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This is the story of young mages and malcontents, of strange friends and bedfellows, and of deep and mysterious arcana. It has been a comedy sometimes, a tragedy at other times, and a political thriller more often than you’d like. It has been a romance as often as not, and rarely has it been an easy or straight-forward one.
It is your story: the story of Ezreal Mious of Dappulyet, or Ezreal Van Houtzmann of the Hawksong Mages’ Tower, or ‘Tips’ to your friends.
When you were young, you dreamed of being a Life Mage—a healer, perhaps, or a master chimericist like your master. You achieved all that and more, but a youthful fixation about the Archmage’s daughter—your principle academic rival—set you on a path that has since defined your life. Chasing her secrets, you uncovered countless others:
The secret history of Hawksong’s highest nobility, of how they rose and (seemingly) feel, infiltrated and adulterated by dark forces from ancient aeons.
The true origins of life on the Priem Materia Plane, created from darkness and molded by alien forces—by your own gods, originating in some place beyond the spark-speckled night skin—Into something ‘better’.
The nature of body, and of soul, and how to mend, preserve, recreate, and duplicate them. The secret of to transform them into something new.
The means to escape fate, foil divination, and break the cage of predestination once and for all… To achieve TRUE freedom.
Some call you ‘Unseelie’—unholy, accursed, heretical, maybe even mad. Your own people—your mother’s people, the Sylvan Elves of your homeland—want to imprison you for your crimes you’ve committed and the danger they believe you pose. It hurts your heart to hear these accusations, and to perceive the growing gulf between you and they. To reconcile with the Sylvanfolk would mean a great deal: your spiritual reunion with the tradition you’ve long followed, but ALSO the possibility of your mother attending your upcoming wedding.
But you are a <span class="mu-g">SEEKER OF THE ESOTERIC</span>, and for you, pursuit of hidden truth, and of a better future for all peoples, will always come first.
But even so…
Will you delay your wedding until after negotiations with the Sylvan delegation?
>Yes—you hold out hope that you can find common ground with your homeland, and invite your mother to witness your marriage
>No—your father will be in attendance, and you’ll have the women you love and the friends you’ve made there, and that is more than enough
>Write-in
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It is your story: the story of Ezreal Mious of Dappulyet, or Ezreal Van Houtzmann of the Hawksong Mages’ Tower, or ‘Tips’ to your friends.
When you were young, you dreamed of being a Life Mage—a healer, perhaps, or a master chimericist like your master. You achieved all that and more, but a youthful fixation about the Archmage’s daughter—your principle academic rival—set you on a path that has since defined your life. Chasing her secrets, you uncovered countless others:
The secret history of Hawksong’s highest nobility, of how they rose and (seemingly) feel, infiltrated and adulterated by dark forces from ancient aeons.
The true origins of life on the Priem Materia Plane, created from darkness and molded by alien forces—by your own gods, originating in some place beyond the spark-speckled night skin—Into something ‘better’.
The nature of body, and of soul, and how to mend, preserve, recreate, and duplicate them. The secret of to transform them into something new.
The means to escape fate, foil divination, and break the cage of predestination once and for all… To achieve TRUE freedom.
Some call you ‘Unseelie’—unholy, accursed, heretical, maybe even mad. Your own people—your mother’s people, the Sylvan Elves of your homeland—want to imprison you for your crimes you’ve committed and the danger they believe you pose. It hurts your heart to hear these accusations, and to perceive the growing gulf between you and they. To reconcile with the Sylvanfolk would mean a great deal: your spiritual reunion with the tradition you’ve long followed, but ALSO the possibility of your mother attending your upcoming wedding.
But you are a <span class="mu-g">SEEKER OF THE ESOTERIC</span>, and for you, pursuit of hidden truth, and of a better future for all peoples, will always come first.
But even so…
Will you delay your wedding until after negotiations with the Sylvan delegation?
>Yes—you hold out hope that you can find common ground with your homeland, and invite your mother to witness your marriage
>No—your father will be in attendance, and you’ll have the women you love and the friends you’ve made there, and that is more than enough
>Write-in
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