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The Painted Army [Emporium] - ShiroKirishiki - 06-24-2025
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The Painted Army
A new Art has graced the tapestry of Meranthe. To breathe life, literally, into artworks.
The Apostles of Mydaea are soon joined by a small number of these uncanny canvases.
Chiseled from stone, painted into reality.
They bear within them an ideal. A reverence and devotion otherworldly.
To live again, crafted by zealous hands to paint a path for Her.
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"There is Beauty in Destruction,
for what is made from the ashes is true Art."
The Apostles of Mydaea are soon joined by a small number of these uncanny canvases.
Chiseled from stone, painted into reality.
They bear within them an ideal. A reverence and devotion otherworldly.
To live again, crafted by zealous hands to paint a path for Her.
~~~
"There is Beauty in Destruction,
for what is made from the ashes is true Art."
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A light shone amidst the endless sea of naught. As you drifted towards a fated life, your course was altered.
That light was far too breathtaking to ignore, so you moved to reach it.
Closer, ever closer to that alluring beacon, one of purpose and alien beauty.
Upon reaching it, finally, you hear a voice. A prayer spoken in reverent tones.
That light was far too breathtaking to ignore, so you moved to reach it.
Closer, ever closer to that alluring beacon, one of purpose and alien beauty.
Upon reaching it, finally, you hear a voice. A prayer spoken in reverent tones.
Quote:O, my Dear Lady,
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cast your brush upon mine meagre offering,
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render upon this dream of mine a soul,
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a life,
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so that I, too, might create a part of Your Design,
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and achieve everlasting Grace.
Who are you?
Mechanically, you are an Undead.
You are a living artwork brought about by a long forgotten Art made of a Fallen Angel.
You may take the form of a living statue, such as Mydaea's Martyr whom recently was resurrected.
You may take the form of a living painting, uncanny in your presence for you do not belong yet are woven into reality regardless.
~~~
What do you get?
RPL 180
Boosters
Undead Racials
Mechanically, you are an Undead.
You are a living artwork brought about by a long forgotten Art made of a Fallen Angel.
You may take the form of a living statue, such as Mydaea's Martyr whom recently was resurrected.
You may take the form of a living painting, uncanny in your presence for you do not belong yet are woven into reality regardless.
~~~
What do you get?
RPL 180
Boosters
Undead Racials