon as in the better light much that wasn't contained by porcelain mask or evening glove was clad in armor-lace. Her severe if attractive hourglass figure bent what looked like shining metal plate in ways it ought not to do much less with without appreciable noise. Especially so without breaking a spine.

The mask and head torqued side to side dragging the black hair nimbus with it, "None know my name yet. So by the will of Myrkul's Vein none can ask me to do evil. But I must defend my host."

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Both guys looked at each other and then back at the creature. Warren was intrigued while Max was cautious. She was something none of them had seen before and didn't know how to go by it. Max grabbed the boy's shoulder and gave him a gentle shove backwards. "Go get Leader, he will need to be here for this."

The boy looked back at him, "Why me?" He asked. Warren didn't want to go and missing something awesome happen. It wasn't everyday that he could see some alien mist lady and he hadn't been on a mission in some time. Apparently he needed to work on his entrance and thinking a little more clearly before acting. Warren's lips turned into a pout and his eyes into puppy dog eyes. "Please can we handle this with just the two of us?"

Max glared at the boy, "No, he is waiting to be informed anyway. You are the only one here that can get to him and run back the fastest. Now go." He ordered.

Warren wasn't pleased. His face went from begging to a glare, "Fine." He disappeared into the trees within seconds. Max turned around back to the creature.

"Rest up if you need to or if, er, your host needs to. We really mean no harm to you if you are not planing to harm us, but you must understand that I cannot leave you here by yourself. I have people to protect like you have your," his hand suggested this host thing, "host. Do you need food? Water? When the boy returns he can fetch you some." Max spoke calmly, his eyes never leaving her.

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Sanctus shrugged and eyed the boy as he left looking over to her host upon the board. One could make fibre-wreathed boots out in the murk of the shed. Ever on tiptoe she left faint divots in the dust raising her left leg to pirouette sideways to better spy the humankind Warren as he left. Quick indeed.

Sanctus spoke from that position with little strain shaking her head, "I only harm humankind on your request that meets Myrkul's Dictum. Then we can stay quietly watching the host. Huan cannot consume she is in stasis. Once the soul has recovered I can feed with her body later."

Slowly bending up straight she shrugged, "It is good to meet polite humankind. I need nothing on my own what little I require I can take from my host. Her throne of mankind is too damaged for the soul to act on its own."

Sanctus raised a hand and curled a finger at him, "If you must see then come and see. Do you have any that can repair damaged humankind as they should be? My repairs will alter the inherent nature of the throne."

Her right leg raised to spiral her body in place and hop up to the rafters. The long black nimbus that served as her hair billowed behind her. She tiptoed with a small bounce to where she left the board in the ceiling. The host human Huan's frost-silken appearance seemed at peace if not for a skull that ended with a diagonal cut just above the brow on one side.

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Max scratched the back of his head, she was hard to understand, but from the looks of it she or her host needed a healer and the only one they had was the leader. Looking back over his shoulder he thought about his people and their safety. This girl or alien didn't seem dangerous, for now.

"We have a healer if that is what you mean, that is who the boy is going get." Max said, his eyes watching the weirdness of her body. "Where do you come from, besides the sky that is?"

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Ductu with thin gloved fingers put her hand on her porcelain mask to pull it free with a small tuft of black dust. The dust squirms for a moment then a impish female face forms from a lump of shapeless dust. Silver lined red irises open from behind eyelids but her face squirms with the effort of adding the 'holes' one might expect humans to have in their face. Her ears came afterward and she rubbed at them pondering the right texture.

With a lagged impish smile her face moves incompletely for a moment as if the flesh is unfamiliar with being a face. Her voice then sounds less dusty shaped with a mouth rather than air, "We are from the Black Storm. Both of us built by human hands. We have escaped it now and come from a new ephemeral plane of growth we have found, Genesis. Have you ever dreamed of a plane of infinite grain, Humankind?"

The drifting cloud that served as her hair slowly braided itself and fell as if solid as she drifted around on one foot, "You may see us there now, harvesting. The peaceful place is quite boring."

She flourished with the mask in one hand, "I'm human enough to need more stimulation. Some people ride the four legged animals. I ride you humans. There's none of *either* in Genesis."

Shrugging she looked at the broken Huan, "I'm supposed to ask but the broken ones are free."

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In the distance there was a glint of silver moving periodic as if rising out of the ground on its own. It had the smell of rot and iron custom to many zombies but it was certainly not their custom for a bloodied head to stand, look around the hole, then return to its business. Dirt would resume its arched pitches from the bottom of the hole. Holes in its flesh as well bitten away then replaced with leather and mithril in places just enough that the meat still operated properly. At least for now.

It was only slightly less exhausting using this undying meat than digging this with her own hands but Sanctus did promise the humankind that they wouldn't roam as a zombie. She wasn't, unfortunately, able to get her out without the human's injured frame being swarmed. Sanctus was stronger than whatever tainted drive kept it animated but that didn't help her saiety. A good host able to swing her weapon while impressed upon them apparently wasn't particularly common.

The zombie swore as it worked as the animating creature, Sanctus, had a habit of talking to her hosts whether dead or not. In this case the irritable chatter made worse by circumstance, "I need to find a good small human-sized sword. Humankind, you couldn't swing my sword to save your lives."

The leather and mithril patched zombie stopped digging to go slack and stare at the sky. The rent face grimaced at zombies stumbling over the edge with a rumble of earth into her new grave. The voice gurgled and spat angrily, "Now I have to bury you all. And this other humankind too. Good for you both. How grand for me. You didn't know but there were four others before you and four graves. All I can find to stab tainted with your hands are large bits of tree flesh!"

The zombie's voice was haggard while back to working but some speech got out properly. The sound still was clear someone calmly made an effort to talk through it, "How did you all know my name anyway! Only the basal planes know. You all should have known how to carry a sword at least. How are you even alive in this place without such knowledge! I'm hungry already now that your body has stopped working."

Little did Sanctus know that some miles away a cleric's home remained mostly intact. Perhaps a shambling strongman inside was the one nicknamed 'Sanctus'. By herself she was adept enough to dance around such biters should they even care to bother about the inorganic creature wearing a very recently birthed zombie hidden in a small bushy clearing on a nearby hill.

The setting changes from midland to Cursed Wood

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Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff
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A sealed envelope appeared on the doorstep of every occupant of the Cursed Wood, as well as fastened elegantly to many tree branches. It was a formal invitation to the current occupants to attend the Ball of Chaos.

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Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff
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A great emerald beam of light suddenly shot towards the sky and made contact with Sol,
coming from somewhere deep within the Collenham Mountains, elsewhere on Aslund.

Sol and Terra seemed tethered together by a thin, bright, green string.

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Character Portrait: The Mystic Character Portrait: Meghan Kinsington Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Elaina Ballifrey Character Portrait: Mycenia Character Portrait: Charles Lemarr Character Portrait: Tage Character Portrait: Lycanthrope Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Akira Marshall Miyatai Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Prototype: X-001: Code name: M.A.D.N.E.S.S. Character Portrait: Zuriel Raxxus Character Portrait: Catalina Salvatore Character Portrait: F.M-167492848 Character Portrait: Serianata Sorrow Character Portrait: Syler Kaosu-Alternate Syler-Vamp Character Portrait: Draco Scaleblade Character Portrait: Jamie Page Character Portrait: Cherry Blanc Character Portrait: Doctor Evelan Iris Rose Character Portrait: The Witch Character Portrait: Manee Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: elvampiro
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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ h-hello ”

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Character Portrait: The Mystic Character Portrait: Meghan Kinsington Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Elaina Ballifrey Character Portrait: Mycenia Character Portrait: Charles Lemarr Character Portrait: Tage Character Portrait: Lycanthrope Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Akira Marshall Miyatai Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Prototype: X-001: Code name: M.A.D.N.E.S.S. Character Portrait: Zuriel Raxxus Character Portrait: Catalina Salvatore Character Portrait: F.M-167492848 Character Portrait: Serianata Sorrow Character Portrait: Syler Kaosu-Alternate Syler-Vamp Character Portrait: Draco Scaleblade Character Portrait: Jamie Page Character Portrait: Cherry Blanc Character Portrait: Doctor Evelan Iris Rose Character Portrait: The Witch Character Portrait: Manee Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: elvampiro
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The Cursed Wood creaked and groaned in response, offering only the hollow sound of the mysterious forest beyond.

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Character Portrait: The Mystic Character Portrait: Meghan Kinsington Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Elaina Ballifrey Character Portrait: Mycenia Character Portrait: Charles Lemarr Character Portrait: Tage Character Portrait: Lycanthrope Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Akira Marshall Miyatai Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Prototype: X-001: Code name: M.A.D.N.E.S.S. Character Portrait: Zuriel Raxxus Character Portrait: Catalina Salvatore Character Portrait: F.M-167492848 Character Portrait: Serianata Sorrow Character Portrait: Syler Kaosu-Alternate Syler-Vamp Character Portrait: Draco Scaleblade Character Portrait: Jamie Page Character Portrait: Cherry Blanc Character Portrait: Doctor Evelan Iris Rose Character Portrait: The Witch Character Portrait: Manee Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: elvampiro
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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ what is happening here ”

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Character Portrait: The Mystic Character Portrait: Meghan Kinsington Character Portrait: The Crawling Chaos Character Portrait: Elaina Ballifrey Character Portrait: Mycenia Character Portrait: Charles Lemarr Character Portrait: Tage Character Portrait: Lycanthrope Character Portrait: Lord Leviathan, Prince of Envy Character Portrait: Akira Marshall Miyatai Character Portrait: Maedos Judgement Character Portrait: Prototype: X-001: Code name: M.A.D.N.E.S.S. Character Portrait: Zuriel Raxxus Character Portrait: Catalina Salvatore Character Portrait: F.M-167492848 Character Portrait: Serianata Sorrow Character Portrait: Syler Kaosu-Alternate Syler-Vamp Character Portrait: Draco Scaleblade Character Portrait: Jamie Page Character Portrait: Cherry Blanc Character Portrait: Doctor Evelan Iris Rose Character Portrait: The Witch Character Portrait: Manee Character Portrait: Nissa Rosetta Character Portrait: Ductu 'Sanctus' Myrkul Character Portrait: Oyakawa Mizuno Character Portrait: Kander Hotigan Character Portrait: CPO. S-097 Jeff Character Portrait: elvampiro
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Character Portrait: elvampiro elvampiro says,
 “ hello forest are you there ”