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[indent][indent][h3][color=black]ＢＡＳＩＣ ＩＮＦＯ[/color][/h3][/indent][/indent][hr][indent][indent][center][h3][color=black]MEGHZAAL[/color] | CONCEPTUAL | [url=https://youtu.be/vf1tjPGa140]MUSICAL THEME[/url][/h3][/center][/indent][/indent]
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Amiable. Articulate. Benevolent. Calm. Captivating. Caring. Charismatic. Colourful. Compassionate. Contemplative. Creative. Dedicated. Dramatic (in the throes of poetic output). Eloquent. Forgiving. Generous. Idealistic. Imaginative. Incorruptible. Insightful. Observant. Passionate (in the throes of poetic output). Perceptive. Perfectionist. Protective. Reflective. Romantic. Sentimental. Serious. Ascetic. Enigmatic. Retiring. Melancholic. Secretive. Suspicious. Somewhat eccentric and mad.

Does not take too well to insults, and though unlikely to react immediately he will remember them. Is very generous to those he perceives as being in need. He is repulsed by the idea of betraying those who have placed their trust in him, though this revulsion is subject to a variety of other factors (particularly the power the person in question wields and their degree of vulnerability to betrayal). Generally respects those who have greater wisdom and knowledge. May not always declare his disapproval, but may certainly work silently against things he does disapprove of. Readily forgives those who sincerely seek forgiveness. Holds corruption by the powerful in the lowest regard. Actively keeps people at a distance. Would never insist on being repaid, but certainly respects those who do repay him - it is a show of gratitude, and gratitude is a good trait. Unlikely to be in constant communication with others, very likely to disappear for long periods unless sought out. Will actively contribute to the world - from a distance. If fellow gods were endangered by an external enemy, he would likely defend them unto death as a principle. Despite this, he likely does not trust other gods and likewise feels distrusted by them, and so would never expect them to aid him in his hour of need. Such would certainly surprise him. He only has a vague respect for the laws established by the gods and will only abide by them if it suits him. He readily expects to be shunned - that is the fate of artists. He would not seek positions of authority amongst the gods, as authority corrupts, unless thrust by others into it. In times of need, he is the self-sacrificing type. He has no great respect for those in authority generally speaking. When he feels he has done wrong, he will actively seek to make amends, though he would not make himself beholden to any kind of 'judge'. He has no issue expressing subversive and revolutionary sentiments. He strongly believes that wealth should be used to help the unfortunate. He has no qualms with cheating the wealthy.
Meghzaal's ambition is to fill the world with ink, poetry, and inspiration, opening up the ability to express to mortals. He wants to be the ultimate muse, but in many ways, he is also in pursuit of a muse. For what muse does the muse himself have?[/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[i]DOMAIN of INK.[/i] A substance used to mark out images, words, and meanings. Ink does not occur in a ready-for-use form naturally and must be combined with other materials to truly become ink. There is no particular recipe for ink production, with different kinds of inks and colours being made up of different substances. What makes ink into ink is its ultimate purpose and usage: marking surfaces, putting down meaning. In that sense, ink is a catalyst, much like spoken words, allowing for the transferral of thoughts and feelings into the physical world. Ink holds thought, it holds emotion, and it transfers it. A master of the ways of ink knows how to make use of ink to best convey the substance of an image or words - what colours to use, what type of ink, what substances to mix in. And when the correct ink is combined with the correct meanings, the result may seem magical to the uninitiated.

[i]PORTFOLIO of POETRY.[/i] Poetry, it is said, is one of the ancient arts, and it begins as do all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the world. It emanates from the highest happiness or the deepest sorrow, from experiences with love, war, tragedy, and the myriad of occurrences individuals, societies, and civilisations go through. It may bolster the status quo and those who hold power, or it may act as the lifeblood of rebellion and revolution. Poetry may enlighten and uplift consciousness, or it may be such as to condemn individuals and peoples to darkness, willful ignorance, and cultural death. Meghzaal is the poetic spark and muse, the spirit which breathes into the hearts and minds of mortals so as to inspire them with words that form on their tongues but emanate from a higher plain; words that inspire action and passion and life, and words that may well kill for what they contain of misery.

[i]REALM of GLOSSOLALIA.[/i] Glossolalia is the abode of grief and sorrow, of love and joy also, and of the beauties and horrors of life and death. It is the abode of potential and inspiration awaiting cataclysmic release. It is a formless inky space that carries all those within it off to a place beyond sight - indeed, the corporeal disappears - and awakens within them the spirit and the spark of inspiration. Only gods know it as Glossolalia, to the denizens of Galbar it is simply the Place of Laughter and of Tears.
[b]The Saxus Connection[/b]: Where Glossalalia and Saxus meet, ink cannot be distinguished from the eternal darkness of the deep, but those initiated in the ways of ink and poetry may see the smoky letters and verses that waft from the unknown chasms of the ocean's depths.
[b]The Thousand Rivers of Pain Connection[/b]: Ink and verses of lovelorn and fidelistic poetry form in the rivers of the love goddess' realm, and float off towards Glossalalia.
[b]The Dark Side of the Moon Connection[/b]: Ink and Night meet and become indistinguishable from one another, the horrors of the night giving rise to monsters of ink, only for the utter peace of it to settle them down again. Somewhere in the calm and fear of the night lies one of the secrets of inspiration, for many a poet and artist will find that the best of their writings and poetics are made under the blanket of the night.

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A man in white enrobed, crowned with a laurel wreath. The flesh is inky and amorphous, colours changing and facial age shifting from passionate youth to the zenith of the middle years, thence to wise old age.

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An inky darkness that exhibits shapes and forms. To those initiated to the madness of poetry, the god appears in many glorious colours, and his Face - heart-rending in its sadness, enlightening in its wisdom, captivating in its beauty, frightful in its ugliness, elating in its ecstasy - is made to shine on them, and is the greatest poetic muse.

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A shifting shade, formed from the darkness of the deeps hidden beneath the ocean waves, that descends upon the heads of men and causes to burst therefrom words locked away in their hidden depths.

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