[Monsoon]

"Did you really think that was the last of them? Believing that woman's word is like befriending what keeps you up at night; utterly insane. Just like her."

Your Mother

Monika Heartwarden ⸸

Holy/Metal/Void Cosmic - The Gaze

Descendant of Mestra

Your mother was an utterly demented woman; paranoid in every possible way, neurotic, grief-stricken, and warped by a fragmented alien intelligence. A scholar and traveler at heart, she spent her later years struggling with the consequences of her research, finding little solace to overcome the matter truly—she could only delay the inevitable. After your birth—you were picked from your siblings as the last and most secretive child of the bunch—following your mother into hermitage from her residence in pre-Republic Goldlight, during which she educated you on the full extent of her research into the Void, handing down all of her deranged near-indecipherable journals regarding the matter. While this esoteric mentorship was mandatory, she never tried swaying you toward any choice against your will, instead granting you the knowledge to do with as you pleased. She did, however, heavily stress the importance of keeping your soul as your own, suggesting it'd be a waste of your potential... whatever that implied.

Your mother's dwindling sanity came to be completely shattered in the aftermath of the Hollow Earth & Atrellyan Invasion events; the fragment from Beyond that plagued her was emboldened by drastic shifts in the Cosmos. Soon after, she declared she had taught you all the theory in her repertoire, encouraging you to put it into practice. Donning the mangled mask of a Raven—she vanished into the night without a trace—leaving you to carve your own path in the increasingly violent warzone of Meranthe.

Your Father

Uriah Dominic †

Armed/Occult/MA - Aether & Soul Drain

Descendant of Mortyl

The last pure-blooded Lord of your ancestral home—Grand Guignol. Your mother regaled many tales of him throughout your upbringing; of his legendary swordsmanship, a tendency for action over words, and untimely death that left your mother devastated until the very end. Above all else, he granted the right of freedom to all who served under him and defended that even against impossible odds. Prone to stubbornness, neuroticism, and mania—just like your mother.

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YOU

• Human. Mortyl or Mestra heritage.
  
• Sky blue or black hair and rainbow or red eyes are likely, but they can be any combination you want.
  
• Left to your own devices and geared only with esoteric knowledge, you'll have to build yourself up from nothing starting off—no established support network, known siblings, place to call home—absolutely nothing. Prove yourself worthy, or die trying.
  
• You are the last-born child and direct descendant of Monika and Uriah.
  
• You can spawn at 24 upon approval.
  

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One slot.

Main preference.

Apply here: https://forms.gle/bdr8DGRiMCDiv3Uv6

[Monsoon]

Psssst... Hey, sorry you died... wanna play a schizo?

(This is still open.)

[Monsoon]

The end of Meranthe's genocide begets the tale of one born amidst it. (The slot has been occupied. I appreciate everyone who applied!)