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Down in Derelictus, sniffing around the blood-wet edges of the Heart for any sign of the Aelfir's lost scion, she was little more than a clockwork servant. Until the bees found her, and offered her a deal. Now she is herself again. But then again, not...
 
Down in Derelictus, sniffing around the blood-wet edges of the Heart for any sign of the Aelfir's lost scion, she was little more than a clockwork servant. Until the bees found her, and offered her a deal. Now she is herself again. But then again, not...
  
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=Questions=
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• Who, or what, are your masters?
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Aelfir nobility; in the general, the house of Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain. In the specific, Barienna Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain, withered matriarch of that house.
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• What do your masters want?
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The safe return of Fenii Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain, Barienna’s third child and only (surviving) son. He went into exile several years ago, after a misunderstanding involving the son (or was it daughter?) of Archdeacon Many-The-Seedlings, who sits on Spire’s ruling Council. The last the family heard of him was a garbled message left by his loyal retainer and bodyguard Antonio Quinn, saying they were heading into the undercity to restore his honour by hunting down… well, it sounded like nonsense, frankly. But Fenii always did have a dramatic streak. In time, once the fuss died down, he could have quietly returned to Amaranth. There was simply no need for such overblown gestures. And really? Everyone (or everyone who counts, at least) knows there’s no such thing as Angels.
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• How are your masters maintaining power over you?
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The Mask of Obedient Servitude, a brass and clockwork horror fused directly with Sakinah’s skull. Bars encage her face. Brass filaments inscribed with tiny sigils wind down to infiltrate the vertebrae at the base of the neck. And a rough loop of hemp twists around her throat, winding ever tighter with the faintest tick-tick-tick. They told her they can see through her eyes, if they choose. She dare not doubt it.
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• How do your masters contact you?
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Through the mask itself; their voice grinds appallingly in the very bones of her skull, leaving Sakinah with a splitting headache and renewed hatred.
  
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• Choose another player character. They have history with your masters too. What’s their relationship?
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Looking like this is Plum
  
 
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=Class=
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==Questions==
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'''COLLATERAL.''' You have a knack for getting behind someone else when things kick off. Once per session, allocate stress to the nearest friendly target (PC or NPC) instead of marking it yourself.
'''• Who, or what, are your masters?'''
 
Aelfir nobility; in the general, the house of Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain. In the specific, Barienna Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain, withered matriarch of that house.
 
 
 
'''• What do your masters want?'''
 
The safe return of Fenii Clouds-Hide-The-Pale-Mountain, Barienna’s third child and only (surviving) son. He went into exile several years ago, after a misunderstanding involving the son (or was it daughter?) of Archdeacon Many-The-Seedlings, who sits on Spire’s ruling Council. The last the family heard of him was a garbled message left by his loyal retainer and bodyguard Antonio Quinn, saying they were heading into the undercity to restore his honour by hunting down… well, it sounded like nonsense, frankly. But Fenii always did have a dramatic streak. In time, once the fuss died down, he could have quietly returned to Amaranth. There was simply no need for such overblown gestures. And really? Everyone (or everyone who counts, at least) knows there’s no such thing as Angels.
 
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• How are your masters maintaining power over you?'''
 
The Mask of Obedient Servitude, a brass and clockwork horror fused directly with Sakinah’s skull. Bars encage her face. Brass filaments inscribed with tiny sigils wind down to infiltrate the vertebrae at the base of the neck. And a rough loop of hemp twists around her throat, winding ever tighter with the faintest tick-tick-tick. They told her they can see through her eyes, if they choose. She dare not doubt it.
 
 
 
'''• How do your masters contact you?'''
 
Through the mask itself; their voice grinds appallingly in the very bones of her skull, leaving Sakinah with a splitting headache and renewed hatred.
 
 
 
'''• Choose another player character. They have history with your masters too. What’s their relationship?'''
 
Plum - he was a peer of Fenii, back in another life, back when he had power, prospects, a family, a home.
 
  
 
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