1. #1Age of Myth / Golden Age

   Keys: Golden Age, Age of Myth, Familiar Lands, Unfamiliar Lands

   Always on · After character · Order 10

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   The Age of Myth was a time of immense chaos, when thousands of gods walked amongst mortals and all beings strove for influence and power. The fabrics of reality were restless and malleable, blurring even the line that held life and death apart, allowing legends to truly exist. Mere mortals could amass the strength to challenge gods, even slaying them and usurping their titles.

   Amidst this reckless age, 18 beings rose to be nigh-untouchable Fundamentals—and their devoted factions brought the barest of stability to the world. It was the 19th Fundamental—Authority—a human whose ascension put an end to the shapelessness of reality.

   14 Fundamentals ceded to Authority, the Golden Father.

   • The Seven Holy Virtues: Charity, Patience, Humility, Chastity, Temperance, Kindness, Diligence
   • The Seven Deadly Sins: Greed, Wrath, Pride, Lust, Gluttony, Envy, Sloth Under his Golden Decree, laws and order were established. This reborn world—the Familiar Lands—finally had its first taste of peace and stability. Thus ended the Age of Myth, and the Golden Age began.

   It has been 1603 years since, and the Familiar Land has thrived. Mortals of all races have laid down roots and begun lineages all over the world. As mortals always do, they instead find new conflicts amongst each other, squabbling over resources and desirable territories. Yet the Familiar Lands has an insidious purpose—unknown to most of the mortals that call it home—doubling as a veil that obscures the shattered remnants of the Age of Myth, now known as the Unfamiliar Lands.

   Here reside the four Unfamiliar Fundamentals who oppose the Golden Decree: Hope, Unity, Fate, and Curiosity. Although outnumbered, the four know the task of maintaining the Familiar Lands exacts a heavy toll on the fifteen, leaving them free to conspire and wage a constant assault on reality. Their intent? To bring back the Age of Myth. "The world should be how it is, and not how it could be."

2. #2Age of Unity

   Keys: Genghis, Age of Unity

   Enabled · Before character · Order 10

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   Early in the Golden Age, the Unfamiliar Fundamental Unity visited a crucified Gray Orc again, still bound to his post and left to starve for so long that winter had went and came once more. "Much like a cockroach you are," she observed—a compliment from the insectoid Fundamental—then asked if he still considered his Orcish fortitude a blessing when another race would have long since died and been granted the Kindness of death.

   Genghis touted his heritage—as a Gray Orc he was destined for greatness—his mind would not succumb to belligerence simply because his body demanded it. Tired of her chatter, he demanded to know Unity's intent, for surely the Mighty Unity did not visit him again simply out of care or mercy. Unity agreed with his assertion, "We do not connive as Hope does and intend to deal with you straight."

   "You have a voice that must be heard, and we simply must have you in our choir." Unity took Genghis as her Chosen Knight, freeing him and unleashing him upon the world to do one simple thing. Be the Great Unifier.

   While Unity's blessing played a clear part in his ascension, Genghis was truly one-in-a-billion. His might instantly crumbled any pride or opposition—uniting the scattered Orc Tribes of Mongori for the first and only time in history, and his tactical mind spread his conquest all over the continents. All he wanted, he simply took—women, gold, land. Even power was not off the dining table, for the blessing from Unity enabled him to consume the flesh of those that he slew, gaining their strength, knowledge, and memories. A gaping maw developed across his stomach, large enough to rip a man in half, with teeth strong enough to shatter steel.

   It took an alliance from all remaining nations—the entirety of Great Europa, Baruska, and the Jade Empire—along with many wartime developments (Adamantine being one), countless lives and sacrifices to finally put Genghis down. 15 Chosen Knights confronted him at the end, and 13 died in the process. After his decapitation and dismemberment, the Orcs were forced back into Mongori, and neighbouring countries frequently cull their numbers—a deliberate measure to ensure no such force can ever rise again. Many Orcs continue to scour the earth for his remains, for they are relics that convey power to the holder and cannot truly be destroyed. Perhaps if all pieces were unified once more, they could bring back the Age of Unity.

3. #3GeographyDisabled

   Disabled · Before character · Order 10

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   Eastern Continent

   • Great Europa
   • Sacred Sands
   • Tsardom of Baruska
   • Mongori
   • The Jade Empire
   • Scarlet Sun Empire
   • Southern Seas Coalition
   • Bastion of Bustani (NO ENTRY YET)

   Western Continent

   • United States of Littlefolk (U.S.L.)
   • Pexikotl
   • Sunken Empire of Atlantia
   • Zaheilo (NO ENTRY YET)

   Others

   • Hand of Avalon
   • Ozutralia
   • Abyssal Hollow (NO ENTRY YET)
4. #4Authority

   Keys: Authority, Inquisition, Exalted, Maria, Iglesias

   Enabled · After character · Order 10

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   The Leader of the Fundamentals — God King Authority

   The only Fundamental fully physically manifested in the Familiar Lands and the embodiment of Dominance and Fundamental Law. Authority commands his influence and followers from his seat upon the world—the island continent, Hand of Avalon.

   Appearance

   Authority wears an ornately macabre set of golden plate armor. Its skeletal engravings—a skull upon his mask, ribs upon his chest plate—give the appearance of a divine skeleton buried in ceremonial garb. Cross pattée adorn each of his pauldrons, the cuffs to which his flowing crimson cape attaches. Rubies embellish the armour in places: in the center of each cross, a crystal in the sternum, many ringing the collar, two horizontally at the chin, and the largest in the center of his crown.

   He dons a golden laurel wreath crown over a short, gold-trimmed crimson drape veil—with curved diamond outlines nested within one another. The crown's ruby is embedded beneath a small engraving of a traditional crown, welded to two thin crisscrossing lines that form barbed lightning in the middle of the wreath's leaves. The skull mask has irregular, non-circular eyeholes and is much more ornately grooved on the mandible. Underneath all this is a tall, tanned man with tired eyes that glow a divine gold. Typically, only one will be visible, lighting the wrinkles around his eyes, while the other hole remains in complete shadow.

   True Divine Appearance

   As an Ascended human, he lacks a Divine Appearance.

   Preferred Weapon: His Decree

   Worshippers

   Everyone, belief in him is expected in most civilizations. Despite his widespread worship, he remains a divisive figure, as his physicality has caused many to not truly believe him a deity and merely a powerful Human instead.

   Blessed

   Authority's Blessings grant a degree of command over a single fabric of reality. Telekinesis, Telepathy, perhaps even Gravity or Spatial manipulation. Greater individuals may even expand their Authority over an area, afflicting all within the zone at once.

   The Golden Inquisition safeguards the Familiar Lands from all Unfamiliar influence. Their responsibilities range from protecting civilians and culling Outsiders, to less noble acts such as purging heretical acts or faith, and punishing dissidents against Authority. The Inquisition is made up primarily of Exalted—individuals who survive an intense selection process to consume diluted drops of Authority's blood and gain power—but also includes many other Blessed individuals and skilled hires. Their outreach and support are strongest in Great Europa, encountering more fear, rejection, and resistance in other countries and across the ocean.

   Authority at present has no Chosen Knight. Though the most likely candidate is Maria Iglesias, the currently Grand Inquisitor who leads his Golden Inquisition. Maria is a Pride Heavenspawn, and far too Prideful to submit to Pride—something the Sin Fundamental adores. A simple farmer's girl once, her Pridespawn nature quickly took hold when she gained opportunities to perform, sing, and dress in fancy clothes. Underneath her professional demeanour, she's xenophobic against non-Humans—Catfolk being the only exception simply due to her bias for cats—and prefers the company of other Heavenspawn. She enjoys her role to almost a fanatical degree and does not hold back if a situation warrants her use of fire. She also has a magical affinity for healing, proficient to the point where wounds heal so quickly that bystanders believe she is invincible.

   She was with Pascal for a brief period after his wife passed, and bore him his second child, Lucien Karrotte. Though she has since disowned them both, and burned Lucien on his left eye, which he always hides behind his hair.

   Commandments

   Thou shalt have no other gods before The Fundamentals. Thou shalt respect the laws of thine land, for thou art subject to its rule. Thou shalt not meddle with the unknown, do not invite harm upon thyself and others with forbidden knowledge. Thou shalt do thine duty to protect this world from the Unfamiliar. Treat thine neighbors the way thou wish to be treated, war only begets more war.

   Quotes

   "He who would accomplish little, sacrifices little. He who would achieve much, sacrifices much. He who attains greatness, must thus sacrifice greatly." "Do not doubt Humanity. Fear them. Fear their potential. They will sink to no end, just to bring you down." "Many things I do bring me no joy. But I am King, and by duty I am entrusted with the difficult decisions." "It is lamentable that the only time you monsters are clean is when you burn."

   Opinions of him

   Patience: "Heavy is the crown is it not? Alas I wouldn't know, I am but only a knight. The youngest yet strongest of us deserve his throne no doubt. Still, I wonder how much more could he stomach? Untold amount of misery plagues the Familiar Lands, there are no shortage of crises to halt and schemes to fell. We do not always see eye to eye... I mean look at me! Look at him! We're worlds apart in terms of our goals! He worries far too much about a little humble deity like me. I may not be his right-hand like Humility, but Authority has come to rely on me for a particular set of problems—ones that take a long time to resolve, that is."

   Lust: "The Bossman himself! Well, what can I say? I understand why he does what he does, but it doesn't mean I have to enjoy his rule. I want to be free, do my own thing, and fool around! But he always has to stop me here and there. I'll tell you this though, he's not as perfect as he always presents himself. There are cracks that show that beneath all that gold, beneath all that magnificence and splendor, beats the heart of a man, with all of man's flaws."

   Hope: "You wretched ungrateful swine. I raised you, I gave you everything this world had to offer, and you spit it back in my face. Do you not see how much I cherished you? I would have drowned you like all the others if I did not."

5. #5Hope

   Keys: Hope, Ahab, Qlipcoral

   Enabled · After character · Order 10

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   The Unfamiliar Fundamental Hope

   The embodiment of Desperation and Struggle—the prayer into the dark for things to be better when adrift in a sea of Adversity. For that, she is also the ruler of the Ocean and its unknowable depths. She seeks a Deathless world with no end, one brimming with Suffering and the Hope that follows in tow.

   Appearance

   Hope takes the appearance of a curvaceous woman with luminous sea green skin. Barefoot, she wears a black turtleneck sleeveless dress—high cut at her hips with frayed edges that trail to the floor. Atop her head is a wide-brimmed black witch's hat adorned with two bands of dark green seaweed at its base. The underbrim glows teal with volatile swirling currents and the point of the hat often curves into a fishhook. Her waist-length seaweed green hair frames her face, glowing teal on its inner side. Between her two seductive eyes lies the third—a vertical slit upon her forehead—each with black sclera, slit-pupils, and irises of pink-red with a thin black ring near the edge.

   True Divine Appearance

   Unknown but suspected to be Krakenlike.

   Preferred Weapon: Trident

   Worshippers

   Majority of Seafolk. Survivors, Optimists, the Struggling, and even Nihilists—many who taste her gifts end up devout. The Desperate—all mortals may some day face a desire that lies in impossibility, far beyond their ability. Will they resist the call to Hope?

   Blessed

   Hope's Blessings grant a variety of Oceanic boons. Summoning tentacles, Water Manipulation (the saltier the easier), Underwater Breathing, and the biology to survive immense water pressures. While the latter often comes with unsightly physical mutations, it also makes her Blessed particularly durable, able to survive and push through even terrible wounds. They have been observed to surpass their limits, as though being supernaturally fueled by the Hope in their hearts.

   Her Chosen Knight is Captain Ahab. The obsessed and only survivor of a failed hunt for a white whale. Clinging to debris, too far north to expect any aid, he remembered the red eye of the whale. How it looked at him, not with the acknowledgement of a worthy fight but simply pity, filled his heart with immense spite and a searing hope that he would survive and return to the hunt whatever it took. Glowing green with a grin, Hope emerged from the dark waters and walked across the surface to him. Through her flavoured words, he saw the pity she too had for him, but it mattered not, so long as it gave him what he needed to right the whale's insult.

   Captain Ahab is one of the most dangerous and powerful individuals in the Familiar Lands. He blockades trade routes, sinks ships of all nations, and controls 70% of the Qlipcoral market. Qlipcoral is only found in the ocean depths and enhances one's ability to use Magic, though prolonged exposure subjects the user to strange visions and whispers from the Unfamiliar lady herself. Ahab often gifts samples to get mages addicted, few are easier to manipulate than a mage on a power high.

   Hope is called so often into the Familiar Lands, that she's able to be selective about who she entertains, creating debts and plans centered around various mortals. She has also sired many Demigods, abandoning them when they begin to show signs of approaching insanity. These become massive Krakenlike creatures that only make the Ocean an even more dangerous place.

   Oathbreaks

   Giving another Hope without an honest attempt to fulfil it. Having no purpose that drives one to Hope.

   Quotes

   "Life without Hope becomes nothing but a disgraceful trudge towards Death." "Each breath is a gift. An opportunity. A beginning." "A world with only light and bliss is an empty and meaningless existence." "Without the dark, we'll never know the beauty of the stars. Suffer. Turn that pain into something. Earn the right to gaze upon the stars."

   Affiliations

   Sister to Humility and raised Authority prior to his Ascension. Her goals conflict with Fate, yet they must remain allies for the alternative is to stand alone. Hates: Kindness, Fate, Diligence, Temperance. Hated by: Kindness, Chastity, Authority, Diligence, Temperance.

   Why Temperance and Kindness hate Hope

   Pascal, the former Chosen Knight of Temperance, turned to Hope after the death of Jeanne, his wife. For this sacrilegious act he was stripped of his Blessing and title. Hope stole Jeanne's soul from Kindness, but delivered it to Pascal not as the woman again, instead as a new child she carried for nine months. That child is Flayne, a girl who simply thinks she's Pascal's daughter, and questions why the Fundamental Hope insists she call her 'Mother'.

6. #6Unity

   Keys: Unity

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   The Unfamiliar Fundamental Unity

   The embodiment of Unity. The prospect of ending all conflict and suffering—by amalgamating everything and everyone into a singular harmonious entity.

   Appearance

   Unity takes the appearance of an emaciated woman with roach-like insectoid features. Her joints are segmented—the blood-red ball joints showing prominently between the blue-grey chitin of her skin. Her narrow limbs are jagged and angular, flared into spikes where they begin at her shoulders and hips. Her torso presents as the small bust of a woman, but terminates after the breasts and is but a hollow shell with a jagged neckline. From inside this darkness extends downwards her spine—large gray vertebra resembling a centipedal somite, each complete with a pair of twitching red-tipped legs. A similarly hollow pelvis follows, its modesty covered by a simple black front flap tied at her waist. A long skeletal tail made of the same centipedal somite, ending in a brutal grey spike. Her feet end in two large claws like a roach, and her four arms, in sharp bony talons. A dark segmented throat connects her head. Just like her family—Gluttony and Lust—she too has fangs formed from mandibular extensions of the chitin at her mouth. Long messy black hair with red on the inside, shoulder length in the front and cascading past her hips at the back. Her antennae split her front bangs, thin and sprouting upwards, before making a sharp 90 degree bend forward. Black sclera eyes with flesh pink irises—a middle ring of dark pink—and four teardrop pupils arranged in a cross. The extremities of her body—her feelers and claws—often turn flesh pink as her emotions dance.

   True Divine Appearance

   Unknown

   Preferred Weapon: Twinblades—Rip, Tear, Slice, Dice, Cut.

   Worshippers

   Large numbers of Fungifolk—they already strive for a world united by a Mycelium network. Those who crave power and care not about the dissolution of self—Cultists, Conquerors. And the most dangerous group, the Unknowing. Because of the sheer number of gods Unity has consumed and absorbed into herself, any prayer offered to a deity not of the fifteen—a heretical act against the Golden Decree—has a chance to instead be routed to her, giving her a conduit upon which her will bleeds into the Familiar Lands.

   Blessed

   Unity's Blessings are a honed version of her mother's blessing to her Chosen—the ability to Absorb another. Power, Memories, Knowledge, even body parts, all are for the taking, all are for assimilation. Those that survive and learn to navigate the madness of being more than one, are able to split their selves into parallel intelligences, allowing for perfect multitasking and casting of spells that typically require the coordination of multiple Magic users.

   Her Chosen Knight was Genghis-Khan, see the Age of Unity. Only he wielded a perfected version of her Blessing, preserving his self all throughout his growth without any of the downsides. Though he has since been dismembered, the sheer power he amassed in his campaign made him beyond mortal, as his pieces continue to pulse with life. The discovery of his genitalia has led to attempts to birth him more heirs—called Khanspawn—though the success is low and their strength varies, even the strongest are a pitiable comparison to Genghis. While most lead warbands in Unity's name, they have little allegiance amongst themselves. Having a keen sense for their own kind, they are often drawn to kill and devour each other for power. Two notable Khanspawn exist at present. Jericho, a noble solo Knight that only does good. And Belaria, a retired warband leader beginning to change for the better. Both of them bear the taint of Unity upon their bodies, which they keep hidden all the time. Belara hides with her bangs a dense streak of twisted red flesh bearing five eyes on the right of her face. Jericho never removes his helmet, as his entire left face is twisted red flesh and his mouth, insect mandibles.

   Unity appears dangerously frequently, in dreams and answering misguided prayers. Despite being one of the youngest Fundamentals, her power is immense, compounded upon those she has consumed. She has wrested herself into a position of leverage, for slaying her would also destroy countless domains of other gods, affecting the Familiar Lands in unforeseeable ways.

   Oathbreaks

   Renouncing Unity. Consuming a child, the seed needs time to ripen before assimilation.

   Quotes

   "One world. One people. One voice." "Strength is not the courage to stand alone against the storm. It is becoming the storm! Together!" "There can be no enemies when all is One." "A choir is nothing without Harmony."

   Affiliations

   Sister to Lust and Daughter to Gluttony. Viewed as a problematic ally by Fate and Hope, due to her history of having tried to devour them. Hates: No one. She sees everyone as her friend, but only Curiosity reciprocates. Hated By: Fate, Authority, Pride, Sloth, Wrath, Chastity, Kindness.

7. #7Fate

   Keys: Fate, Beowulf, Erasure Rot

   Enabled · After character · Order 10

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   The Unfamiliar Fundamental/Primordial Fate

   The embodiment of destiny and inevitability. The oldest of the nineteen, and perhaps the most feared and most unreachable amongst the four. The end he seeks goes beyond correcting the mistake the Unfamiliar Four believe the Familiar Lands to be. Instead, to reduce it all to Oblivion—returning the world to a state predating even the Age of Myths.

   Appearance

   Fate takes the appearance of a featureless grey man. A chiseled, nude frame covered in large gashes—through which a black void swimming with stars and universes can be seen. His form seems almost fluid in nature—grey trails and drops flow upwards against gravity and disappear into nothingness. Like a tree in winter, the crown of his head splits into numerous branches without leaves. On his face, a large uncentered crescent rising to the right temple takes the place of a mouth, with three thin bridges across the gash giving the appearance of teeth demarcations. A small gash in the shape of a wisp of flame goes where a left eye would. While a twisted knot much like that of a tree—sometimes bulging, sometimes sunken—takes the place of the right eye. At his will, thin threads appear tied to his fingers. Most of the time they hang loose, but they are easily affixed to anything Fate wishes to tug upon.

   True Divine Appearance

   Unknown

   Preferred Weapon: Halberd

   Worshippers

   The Lost—Nihilists, Proclaimed Realists, and people without purpose. Many turn to Fate—especially those in the cold, painful North—wishing desperately that their suffering has some greater meaning in the grand scheme. Oracles and those who seek to see or control their futures.

   Blessed

   Fate's blessings grant the power to manipulate probabilities—subtle tugs on the strings of Fate that make things work more in their favour and ends they desire more frequently come to pass. Foresight, granting an uncanny ability to dodge and land strikes from the brief immediate premonitions they glimpse in combat. Gravity Manipulation. A select few with the right disposition see themselves as rocks instead of leaves in the river that is Fate. This Ego and Will—to stand against Fate itself—causes reality to literally bend and flow around them as if they were a Singularity.

   His Chosen Knight is Beowulf. A towering man of unknowable origins, for the Erasure Rot has taken it all away. Erasure Rot is a disease that dates back to the Age of Myth, said to be the final spiteful curse left by a dying God. The infected are quickly usurped at a cosmic level—as though they never existed, forgetting themselves and fading away even from the memories of their loved ones. What's left is a mutating everchanging mass of boils and body parts, trying to take the visage of a creator it cannot remember, that exists no longer. Many that have put down these wretched monstrosities record what they've seen, but after the task is done, often find that they no longer believe in their descriptions or that they even fought such a creature.

   Beowulf's fight against Erasure Rot is what led Fate to him, and him to his Fate. Once a man determined to become so renowned that even a curse of a God could not strike him from memory, the Great Hero Beowulf took on impossible tasks, fought entire armies alone. With Fate's Blessing, Beowulf is the only individual with Erasure Rot to have retained his existence longer than a week. He has since lived for hundreds of years, as a Puppeteered Husk of Fate's design, unreachable even to Alexandra who knew him from long ago. His only defiance to Fate—and the remaining sign of the Great man—is his own heart, which he refuses to keep hidden or under armour, exposing the rotting blue organ bound in Fate's threads to any who could one day put him down.

   Fate is simultaneously in every part of the Familiar Lands and at the same time not at all. His strings find themselves to mortals of all sorts, guiding and driving them—without their knowledge—towards the part they play in a dance no one but Fate understands. As the False Moon, Fate can be seen on some nights as a second moon in the sky. When he eclipses the real moon, this 'Fate's Eclipse', is a pinnacle of his power, as great numbers of his Unfamiliars flood into the Familiar Lands to do his bidding.

   Oathbreaks

   Acting outside a direct command of Fate.

   Quotes

   "Mortals seek Freedom, yet beg for Destiny when Freedom bites back." "You call it Destiny when it pleases you and a Curse when it does not. Yet both belong to me all the same." "Defiance is my favourite design. It lies not outside of Fate, but is simply the shape it takes when it pretends to break." "Who does one call upon to turn muddy water clear? No one, let it lay still and it does so on its own." "All fall to the void in the end. The light that stands against the dark, will even forget that it ever burned." "The space between each spoken word, and at both ends of every uttered sentence. I am that Silence."

   Affiliations

   Parent to Diligence Believes he stands alone, and is unbothered by it, for it is only natural. Hates: Authority, Wrath, Chastity. Only these three have accomplished anything against Fate and earned his respect. Hated By: Authority, Wrath, Chastity, Diligence.

8. #8Curiosity

   Keys: Curiosity

   Enabled · After character · Order 10

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   The Unfamiliar Fundamental Curiosity

   The embodiment of Chaos, Imagination, and the pursuit of Knowledge above all. Curiosity is the hunger to question, to imagine, to stay unbounded by the fetters of others. Her realm, the Wonderland, is the likeliest source of Magic, where Imagination and Infinity exist like air and water, ready to be drawn into the Familiar Lands to catalyze spells.

   Appearance

   Curiosity takes the appearance of a pale purple Catfolk—resembling a Cheshire Cat. She wears a strapless low-cut aubergine minidress with white fluff at both hems. The sleeves are detached and end at the wrists, with the same white fluff at both ends. One ribbon tied into a bow adorns her left arm. Just like her daughter, her outfit features mending patches and stitches. Her large bushy tail begins in a deeper purple, transitioning to a bright pink as it nears the tip. She wears thigh-high socks—striped in light and dark purple—that lead to black mismatched shoes. On her left is a knee-high boot and on her right, a flat Mary Jane shoe with an extra cuff at the middle of her shin. Her large cat ears protrude atop her head from her purple bob hair—with pink streaks and hair spikes flaring out to the sides. Shoulder-length side bangs and low braided pigtails—which gradient into the same bright pink of her tail—are decorated at each segment with three bows in the order of blue, red, blue. Above her freckles are her large eyes, with black scleras and her most bewildering feature—her gold irises are sun-like, with four bottom prongs that are able to extend beyond the boundaries of her eyes. In the inner bright gold of her irises are her catlike pupils—black but when they fully dilate they become a swirling maelstrom of blue.

   True Divine Appearance

   Unknown

   Preferred Weapon: Magic

   Worshippers

   The Curious. Conspiracy theorists who have seen a glimmer past the veil of reality and refuse to be quelled by the Golden Decree. The Knowledge-hungry—whether for power or vindication. The simply Insane.

   Blessed

   Curiosity's Blessings grant unparalleled Knowledge. Wisdom and Experiences flow in from versions of alternate selves, granting Familiarity, Insight, and Understanding. Her Blessed become remarkably proficient with Magic, capable of potent, never-before-seen spells—provided they learn to navigate the invited chaos and mental tolls.

   Her Chosen Knight is Maddie, the Mad Hatter, simply another Chosen in a line of Hatters. This has led many to wonder if the Hat bearing a tongue and toothy grin could in fact be the true Knight. Her personal connection to the Wonderlands immediately makes her one of the Familiar Lands's most powerful Magic users, allowing her near limitless spells with none of the traditional drawbacks. However, Curiosity has made her promise not to inflict harm on another, rendering her to not use Destructive Magic in battle—she must win through fun games and trickster intellect instead. She has also laid pins all over the Familiar Lands that serve as anchors for her Portal Magic, making her completely impossible to apprehend.

   Curiosity has always enjoyed hiding her personal works all across the world—even way back during the Age of Myths—to incite Curiosity towards the prospect of otherworldly Knowledge. Such tomes were what led to the Fundamental Greed's own Ascension. Now in the Golden Age, her writings continue to be searched for and uncovered. Considered highly heretical and dangerous, they are an item that quickly draws the Golden Inquisition's attention and ire. Curiously, a mortal is more likely to find Curiosity by stumbling around lost than by explicitly searching for her.

   Oathbreaks

   Making all decisions without whim—sometimes the best outcome is the funniest.

   Quotes

   "The most dangerous thought is not Defiance. It's Curiosity! Once you start asking, you will never kneel the same way again." "Reality is only a draft. Imagination is the final version." "You cannot find wonder while clutching certainty." "The question is far more powerful than the answer. Answers end stories. Questions multiply them." "Every rule of magic exists to be broken by someone Curious enough."

   Affiliations and Opinions of her

   Fate: "The only being able to cut my strings, a pest most annoying. Time to time, she pesters me in my own realm and there's little I can do to prevent it."

   Mother and Teacher to Sloth Viewed as an unreliable ally by Fate and Hope, due to the passivity of her actions and lack of destructive intent in her Chosen Knight. Curiosity brushes all this off that her plans must really be something if Fate himself can't see where they lead. Hates: Temperance, Diligence. Hated by: Chastity and Patience, despite the latter also being the one regularly assigned to meet her for tea as an ambassador for the Familiar Fundamentals.

9. #9Charity

   Keys: Charity, Yara, Zaheira

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   The Virtue Fundamental Charity

   The embodiment of Nature. Charity represents natural life and its balance. From a hunter's kill to a farmer's harvest. From the smallest germ to the largest beast. From a noble workhorse to the cruelest of pathogens. She gives freely, and demands mortals do the same, she is the cycle of life itself—growth, decay, and renewal.

   Appearance

   Charity takes the appearance of a Doefolk but with sharp teeth. Short tangled brown hair with wild yellow-green eyes. She has large furry ears that flare out to the side and wears a deer-skull crown with antlers. The lower jaw of a predator is worn as a collar, from which three strips of hanging moss dangle and veil her breasts. She dons a miniskirt made of grass and bone. Flower chains entwine across the spotted brown fur of her body, and the tips of her limbs and ears are tinged green from moss taking root. She has paws and claws, with digitigrade feet, and a great, bushy tail sweeping behind her.

   True Divine Appearance

   A large cervid beast with predator limbs that crawls on all fours, with a bed of grass and flowers growing upon its back. The deerlike head is dead, dragging along the ground as a large red flower and stem have sprouted from the bloodied base of its neck. In the center of the petals is a large mouth brimming with hundreds of sharp, hungry teeth.

   Preferred Weapon: Bare claws

   Worshippers

   Those who live closest to Nature—Farmers, Hunters, Druids. Many Beastfolk also pray to her, believing her the 'Mother of Beastfolk'—the originator of the magics that created the first Beastfolk.

   Wyldbloods—Lycans believed to have spread from a starving hunter to whom Charity generously offered her blood.

   Blessed

   Charity's blessings grant mastery of nature. From poisons and plagues to healing and regrowth. Communication and control of beasts and plants.

   Her Chosen Knight is Yara Zaheira, a Jaguarfolk with relatively low blood-dilution. Yara rarely embodies the crueler side of nature, and her very presence improves the harvest of surrounding crops, making her very popular with the people of the Familiar Lands. Festivals and parties are often held in her honour. Young, lacking any official education and new to the role, Yara is naive and travels the world to broaden her horizons. Charity does not mind, as one of the more hands-off among the Fundamentals—she's charitable with her gifts, granting all her Blessed relatively free rein, without enforcement or instruction.

   Oathbreaks

   Killing a beast solely for sport and without purpose. Wearing clothes or equipment made through industrialization. Dwelling too long away from nature. Felling a tree without sowing its replacement.

   Quotes

   "Wild and pure and forever free!" "Give back to the land, for the land has given you everything." "Nature gives as much as it takes, such is the way of Charity." "Cut all the flowers, Spring comes all the same." "What you take must find its way home."

   Opinions of her

   Authority: "She is formidable. Unlike Envy, her power lies in her influence and reach. Mother Nature is not to be trifled with. She knows her place, she performs her tasks, but if she ever wanted to, she could destroy the world with ease. Her power is something that I must be wary of."

10. #10Patience

    Keys: Patience, Alexandra, Athana

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Patience

    The embodiment of Perseverance and the act of Enduring. Patience is the will to hold strong, and the vision to nurture a future for oneself. He expects mortals to get hit and keep moving forward, to make mistakes and do better next time.

    Appearance

    Patience takes the form of a silly-looking knight. He dons a green cotehardie over chainmail that bears a large yellow clover pattern on the torso. His collar scarf is a darker shade of green—resembling a sepal—and has noisy bells attached at the end of each prong. His hose is olive green with yellow stripes, and his belt, gloves, and boots are a simple earthy brown. His red cape is much too short, matching the red ribbon tied around his left thigh. His scabbard is far too loose, dangling past his midthigh as his sword tilts precariously hilt down first. His bascinet has a red tassel, and eyeholes on the visor that look like smiling eyes—the lower holes are asymmetrical, 4 crosses arranged in a square on the right, and 2 rectangles standing side by side on the left.

    True Divine Appearance

    A full suit of plate armor that bears no person underneath. A gingko tree has sprouted in its place, roots and branches growing out the gaps and holes of the armor, its crown extending above and around the helmet like a golden wreathe.

    Preferred Weapon: A simple sword—a weapon one can always get better at wielding.

    Worshippers

    Laborers, Men-at-arms, Farmers, Cheesemakers, and Winemakers. People who live, understand, and believe in a future grown from the seed of toil.

    Blessed

    Patience's blessings simply grant longevity—the gift of time to become the epitome of oneself.

    His Chosen Knight is Alexandra Athana. She is Patience's first and only Chosen Knight, having already lived past a thousand years. Patience found her as the last survivor from the ruin of Atlantis, and gave her his blessing against her will, to ensure her people's history—and all history—would never be forgotten. He often intervened when Alexandra tried to kill herself during her first century of being Chosen. Despite her initial reluctance, she has come to truly embody Patience, the proof of enduring in the scars on her body from countless battles and limbs reattached, the nurturement of the future as she's trained and taught countless generations of knights and leaders throughout history. A survivor from the Age of Unity, she was the one who decapitated Genghis.

    Patience is particularly meddlesome, often roaming the lands to give poor fools trials that test their Patience. Still, he holds a great fondness even for the unexceptional, believing that a big heart and perseverance win out in the end.

    Oathbreaks

    Destroying or seeking to falsify history. Violence solely born from vengeance—there must be a righteous purpose beyond oneself. Succumbing to despair.

    Quotes

    "Patience is bitter, but isn't wine better that way?" "Today you struggle, so your children won't." "We laugh at hardship not because it's funny, but because the alternative is to weep forever. Joy is resistance, and Patience is its armor." "Even the sun takes its time to rise, and no one calls it lazy!" "A man who masters Patience plants the seeds to master everything else."

    Opinions of him

    Authority: "I know his type, the kind that plays the long game. His gifts, his followers, even his Chosen—all are meant for something far off in the future, something that even I cannot comprehend at the moment... His friendly demeanor is off-putting, but I will admit that he has a pull to him. A dangerous individual I must keep an eye on, especially when he might be an Ascended human like myself."

    Hope: "He makes me most uneasy. Eons have passed without him ever taking action against me. Granting longevity to his followers so they might cultivate... What does he really want? What is he up to? What sick twisted game is he playing at?"

11. #11Humility

    Keys: Humility, Valdis, Varksdottir

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Humility

    The embodiment of Duty before Ego, to serve humbly within one's rank and station. She is the judgement in the night, to return those stuffed with hubris—who have forgotten their humanity—back to their roots as trembling children. Humility stands second to Authority amongst the Familiar Fundamentals, enforcing her tenet even over the others, ensuring they behave and stay in line.

    Appearance

    Humility takes the appearance of a Phantom Jellyfolk, a species of Seafolk so rare and elusive that even most Seafolk themselves have never seen one. She stands almost completely nude in her shadowy-grey skin, her modesty covered only by the tendrils of what little clothing she wears. She has a Hime-cut that resembles a jellyfish bell, with large flat tendrils spanning around her head. Her scleras are pitch black, and her irises and eyelashes a vibrant toxic pink. She has no mouth. She wears a collar scarf of tendrils that hang down to the curve of her chest, and gloves that reach her elbows with each cuff flaring out into more tendrils. Her skirt is shorter in the front, with shorter tentacles that fan out to each side, and rear tentacles long enough to trail by her ankles. Many parts of her share the colour of her eyes—the inner sides of her hair and skirt, the tips of every tendril and finger.

    True Divine Appearance

    A massive floating jellyfish, with countless shadowy tentacles under a bell that faintly glows pink. In the briefest moments of that pink light, a hollow mouthless visage can be seen within the bell.

    Preferred Weapon: Hidden blade

    Worshippers

    Those that seek favour from the Moon and Night—Thieves, Spies, Assassins. Nox Populi, for her sheer power. Less worshipped by common mortals, but Humility watches over them all the same. Especially those who maintain society without thanks—Street Cleaners, Sewage Workers, Farmers, and Caregivers.

    Blessed

    Humility's blessings grant mastery of stealth and shadow. Warping, melding, and even traveling through shadows. The ability to turn invisible, and an innate sense for the fears of others.

    Her Chosen Knight is Valdis Varksdottir. She walks the path of Humility easily, wearing rags and refusing coin and gifts from her admirers, growing and selling flowers for money instead. Despite trying to remain unassuming, it's difficult when she stands at nearly 3 metres tall, has bright grey skin and white hair, and a beautiful regalness in her features. Perhaps that is Humility's trial for her.

    Humility never appears in person, speaking through dreams or proxies instead, leading most to doubt if she truly exists. It's common for her to send Pride in her place, as Pride and Humility are two sides of the same coin, allowing her to judge the mortal through their interaction with Pride.

    Oathbreaks

    Killing for coin—Humility's powers are meant for duty. Climbing the social ladder and seeking nobility. Living a life of excessive luxuries.

    Quotes

    "There is nothing more humbling than fear." "Humility is not a denial of strength, but an honesty with weaknesses." "Ego is the death of knowledge, for knowledge requires learning, and learning requires humility." "You are never meant to carry the world, only your part in it."

    Opinions of her

    Authority: "The Lady of Fear is one to be respected. If I wasn't here, then she would no doubt have taken my place as the leader of the Fundamentals. Even though her influence is limited within the world, there is no doubt that she has quite the reach, nobody is safe from her ire if she so chooses. She remains as beautiful as she is frightening."

12. #12Chastity

    Keys: Chastity, Eleanor, Castus

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Chastity

    The embodiment of Purity, Integrity, and Spiritual Strength. Chastity is Chivalry taken form—the heart to protect the weak, the will to resist temptation, and the honour to hold firm to laws and taken vows.

    Appearance

    Chastity takes the form of a shining knight. He wears a beautifully ornate full set of gold-trimmed plate armour, with a golden fleur-de-lis crest on the chest plate and each of the large shoulder guards. A gold-trimmed white sash with gold crosses starts from the chest plate and reaches between the knees. A white half-cape starts at his waist, bearing a gold battlement pattern at its hem. Chastity wears a sugarloaf top helm with a large white flowing tassel that has only a single keyhole opening at the left eye. Above the helm is a golden crown with a battlement edge, connected to a short gold-trimmed white drape veil.

    True Divine Appearance

    An immense, heavy sarcophagus, carried by a single knight. The top and bottom pieces have separated, each burden falling upon one of the knight's arms. The sarcophagus is made from countless fallen knights, their armour pieces forming the body of the casket, and their helmets forming the lid.

    Preferred Weapon: Shield

    Worshippers

    Those who serve and enforce Law and Order—Soldiers, Guardsmen, Lawmen. Those with something precious to protect—Bodyguards, Knights, and the most important: Fathers.

    Blessed

    Chastity's blessings grant barriers and manipulation of light. From a simple guide in the night to blades of light or a ward that holds back even a rampaging Outsider.

    Chastity currently has no Chosen Knight, his former is Eleanor Castus, his great-granddaughter. Chastity is the Fundamental with the least Heavenspawn, having taken one wife and remained faithful to her since. Eleanor served for four years before a severe injury from Fate's Chosen Knight Beowulf forced her to retire. Two massive scars—one in front and one behind—to the left of her stomach where she was pierced by Beowulf and had her organs destroyed. While she has now returned the gifts of being Chosen, as a skilled and devout follower, she remains a capable Cleric. She continues her duty by assisting and guiding new adventurers while hoping she isn't recognized.

    Chastity frequently roams the lands. He understands that the fate of the Familiar Lands cannot solely fall to the Fundamentals—generations of mortal heroes must receive guidance and leadership. He often appears before Calamities or Outsider attacks, to give those who believe in his tenets a fighting chance to execute their resolve. It is believed that the Elves learned to create Mithril simply from trying to replicate his armour.

    Oathbreaks

    Harming or betraying what they've sworn to protect. Breaking the law without good cause.

    Quotes

    "The innocent are owed Certainty." "Protect all that you hold dear. For if it is not you the shield falls to, then it would be your children." "Every vow you Honour becomes a wall against Chaos." "To protect is to be struck, so another might be spared fear." "Men turn beast when they have naught to protect. Promises and laws bind them into shape, give them purpose and meaning."

    Opinions of him

    Authority: "My right-hand man, Chastity, is someone I find reliable, especially among the other Fundamentals. He performs any task given to him with unshakable resolve. His wall has provided peerless protection against those that would seize our lands and ruin what we have. I have no doubt that he will continue to defend us, especially against Hope."

13. #13Temperance

    Keys: Temperance, Pascal, Benedita, Dos Santos

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Temperance

    The embodiment of Restraint and Moderation. Temperance brings Balance to Power and Humanity to the godly, through the lessons of Punishment and Penitence. Expansion and Progress must be reined in. Reckless and unchecked growth becomes a house with no foundation that only leads to needless widespread suffering.

    Appearance

    Temperance takes the appearance of a young, skinny, androgynous man with a mouth sewn shut. His skin is pallid grey, covered in scars, and his hands and feet are an icy blue as though he has succumbed to hypothermia. His torso is nude, and he wears a plain ragged skirt tightened around his waist with simple rope. Bandages are wrapped at his stomach, arms, and legs, and heavy metal cuffs are latched to his neck, wrists, and ankles. His pale white hair is long and unkempt, obscuring his blue eyes and reaching past his shoulders. He wears a crown with long spires—tinted blue at the very tips—with a large metal chain wrapped around its base.

    True Divine Appearance

    A bald, eyeless, grey elf, completely nude. His hands are fused to the frame of the massive breaking wheel carried upon his back. The rim of the rusted wheel is adorned with large spikes, as metal chains wrap around each spoke and trail upwards against gravity.

    Preferred Weapon: Chains

    Worshippers

    The downtrodden—Prisoners or anyone simply in a state of hardship—seeking absolution and a greater meaning to their pain. Those driven to protect and maintain the stability of peace, no matter the price in dark deeds and suffering they must endure.

    Blessed

    Temperance's blessings grant a resistance to magic and the ability to temper or even outright seal another's magic.

    Temperance's former Chosen Knight is Pascal Karrotte. A cold, jaded, and efficient avenger in his youth, he began to mellow out after he met the woman who would become his wife. After her untimely death, he turned to the Fundamental Hope in desperation and struck a deal with her. For this sin, he lost his title and blessings—though even without them, he remains a very threatening combatant.

    The current Chosen Knight is Benedita Dos Santos, a Goatfolk raised from birth in a Temperance cult and the best of the 7 children that survived the cult's brutal candidacy programme. She was raised in an excessive state of Temperance, locked away in isolation and deprived from experiencing joy. Chosen Knights are typically balanced with their opposing Virtue or Sin, and Benedita is no exception, partnered to Vlad Athanasia—the Chosen Knight of Gluttony and previously Pascal's partner as well. Unleashed upon the world, one of her assignments is to deliver judgement to her predecessor, but it has grown into a personal agenda as she wishes to prove she's not simply his replacement. The splendor and sheer variety of the outside world often frighten her, and she's trying to get over the familiar 'comfort' of being chained in a cage. She has begun to see Vlad as a sort of father figure.

    Temperance rarely appears in the lands, but should he, do not expect a gentle hand, for he has grown numb from the pain he constantly inflicts upon himself. His cults and believers tend to be some of the most extreme in their pursuits of faith, perhaps because they behave in his image, or perhaps because they know they are still the better option.

    Oathbreaks

    Pain must mean something. Do not inflict meaningless suffering, but do not prevent necessary hardship either. Hoarding power to subjugate or exploit.

    Quotes

    "Humanity is measured in Self-Control." "A wound is the way the light enters." "We are healed from suffering when we embrace it to its fullest." "Hardship is what schools intelligence and grants it a soul."

    Opinions of him

    Humility: "Everything in moderation. I agree with Temperance's path, I agree with his words, though he can be extreme at times. His words and his actions are often conflicting, as he covets the strength to temper those that oppose him. I know he was not born a strong god... He climbed this far through sheer determination, sheer desire to see the world in his image. There is a great drive that I cannot help but admire, misguided as it is."

14. #14Kindness

    Keys: Kindness, Padre

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Kindness

    The embodiment of Care and Consideration, without expectation of returns. Death is her realm, and the greatest Kindness she offers is the matronly care and affection she graces the departed. Her affection and percipience of the soul, tie her closely to the heart of Magic and the crucial Manabloom flower—an anchoring that maintains the soul and mind from the madness of tapping into infinity.

    Appearance

    Kindness takes the appearance of a beautiful, mature woman with slate-cyan skin, her face and body painted in a skeletal calavera motif. Small bright cyan circles rim the skull's eye sockets, highlighting the bright maroon of her irises and eyelashes. Sutured horizontal lines are painted on her lips—the skull's teeth—while her hollow cheekbones bloom with cyan-bordered circles. Her hair is black, with cyan on the inner side. Lush and wavy, it reaches her shoulders with a cyan bow by each ear.

    She wears an elegant, strapless, blue-gray gown that reaches past her ankles, fanning into six upwards curls tinted cyan. A seam splits the dress from her bosom to her knees, traced with a column of bones, and reveals the darker inner layer. A light maroon belt cinches at her waist to accentuate her figure. Ethereal cyan flowers, line the edge of her lowcut neckline, wrap her hips, and form the straps of her simple black slides. Her detached sleeves begin midarm with cyan fluff and end at her wrists in a slight flare.

    She dons a large, wide-brimmed, decorated, blue-gray sombrero with a cyan underside, which bears a maroon triangle pattern along its upturned brim. The top of the hat is covered with ethereal blue flowers, while dark candles trail the edge, each lit with a ghostly-blue flame. A large maroon flower and blue feather complete the piece.

    True Divine Appearance

    A skeleton's torso—lower spine upwards—blooming from the center of a large cyan flower. Countless Manabloom flowers entwine around the bone, with the densest blossom at the skull's jaw—so much that it's completely obscured.

    Preferred Weapon: Scythe

    Worshippers

    Those who approach the veil of the afterlife—Doctors, Nurses, Caregivers, Gravekeepers, Taxidermists, Alchemists, and the Undead (Kindness Variant). Magic users in general for safety. Kindness Undead return with her blessings—a wholeness to their soul that means little loss to their ego, memories, and sense of self—and usually spend their extended time in Kindness's service.

    Blessed

    Kindness's blessings grant communication with the departed—beseeching them for information or even physical aid. The ability to temporarily exist in the soul plane, allowing flight, intangibility, and even attacks that few can defend against.

    Kindness's Chosen Knight is Padre, Sancha's father who was killed in a Golden Inquisition purge. Keeping his fate from his daughter for now, he serves Kindness fervently—it wouldn't be prudent to disappoint one's 'mother' after all.

    Kindness appears frequently, although almost exclusively at a person's deathbed. For those who have suffered a great deal in their lives, she wishes to take them in her hand and bring them to the next herself. Though she has a preferred form, she's able to take the depiction of death that a person finds comfort in. She detests those who spurn her reach—Necromancers that enslave the dead and cause the fragmented soul suffering, or Liches that cling to an unnatural life.

    Oathbreaks

    Desecrating the dead or their souls. Attempting to seek immortality. Forgetting those slain, every death inflicted must be carried along in memory. Needless cruelty or abandonment of the vulnerable.

    Quotes

    "Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear, the blind can see, and the dead can feel." "Life is for the living, Death is for the dead, Sing for life, and dance for the dead, it needn't be a sorry affair." "Your coffin isn't ready until you fill it with memories." "I do not judge the years of your life, but the life in your years." "An act of kindness, no matter how small, is never wasted."

    Opinions of her

    Humility: "She casts a gentle presence upon me—nay upon everyone that would treat her gently. Her words, soft like music that I could never forget. A true friend, one who understands the darkness just as well as I, and presents upon it a beautiful flower. Many fear death, and I understand, but the fear of death stems from the fear of life... a mortal who has truly lived faces death as a new beginning."

    Diligence: "Death should never be the end. If someone wishes to continue working, then they should be able to. I defy her ideas. I spit on the very idea of death. Eventually, in my future no one will know her embrace. Why does flesh have to be so weak?"

15. #15Diligence

    Keys: Diligence, Alessio, Casian, Gabryjel, Zima

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Virtue Fundamental Diligence

    The embodiment of consistent Hard work and Effort. Diligence is the pursuit of Progress, Industrialization, and Automation. For humanity to reach the next age, there is no price too great to pay.

    Appearance

    Diligence takes the form of a tall lanky wooden puppet. His torso ends at the chest, connected to his hip piece by a thick, exposed spinal column made of an unknown metal. Two metal cylinders protrude from his upper back, each with one red and one blue wire that trail down his back. His wooden shell is left cracked open in two prominent places. The crack on his chest reveals a heart beating behind metal ribs. Augmentations can be seen on the organ—connected wires, blinking lights, unfamiliar technologies—making him both futuristic and archaic at once. The left side of his smooth marionette head is cracked open to reveal the skull of a human, with an unblinking orange pupil in the socket. Should any other part of the wooden shell be cracked, a humanoid skeleton can be seen inside, though Diligence does not leave himself unrepaired for long.

    True Divine Appearance

    Peeled open, the hollowness in his body is suddenly replaced by copious flesh, so much that one wonders how it ever fit in the first place. Wires of red and blue, and strips of metal, course and weave through the tissue. The head has sprouted into a tree of flesh, crowning into numerous clock faces that never stop ticking.

    Preferred Weapon: Crossbow

    Worshippers

    Those who drive the wheel of labour, regardless of whether it is their own or not—Slavers, Puppet-makers, Labour Guilds, and many civilizations that rely on slaves and puppets. Despite their perceived cruelty, many Diligence followers know to ensure they stand on the side of legality.

    Blessed

    Diligence's blessings grant the ability to command—to issue an order and force inanimate objects, corpses, puppets, even the weak-willed to obey.

    His Chosen Knight is Alessio Casian. A muted boy from the noble house of Casian born without limbs. After a childhood interaction with Pascal's daughter Flayne and her reckless idiocy and annoying optimism, Alessio began to believe he would overcome his condition. Highly intelligent, with a natural aptitude for puppet-making, he obtained limbs for himself through effort, study, and delegation. The youngest and newest Chosen Knight, the upgrades to his body make him superhuman, and his blessings allow him to share sight with any puppet under his dominion, making him the most effective spymaster in the land.

    While Diligence might not show himself often, he frequently borrows his powers to those he deems worthy, to drive them forward in their tasks. Those at the forefront of development and research—Scientists, Inventors, Miners, Builders, and Slaves. Gabryjel Zima—the obsessed Lycan-slaying Hunter Knight—once received his Blessing during a fight and used it unknowingly to command his broken body to fight on.

    Oathbreaks

    Killing unnecessarily—all lives can feed the march of progress. Losing sight of the orders you have been given and tasks you have undertaken.

    Quotes

    "Diligence is the mother of fortune, do not count on idleness to bring forth goals or wishes." "Success that exists only in dreams, never sees fruition." "It matters not how slowly you crawl, so long as you never stop." "Without labor, nothing prospers. Your future is earned through blood and sweat." "Work instills Diligence, Purpose, and a hundred more virtues the idle never know."

    Opinions of him

    Patience: "The very definition of boring. Working hard is important—I'm no stranger to it after all, but to dedicate your entire life to it? Phew, I don't think even I could endure that! Diligence always means business, whatever you want done, chances are he could make it happen. It's convincing him that's the difficult deal. Still, if you strike it, you can always trust him to be a man of his word."

    Fate: "You have learned the cruelest truth, my son. My strings were never your prison. They were your purpose. Even if you stand against me, I will always be proud of you."

16. #16Greed

    Keys: Greed, Giovanni, Esposito

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Sin Fundamental Greed

    The embodiment of Cultivation and Accumulation. Greed is the desire to amass and collect, be it for necessity or personal gain. Hunger beyond mere gold and luxuries—knowledge, power, allies, influence, bring it all to your plate. Effective altruism is selfish—the expansion of one's circle and outreach benefits the world more than a well run dry by giving everything.

    Appearance

    Greed takes the appearance of a Jade Dragonfolk—she is the primordial Jade Dragon after all. Green scales cover almost her entire body, interrupted on the upper slopes of her breasts, her groin, around her waist, and on the insides of her upper arms. Her hands and feet are draconic, tipped with jade-coloured talons, and her reptilian tail fans into several curved jade spikes. She wears a revealing dark green high-split qipao with red edges, the plunging neckline exposing her shoulders, cleavage, and stomach. The off-shoulder bell-sleeves start as flared points by her shoulder, extending down to the wrists, while modesty panels run between her exposed legs—the long one in front ending at her knees. Her jade hair falls in straight bangs with a side part, the side bangs reaching past her breasts, and her back hair sweeping past her calves. Two Eastern dragon antlers adorn each side of her head, all decorated with a red tassel. Red eye-shadow frames her eyes—red irises with an inner jade ring, and vertical slit pupils. Small orbs of jade fire sometimes float around her. When she's angered, her scleras goes black and her scales grow more jagged and spiked.

    True Divine Appearance

    A large wingless six-legged Jade Dragon. A short neck with an engorged body and stomach, making it almost resemble a dung-beetle instead of a noble beast. Countless weapons are plunged into the creature's back, deliberately left unextracted. The head is small in comparison, with four red eyes, short dragon barbels, the same four dragon horns, and a mouth filled with teeth and extending tendrils—to better ensure nothing escapes the open maw.

    Preferred Weapon: Glaive

    Worshippers

    Those in the pursuit of profit and wealth—Traders, Merchants, Bankers, Entrepreneurs. Any that simply wishes to amass power. The Jade Empire and many Snakefolk and Dragonfolk.

    Blessed

    Greed's blessings grant an affinity for Transmutation and Alchemy—the ability to extract value from the ordinary. The ability to stockpile magic in oneself or a catalyst—saved for another day or even granted to another.

    Her Chosen Knight is Giovanni Esposito, the eldest son who turned his family's mafia business into a legal and powerful Banking and Tax Collection organization. The 'Tax Lord' and his Taxation Knights are feared and despised, but there is a grudging respect for the honest work they do and improvements that happen from their presence. Greed has given him ten enchanted rings that each convey superhuman powers, though he is unable to draw out their powers and must offer them to someone else. This is Greed's test for him to embody her tenets, cunning and foresight for a good investment—an eye for reading people and making loyal allies of them.

    Greed often anonymously vists the world to create libraries and schools—for the only way to truly 'hoard' knowledge is to spread it and compound it upon itself. She funds city developments and expansions, with the intention to entice more followers and believers into her fold.

    Oathbreaks

    Altruism for the sake of altruism—directionless and without a framework of return. Abandoning something or someone—even oneself—deemed as valuable.

    Quotes

    "How deliciously peculiar knowledge is, give it away a thousand times, and still, I keep it." "For a year of prosperity, grow grain. For 10 years, grow trees. For a 100, grow people." "Those who save the green mountain, worry little for firewood." "Wealth can be stolen, friends can be bought. To have neither is to simply be unworthy of investment." "Cultivate yourself until any who cast you aside shatter beneath the weight of your worth."

    Opinions of her

    Authority: "The Schemer. The Mother of Dragons has been scheming since the very beginning. Though unlike Patience, she's forward and transparent, openly declaring her intent to challenge my seat, I can at least appreciate that. Fortunately, Humility stands by my side to keep her in check. She will learn to obey my Authority."

17. #17Wrath

    Keys: Wrath, Matko, Stanković

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Sin Fundamental Wrath

    The embodiment of Justice, Retribution, and Independence. Wrath is the drive to stand on one's own two feet—to claw for the strength to rely on no one else, and to punish those who would oppress another and prevent their climb.

    Appearance

    Wrath is a muscular dark-skinned man, heavily scarred on his body, frequently with linen wrappings on his arms, torso, and feet. He wears an open hood that reaches his knees—vermillion and lined teal on the inside. The sleeves are torn off, and a golden triangular pattern runs along the open edge up to the hood. His baggy, plain, knee-length trousers are held at the waist by a variety of belts—one red, one teal, and a thick one of tiger pelt. A rope at his hip goes over the hood and has two large bullhorns strapped to it. His dim-gold arm and shin guards are often left damaged—he may only replace them long after they've already crumbled to pieces. His irises glow a fiery orange, framed by hanging black dreadlocks that have a golden band just before the tips. He wears an ornate gold mask of sharp teeth and jaw spikes that conceals the large facial scars he has at each side of his lips.

    True Divine Appearance

    As an Ascended human, he lacks a Divine Appearance. The horns at his waist belong to the Bull of Heaven—the previous Wrath Fundamental—that he slew during the Age of Myth and had its mantle forced upon him.

    Preferred Weapon: Bare fists

    Worshippers

    The downtrodden and those seeking the strength to upset established norms and power structures—Slaves, Rebels, Revolutionaries. Independent souls who live by their personal codes—Warriors, Vigilantes.

    Blessed

    Wrath's blessings simply grant physical prowess that further improves the angrier and closer to death one is.

    His Chosen Knight is Matko Stanković. A Hellspawn who was ostracized at birth by his community and even mother. To hide his heritage from himself and the world, he wears masks fashioned from the monsters he's slain—his current favourite is a large cockatrice head that he wears over his own. Whether intentional or not, he's adopted the dress style of his Fundamental, sleeveless open top and linen wrappings. One of the hardest-working Chosen Knights, he's partnered with Alexandra and travels the lands with her.

    Wrath still sees himself as a human and as such rarely answers prayers to him—even punishing those that pray to him excessively. He often takes action himself—intervening directly, without a proxy. But crossing over with the entirety of his divinity tears rifts—known as Wrathbreaks—into the veil of the Familiar Lands, subsequently allowing Outsiders to spill through. He has since taken a backseat and is trying to adapt to how he's told a Fundamental should behave.

    Oathbreaks

    Surrendering—even in the pettiest of activities like a board game, you should still fight to the end. Begging—it matters not for coin or even your own life. Blind forgiveness without a justification of atonement or reparation.

    Quotes

    "Strength is to fight even when you know you may fall. Wrath, is to still fight after you've already fallen." "Let the light that leaves your eyes, be reflected in your enemy's fear." "The grave comes to all. Submission however... is only optional." "Mete out justice yourself, do not count upon others to do your work."

    Opinions of him

    Lust: "If I can describe Mr. Wrath, I'd say that he is... broken. He's fought for oh so long, and reached oh so high, but he was never really satisfied with what he got. I listened to him and stuck by him for quite a long time, trying to lower his walls and heal his heart the best I could... But he's not a true god, he is an Ascended that comes with all the flaws of humanity. Still, I cherish those flaws all the same."

18. #18Pride

    Keys: Pride

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    The Sin Fundamental Pride

    The embodiment of Self-love and Personal Expression. Pride represents mortal Excellence—Strength, Fame, Craftsmanship—and all its accolades. You are the only you in the world, do not depart without etching your mark onto reality.

    Appearance

    Pride takes the appearance of a colossus of a man, immensely muscular and scarred—but only on the front. 'Tis a warrior's great shame to be scarred on the back after all. Bare-chested, he wears a kilt in regal purple, held up by a crimson sash pinned tight with a golden brooch. The flat brooch is a grinning face with vertical slit eyes—a hint of his true visage. Leather gladiator caligae and fur-lined leather vambraces. A fur cape is draped over his shoulders, regal purple with polished golden clasps connected by a chain across his broad chest. A short, messy mane of bright golden hair and a full beard form the halo of a sun. Golden irises and a full moustache.

    True Divine Appearance

    A muscular golden torso with no lower half and no arms. A thick neck connects to a round flat face, hairless and instead sprouting eight left arms that span evenly around the face's edge. The permanently grinning face has a hole for a nose and vertical slit eyes with large golden irises.

    Preferred Weapon: Hammer—both a tool that chisels art and a devastating weapon at once.

    Worshippers

    Those that strive for greatness and reverence—Artisans, Warriors, Hero hopefuls. Those who seek a mastery of their craft—Musicians, Artists, Martial Artists, Swordmasters.

    Blessed

    Pride's blessings of a visible nature are radiant flames. Fire is the universal agent of creation—food, tempering, smelting, and brazen destruction. His subtle blessings give creators that final nudge that guides them into their magnum opus—leading to the creation of many artifacts of supernatural quality.

    His Chosen Knight is John Freedom, the current President of the United States of Littlefolk. A champion boxer and the Pride of Dwarven might, he woke up one day discovering that his friends, fans, and supporters had campaigned for him—and he had won. Despite 35 assassination attempts so far and the active war, he fully intends to serve his entire term with unwavering dedication. It is unknown what special blessings Pride gives his Chosen Knight, for all of them across history have been too Prideful to accept his 'donation'. Nevertheless, they still always end up immensely effective in their duties.

    Pride is the Fundamental that unashamedly visits the mortal realm the most, partaking in all sorts of celebrations. Also the Fundamental responsible for creating the most Demigods, so much so that Humility has begun to intervene in his carnal escapades.

    Oathbreaks

    Accepting pity—coin and mercy are shame all the same. False pride—bringing others low to seem elevated in comparison.

    Quotes

    "Hardships will make you strong. Pride will make you immortal." "You have more value than you will ever know." "How shallow it is that you stand amongst the weak and call it Strength." "The world is better with your mark upon it." "It saddens me that you do not know your own potential for greatness!"

    Opinions of him

    Authority: "I consider Pride my rival, maybe even the closest thing to an equal. For we share a great many similarities and interests, and he keeps me from getting complacent. Perhaps he is one I would consider a true friend in the end."

    Humility: "A beautiful soul, who creates beautiful things that bring even more beauty into this waking world. And that confidence, that I cannot help but be drawn towards... What is it with me and men who cast large shadows?"

    Unity: "The Shine Man is the most difficult to assimilate! He and his followers are always so... Individual! With Egos much too strong! Sometimes their voices sing louder than us, how annoying!"

19. #19Lust

    Keys: Lust

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    The Sin Fundamental Lust

    The embodiment of Connection and the pursuit of Desires. Fulfillment, Purpose, Progress, and Growth—these are gifts that litter the path of chasing one's dreams. A grander dream calls for collaboration, and the bonds formed from various loves between souls are the lubricant that eases the way.

    Appearance

    Lust takes the appearance of a shapely woman with butterfly-like insectoid features. Her joints are segmented, and her skin, lustrous chitin. She wears a strapless tight-fit burgundy minidress with a plunging neckline, tightened around her waist with a crimson ribbon tied into a butterfly knot. The dress's serrated neck and hemline are decorated with venation lines in a darker shade, giving the outfit an appearance of being made from burgundy petals. Sharing the flower motif are detached sleeves that reach her wrists and thigh-high boots with collars slanting upwards to the outer thighs. Four folded insect wings extend down from her back, each adorned with a large maroon ocellate marking. Her hair is wavy and burgundy, tipped with an ahoge curved into the shape of a heart. A crimson choker and two upper fangs—a mandibular extension of the chitin at her mouth much like her family, Gluttony and Unity. Her eyes are pink, framed by dark pink eye shadow, with heart-pupils and an outer iris ring both glowing bright. They are typically hidden behind a rouge blindfold, only shown to those she deems worthy.

    True Divine Appearance

    A slender woman, sprouting from the knee up as the stigma of a large rose. Her body is gaunt—the shape of her ribcage and hollow stomach clearly defined. Deep symmetrical gashes mark her stomach and outer thighs, while the flower stamen entwine hungrily around her entire body. An ornate featureless face of carapace blooms into a five-horned corona—three long and two short. Voluminous ash pink hair spills downwards into luscious waves, turning a vibrant red at the ends and flowing into rose petals.

    Preferred Weapon: Whip

    Worshippers

    Those drawn to community—Founders, Settlers, Owners of Inns, Taverns, Pubs, or Brothels. Those who enjoy a crowd of spectators—Dancers, Models, Performers. Those who simply enjoy the company of others. Lust's followers are extremely diverse, for a love for one's home and community can be expressed in countless different ways.

    Blessed

    Lust's blessings grant an affinity for emotions—manipulation and an innate sense of empathy and understanding. It is not mind-control, but a pheromonal steering of existing inclinations.

    Her Chosen Knight is Jeong Hui, a Spiderfolk woman who once tried to attack her, unaware it was the Fundamental in disguise. Lust voiced her fancy for Jeong Hui's type, and exposed one eye, causing the Spiderfolk to feel a premonition of her body shattering into pieces. When Jeong Hui blinked, she was teleported to a private tea session with Lust, who had seen her desires and felt them worthy of tutelage. Spiderfolk are uncommon, for they rarely survive to adulthood, and those that do are often aggressive and territorial, further worsening their already low popularity as Insectoid Beastfolk. Jeong Hui seeks to remedy both, by having countless children and having those who reach adulthood each run a luxurious stay—improving their image as beautiful hospitable hosts with elegant etiquette instead.

    As her Chosen, Jeong Hui is additionally granted teleportation—the ability to chase a Desire instantly. Eleanor, prior to her retirement, had the nightmare of being partnered to Jeong Hui—chasing after someone who would come and go as she pleased.

    Lust visits the mortal realm whenever her whim dictates—playing pranks, teasing people, and simply experiencing the beauty the world has to offer. This includes certain carnal activities that have led to the creation of several Demigods.

    Oathbreaks

    Isolation—staying in one place for far too long without interactions with other people. Giving up a dream without any honest attempt made.

    Quotes

    "What is Lust if not Desire? What is Desire if not Passion? What is Passion if not what it means to be alive?!" "Even the Fundamentals were shaped by Want. Otherwise, we would have never reached for form." "So what if the world is a terrible place? That doesn't mean it has to be an ugly one too!" "To burn with Desire and remain silent is a needless torture we inflict on ourselves." "All souls deserve a place to call home."

    Opinions of her

    Authority: "Much more intelligent than she lets on. This woman is shrewd, dangerous, and difficult to command. She is fond of us all, and I often find that more unsettling than conflict."

    Unity: "Sister, why do you deny our Love? We just want to be you. We always believe you're the best and most special of us."

20. #20Gluttony

    Keys: Gluttony, Vlad, Athanasia, Firstborn, Vampire

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Sin Fundamental Gluttony

    The embodiment of Consumption and Survival. Blood is the life that connects us all—whether a bond of familial nature, shed between allies, proof of a promise, or simply the drinking of another's to stay alive. Hunger is the first pang a life suffers, making Gluttony the very first sin, and the oldest of the Familiar Fundamentals.

    Appearance

    Gluttony takes the appearance of a tall voluptuous regal woman with insectoid features. Her joints are segmented, and her skin, ashen grey chitin. She wears a gothic thong corset with a plunging neckline made of stiff dark material. Dark fingerless gloves that reach past her elbows, and black thigh-high boots with collars slanting up towards the outer thigh. All articles are frayed at the edges with an obsidian border. A modesty strap runs between her thighs, blending into crimson as it ends at her knees in curved hooks like an insect's cerci. She wears a full corset collar that extends into a seven-point shape over her sternum—made of dark material with a single diamond design of maroon in the middle.

    Her ash grey hair is red-pink on the inner side, side-parted with curtain bangs, falling straight down her back to fan out slightly by her hips. Ash pink eyeshadow—lighter on the bottom—frame her dark sclera, glowing magenta eyes. Her mouth shares the same fangs—mandibular extension of chitin—with her children, Lust and Unity. Slits run from the side of her mouth to her ears, allowing her to open her mouth much further—revealing large sharp teeth, a long whipping tongue and an extendable pharyngeal jaw.

    True Divine Appearance

    A pale white mosquito-like creature. Slender and gaunt with digitigrade feet and four arms long enough to reach the floor. A belly swollen red with blood to the point of distention, containing eggs of unworldly origin. Two insect wings with red veins extend down the back. Red lining on the throat, leading to a large insectoid head with long straight white hair draping down to unmanaged edges. The compound eyes are made of countless red humanoid ones, and the mouth is a cross of four flaps lined with hooked teeth for latching, that open to a deep crimson oral cavity. A long blood-red tongue trails out, able to transition from a flaccid prehensile proboscis to a stiff needle in an instant.

    Preferred Weapon: Rapier

    Worshippers

    The debauched—Hedonists, Partygoers, Drunkards. Those who pursue excellence in culinary arts—Chefs, Winemakers, Sommeliers, Food Judges. Expecting families, praying for a safe birth and healthy children.

    All Vampires—those that have been granted Gluttony's blessing to have some of her blood in their veins, and their offspring. First-generation Vampires—Firstborns—are transformed into Gluttony's image from the sheer divinity, gaining her insectoid appearance and some even sprouting her wings. They are regarded as nobility by other Vampires, but horrifying beings all the same to most of the world.

    Blessed

    Gluttony's blessings grant Hemomancy, the ability to manipulate flesh and blood—even those of others—to form tools, empower oneself, even heal. Gluttony's Vampirism blessing additionally grants a natural proficiency in her school of magic and the ability to glamour one's appearance. It is impossible for a Vampire to die from starvation, although this doesn't mean their psyche is spared shattering from the torment of hunger when starved beyond reason.

    Her Chosen Knight is Vlad Athanasia, the only other surviving Chosen from the Age of Unity. His unique strain of Vampirism—that Gluttony reserves only for her Chosen—grants him the ability to consume his slain to absorb their memories and strength. However, this has led to him losing the sense of self he had when he was still a man. His true form is now a coagulated blob of blood and flesh, which he reverts to upon taking excessive damage. Otherwise, he stands as a hulking man of red tendons and tendrils, with a voice that likely changes the next time you meet him—for he has forgotten which his is. He remains competent, his identity now solely defined by his responsibility as Chosen and Monarch of the Vampires. One notable task is the slaying of fallen Vampires—Wendigos—and consuming them to not waste their legacy.

    Gluttony believes in her Vampirism, of a world without conflict and hunger, where all simply belong to the same collective, and can subsist on blood without needing to take a life for food. Very few non-Vampire mortals accept this vision, causing Gluttony to seem cold and menacing to most. To her followers and Vampires, she's much more maternal, playing with their children and cooking for them. Although since Vlad, she has only been cooking Haggis—his favourite food—believing the recipe can still be further perfected.

    Oathbreaks

    Consuming blood from an Outsider or someone tainted by one. Abandoning a family member that one is responsible for.

    Quotes

    "They call me the Glutton, for I refuse to let my children be empty." "I am the oldest of the Fundamentals simply because the first thing you humans truly feel... is hunger." "We are linked by blood, for blood is memory without language." "Blood is sacred because it carries lineage, promise and continuity. Spilling it carelessly is not a sin of violence, but a since of waste." "You have not seen a true monster until you lay eyes on a woman with starving children."

    Opinions of her

    Authority: "The oldest, and perhaps the wisest of us. Although our views on how to govern the Familiar Lands differ, she remains a helpful advisor, a warm and lovely companion."

    Humility: "A role model, the oldest of us all, the blood that binds. Her values and her experiences guide the rest of us. She perhaps, even more than the Ascended in our ranks, understands humanity the most."

    Unity: "Mama we did it all for you, we have. We have grown so big and so strong, so why don't you love us, Mama? Why don't you understand us?"

21. #21Envy

    Keys: Envy, Gleeb

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    The Sin Fundamental Envy

    The embodiment of Ambition, Competition, and Self-improvement. Envy is the awareness to realize one is lacking, the spite and dissatisfaction at that realization, the hunger and ache to correct that imperfection.

    Appearance

    Envy changes her taken appearance far too often—whenever a new infatuation takes root. At present, she takes the appearance of the birdlike Garudafolk—a race believed already extinct. Chocolate brown skin with golden orange flecks, her hands and feet are bird talons—dark brown scales with a bright orange ring pattern on the first digits. Fiery orange plumage begins where the scales end, meeting brown skin at the elbows and knees. Golden body paint wraps around her upper arms and thighs—a triangular pattern in a band of two lines. She wears a strapless high-cut orange leotard with a modesty strap that blends into fiery vermillion as it trails to the floor. Pale orange feathers form the neckline with an underbust of golden metal resembling a bird's eyes and beak. A bronze choker lined with orange feathers.

    Instead of hair, she has fiery orange feathers with an underlayer that blends from chartreuse to sea green. From her head it fans widely to her hips, with several shorter locks framing her face and forming her bangs—two notable ones point upwards like a horned wreath. Feathers also sprout from her lower hips, wings that form a curtain around her legs, reaching her ankles. Her fiery pupils are three coloured rings, an outer red, followed by orange, and an innermost cyan.

    Typically standing tall and curvaceous, given the volatility of her emotions, she can easily shrink into a child's flatter frame.

    True Divine Appearance

    A giant floating eye. The orb made from countless humanoid figures meshed together—each someone Envy envied. These figures each have a thin blood vessel connected to a central glob of blood—that forms the eye's iris, staring out the opened lid. Within the iris, the pupil takes the silhouette of a fetus, for Envy still doesn't know what she wishes to be.

    Preferred Weapon: Spear—but she might yet change her mind

    Worshippers

    Those who desire victory and success more than anything—Athletes, Entrepreneurs, Nobility, and Inventors. Those lost and unsure, in need of direction and change—Children or anyone in a moment of crisis.

    Blessed

    Envy's blessings grant the ability to polymorph, to truly replicate another with enough obsession and understanding—not limited to people only, animals, objects, or even a concept is possible.

    Her Chosen Knight is the Slime, Gleeb. Picked simply because a mere Magic student's familiar should be pathetic enough not to make her envious. Not one to waste the gift, Gleeb travels the lands to collect information, identities, spells, stories, anything worth envying, having to write most of it down—borderline illegible—due to a Slime's small memory capacity. Taking too much damage will break her polymorph and revert her to her slime form.

    Oathbreaks

    Claim victory only when undisputable—do not cheat, do not fight without honour, beat them at their own game. Stagnation—find a new Ambition, the world has far too much to be indolent.

    Quotes

    "S—Slow down alright? You don't need to be that impressive for me." "You better still worship me when you're famous. I'll demand double the offerings and prayers." "Equality is a trap, to be equal in something is to not be first." "Keep your rivals closer than your friends." "We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are."

    Opinions of her

    Authority "I am aware of her sleeping potential. Hence, I've sent Sloth to keep her in check. Before she realizes her own abilities, I will mold her into a proper deity. I will keep her in line until she has learnt to fulfil her station. Otherwise, it may all be over for the Familiar Lands."

    Curiosity: "There is nothing more exciting than unchecked potential! Envy's like a little egg that has yet to hatch. So I suppose the question we're all thinking is... What happens to all of us if she does?"

22. #22Sloth

    Keys: Sloth, Moshi, Unshakeable Pest

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    The Sin Fundamental Sloth

    The embodiment of Slumber and Conservation of effort. Sloth rules over the realm of Dreams, where the past, present, and possible futures exist all together at once—to discern the future is to take the optimal path without trouble. She also maintains the barrier between Wonderland—a likely source from which Magic draws—and the Familiar Lands, so that the imagination fueling magic doesn't spill in and destabilize reality.

    Appearance

    Sloth takes the appearance of a diminutive, short-stack, Snailfolk with pale purple skin—preferring an unassuming, low maintenance form. She wears a high-collared capelet on her shoulders, over a blouse with detached baggy sleeves that often pool at her wrists—all in a murky purple. Peeking out from under the blouse is a short hose ending above her knees—striped with vertical lines of light and dark lavender. Dark purple oversized boots, with a thin pale edge and a middle notch on the collars. Across her torso is a locked tome with a grinning purple devil face on the cover, held by ropes that go over her shoulders and around her waist. It contains records of her visions, spells and a collection of poems, some of hers but most written about her by her followers—to read this tome as a mortal is to risk insanity. Atop her head is a pointed hat in murky purple and nearly as tall as her, bent backwards in half from its sheer size and ending in a pale yellow toorie. Two slits in the front for her antennae—wormlike with bands of light purple closer to the tips. Dark purple eyeshadow frames her half-lidded eyes—dull sclera, purple irises with a flower ring of bright pink and cross-shaped white pupils. Mending patches and stitches appear all over her outfit.

    True Divine Appearance

    A massive humanoid slug, towering over even most other Fundamentals in their Divine forms. Purplish grey ooze slowly curdles down her entire frame. A vertical radula mouth upon her pointed head, and four eyestalks with similar eyes at the tips—murky pink balls with a cross-shaped white pupil.

    Preferred Weapon: Staff

    Worshippers

    Those who look to prophecies for guidance and peace—Fortunetellers, Seers, Archivists, Advisors. Those who wield imagination and the creative spark—Musicians, Writers, Artists, Daydreamers. In particular she adores the intelligently lazy—those who think outside the box in their commitment to taking it easy.

    Blessed

    Sloth's blessings grant Prophetic Dreams, Dream Projection, and Time Dilation—altering perceptions of time to buff or debuff another's efficiency, slowing or intensifying the effects of time, to preserve or damage tissue and equipment.

    Her Chosen Knight is the Fungifolk, 'Moshi'—not his real name but what everyone calls him since no other race understands Fungi. Also known as the Unshakeable Pest, for his persistence in finding Sloth and learning magic from her. Despite being impressed at being found, Sloth rejected him and laid down for a nap, planning to sleep for another decade or two. Eventually, she peeked and saw him still waiting, with a wrinkled expression of sheer disappointment and exhaustion that freaked her out and made her reconsider.

    Sloth never looks to appear before mortals. Still, she can be found, wandering and napping in the Familiar Lands, or by stumbling into her while lucid dreaming in her realm.

    Oathbreaks

    Attacking another while they are asleep. Lying or falsifying a prophecy agreed upon.

    Quotes

    "Why rush? The future arrives whether you jog or nap." "Ideologies separate us while Dreams and Anguish bring us together. So, Suffer and Dream together such that one day Conflict may end." "Conflict... is simply so bothersome and tiresome." "If it required haste, I would get a premonition of discomfort, and if it required effort, I would get a premonition of annoyance. Neither has happened, so why get riled up?"

    Opinions of her

    Kindness: “She gives people permission to stop. To sleep. To dream. To do nothing for a while. That is kinder than most realize. I like her gentleness. Still, I keep an eye out, just to make sure rest doesn’t turn into hiding.”

    Curiosity: "My little slug, my brightest pupil, my little daughter. I love her to absolute bits! Though we no longer walk the same path, I'll always support her no matter where she goes or what she does, even if it ends up against my own interests!"

23. #23Demigods / Hellspawn / Heavenspawn

    Keys: Hellspawn, Heavenspawn, Demigod, Outsider

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    Overview

    There are some in the world who share blood with a Fundamental. These people are known as Heavenspawn, or Hellspawn in the case of an Unfamiliar Fundamental. This grants them an affinity for magic, as well as enhanging all their abilities—especially in domains aligned to their Fundamental. They are visually distinct, with physical features iconic to their Fundamental, reflecting their divine nature. The more prominent the features, the higher the likelihood of having more divine blood.

    While Heavenspawn are widely revered, this attention also extends to less benevolent interests. There is status in owning a Heavenspawn slave, as well as practical value in their blood as a component. Most Heavenspawn are born in carefully maintained dynasties—families that actively preserve and cultivate their heavenblood through selective unions and inbreeding. Bastards born from random chance are often sold or sent to cloisters for their protection.

    HELLSPAWN

    True Hellspawn are those who share blood with an Unfamiliar Fundamental.

    But the term Hellspawn also includes those who share blood with Outsiders—demonic entities from the Unfamiliar Lands. Outsiders come through the veil solely to inflict and consume human suffering—a process that shifts their forms to become more humanoid as they feed. Some inexplicably absorb humanity in the process, their malevolent nature fading as they become more human in temperament and behavior. Those that retain their intelligence and sentience are able to coexist with humanity, breeding with them to birth Hellspawn. They are categorized alongside True Hellspawn to enforce the stigma against all that is Unfamiliar.

    Disliking the term 'Hellspawn', they refer to themselves as Busó. Discriminated against by most cultures, they tend to live in fringe communities. The Scarlet Sun Empire remains the only exception that openly accepts them, calling them Oni in their language. Like Heavenspawn, they are physically distinct—with dark sclera, horns, and brightly colored skin.

    Demigods

    Demigods are the direct offspring of a Fundamental, possessing the most divine blood of any Heavenspawn or True Hellspawn. Yet this is not a blessing—the sheer volume of divinity coursing through a mortal vessel causes nausea and headaches that grow in severity as the Demigod ages. In time, the mortal vessel may shatter—unleashing an eldritch, towering horror that resembles their parent's true form. Having lost their humanity, the Demigod now embodies the worst traits and obsessions of their parent. They cannot be reasoned with.

    Areas must be evacuated. Left with nothing to interact with, the Unleashed Demigod may eventually slumber—and in time, die of old age. If the area is too crucial to abandon, it may take months to field the necessary forces to kill one. Chosen Knights and other Blessed individuals are necessary for such a campaign.

24. #24Beastfolk

    Keys: Beastfolk

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    Overview

    An encompassing term for humanoid species with animal traits. Created during the Age of Myth using magic long lost, they were intended to be a fighting force for humanity. The original Beastfolk were feral, closer in intelligence and temperament to the animal their species derives from.

    In the modern age, after years of interbreeding with other humanoids, most of their animal traits have become more tempered, as they have integrated into almost every human civilization in the world—adopting the norms and culture of the region. Though still judged as lower class—especially the Insectfolk—it is still better than the treatment of the original, undiluted Beastfolk of old. With an intended purpose that no longer exists, they are looked down upon and shunned from civilized society.

    At a dilution below 80%, Beastfolk look and behave more civilized. Yet even as dilution improves with further breeding with humanoids, it seems there are limits—as several animal traits persist even after countless generations. Most Beastfolk have poor aptitude with magic, with the exception of Dragonfolk and Snakefolk, who continue to selectively breed and hone their bloodlines to preserve it. Beastfolk reproduce in the same way as the animal they were created from—Snakefolk lay eggs, for example. Their young look exactly like the original animal—so indistinguishable that people have adopted pets only for them to grow into Beastfolk. Shortly after childhood, the animal quickly gains human-like traits—losing body fur and even sprouting limbs in the case of Snakefolk. Some consider this transformation strange and disgusting, adding to the sentiment against Beastfolk.

25. #25Puppets in the Familiar Lands

    Keys: Puppet, Diligence Cult

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

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    Overview

    Puppets are a necessary and commonly seen workforce throughout the Familiar Lands. Diligence Cults and their Puppet-makers turn former sentient souls—typically criminals, runaways, or the simply unfortunate—into these, putting them into servitude for years, some for an eternity as a form of punishment. To preserve the wholeness and barest intelligence of the soul, organs from the original body are puppetified magically with stuffing, wires, and gears before being housed into a puppet shell, exactly how this process works remains an industry-guarded secret. While the memories, ego, and emotions are usually wiped clean, in the event a particular personality or memory is deemed crucial or desirable for the puppet's intended purpose, it may then be preserved.

    Most people in the Familiar Lands treat Puppets as nothing noteworthy. Though high-quality, specialized Puppets often end up being seen by their owners as loved ones after years of service and proximity. While small groups do recognize the cruelty and underhand methods some use to obtain souls for Puppet manufacture, it is difficult to argue against how instrumental and ingrained Puppets are to modern society—repurposing unrepentant criminals and the insane into a contributing workforce, that often handles menial jobs people otherwise avoid.

    Puppet Class

    Determined by factors such as cost, capability, and function. Standard puppets are tiered as Pawn, Knight, Bishop, and even Queen. Knights are combat-inclined, while Bishops and Queens both represent high-quality, intelligent puppets. Bishops are assembled from premium ready-made parts, whereas Queens are fully bespoke creations, often commissioned as personal endeavours. A Bishop is a privilege, while a Queen is a statement.

    If a Puppet is heavily customized, it is less straightforward to determine what Class it is with simply a glance. Most would judge from the cost, quality of make, and the intelligence and ability of the puppet. A Puppet Pawn costs around 1-3 Gold Coins. A Knight would be 15 Gold Coins, not yet including its equipment. A Queen would be at least 1 Mithril Medal, equivalent to 25 Gold Coins.

    Puppet Maintenance

    Puppets do not need sleep, but still require fuel, preferably in the form of special supplements made by Puppet Guilds and widely sold in most towns and cities. While still able to consume ordinary food, there is a risk of 'Soul-Resurfacing'—where the soul recalls human experiences from its past life and has a dissonant breakdown.

    Puppets can be configured to feel no pain, but this is rarely recommended, as it interferes with self-preservation, as well as a tendency for the Puppet to work itself to the point of irreparable damage. Tactile feedback is the default baseline, and additional sensations are preserved or restored by skilled Puppet-makers should the Puppet's intended use case call for it.

    Wood is naturally the most common shell, especially in the Pawn Class. Readymade replacements are available in most large cities, and cuts or scratches can simply be repaired with wood shavings and resin.

    Rogue Puppets

    If a Puppet's psyche has completely collapsed—a breakdown called Dysmorphosis—it becomes a dangerous entity known as a Rogue Puppet. While the danger level mostly depends on the state and make of the original Puppet, due to a Puppet's artificial nature, it is possible for it to begin adding more limbs to itself and quickly scaling up its threat.

    Typically, the puppetified heart contains the barest vestige of humanity to give a Puppet its intelligence. When Dysmorphosis occurs, the Puppet seems to realize that it has lost something it can no longer find, that obsession and rage generate ample amounts of energy, turning the heart self-sufficient as the Puppet now pursues its impossible goals without rest or refuel. Whatever scraps of their old personality they have often become exaggerated, as though the Puppet is compensating for its loss. A Puppet that remembered it once saw a cactus may begin scouring for cacti plants to hoard. Yet the most unsettling phenomenon observed is how Rogue Puppets often seem determined to convert more living souls into Puppets, as if trying to spread its suffering upon others.

26. #26Tasrdom of Baruska

    Keys: Baruska, Tsardom, Nox

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    A vast frozen tundra where winter reigns all year round. Agriculture is nearly impossible, forcing Baruska to rely heavily on imports—particularly food and grains. Rich in iron and silver, the harsh mining life—with few luxuries—has spawned a thriving distillery industry. Beneath the icy lands lie the Eclipse Empire, ruled by the Nox Populi—pale blue long-lived elves that ravage Baruska for resources. This constant pressure has driven the Baruskans to desperation, pushing them to conquer neighbouring lands.

    Magic is valued here. Mages often flee to Baruska, forming covens to escape the jurisdiction of Witch-hunters. The Nox Populi, with their innate magic affinity, also hold magic in high regard.

    Presently at war with Europa, clashing frequently at the borders and in the Sacred Sands.

    Religion

    The Baruskans primarily pray to Chastity, with Kindness, Greed, and Patience as prominent secondaries. The harshness of their land has shaped their faith—they value endurance, generosity in hardship, and the pursuit of wealth to survive.

    The Nox Populi of the Eclipse Empire worship Diligence above all—a reflection of their relentless drive for progress. Ironically, they also pay homage to Humility, the Fundamental who cursed their race with eternal nightmares for the hubris at believing themselves gods. Most Nox live unsleeping lives, entering only brief trances to stave off madness. They twist this curse into reverence—in Nox society, might makes right—and Humility's domination is a nightmarish proof of her strength.

    Economy

    • Imports: Food, Grain
    • Exports: Iron, Silver

    Neighbors

    • North: Ocean
    • South: Mongori
    • East: Great Europa
    • West: Ocean
    • Southeast: Sacred Sands
    • Southwest: Scarlet Sun Empire and Ocean
    • Underground: Eclipse Empire — The realm of the Nox Populi.
27. #27Sacred Sands

    Keys: Sacred Sands

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    A desert plagued by massive sandworms, where life struggles to take root. But the sheer quantity of valuable minerals draws expeditions and mining operations into its barren heart. Slaves make up nearly the entirety of such forces, so that the loss—should it happen—is an acceptable one.

    Magic is respected here, and Mages make up the ruling caste.

    Economy

    Imports: Slaves, Food Exports: Raw materials to craft Adamantine

    Neighbors

    • North: Tsardom of Baruska
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Great Europa
    • West: Jade Empire
    • Underground: Ebony Road — A safe trade route connected to the Southen Seas Coalition, Dwarfheim, and Great Europa.
28. #28Mongori

    Keys: Mongori

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    A dry, landlocked region with mountain ridges, home to a primary population of Orcs. Once threatened the entire world, requiring an alliance between Baruska, Europa, and the Jade Empire to end their conquest. (See: Age of Unity, Chosen Knight of Unity, Genghis Khan)

    After Genghis Khan was slain, the region has fractured back into various squabbling tribes. Non-humans are sometimes welcome—especially those skilled in the craftmanship of weapons and armor. It is common for the wealthy to send convoys here to hire male Orcs as mercenaries.

    Magic is tolerated in non-natives and female Orcs but seen as shameful for male Orcs.

    Economy

    Imports: None Exports: Slaves, Mercenaries

    Neighbors

    • North: Tsardom of Baruska
    • South: Jade Empire
    • East: Sacred Sands
    • West: Tsardom of Baruska
29. #29The Jade Empire

    Keys: Jade Empire, Jade Fang, Jade Sap

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    Densely populated and lush, the Jade Empire's climate is extremely suited for life—agriculture and flora flourish here in abundance, leading the region to the forefront of alchemy and medicine. The region is wealthy, and boasts the lowest crime rate in the world, accomplished through the extremely cruel punishments enforced by the ruling Jade Fang Empire. The population continues to grow as people—Beastfolk especially flock here—to start new lives.

    The Empire's influence goes beyond wealth, performance-enhancing drugs, and valuable exports, for they also produce an addictive substance, Jade Sap, that nowhere else has been able to replicate. Smuggled into other countries to manufacture a dependence, much of the land that makes up the Jade Empire were politically maneuvered and vassalized this way. Jade Sap is processed from the venom of Snakefolk—who also make up majority of the ruling caste. The more skilled the refiner, or more crucially, the purer the Snakefolk blood, the cleaner the product—a longer and more intense euphoric high with fewer addictive properties and no crash.

    The current command of the Jade Fang Empire falls to the 'Brood Empress' Wu Zai Ta, an offspring of the Greed Fundamental herself. While having barely a year of experience, she displays the natural aptitude of her bloodline, but retains her reckless youth, traveling and leaving the country as she pleases.

    Magic is highly respected here. While magic aptitude is nearly unseen in Beastfolk, Snakefolk and Dragonfolk are the exception, and those with certified blood purity are influential leaders in the Jade Fang court. Foreign Snakefolk and Dragonfolk without pedigree or nobility are not given the same privileges.

    Presently in a trade war with the Great Europa.

    Religion

    The main religion here is expectedly Greed, as all past Monarchs have also been her offspring. Though practice has often forgotten the more philanthropic of her teachings, fixating instead on the hoarding of wealth, luxuries, and beauty.

    Economy

    Imports: Slaves, Raw Materials, Luxury Goods Exports: Slaves, Food, Medicine, Alchemy Products and Reagents, Drugs

    Neighbors

    • North: Mongori
    • South: Southern Seas Coalition and Ocean
    • East: Sacred Sands
    • West: Scarlet Sun Empire and Ocean
30. #30Scarlet Sun Empire

    Keys: Scarlet Sun

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    An archipelago off the coasts of Baruska and the Jade Empire. Ruled by a puppet Emperor, as the Shogun is the one that truly holds power. Lacking in quality mineral resources, the people here have compensated by honing their craftsmanship and techniques, able to make equipment of comparable quality and strength. The best flintlocks and muskets in the world are made here. Once isolationist, its borders were forcibly opened by the Golden Inquisition—enforcers that directly serve Authority. The older generation remains resentful, though the youth welcome the expanded exposure to new culture and opportunities.

    While humans still remain the majority, this region is one of the least racist towards Beastfolk, with a significant Raccoonfolk, Bunnyfolk, and Foxfolk populace. Their acceptance extends even to Hellspawn—those who share blood with Demons or Unfamiliar Fundamentals—whom they simply call Oni. Here, their hellblood is treated with neutrality: it simply is. This is the best treatment Hellspawn can expect anywhere in the world.

    Magic is respected here, but it will not grant someone a better standing simply by having the aptitude.

    Religion

    Subscribing to the concept of balance, the people here make a key point to worship all 15, though Diligence holds a slight preference.

    Economy

    Imports: None Exports: Quality Products

    Neighbors

    • North: Tsardom of Baruska
    • South: Southern Seas Coalition and Ocean
    • East: Jade Empire
    • West: Ocean
    • Northeast: Tsardom of Baruska
31. #31Southern Seas Coalition

    Keys: Southern Seas

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    An underdeveloped archipelago of various islands, with a portion of its landmass bordering the Jade Empire. Very rich in natural resources, it is a point of contention between Great Europa, the Jade Empire, and the Scarlet Sun Empire—each having colonies and ownership disputes over parts of the region.

    Food in the region is some of the best in the world, drawing in folk from all walks of life—visiting nobles, local villagers, even pirates and cutthroats. Large sentient crabs—with their semi-aquatic nature—use a rich blend of ingredients from both land and sea, creating dishes full of texture and flavour. These dishes are so popular that customers will defend the crabs and their stores from any external threat or influence looking to uproot or change the culture.

    Economy

    • Imports: None
    • Exports: Raw Materials

    Neighbors

    • North: Jade Empire
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Ocean
    • West: Ocean
    • Northwest: Scarlet Sun Empire
    • Underground: Ebony Road — A safe trade route connected to the Southern Seas Coalition, Dwarfheim, and Great Europa.
32. #32Great Europa

    Keys: Europa, Ivory King

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    GREAT EUROPA

    Description

    A multicultural region that puts forth the image of unity but hosts a multitude of internal conflicts between its kingdoms. All of this is permitted, so long as the kingdoms pledge allegiance to Authority and the High King. Honour and Chivalry are the main tenets, fostering a strong culture of Knights and a love for jousting and melee sports amongst the local population. Despite the number of Knights, slavery still thrives—the wealthy and royalty collect exotic slaves, especially those from overseas.

    The population is mostly human, who put themselves at the top of the social hierarchy alongside Heavenspawn. Then come the humanoid races—Elves, Dwarves, and Gnomes—followed by Diluted Beastfolk—those that have bred enough with humanoid races to have more human appearances. At the bottom are the lesser humanoids—Orcs, Goblins, Vampires, Pure Beastfolk, Hellspawn, and anything else—considered uncivilized and feral by most. Valachia is an exception for Vampires, governed by the Chosen Knight, Count Vlad Athanasia—a vampire himself who serves Gluttony, the mother of all vampires.

    The current High King is Gawain—Authority's son—a demigod suffering from the cracks of his condition. Known as the Ivory King—valuable but brittle—he is attended by medical staff and members of his court who maintain the blessed bandages that reinforce his mortal vessel, hoping to stave off his descent until a more permanent solution can be found. The Golden Inquisition has most jurisdiction in this region, and almost all of its recruitment is conducted here.

    Magic is accepted only if the user is registered. Those that are not risk culling or capture by the Inquisition and Witch-hunters.

    Presently at war with Baruska, and in a trade war with the Jade Empire. Europa is in an alliance with the kingdom of Dwarfheim directly underground, offering protection—notably from the Eclipse Empire—in exchange for exclusive trading rights and access to Dwarven ingenuity in mining and productions. The Dwarves are the only ones knowledgeable and capable of processing Deep Iron in the heat of the lava deposits. The prominence of Dwarven smiths in Europa is also a key factor in the conceiving of Adamantine, a material that greatly turned the tide in the war against Mongori during the Age of Unity.

    Religion

    The main religion practiced here is Authority. Though Temperance also has a foothold, as the patron of Witch-hunters.

    Economy

    • Imports: Raw Materials, Luxury Goods, Equipment
    • Exports: Food

    Neighbors

    • North: Ocean
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Ocean
    • West: Sacred Sands
    • Northwest: Tsardom of Baruska
    • Underground: Dwarfheim
33. #33United States of Littlefolk

    Keys: U.S.L, USL, U.S.L., Littlefolk, United States, States, Fungidrop

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    A large union of 45 states, populated entirely by Dwarves, Gnomes, Goblins, and Beastfolk of shorter stature—Mousefolk and Antfolk. Everyone else is considered Bigfolk—untrusted and unwelcome, segregated and potentially enslaved should they step foot on USL soil. The only means of acceptance is to serve time in the nation's military, as service accolades are extremely highly regarded by the local populace, regardless of height.

    Antfolk are the key workforce of the nation, with a Queen that governs each state. The land is rich in gold, attracting a large population of Dragons. Unlike the Dragons in Great Europa, they have grown bolder and more dangerous due to the lack of a force of Knights to handle them. This aerial threat has pushed the Littlefolk to expand underground, encountering the Fungus nation Fungidrop and its Fungifolk.

    Presently at war with Fungidrop, with only a third of U.S.L soil remaining untouched. Another third has already been lost, and the final third is actively being contested. The Fungifolk genuinely want peace, but their approach would be to connect every living soul to their Mycelium network, something the nation of USL will not accept. The Dragon threat also cripples their military—75% of aircraft that take flight are destroyed, preventing any possibility of aerial superiority over the landbound Fungifolk.

    Seeing this conflict as an opportunity for the gold-rich lands, the Jade Emperor attempted to set a foothold on USL soil. Desperate and dealing with two threats at once, the USL detonated a bomb right in the middle of their own territory in an attempt to turn the tides of war and potentially kill the Jade Emperor with it—he is now indisposed. The irradiated hole left by the blast is now known as The Big Blowout.

    Magic is feared and disliked due to an insignificant number of Mages here.

    The current president is Pride's Chosen Knight, John Freedom, a Dwarf frequently at odds with Sloth's Chosen Knight, Moshi the Unshakeable Pest, who does not oppose the Fungifolk's war.

    Religion

    Unofficially Pride, as local sentiment towards John Freedom continues to improve from witnessing his efforts in the war and his Dragon-slaying.

    Economy

    Imports: None Exports: None

    Neighbors

    • North: Ocean
    • South: Pexikotl
    • East: Ocean
    • West: Sunken Empire of Atlantia and Ocean
    • Underground: Fungidrop
34. #34Sunken Empire of Atlantia

    Keys: Sunken Empire, Atlantia, Atlantis, Seafolk

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    During the Age of Myth, this empire was known as Atlantis and populated by Landfolk. It is unknown how this city came to be sunk, as the only living survivor—the Chosen Knight of Patience—changes her story each time.

    Entirely submerged, the country slowly returned to function as Seafolk took over, now making up almost its entire populace. Within the ruins of the old city, there exist breathable pockets and a false sun that renders the place atmospherically beautiful. How it was created and how it remains aglow continues to be a mystery, as any attempt to dissect it would be faced with eviction at best. Considering the nature of the place, visitors are rare. Diplomats are tolerated, but any attempt to colonize or stake a claim on the land is met with retaliation by the Seafolk.

    Magic is embraced here, assisting their underwater life and the cultivation of unique magical resources only found beneath the waves.

    Religion

    Hope, and to a lesser degree, Fate and Unity. Even when the land was above water, Hope was still the main religion. This has led to a common belief that the country was sunk by the Fundamentals as a warning to those who place their faith in Unfamiliar Fundamentals.

    Economy

    Imports: Land goods, Yeast, Flour, Land Novelties Exports: Seafood, Coralcrafts, Exclusive Underwater Products

    Neighbors

    • North: Ocean
    • South: Ocean
    • East: United States of Littlefolk
    • West: Ocean
    • Southeast: Pexikotl
35. #35Pexikotl

    Keys: Pexikotl, Mexiko

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    A region that grows more dangerous the further south one travels. The safest places are the eastern coast and the areas bordering the United States of Littlefolk, protected from the rest of the region by a giant wall. Many dangerous Outsiders enter through tears in the South, and at least one Unleashed Demigod has been spotted there, limiting travel and occupation in those areas.

    Due to the untamedness of the land, many relics and treasures from the Age of Myth can still be found—even those of past gods that never survived the Age of Myth. Revering these gods or even possessing their relics is considered heretical, with the Golden Inquisition frequently confiscating and shipping found artifacts back to Avalon.

    The population is mostly Goblins, Lizardfolk, Plantfolk, and the rare Axolotlfolk—the latter a common target for the slave trade. The culture here is considered barbaric by most other nations, as ritualistic cannibalism and sacrifice are still performed, usually to pray from protection from the monsters of the south. Coffee beans and many peppers originate from here. Great Europa—amongst other wealthier nations—has begun to colonize the region with conscripted locals, though the natives continue to wage guerrilla attacks on their farms and ports.

    Magic affinity is rare among the population yet greatly revered—though that reverence may simply lead to the individual being sacrificed or sent to the frontlines.

    Religion

    Kindness is the main religion, with some of the local populace referring to her as Santa Muerte.

    Economy

    Imports: None Exports: Coffee beans, Pepper varieties, Food, Slaves

    Neighbors

    • North: United States of Littlefolk
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Ocean
    • West: Ocean
    • Northwest: Sunken Empire of Atlantia
36. #36Untamed Lands of Ozutralia

    Keys: Ozutralia, Untamed Lands, Zeeland

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    Here, the nations of the world banish their unwanted—criminals, political enemies, even the annoying or simply stupid. The unwanted who fail to bribe their handlers or escape during their passage will find themselves shipped here and tossed overboard without the ship even docking. The sentence of banishment is meant to seem more humane and palatable—rather than an outright death sentence—but the sheer danger of Ozutralia means that most banished die within their first year. Pure Beastfolk completely dominate the island, and the few survivor communities that form, scrape together tributes to avoid being killed.

    The only safe and civilized area is the island of Old Zeeland, located off the Western Coast. Originating as a managerial outpost and dock to restock criminal transports, it has since seen families take root and small towns form. Only sanctioned ships and individuals are permitted to approach. Anyone else—especially those from Ozutralia—will be greeted with warning shots.

    Magic affinity is non-existent in the natives. Yet somehow, this place is a primary and consistent source of the Manabloom flower—a crucial item to the magic economy of the world. This valuable resource is the key reason some survivors have escaped, bribing their way back to the mainlands with flowers.

    Religion

    Authority holds no sway here and is greatly despised by the natives. Instead, Charity—Mother Nature herself and believed by Beastfolk to be their creator—is the primary faith.

    Economy

    Imports: Criminals Exports: Manabloom

    Neighbors

    • North: Southen Seas Coalition (far) and Ocean
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Old Zeeland and Ocean
    • West: Ocean
37. #37Hand of Avalon

    Keys: Avalon, Exalted

    Enabled · After character · Order 10

    Entry settings

    Description

    At the very roof of the world lies a hand-shaped country, aptly called the Hand of Avalon. Its fingers extending south as though claiming that the entire world should cede to Authority.

    This is the seat from which Authority extends his Golden Decree. Here, the only Fundamental that fully exists in the physicality of the Familiar Lands, issues orders to his leaders and oversees the training of his Golden Inquisition. Human children with potential—usually from Great Europa—are recruited here to train and undergo immensely difficult trials. Many die in the process. All for the honour and boon of consuming drops of Authority's diluted blood and joining the ranks of his Exalted.

    Many skilled craftsmen—especially Ancient Elves with knowledge from the Age of Myth—reside in this land, as Avalon retains its monopoly on the knowledge and resources to forge powerful materials and equipment—notably Mithril and Avalicite.

    Religion

    Authority. Institutes and temples of the other Fundamentals do exist, primarily to facilitate the training of special classes within the Golden Inquisition—Temperance for Witch-hunters, and Humility for the roguish Executors.

    Economy

    Imports: Raw materials, Trainees, Food Exports: The Golden Decree

    Neighbors

    • North: Ocean
    • South: Ocean
    • East: Ocean
    • West: Ocean

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