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The boatman is worshiped by mortals for fair deals and passage. He cares not for their pleas. however he is known to except some mortals with potential to become long servants of humanity | The boatman is worshiped by mortals for fair deals and passage. He cares not for their pleas. however he is known to except some mortals with potential to become long servants of humanity | ||
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− | + | # '''Temptation: Progress: I feel as though we can move forward, but who is we: | |
− | Dedication: | + | # '''Dedication: Progress: I understand that we must move forward and have begun to understand how we may begin. |
− | Ascension: | + | # '''Ascension: Humanity: I have spoken to the boatman again, all of us who dwell into the city have spoken to them once, he sees potential. |
− | Ascension: Humanity | + | # '''Ascension: Humanity : I remember stories of the old city in and how the river was made, it flows in my veins with more detail then i was ever given |
− | Ascension: | + | # '''Ascension: Humanity: my mind feels thin, rapid memories of the dearly departed flow through like the river beneath my feet, I have started to work under the boatman directly, it is tough work but rewarding. |
− | Ascension: humanity | + | # '''Ascension: humanity: I worked myself to the bone taking tolls and giving rides, the water's of Lethe has removed who I once was... it no longer matters, all that matters is that humanity is served |
− | Ending: I talk to the boatman again, about these thoughts and feelings that pierce my skull, he is pleased and schedules a grand event for the city, that night I drowned in the river the last bit of me falling away, when I arise I am more than human. I am humanity and it’s perfect form, I shall never fall until the final winter | + | # '''Ending''': I talk to the boatman again after a long days work, about these thoughts and feelings that pierce my skull so deeply, he is pleased to hear my progress and schedules a grand event for the city so they could witness me, that night after drinking and feasting I drowned myself in the river in front of a cheering crowd of my new masters. the last bit of me falling away as the blood of the dead gave me new shape, when I arise in the morning I am more than human. I am humanity and it’s perfect form, I shall never fall until the final winter. |
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Latest revision as of 16:21, 31 March 2020
Contents
Description
The Boatman is a peculiar Hour. A gatekeeper - he is the way into the City. The only way in, in fact. He dictates who enters and who will feed the river. That is his task.
History
the boatman's past as a mortal are kept hidden by him so most of this is rumor and tale. he was born a decedent of the fire keeper, his blood thicker with him then most. most never saw him as human, a monster in his actions. he hid it well for most of his mortal life working as a boatman in Venice, the rivers would run red during his time as a gondolier, in the abandoned water ways. when the breach began he was one of the first to help bulid the city, an old voice in his head told him to, he obeyed. finally when they where done the wild gods appeared, they drowned him in blood, of friends workers, and his home. he struggled for a long time, until he let the rivers of blood take. it gave him a mission, to make sure this would happen to no one else. he arose a new thing, The boatman as we know him, he found the other who where interested and and able and rebuilt the city, doing his duty until the world grows to its final winter and all board the boat.
Appearance
A large figure shrouded in a red cloak and donning a dark mask. The mask has smiling face - none have seen his face for a long time. His limbs are blood-red.
Principles
He is a guide and gatekeeper, thus he is knock. He is the shepherd of the dead, and slayer of those who do not pay the toll of sentimentality - thus he is winter. He is a sadist and enjoys his profession greatly, thus he is edge.
Worship
Cult
The boatman is worshiped by mortals for fair deals and passage. He cares not for their pleas. however he is known to except some mortals with potential to become long servants of humanity
Mark
- Temptation: Progress: I feel as though we can move forward, but who is we:
- Dedication: Progress: I understand that we must move forward and have begun to understand how we may begin.
- Ascension: Humanity: I have spoken to the boatman again, all of us who dwell into the city have spoken to them once, he sees potential.
- Ascension: Humanity : I remember stories of the old city in and how the river was made, it flows in my veins with more detail then i was ever given
- Ascension: Humanity: my mind feels thin, rapid memories of the dearly departed flow through like the river beneath my feet, I have started to work under the boatman directly, it is tough work but rewarding.
- Ascension: humanity: I worked myself to the bone taking tolls and giving rides, the water's of Lethe has removed who I once was... it no longer matters, all that matters is that humanity is served
- Ending: I talk to the boatman again after a long days work, about these thoughts and feelings that pierce my skull so deeply, he is pleased to hear my progress and schedules a grand event for the city so they could witness me, that night after drinking and feasting I drowned myself in the river in front of a cheering crowd of my new masters. the last bit of me falling away as the blood of the dead gave me new shape, when I arise in the morning I am more than human. I am humanity and it’s perfect form, I shall never fall until the final winter.
Servants
Names
The Old Geezer
Locations
The Mansus
The Moat
The barrier of blood that has only grown since the Hour's ascension.
The Histories
Items
Tools
Ingredients
Books
- The book of cookie recipes
Rites
Relationships
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