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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

6/3/2020
The Gracious Widow as the Princess of the Fourth City.
("The Silver Tree", obviously.)

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

6/8/2020
An aspiring paleontologist’s "assemble your own Saint Fiacre" kit.

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

6/24/2020
The Merry Gentleman is coming for you and for diamonds, and I’m all out of diamonds.

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"Eyes in the temple walls. They watch. (...) The walls are wrong. The walls are always wrong."
(ES "My kingdom for a pig")

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

7/15/2020
"Bequeath your heart", another attempt of translation.

(Here’s my poll if you’d like to help me choose what else I should try.)

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edited by JaneAnkhVeos on 7/16/2020

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

8/19/2020
"Enantiodromia", yet more of it.

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

10 days ago
December (I'm going to draw them one day too, I hope):

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

5 days ago
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The Nocturnal Nostalgist

Factions: Revolutionaries, Bohemians
Profession: Crooked-Cross

Her small curiosity shop is filled with incense smoke, dust and shadows. Visitors are cordially greeted with a cup of tea or coffee, even if they come only to have a look.

By day, it is just a usual place where one can pawn or buy antiquities, exotic rarities, archaeological findings and family relics. By night, it deals in different kind of goods: dreams, secrets and memories.

In order to escape the Bazaar’s control, not a single Echo is involved in her trade; only bartering. The Masters were trying to fix this with suffocating taxes and bans, but stopped bothering her after some unpleasant incident with cards. That’s why this shop is so beloved by Bohemians, many of whom often have nothing to their name but their art. And, of course, by smugglers. After all, secret correspondence may easily pass for a set of postcards, and an Auditor’s memory of a censored book only rises in price when the last typescript gets burned. On top of that, tendencies of the market don’t mean much here: the owner can unexpectedly offer quite a lot for something that has no special value apart from an unusual history or sentimental connection.

The Nocturnal Nostalgist is known for eccentricity. She wears a collection of keys instead of jewellery, keeps moths as pets and adores black roses of Hell. She attends social events in a mask and a funerary frock coat. But the most notorious peculiarity is her penchant for improbable deranged prophecies, and there are rumours about a heretical gnostic cult under her patronage. No wonder that she resides in the Royal Bethlehem. Although fellow traders say that the Manager takes a cut of all dreams and mysteries that come into her possession, as if he doesn’t deem her insane enough to stay there for free as a patient. Or are there more agreements between them than simple rent?..

She is friends with the Honey-Addled Detective, and her selection of belongings, whether physical or informative, often helps in his investigations. There are also regular customers even from beyond the mirror, judging by raven feathers on her desk. As for non-work-related sides of her social life, sometimes she is seen at the meetings of the Order of Those Who Will Not Be Caught Red-Handed, but its members usually don’t tell much. The only doubtless guess is that she doesn’t go there for chess: her game of choice is the Marvellous.

When she claimed victory, she asked for something nobody expected: to grant the wishes of the rest of the players. It wasn’t just against the rules – it contradicted the nature of the game itself, and the Masters swore to do anything but this. So then the Nocturnal Nostalgist revealed her true heart’s desire: the Liberation of Night.

All their enticing promises were for naught. She longed not for power, but for freedom to choose whom to be and where to seek one’s limits. She wanted not to bask in adoration, but to break the Chain that dictated who was allowed to love whom. She craved not the eternal life of the body, but the abolishment of death of the soul.

Horrified and obviously unable to fulfil it, the Masters had to agree to return to the previous one. As a compromise, they offered her the game itself. They would finally get rid of risks and expenses, and she would be able to deal with the players and their desires as she pleases. The Nostalgist accepted it: a means to outplay fate could prove useful for her dark dream of challenging the higher laws of the universe.

After the exodus of London, she moved to Eleutheria where her poisonous sermons and blasphemous prophecies about the fall of false gods were much more welcome. Now her curiosity shop is found in Achlys. What can accompany tea and hookah better than a bit of haggling and gambling?

In Parabola, the Nocturnal Nostalgist is a knight of the king and queen of nightmares, May and October. She appears as a rider in a black cape and card epaulettes. Hellish thorny roses grow right through her armour, and she casts a living shadow.

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

5 days ago
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The Grosmeister

Factions: Great Game, Church
Profession: Midnighter

An unpretentious gentleman with greying temples and courteous quiet voice. Usually he wears a simple cassock or a modest but impeccable suit, and prefers not to take off gloves and round dark glasses even when indoors.

An enthusiast of chess and ciphers, he is a consummate priest of the Great Game. As a Midnighter, he is willing to hear the most dreadful confessions, always ready to offer the mercy of oblivion in irrigo. He doesn’t memorize names, believing them to be redeemed, but keeps all the moves in his mind, prepared to pull the strings whenever the need arises.

Professional honour means a great deal to him. He loves animals and children for their innocence and sincerity, and gladly accepts invitations to orphanages. However, he is far from a saint, and more than often relies on assassinations and conspiracies.

He first met the Nocturnal Nostalgist in the Order of Those Who Will Not Be Caught Red-Handed. Later he was sent to spy on meetings of her own Liberationist cult. That night they welcomed a zee-captain who got marked by the Halved, and the divine eye pierced the Grosmeister with its all-seeing gaze, immediately recognizing an intruder. But the Nostalgist, remembering him from the Order, offered him to work for them instead. He agreed; the art of the Game was always more important to him than the side.

The Grosmeister doesn’t share all her views, thinking that the world, like a chessboard, should be both black and white. He would prefer to see the fall of the celestial tyranny not in the extinguishment of light but in its balance with darkness.

His logic and restraint perfectly complement her intuition and passion, helping her to avoid risky decisions. However, it was he whose philosophy of the Game inspired her insanely dangerous plans to turn the Marvellous into a fate-cheating ritual of a literally universal scale.

In Parabola, he is a living shadow cast by the Nocturnal Nostalgist, able to detach himself to be sent on missions that require his talents in espionage.

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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

2 days ago
Still the same OCs.

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The Curious Watcher
The Curious Watcher
Posts: 314

1 days ago
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Interesting, very interesting indeed.

However, there is only one way to play the Game.
Those who follow the rules will eventually make them.
Those who make the rules will eventually create new Games to play.
And those who break the rules...the less said, the better.
However, in the end, all Games must end, and there can only be one Winner. Anything more or less would be a disgrace to all competitors, and charity an unsalvageable insult to the lives we live.
Regardless, I wish you the best in your endeavors, delicious friend...though not on my expense.

All shall be well,
--Canon

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The Melancholic End-Bringer:
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JaneAnkhVeos
JaneAnkhVeos
Posts: 163

1 days ago
The Curious Watcher wrote:
Interesting, very interesting indeed.

However, there is only one way to play the Game.
Those who follow the rules will eventually make them.
Those who make the rules will eventually create new Games to play.
And those who break the rules...the less said, the better.
However, in the end, all Games must end, and there can only be one Winner. Anything more or less would be a disgrace to all competitors, and charity an unsalvageable insult to the lives we live.
Regardless, I wish you the best in your endeavors, delicious friend...though not on my expense.

All shall be well,
--Canon


"Alas, we follow a different philosophy: the Games never end. They're only changing. And so do the rules... and stakes, and players. The true winners are the ones who have realized that they should play not against each other, but against the law of losing itself. The true winners are the ones who change the course of changes and put an end to all ends. All shall be well... forever, in the immortal eternal darkness."

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edited by JaneAnkhVeos on 9/18/2020

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