Edelsteine
This is the Journal for Edelsteine Itztlac, the Scion of Silent Hours. Please do not post unless you have the expressed permission of Meepfur, Meepfeather, or other permutations of Meepdoom.
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1.) Ivy's Post
2.) You Are Here
3.) The Host
4.) The God
5.) Opinions
6.) Images
7.) Servants
8.) Followers
9.) The Tylluan
10.) Dwelling
11.) Possessions
12-15.) Reserved
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Name: Finn-att Sokk-attRace: Centaur
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Height: 7'5"
Hair: black, cropped short
Eyes: Dark brown
Skin: Darkly tanned
Build: Strapping
Horse half: blood bay, heavy draft
Additional features: The small rack of antlers that marks him as a herd-chief, hung with feathers, beads, and bits of carved bone; various ritual and battle scars, including one under each eye, running on a diagonal down towards his nose; a stylized sun tattoo sprawling across his back; mobile, horse-like ears, haired at the base but then giving way to skin.
Clothing: Sword belt/sheath that hangs at his waist (human), and a quiver of arrows at his back (both made of tooled leather).
Weapons: Mongol-style bow and scimitar
Family: Sokk-att Kagg (father; deceased), Savv-itt Yann (mother; deceased), Jakk Finn-att (son, 7), Lavv Finn-att (daughter, 6), Kerr Finn-att (daughter, 4)
Finn-att has been the Chief of the Sunlord's Herd since the death of his father five years ago, and in that time it's numbers have nearly halved; it's not uncommon, when one chief dies and another comes to power, for herd members to seek out to more stable herds. Finn-att's herd of fifteen includes his two wives, his son and his two daughters.
Each centaur herd aligns with and worships one god from a pantheon of many; while all centaurs acknowledge the existence and power of all gods, herd chiefs and shamans swear fealty to one alone, and lead and shepherd their herd with that god as their patron. All other centaurs are not so tightly bound, and if they change herds, they are expected change gods as well.
Finn-att serves the God of the Sun, but as with most smaller herds, he has no shaman; therefore, when the herd has need of one, they go to the shaman of their ally, the Lightbearer's Herd. As the Sunlord's Herd has an ally, they also have a rival: the Starspinner's Herd, a much larger community headed by Skorr-att Kutt-att.
[On names.
Centaur names are brief, rarely more than one syllable, and tend to have clear, strong beginnings and endings; they never end in vowels. Suffixes are used for titles: '-att' for a herd chief, '-itt' for a herd chief's first wife/lead mare, and '-arr' for a shaman.
Centaurs carry their father's name as their surname.
Why does a centaur have horns?!
Not all of them do, just the herd chiefs! They're 'planted' there by a shaman, and actually grow as the chief's power and herd grow.]
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Scion of Silent Hours
Name: Itztlac
Meaning: Obsidian Man
Race:God
Domain: Night
Gender: Male
Height: 7'5"
Eyes: Silver
Appearance: Itztlac was reborn into the body of a centaur with a draft horse base. His coloration is blood bay in the process of turning to black, with jaguar spotting beginning to show. His antlers are relatively small, reddish-brown in color and going black at the base. His tail is beginning to go white at the end. His fingernails have lengthened into claws, and small black wings have sprouted. Their makeup is similar to these, without the fraying.
Clothing: Only jewelry.
Personality: Soft-spoken and surprisingly graceful for someone with such a bulky body, Tlac is much what you'd expect from his domain. He tends towards politeness and formality, though a wicked tongue and ready sarcasm lie just beneath. Quite predatory in nature, he prefers outsmarting others to fighting directly, but is adept at both. Though he leans towards the darker side of things, he is not evil. His primary concern is almost always himself, and he is generally a solitary sort.
Powers:
Ivynian
Minor twilight:
During the night, there is likely little need for this power. During the day, or in places of great light, Itztlac can institute a zone of dusk. The completeness of the dust is dependant on the source and power of the light, currently. For example, in the full of a noon day light, the darkest that this power could manage would be an overcast-like darkness. Darkening places, however, has turned mortal heads since long before writing.
Minor nocturnal servants:
Traditionally nocturnal animals, only a few as a morph, can be summoned to Itztlac to do tasks for him. Owls, mice, alley cats, raccoons, possums, etc. While not an army, they can understand simple directions, like trained dogs, should the god be commanding them.
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Gods
Harmodius:
Endiovar (Silence):
Illumin (Light):
Umbra (Shadow):
Dragon Kings:
Shuo Huang Zhe (Mang):
Hosts:
Arden (Bazyli):
Laurence (Shuo):
Lien (Cosine):
Rairne (Arctang):
Others:
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Aoidei:
Thicket: Ket for short, she doesn't remember where she got such a ridiculous name, but insists that it's hers nonetheless. The demoness found Night's host, and for that she's earned great favor with her god...not that she has any competition.
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(Followers who get their own post, because there are Way Too Many.)
[These characters and their images have been, with permission, recycled from the closed Forest of Noctua, but they are not Sentinels. Sentience and larger size are their only shared traits. Some below are pictured at fledgling stage, but for story purposes are adults.]
Physically, Tylluan resemble owls in nearly every way as far as body structure is concerned; the primary difference is that they're much larger, with the largest males standing up to three feet tall. Females usually come in a little shorter. The only other significant physical difference is the range of colors Tylluan are found in - every color under the sun is possible, though 'natural' colors are very dominant. Traditionally, dark colors made up the majority of the ruling class, but with their society broken and their numbers dwindling, things may be changing.
Of the reigning family, only one pureblood remains: a female, Neirin. A handful of other high class Tylluan remain as well: Lleuad, Taranu, and a cousin of Neirin's, Cwmwl. The rest are simply remnants of the general population, scattered and slowly finding their way back to each other.
According to their legends, they are the mortal children of their version of the God of Night, Tywyll, and their mother-figure, Babandod. Whether this is true to any extent, Itztlac does not remember.
Brenin/Brenhines
The current ruler, who can be male or female, always the firstborn or oldest surviving child of the previous monarch. Royal Tylluan are of the oldest, purest bloodline, and there's been a liiiittle bit of inbreeding along the way to keep it like that. Typically very dark in color, considered evidence of their ancestry. Their mates are arranged from birth, and always come from among the Tylwyth.
The Brenin/Brenhines has relatively loose control over his or her subjects; they're a respected, but distant authority, relied upon during times of crisis but largely unnecessary the rest of the time.
Neirin: The current Brenhines, and the only pure royal left. Neirin's betrothed died during Gehenna, and she has yet to officially choose a replacement; there is, however, only one suitable candidate: Taranu, the only remaining male Tylwyth. Unfortunately, she can't stand him. Instead, she's taken a quiet liking to the least suitable Tylluan of all, Dedwydd.
Tylwyth
The 'high class' of Tylluan society, made up of relatives near and distant to the royal family. They too are typically dark, although some tend towards gray. Occasionally, an honored individual may be adopted into the Tylwyth, so some families do manifest other colors.
Among this class are the arbiters of Tylluan law.
Lleuad: Lleuad is, it could be argued, the only useful Tylwyth left. She comes from of a family of Ynad, or judges, and is practical and reliable.
Taranu: As the only male Tylwyth left alive, Taranu is guaranteed to become Neirin's mate, if she'd just stop putting it off and announce it already! He's impatient, arrogant, and eager for this chance to rise so far in standing. His relatively light coloring would once have ruled him out, but now he has no competition.
Cwmwl: Neirin's cousin, child of her uncle and a Pawb. Though her colors are quite striking, the half-and-half look is quite scandalous for the only other Tylluan of royal blood left. But, at this point, no one has room to be choosy...and if Neirin makes the mistake of snubbing Taranu, Cwmwl just might have a chance at bumping her out of power. After all, a bit of white in the bloodline is nothing compared to orange.
Pawb
The general population, and by far the most numerous Tylluan. Here are found all the other colors - white, gray, brown, and sometimes bright.
Tanio:
Herian:
Cadno:
Dedwydd:
Disgyn: Son of Llwchpluen.
Anhywaith:
Ffyrnig:
Colomen:
Derw:
Llwchpluen:
Fflwr:
Eiliw:
Cymylog:
Maen:
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Itztlac's rooms at the Pantheon, like those of some others, aren't quite rooms at all. He has made them to be like a forest - a dense, dark forest, with gnarled trees and drooping branches (which the god needs to be careful of, but it's worth it for the atmosphere). The trees are quite alive and leafy (or needle-y, in some case), but otherwise it's a very creepy/haunted forest sort of look.
Individual 'rooms' are simply clearings - one for himself, one for his aoide, etc. His bath is a small pond. Besides the god and his servant, a number of creatures call the indoor forest home: all manner of nocturnal animals come and go as they please, and there's a budding population of fireflies. His newly-discovered followers, the Tylluan, are also welcome.
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