The Snow-Stained

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The Snow-Stained
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Origin God-from-Blood
Titles The Snow-Stained
The Bully's Stick
The Brass-Beater
Aspects Forge Heart Edge
Date of arrival 19th Century
Owner(s) a cancerous expansion of the soul into the mind

The Snow-Stained, also called the Bully's Stick and, more ceremonially, the Brass-Beater, is one of the Hours of the Fansus, created by some cancerous infestation of the brain. It is a God-From-Blood from a time that no longer properly exists, except in echoes and shards of glass. It is the caretaker of the Mansus' plumbing, from which it was born.

History

From the plumbing of the Mansus, a lead pipe was plucked. Its purpose changed in the hands of an occultist. Glass shattered. Time bent, dented. The occultist fell into it, and into all the blood of the things that would never be born, and the terror of averted disaster. Shards fell from the tower; snow dripped from the coat of its vessel. They fell together, and together, stick and shards and vessel. The Stick inherited all that the vessel had been, and together they became something else--the Brass-Beater, who allows no conclusion. It changes essential nature as it strikes.

Principles

The Bully's Stick is aligned with Heart, Forge and Edge. It is the damage done; it harms, but never kills, and whatever it harms, it causes to change. It is ugly, hateful, petty, and violent. It is rarely invoked by those who expect to live comfortable lives. It is loved by survivors and by brutes in equal measure, for the harm it causes and the conclusions it prevents. Revolutionaries and terrorists pray to it. It has been described as raucous, dynamic and spitefully persistent. It deforms whatever it strikes.

Location

It makes its home in the plumbing of the Mansus, which it is capable of fitting into effortlessly, despite its bulk. In an especially deep place within the Mansus' labyrinthine pipework, it keeps its store of mementos. They contain a great deal of what made the people who owned them what they were; should an enterprising Occultist recover them, those fragments could be invoked.

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Ingredients

Books

The Grey Lad of Krous Street (Edge) (Forge): A short, trashy story of violence and damage.

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