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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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Sorry for the lag. I'll post today or tomorrow!!!
Iratze
She was in India when she heard the bell.
She heard many bells in that moment, yet, there was only one bell that arrested her attention...
It was not the bells worn on the wrists and ankles of the dancers. Neither was it the jingling of coins sewn onto sashes swaddled around hips. Twas neither the ringing laughter or men and women, celebrating mortals. Nor was it the vicious persistent cymbal that drove the vicious music, threatening to pop the eardrums of everyone present...
In that moment Iratze thought it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard but that thought was only nostalgia's influence. The bell reminded her of the old days and old ways, her heart swooned and lamented. She had to answer it's call.
Iratze, who had been dancing with the rest, suddenly stopped. Her arms, which had just been thrusting wildly into the air became still, then dropped to her side. She had become a strangely statuesque among the the swaying twirling bodies, strangely severe in the atmosphere of lights and color and laughter.
One of the women beside her, still dancing with eyes wide and teeny tiny pupils, fixated upon Iratze. “What is the matter?” She asked.
Iratze said nothing for a moment, she just looked up into the air.
“Nothing is wrong at all. I'm having a great time... It's just... Time to go back to work…”
Iratze rose into the air just like the smoke rose up from the censers and candles. In mortal eyes she faded into a gentle swath of colors... So many colors... All the colors... Like a rainbow...
The woman looked worried for a moment... Then she smiled. She laughed at the sight, and threw herself back into the dance.
~~~
Iratze flew and laughed. It had been so long, the open sky seemed to welcomed her back. The clouds seemed to caressed her as she flew straight through them, their moisture clinging to her skin and hair in droplets. The goddess certainly dawdled on her way to the bell. Mortals glancing into the sky at the right moment might see a flash or bend in the rainbow, but it would fade quickly, Iratze was swift.
~~~
She was like a hummingbird flitting from flower to flower… Hovering outside the tower, flying up an down from floor to floor, glancing in this window then that one. Stopping and squinting inside each one to see who or what was inside... She hovered about the outside of the tower until she finally found them.
The gods were gathered inside this tower, in a large comfortable room.
Iratze smiled and knocked on the window. She would wave at whomever might glance towards the noise. Then she set to work on getting inside herself.
Her scrawny hands traced the edge of the window, and, finding it's edge she sought to slide the windowpane aside and let herself in... To no avail. The first few tugs yielded no movement. Frowning, she spun in the air and hiked her feet up. Upside-down now, she braced her feet on the window ledge and grabbed the window in her hands, heaving with all her body and might...
The Sun and Moon did build Iratze with superior strength... Nor even average strength it seemed.
She frowned, and looked sheepishly through the glass and to the assembled deities. She knocked again, hoping that at least one would pity and aid their messenger.
She was in India when she heard the bell.
She heard many bells in that moment, yet, there was only one bell that arrested her attention...
It was not the bells worn on the wrists and ankles of the dancers. Neither was it the jingling of coins sewn onto sashes swaddled around hips. Twas neither the ringing laughter or men and women, celebrating mortals. Nor was it the vicious persistent cymbal that drove the vicious music, threatening to pop the eardrums of everyone present...
In that moment Iratze thought it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard but that thought was only nostalgia's influence. The bell reminded her of the old days and old ways, her heart swooned and lamented. She had to answer it's call.
Iratze, who had been dancing with the rest, suddenly stopped. Her arms, which had just been thrusting wildly into the air became still, then dropped to her side. She had become a strangely statuesque among the the swaying twirling bodies, strangely severe in the atmosphere of lights and color and laughter.
One of the women beside her, still dancing with eyes wide and teeny tiny pupils, fixated upon Iratze. “What is the matter?” She asked.
Iratze said nothing for a moment, she just looked up into the air.
“Nothing is wrong at all. I'm having a great time... It's just... Time to go back to work…”
Iratze rose into the air just like the smoke rose up from the censers and candles. In mortal eyes she faded into a gentle swath of colors... So many colors... All the colors... Like a rainbow...
The woman looked worried for a moment... Then she smiled. She laughed at the sight, and threw herself back into the dance.
~~~
Iratze flew and laughed. It had been so long, the open sky seemed to welcomed her back. The clouds seemed to caressed her as she flew straight through them, their moisture clinging to her skin and hair in droplets. The goddess certainly dawdled on her way to the bell. Mortals glancing into the sky at the right moment might see a flash or bend in the rainbow, but it would fade quickly, Iratze was swift.
~~~
She was like a hummingbird flitting from flower to flower… Hovering outside the tower, flying up an down from floor to floor, glancing in this window then that one. Stopping and squinting inside each one to see who or what was inside... She hovered about the outside of the tower until she finally found them.
The gods were gathered inside this tower, in a large comfortable room.
Iratze smiled and knocked on the window. She would wave at whomever might glance towards the noise. Then she set to work on getting inside herself.
Her scrawny hands traced the edge of the window, and, finding it's edge she sought to slide the windowpane aside and let herself in... To no avail. The first few tugs yielded no movement. Frowning, she spun in the air and hiked her feet up. Upside-down now, she braced her feet on the window ledge and grabbed the window in her hands, heaving with all her body and might...
The Sun and Moon did build Iratze with superior strength... Nor even average strength it seemed.
She frowned, and looked sheepishly through the glass and to the assembled deities. She knocked again, hoping that at least one would pity and aid their messenger.
I'll be able to post tomorrow. I'm trying to decide where to jump in.
Name: Iratze
Also known as: The Swift Messenger, the Rainbow Traveler, The Neutral Nimbus
Age: Very Very old, typically takes on a human form that appears between 18-22.
God Aspect: Communication
Personality: Iratze is first of all, carefree. She is easygoing. Among others she is a gentle breeze that can gracefully make it's way through any nook or cranny, other people find her pleasant and refreshing, but she tends to 'breeze-by' escaping attention or becoming more of a backdrop to stronger more grounded personalities. She likes to observe, watch, experience. She will wait to intervene and create the perfect moment, or will intervene when asked to... She is complaint and complimentary to the needs and wishes of others. That is the classic role of the messenger; carrying on the voices of others and asserting her own very seldom. She of course enjoys travel, bright colors, variety. She is indulgent in sensory experiences easily getting carried away, drunk on the energy of a space or a crowd. She has taken a liking to humans, and in her time trapped on earth has sought the spectrum of mortal experiences, in seeking the full spectrum she can be seen as careless, yet, she feels comfortable treading in the grey area, or crossing back and forth between 'light' and 'dark' places in the world, perhaps because this is indeed what she was created to do.
Parents: She was not born, but rather was created. Legend has it that she was constructed by the Sun and the Moon during a period of marital strife. Created by both yet loyal to neither. She was given the ability to pass between the worlds and carry messages between them until they were able to resolve their differences. They found her quite useful and continued to utilize her as a messenger between themselves, their children, and all the other gods.
Sexuality: Bisexual, Pansexual, everyone-sexual. Iratze travels everywhere ^_~.
Form on Earth:
This picture gives you a 'feel' for her. She always changes her hair color and style, but it is always big and bright and colorful, she has dark skin, and sort of a boho-hippy-hipster-hip-hop style of dress.True Form:
Powers:
-Flight: To aid her in delivering her messages quickly and efficiently!
-Tongues: To aid her in delivering messages for anyone she has the gift of tongues, she can understand and speak many languages. The language of the sun and the moon, and any language created by their creations (mortals).
-Sense of Direction: She has an excellent internal map. She has an internal compass, and a knack for finding almost anyone she might need to carry a message to.
-LOST POWER: Once she had the power to travel between the three worlds. In addition to carrying herself across the borders, she could carry things across (letters, gifts, objects), and people across with her. This is not something everyone could do which is what made her so useful in her role as a messenger god. After the fall she lost these powers and was bound to earth with the rest.
Weapon: A pen! For the pen is mightier than the sword!--
To keep their messages discrete, the Sun and the Moon gifted her with a magic pen. When writing with the pen, the message can only be read by the intended recipient (One must hold the pen and speak their name aloud before they begin to write).
History: Constructed by the Sun and the Moon to carry messages between the deities, the first chapter of her life was all this. She traveled between the three worlds mostly at the request of any god or goddess, but some times for fun. Some liked her, others did not, but it did not matter much. She was a very minor deity who remained neutral in all things.
History: She had a small identity crisis. Not being able to travel between the worlds and being shut out by the god of the underworld was certainly a shock for her. However, she was very comfortable on earth having been there many times before. She has been spending her earth bound years keeping a low profile, mingling with mortals, playing tricks on them, befriending them, and reinventing her look to fit whatever culture she is currently traveling through at the time.
Motive: Surprised to find her powers restored she would seek the other gods, Death,
and perhaps a means to cross the worlds again... Mostly in quest for information and answers, that she can then deliver to the other lost deities.
Can someone fill me in on what happened so far?
There are currently two major gathering places.
One is in Maybell Oregon outside a festival, most the cast is currently there. They followed the sound of a bell and have been gathering from the various corners of the world to this place, regaining their powers, they are able to do this in a few moments.
The other is on a mountain somewhere. Amos and Cyl and David are there so far!
There are a few that are doing things independently also, like Huseror.
Sorry for the delay!
Name: Iratze
Also known as: The Swift Messenger, the Rainbow Traveler, The Neutral Nimbus
Age: Very Very old, typically takes on a human form that appears between 18-22.
God Aspect: Communication
Personality: Iratze is first of all, carefree. She is easygoing. Among others she is a gentle breeze that can gracefully make it's way through any nook or cranny, other people find her pleasant and refreshing, but she tends to 'breeze-by' escaping attention or becoming more of a backdrop to stronger more grounded personalities. She likes to observe, watch, experience. She will wait to intervene and create the perfect moment, or will intervene when asked to... She is complaint and complimentary to the needs and wishes of others. That is the classic role of the messenger; carrying on the voices of others and asserting her own very seldom. She of course enjoys travel, bright colors, variety. She is indulgent in sensory experiences easily getting carried away, drunk on the energy of a space or a crowd. She has taken a liking to humans, and in her time trapped on earth has sought the spectrum of mortal experiences, in seeking the full spectrum she can be seen as careless, yet, she feels comfortable treading in the grey area, or crossing back and forth between 'light' and 'dark' places in the world, perhaps because this is indeed what she was created to do.
Parents: She was not born, but rather was created. Legend has it that she was constructed by the Sun and the Moon during a period of marital strife. Created by both yet loyal to neither. She was given the ability to pass between the worlds and carry messages between them until they were able to resolve their differences. They found her quite useful and continued to utilize her as a messenger between themselves, their children, and all the other gods.
Sexuality: Bisexual, Pansexual, everyone-sexual. Iratze travels everywhere ^_~.
Form on Earth:
This picture gives you a 'feel' for her. She always changes her hair color and style, but it is always big and bright and colorful, she has dark skin, and sort of a boho-hippy-hipster-hip-hop style of dress.
True Form:
Powers:
-Flight: To aid her in delivering her messages quickly and efficiently!
-Tongues: To aid her in delivering messages for anyone she has the gift of tongues, she can understand and speak many languages. The language of the sun and the moon, and any language created by their creations (mortals).
-Sense of Direction: She has an excellent internal map. She has an internal compass, and a knack for finding almost anyone she might need to carry a message to.
-LOST POWER: Once she had the power to travel between the three worlds. In addition to carrying herself across the borders, she could carry things across (letters, gifts, objects), and people across with her. This is not something everyone could do which is what made her so useful in her role as a messenger god. After the fall she lost these powers and was bound to earth with the rest.
Weapon: A pen! For the pen is mightier than the sword!--
To keep their messages discrete, the Sun and the Moon gifted her with a magic pen. When writing with the pen, the message can only be read by the intended recipient (One must hold the pen and speak their name aloud before they begin to write).
History: Constructed by the Sun and the Moon to carry messages between the deities, the first chapter of her life was all this. She traveled between the three worlds mostly at the request of any god or goddess, but some times for fun. Some liked her, others did not, but it did not matter much. She was a very minor deity who remained neutral in all things.
History: She had a small identity crisis. Not being able to travel between the worlds and being shut out by the god of the underworld was certainly a shock for her. However, she was very comfortable on earth having been there many times before. She has been spending her earth bound years keeping a low profile, mingling with mortals, playing tricks on them, befriending them, and reinventing her look to fit whatever culture she is currently traveling through at the time.
Motive: Surprised to find her powers restored she would seek the other gods, Death,
and perhaps a means to cross the worlds again... Mostly in quest for information and answers, that she can then deliver to the other lost deities.
Name: Iratze
Also known as: The Swift Messenger, the Rainbow Traveler, The Neutral Nimbus
Age: Very Very old, typically takes on a human form that appears between 18-22.
God Aspect: Communication
Personality: Iratze is first of all, carefree. She is easygoing. Among others she is a gentle breeze that can gracefully make it's way through any nook or cranny, other people find her pleasant and refreshing, but she tends to 'breeze-by' escaping attention or becoming more of a backdrop to stronger more grounded personalities. She likes to observe, watch, experience. She will wait to intervene and create the perfect moment, or will intervene when asked to... She is complaint and complimentary to the needs and wishes of others. That is the classic role of the messenger; carrying on the voices of others and asserting her own very seldom. She of course enjoys travel, bright colors, variety. She is indulgent in sensory experiences easily getting carried away, drunk on the energy of a space or a crowd. She has taken a liking to humans, and in her time trapped on earth has sought the spectrum of mortal experiences, in seeking the full spectrum she can be seen as careless, yet, she feels comfortable treading in the grey area, or crossing back and forth between 'light' and 'dark' places in the world, perhaps because this is indeed what she was created to do.
Parents: She was not born, but rather was created. Legend has it that she was constructed by the Sun and the Moon during a period of marital strife. Created by both yet loyal to neither. She was given the ability to pass between the worlds and carry messages between them until they were able to resolve their differences. They found her quite useful and continued to utilize her as a messenger between themselves, their children, and all the other gods.
Sexuality: Bisexual, Pansexual, everyone-sexual. Iratze travels everywhere ^_~.
Form on Earth:
This picture gives you a 'feel' for her. She always changes her hair color and style, but it is always big and bright and colorful, she has dark skin, and sort of a boho-hippy-hipster-hip-hop style of dress.True Form:
Powers:
-Flight: To aid her in delivering her messages quickly and efficiently!
-Tongues: To aid her in delivering messages for anyone she has the gift of tongues, she can understand and speak many languages. The language of the sun and the moon, and any language created by their creations (mortals).
-Sense of Direction: She has an excellent internal map. She has an internal compass, and a knack for finding almost anyone she might need to carry a message to.
-LOST POWER: Once she had the power to travel between the three worlds. In addition to carrying herself across the borders, she could carry things across (letters, gifts, objects), and people across with her. This is not something everyone could do which is what made her so useful in her role as a messenger god. After the fall she lost these powers and was bound to earth with the rest.
Weapon: A pen! For the pen is mightier than the sword!--
To keep their messages discrete, the Sun and the Moon gifted her with a magic pen. When writing with the pen, the message can only be read by the intended recipient (One must hold the pen and speak their name aloud before they begin to write).
History: Constructed by the Sun and the Moon to carry messages between the deities, the first chapter of her life was all this. She traveled between the three worlds mostly at the request of any god or goddess, but some times for fun. Some liked her, others did not, but it did not matter much. She was a very minor deity who remained neutral in all things.
History: She had a small identity crisis. Not being able to travel between the worlds and being shut out by the god of the underworld was certainly a shock for her. However, she was very comfortable on earth having been there many times before. She has been spending her earth bound years keeping a low profile, mingling with mortals, playing tricks on them, befriending them, and reinventing her look to fit whatever culture she is currently traveling through at the time.
Motive: Surprised to find her powers restored she would seek the other gods, Death,
and perhaps a means to cross the worlds again... Mostly in quest for information and answers, that she can then deliver to the other lost deities.
Hey guys! Gonna put my CS up this weekend! Woohoo!
What is a pantheon without a messenger?!?!
Name: Iratze
Also known as: The Swift Messenger, the Rainbow Traveler, The Neutral Nimbus
Age: Very Very old, typically takes on a human form that appears between 18-22.
God Aspect: Communication
Personality: Iratze is first of all, carefree. She is easygoing. Among others she is a gentle breeze that can gracefully make it's way through any nook or cranny, other people find her pleasant and refreshing, but she tends to 'breeze-by' escaping attention or becoming more of a backdrop to stronger more grounded personalities. She likes to observe, watch, experience. She will wait to intervene and create the perfect moment, or will intervene when asked to... She is complaint and complimentary to the needs and wishes of others. That is the classic role of the messenger; carrying on the voices of others and asserting her own very seldom. She of course enjoys travel, bright colors, variety. She is indulgent in sensory experiences easily getting carried away, drunk on the energy of a space or a crowd. She has taken a liking to humans, and in her time trapped on earth has sought the spectrum of mortal experiences, in seeking the full spectrum she can be seen as careless, yet, she feels comfortable treading in the grey area, or crossing back and forth between 'light' and 'dark' places in the world, perhaps because this is indeed what she was created to do.
Parents: She was not born, but rather was created. Legend has it that she was constructed by the Sun and the Moon during a period of marital strife. Created by both yet loyal to neither. She was given the ability to pass between the worlds and carry messages between them until they were able to resolve their differences. They found her quite useful and continued to utilize her as a messenger between themselves, their children, and all the other gods.
Sexuality: Bisexual, Pansexual, everyone-sexual. Iratze travels everywhere ^_~.
Form on Earth:
This picture gives you a 'feel' for her. She always changes her hair color and style, but it is always big and bright and colorful, she has dark skin, and sort of a boho-hippy-hipster-hip-hop style of dress.
True Form:
Powers:
-Flight: To aid her in delivering her messages quickly and efficiently!
-Tongues: To aid her in delivering messages for anyone she has the gift of tongues, she can understand and speak many languages. The language of the sun and the moon, and any language created by their creations (mortals).
-Sense of Direction: She has an excellent internal map. She has an internal compass, and a knack for finding almost anyone she might need to carry a message to.
-LOST POWER: Once she had the power to travel between the three worlds. In addition to carrying herself across the borders, she could carry things across (letters, gifts, objects), and people across with her. This is not something everyone could do which is what made her so useful in her role as a messenger god. After the fall she lost these powers and was bound to earth with the rest.
Weapon: A pen! For the pen is mightier than the sword!--
To keep their messages discrete, the Sun and the Moon gifted her with a magic pen. When writing with the pen, the message can only be read by the intended recipient (One must hold the pen and speak their name aloud before they begin to write).
History: Constructed by the Sun and the Moon to carry messages between the deities, the first chapter of her life was all this. She traveled between the three worlds mostly at the request of any god or goddess, but some times for fun. Some liked her, others did not, but it did not matter much. She was a very minor deity who remained neutral in all things.
History: She had a small identity crisis. Not being able to travel between the worlds and being shut out by the god of the underworld was certainly a shock for her. However, she was very comfortable on earth having been there many times before. She has been spending her earth bound years keeping a low profile, mingling with mortals, playing tricks on them, befriending them, and reinventing her look to fit whatever culture she is currently traveling through at the time.
Motive: Surprised to find her powers restored she would seek the other gods, Death,
and perhaps a means to cross the worlds again... Mostly in quest for information and answers, that she can then deliver to the other lost deities.
Name: Iratze
Also known as: The Swift Messenger, the Rainbow Traveler, The Neutral Nimbus
Age: Very Very old, typically takes on a human form that appears between 18-22.
God Aspect: Communication
Personality: Iratze is first of all, carefree. She is easygoing. Among others she is a gentle breeze that can gracefully make it's way through any nook or cranny, other people find her pleasant and refreshing, but she tends to 'breeze-by' escaping attention or becoming more of a backdrop to stronger more grounded personalities. She likes to observe, watch, experience. She will wait to intervene and create the perfect moment, or will intervene when asked to... She is complaint and complimentary to the needs and wishes of others. That is the classic role of the messenger; carrying on the voices of others and asserting her own very seldom. She of course enjoys travel, bright colors, variety. She is indulgent in sensory experiences easily getting carried away, drunk on the energy of a space or a crowd. She has taken a liking to humans, and in her time trapped on earth has sought the spectrum of mortal experiences, in seeking the full spectrum she can be seen as careless, yet, she feels comfortable treading in the grey area, or crossing back and forth between 'light' and 'dark' places in the world, perhaps because this is indeed what she was created to do.
Parents: She was not born, but rather was created. Legend has it that she was constructed by the Sun and the Moon during a period of marital strife. Created by both yet loyal to neither. She was given the ability to pass between the worlds and carry messages between them until they were able to resolve their differences. They found her quite useful and continued to utilize her as a messenger between themselves, their children, and all the other gods.
Sexuality: Bisexual, Pansexual, everyone-sexual. Iratze travels everywhere ^_~.
Form on Earth:
This picture gives you a 'feel' for her. She always changes her hair color and style, but it is always big and bright and colorful, she has dark skin, and sort of a boho-hippy-hipster-hip-hop style of dress.True Form:
Powers:
-Flight: To aid her in delivering her messages quickly and efficiently!
-Tongues: To aid her in delivering messages for anyone she has the gift of tongues, she can understand and speak many languages. The language of the sun and the moon, and any language created by their creations (mortals).
-Sense of Direction: She has an excellent internal map. She has an internal compass, and a knack for finding almost anyone she might need to carry a message to.
-LOST POWER: Once she had the power to travel between the three worlds. In addition to carrying herself across the borders, she could carry things across (letters, gifts, objects), and people across with her. This is not something everyone could do which is what made her so useful in her role as a messenger god. After the fall she lost these powers and was bound to earth with the rest.
Weapon: A pen! For the pen is mightier than the sword!--
To keep their messages discrete, the Sun and the Moon gifted her with a magic pen. When writing with the pen, the message can only be read by the intended recipient (One must hold the pen and speak their name aloud before they begin to write).
History: Constructed by the Sun and the Moon to carry messages between the deities, the first chapter of her life was all this. She traveled between the three worlds mostly at the request of any god or goddess, but some times for fun. Some liked her, others did not, but it did not matter much. She was a very minor deity who remained neutral in all things.
History: She had a small identity crisis. Not being able to travel between the worlds and being shut out by the god of the underworld was certainly a shock for her. However, she was very comfortable on earth having been there many times before. She has been spending her earth bound years keeping a low profile, mingling with mortals, playing tricks on them, befriending them, and reinventing her look to fit whatever culture she is currently traveling through at the time.
Motive: Surprised to find her powers restored she would seek the other gods, Death,
and perhaps a means to cross the worlds again... Mostly in quest for information and answers, that she can then deliver to the other lost deities.
Hey @Eyeris! How's it been?
Been busy, wrapping up one crazy year and jumping into another. How are you?
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