The Way-Light, also known as The Wisp-Light (Alternatively the Wisp-In-Light/Wisp-In-Flesh), That-Which-Lurks-Beneath and The Rain-Walker, is a Moth-Knock-SH Hour created by Nephilim. He is an urban trickster god associated with neon lights, underground clubs, and rain-soaked misty streets. He is known as a mysterious guide to the mortals who seek him, and his intentions never seem to be entirely clear.
| The Way-Light | |
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| "We call upon The Wisp-Light, who shall show us the way through the underground..." | |
| Origin | From-Mist |
| Titles | The Wisp-Light, That-Which-Lurks-Beneath, The Rain-Walker. |
| Names | Pulmo, The Way-Walker. |
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| Date of arrival | Remarkably old, sporadically active. |
| Owner(s) | Иephilim |
Contents
Description
Moth - for His trickster nature.
Knock - for the doors He opens for you.
Secret Histories - for all he has seen and known.
History
Appearance
The Wisp-Light is, as his name says, a wisp. A bright cyan, electric-looking floating wisp. However, he is also capable of masquerading as a human - with the universal traits of cyan eyes, snow-white hair, and pale skin. His "natural" form is a writhing mass of electric cyan tentacles and hundreds of tiny wisps merging and dividing from each-other and pulsing abstract concepts as a form of language, but that is hidden for obvious reasons as he wants to appeal to the mortals he loves so much.
Principles
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Worship
Cult
Mark
- Temptation: Phrase:
- Dedication: Phrase:
- Ascension: Phrase:
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- Ascension: Phrase:
- Ending:
Servants
Names
"Hold my hand, please, and don't let go..."
Pulmo
[12 Edge, 9 Knock] Pulmo is the Way-Light's own experiment come to life. A mortal he got quite attached to, and who eventually made it through his trials. She looks like a female version of him, with magenta eyes instead of cyan. Much like him, she can also turn into a wisp. Pulmo is an agent of the Wisplight. She acts as his ever-present bodyguard. Her eyes pierce the souls of men. Without her, he is nothing. (This will eventually be phrased like a proper Name description.)