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Cythe

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cythe

Description

What you see is a man of above average height dressed in black. Nothing special or original there right? Black leather armor and pants with a long black coat over. Short black hair a couple scars. Another random guy with a bad boy look. Nothing special. Short, dark hair and grey eyes. No facial markings. The only "odd" thing that may make this man stand out in a crowd would be the metal collar around his neck...

Casual examination reveals weapon hilts visible underneath the coat. Must be small weapons because a larger sheath would displace the coat more.

Sharper eyes notice them as various daggers. The way his coat sways when he walks or stands gives away that it's weighted down by something, either it's got sewn in armor, lots of inner pockets, or an in-coat weapon of some sort. And many pockets visible against the armor, which also has runes in various places. Those sharp of eye and knowing of magic see them as defensive runes worked into the armor itself. Not shabby work, but nothing mind-blowing. Also that collar of his appears to have no clasp..it's solid.

Those of preternatural perception will notice bulges around this shins and forearms, denoting that there is something concealed beneath the coat and pants. . There are various daggers sheathed in different places and they are not uniform. Those that see this and also have weapons training/knowledge will recognize them as daggers meant for melee as well as other meant for throwing, and they way they are positioned on his body denotes quick drawing in different situations and would lead you to believe that the man wearing them knows what he's doing with them.

Those with truly magical sight might determine that he does indeed have a weapon larger than a dagger stored in his coat, set for a right-hand draw. The left side has some various supplies as well as counterweights to offset the weight of the weapon in his coat.



Those with good perception of people and how they act will get a sense of professionalism of sorts from him. Where he looks, the way he holds himself, denotes that he's not new to combat, ambushes, or escapes. Despite how casual he may seem in conversation, he always stays alert.



Those who attempt to probe his mind would run into staunch resistance. Some from magical means that you would quickly gather was equipment-based warding. Mental communication gets through fine, but attacks or deeper probes receive resistant. Any who have high-levels of competence and try to probe anyway runs into an extremely disciplined mind. One that is not just ordered, but is trained to resist mental incursion....and has a lot to hide.

(that's all for now. More will get added...if there are senses that you want me to add to this list, let me know and I'll be glad to either whisper you the results or add them to this profile. Thanks for reading.)

So begins...

Cythe's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Terem Character Portrait: Livia Caesarius Character Portrait: damion Character Portrait: 'Taanz 'Velzzmkt Character Portrait: Benjamin Crux Character Portrait: Huernn Blorb Character Portrait: Erik Faust Character Portrait: Valerie Akuma Character Portrait: Tsukino Hinata Character Portrait: Argosian Soldier Character Portrait: Ziemlich Ganz Character Portrait: Cythe Character Portrait: Roxanne Mellark Character Portrait: Diadem Wolfe Character Portrait: Ungrulf Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: The Ulfhednar Character Portrait: Jim "the news man" Taylor Character Portrait: Brennan, Master-at-Arms Character Portrait: One-Eye Character Portrait: Attila, the Haughty Character Portrait: Bullridge Character Portrait: The Berserkers Character Portrait: The Svinfylking Character Portrait: Hurgor Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: Smuxo Character Portrait: Maelstr

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The Empyrean seas began to toss as something deep below began to shift.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Terem Character Portrait: Livia Caesarius Character Portrait: damion Character Portrait: 'Taanz 'Velzzmkt Character Portrait: Benjamin Crux Character Portrait: Huernn Blorb Character Portrait: Erik Faust Character Portrait: Valerie Akuma Character Portrait: Tsukino Hinata Character Portrait: Argosian Soldier Character Portrait: Ziemlich Ganz Character Portrait: Cythe Character Portrait: Roxanne Mellark Character Portrait: Diadem Wolfe Character Portrait: Ungrulf Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: The Ulfhednar Character Portrait: Jim "the news man" Taylor Character Portrait: Brennan, Master-at-Arms Character Portrait: One-Eye Character Portrait: Attila, the Haughty Character Portrait: Bullridge Character Portrait: The Berserkers Character Portrait: The Svinfylking Character Portrait: Hurgor Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: Smuxo Character Portrait: Maelstr Character Portrait: john wicky got that sticky uh

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Terem Character Portrait: Livia Caesarius Character Portrait: damion Character Portrait: 'Taanz 'Velzzmkt Character Portrait: Benjamin Crux Character Portrait: Erik Faust Character Portrait: Valerie Akuma Character Portrait: Tsukino Hinata Character Portrait: Argosian Soldier Character Portrait: Ziemlich Ganz Character Portrait: Cythe Character Portrait: Roxanne Mellark Character Portrait: Diadem Wolfe Character Portrait: Ungrulf Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: Jim "the news man" Taylor Character Portrait: Brennan, Master-at-Arms Character Portrait: One-Eye Character Portrait: Attila, the Haughty Character Portrait: Bullridge Character Portrait: Hurgor Ellrulfsson Character Portrait: Maelstr Character Portrait: john wicky got that sticky uh Character Portrait: Crowson

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The cataclysmic maelstrom departed and left a quivering and traumatized sea in its wake. Waves calmed, the echoes of thunder subsided, and the rains ceased. While the distant flying mountain fired across the sky, the tides of the Empyrean Sea sighed with relief and settled into their natural patterns.

But something stirred.

Deep, deep, deep into the bottommost reaches of the sea, an ancientness beyond reckoning stirred from its slumber. Down, in the darkest depths where no light has shone for thousands of years, the silt shifted. Plunged into the cold crushing pressure of the deepest crevice, tucked away in the darkest abyss beneath the dead and lifeless undercurrents of the Empyrean Sea, a siren’s song disturbed the silence.

The song arose from the abyss and drifted across the ocean floor. It’s soothing melody swam through the tides, currents, and the hidden places of the deep - and it whispered. It called.

Nameless names and wordless words. The song promised the unfathomable, spoke of the unknowable, and it called for its ancient children. Somewhere, great monstrous tentacles stretched out from dark trenches and gargantuan fish slithered from mucus-filled holes and remembered age-old plots. Swarms of foul creatures with pincers, fins, tendrils, and all manner of horrible appendages and eyes stirred in the forgotten crevices of the sea.

Maelstr’s song echoed through the deep and whispered through the tide, calling to all who would hear her voice.

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