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==Powers== | ==Powers== | ||
− | '''Redex''' is the Power of Explosions. This man used to be a bomb jockey for the Outlaws motorcycle gang, rivals to the Hell's Angels. He went out with a bang, but his maniacal obsession with bombs enabled him to survive past death - these days he goes around as a skeletal biker, slowly collecting all the pieces of his corpse. He'll be a while. Every once in a while he mutters about duplicating the Big Bang, but nobody takes him seriously | + | '''Redex''' is the Power of Explosions. This man used to be a bomb jockey for the Outlaws motorcycle gang, rivals to the Hell's Angels. He went out with a bang, but his maniacal obsession with bombs enabled him to survive past death - these days he goes around as a skeletal biker, slowly collecting all the pieces of his corpse. He'll be a while. Every once in a while he mutters about duplicating the Big Bang, but nobody takes him seriously. |
− | '''Ian Kostock''' is the Power of Chaos. A former professor of quantum physics and chaos theory turned Noble, Kostock is obsessed with mastering the physics and mathematical equations behind all forms of chaos, destruction, and disorder. He has no plan to destroy himself once he's attained this knowledge in order to save humanity or the universe from chaos - he just wants to have it. He has no idea what he'll do if he ever obtains this information, either | + | '''Ian Kostock''' is the Power of Chaos. A former professor of quantum physics and chaos theory turned Noble, Kostock is obsessed with mastering the physics and mathematical equations behind all forms of chaos, destruction, and disorder. He has no plan to destroy himself once he's attained this knowledge in order to save humanity or the universe from chaos - he just wants to have it. He has no idea what he'll do if he ever obtains this information, either. |
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Defender's Blessing - 1pt Auctoritas<br> | Defender's Blessing - 1pt Auctoritas<br> | ||
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'''The Plain of the First Shout''' is a wide open expanse that is mostly wide-open stony desert, split by mesquite and scrub brush. It is barren, apart from the few plants, for miles upon miles - what's more, most of it is flat, apart from a ring of hills and a few low stony mountains out at the very edges of the Chancel, looking out on nothing but a vast open desert with what looks like a small city at its core. It is said that this plain was created in the first three seconds of time, wherein a fertile field sprang from nothing in a second as Cneph's first breath blew over the land, existed for one glorious second as the first landscape in all Creation, and was then blasted into its current state by the unrefined power of Cneph's first word in the third second. The result lingers on today - it's said that the first people in the Chancel were some hapless pilgrims who wandered too deeply into the desert in search of the Holy Land. The city in the center is, these days, a set of concentric rings radiating from a central point - some claim the city center is built on a blast crater caused by the impact of the Creator's first word on anything in Creation. The oldest ring is in the middle - crude structures of mud brick and cut stone, slowly fanning outwards to feature Babylonian and Assyrian buildings, eventually terminating with buildings that would fit right in in modern day southern California or Nevada. | '''The Plain of the First Shout''' is a wide open expanse that is mostly wide-open stony desert, split by mesquite and scrub brush. It is barren, apart from the few plants, for miles upon miles - what's more, most of it is flat, apart from a ring of hills and a few low stony mountains out at the very edges of the Chancel, looking out on nothing but a vast open desert with what looks like a small city at its core. It is said that this plain was created in the first three seconds of time, wherein a fertile field sprang from nothing in a second as Cneph's first breath blew over the land, existed for one glorious second as the first landscape in all Creation, and was then blasted into its current state by the unrefined power of Cneph's first word in the third second. The result lingers on today - it's said that the first people in the Chancel were some hapless pilgrims who wandered too deeply into the desert in search of the Holy Land. The city in the center is, these days, a set of concentric rings radiating from a central point - some claim the city center is built on a blast crater caused by the impact of the Creator's first word on anything in Creation. The oldest ring is in the middle - crude structures of mud brick and cut stone, slowly fanning outwards to feature Babylonian and Assyrian buildings, eventually terminating with buildings that would fit right in in modern day southern California or Nevada. |