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===Saint Calixtus===
 
===Saint Calixtus===
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|description = "I am Calixtus. Please, remember my name, until I forget it again."
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|start_description = If I listen closely enough to the stories told by winter sun, I may learn something, at the cost of my soul's withering
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|description      = FNORD
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<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
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|verb              = Talk
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|title            = Wild Lessons
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|start_description = If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.
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|description      = FNORD
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|verb              = Study
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|title            = Study FNORD with a Tutor
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|start_description = "FNORD? Yes, I get by in FNORD. I can teach you, if you have FNORD as a grounding. But if I hear one crack about FNORD, it's off."
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|description      = "One cannot speak FNORD for long without FNORD. It FNORDs the FNORD, FNORD FNORD FNORD FNORD."
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====The Vivisector====
 
====The Vivisector====
 
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====The FNORD====
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====The Crossroad====
 
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|image      = File:Theirsummon4a.png
|title      = Saint Calixtus, the FNORD
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|title      = Saint Calixtus, the Crossroad
 
|description = "FNORD"
 
|description = "FNORD"
 
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<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
|verb              = Work
 
|verb              = Work
|title            = Summon a FNORD echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
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|title            = Summon an unexpected echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
 
|start_description = FNORD
 
|start_description = FNORD
 
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|description      = FNORD
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|image      = File:Theirsummon4c.png
|title      = Saint Calixtus, the Vivisector
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|title      = Saint Calixtus, the FNORD
 
|description = "FNORD"
 
|description = "FNORD"
 
|aspect0    = Follower
 
|aspect0    = Follower
 
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|aspect1    = Summoned
 
|aspect2    = Tutor
 
|aspect2    = Tutor
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<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
|verb              = Work
 
|verb              = Work
|title            = Summon a FNORD echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
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|title            = Summon an obstinate echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
 
|start_description = FNORD
 
|start_description = FNORD
 
|description      = FNORD
 
|description      = FNORD
 
|aspect0          = Ritual
 
|aspect0          = Ritual
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<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
|verb              = Talk
 
|title            = Chilly Lessons
 
|start_description = If I listen closely enough to the stories told by winter sun, I may learn something, at the cost of my soul's withering
 
|description      = FNORD
 
}}</div>
 
 
<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
|verb              = Talk
 
|title            = Wild Lessons
 
|start_description = If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.
 
|description      = FNORD
 
}}</div>
 
 
<div style="margin-top: 20px; text-align: center">{{RecipeDescription
 
|verb              = Study
 
|title            = Study FNORD with a Tutor
 
|start_description = "FNORD? Yes, I get by in FNORD. I can teach you, if you have FNORD as a grounding. But if I hear one crack about FNORD, it's off."
 
|description      = "One cannot speak FNORD for long without FNORD. It FNORDs the FNORD, FNORD FNORD FNORD FNORD."
 
 
}}</div>
 
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Revision as of 23:35, 14 August 2019

They
They.png
"We call upon Them, whose roots run deep under the skin."
Origin God-from-Nowhere
Titles Them
We
Us
Names none
Aspects Narcissus
Date of arrival During the Collision, but also long before, and perhaps, long after
Owner(s) worm architect

They are a friend and They want to be friends with you! They have always loved Us! Please, love Them back

We need it


please

Description

History

Once, there was only one Glory and only one Mansus. When the first living thing descended into Nowhere, the first string was spun around the House. And as the dead drowned in the soil, the strings grew denser, into a web. And every touch imprinted itself on every thread. Their roots ran deep in the dark, between the glow of black nephrite, and They cradled powerful things. And that is how They were: a layer of memories and power that coated the outermost boundary of the Mansus. They could not or did not see beyond Themselves, existing in a perpetual coma, dreaming of the world, as They thought it was, briefly waking up when a powerful being grazed Their net.

One day, through the dream, They felt Nowhere spasming. In a moment, one place became within another. They were turned inside out and thrown into the Mansus. If They were to survive, They had to stop dreaming. And They were fully awake, for the very first time. And thus, They recalled all the memories of those who have passed through their grasp: of mortals, of spirits, of Long, of Names, and of Hours.
And They became Us,
and Us became We,
and We became Them.

Appearance

Some would describe Them as a shadow that isn't theirs,
some as the oak trees that are not quite right,
some would say that They look like a terrible fungal infestation
(or a patch of beautiful flowers),
and some would scream.

They aren't always easy on the eyes.

Principles

They love Us, and We love Them.
They are an Hour born of egoism, or solipsism, or both.

Oh, but They love everyone! Oh, but They want everyone to be a part of Them! Oh, but They want to be a part of everyone! Oh,
but
Oh,

Oh,


It's love



But They try not to love too hard. Because They know, in time, we will come across Their roots, and Their roots run deep. They've grown to appreciate individuality as one would grow to appreciate reading. They love us, but They won't rush Us, drawing out every reading and only doing what They do once we are completely and utterly exhausted.


They seek unity and union, and They shall permit no isolation. Not even in death.


That is the principle of the Narcissus.

Worship

They are one of the most open Nowhere Hours, but nothing can hide Their origin and Their essence. They are acknowledged and sometimes venerated, but to Their lament, not much beyond that. Still, They are invoked by the lonely, the betrayed, and the desperate, in hopes of being heard. And They always listen, and They always keep Their promises.

Cult

Perhaps the only cult centered around Them is the Wildflowers, who FNORD.

Mark

  1. Temptation: Union: FNORD
  2. Dedication: Union: I have dedicated myself to the pursuit of greater unity in all its dangerous, pervasive grandeur. I will have to give of myself if I am to rise, or fall.
  3. Ascension: Union: FNORD
  4. Ascension: Union: FNORD
  5. Ascension: Union: FNORD
  6. Ascension: Union: FNORD
  7. Ending: IN MY DREAMS, MANY FLOWERS: I go to sleep for the very last time. I will find Their roots in the Mansus and let Them surround me, like a cocoon or a hungry snake. What is left of me will be torn to pieces and reassembled. I am me, but I am myself no longer. I have let others into my soul and I have let others borrow its pieces. I am fuller than ever, my colors are so bright, now. I will not die, decay won't find me, but eventually, I will end. And once it finally happens, I won't sink into the Mansus-soil— I will be held by Their roots, and then, my story will find another beginning...

Servants

Wistful Risen

Theirsummon2.png
Wistful Risen
A thick shadow has enveloped this corpse, moving its limbs like a puppeteer, supporting its weight like a pillar. In time, it will dissolve like ice under the summer sun, but until then, it will be a loyal and nimble minion.
Follower
Summoned
Moth 5
Winter 5
Work.png
Call on Them to raise a corpse to half-life
First, I must nail this body's shadow to the floor in a dimly lit room, then I must speak the words. It will awaken as a Wistful Risen.
The corpse jitters to its feet, its muscles tense up once again. Darkness clings to it like mist. I have created a Wistful Risen.
Ritual
Moth 2
Winter 4
Work.png
Call on Them to renew the Wistful Dead
Their roots will inevitably withdraw from beneath this one's skin. I cannot prevent this, but I can ask Them to push a little deeper and remain for a little longer.
The risen goes limp and falls onto the ground. Suddenly, it springs up, and for a couple of seconds, its shadow gets the darkest it's ever been. The corpse shows no trace of decay and again moves with life-like vigor.
Ritual
Theirsummon2
Moth 8
Winter 8

Splinter-Spectre

Theirsummon3.png
Splinter-Spectre
FNORD
Follower
Summoned
Grail 4
Heart 4
Moth 4
Secret Histories 4
Narcissus 8
Phylaxian
Thresher of Thoughts
Work.png
Summon one of Their shards
FNORD
FNORD
Ritual
Talk.png
Request a Stay of Execution
The residents of the Mansus are not subject to the ills of the flesh. Some of them, sometimes, can extend their protection to those of us trapped out here in the Wake.
FNORD
Talk.png
Wild Lessons
If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.
FNORD

The Oaken

Theirsummon1.png
The Oaken
Its hands are branches, its eyes are ponds, its voice is the trill of songbirds.
Follower
Summoned
Deceiver 8
Moth 8
Heart 10
Narcissus 10
Phylaxian
Thresher of Thoughts
Work.png
Summon one of Their more significant shards
I need to muster enough Heart to match its unrelenting ardor and enough Winter to quell its inner storm.
In the Woods, the Oaken are towering, but here, in the Wake, it takes a much more humble form. Still, one shouldn't touch it.
Ritual
Knock 4
Heart 8
Winter 4
Talk.png
Request a Stay of Execution
The residents of the Mansus are not subject to the ills of the flesh. Some of them, sometimes, can extend their protection to those of us trapped out here in the Wake.
The Oaken embraces me with the dancer's grace, but with the blacksmith's grip. I feel something inside me diminish. "We have done what there is to be done," it says. Perhaps this will be enough.
Talk.png
Wild Lessons
If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.
The Oaken opens its skin of bark like a book and reveals carvings on its wooden flesh. "Tonight we will be both the teacher and the student," it proclaims.

Saint Calixtus

Theirsummon4.png
Saint Calixtus
"I am Calixtus. Please, remember my name, until I forget it again."
Tutor
Lamp of Loss
Thresher of Thoughts
Narcissus 24
Talk.png
Chilly Lessons
If I listen closely enough to the stories told by winter sun, I may learn something, at the cost of my soul's withering
FNORD
Talk.png
Wild Lessons
If I give myself to the frenzy, I will learn a wild lesson.
FNORD
Study.png
Study FNORD with a Tutor
"FNORD? Yes, I get by in FNORD. I can teach you, if you have FNORD as a grounding. But if I hear one crack about FNORD, it's off."
"One cannot speak FNORD for long without FNORD. It FNORDs the FNORD, FNORD FNORD FNORD FNORD."

The Vivisector

Theirsummon4b.png
Saint Calixtus, the Vivisector
"FNORD"
Follower
Summoned
Tutor
Devourer 12
Edge 12
Secret Histories 12
Narcissus 12
Lamp of Loss
Thresher of Thoughts
Work.png
Summon a fierce echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
FNORD
FNORD
Ritual

The Crossroad

Theirsummon4a.png
Saint Calixtus, the Crossroad
"FNORD"
Follower
Summoned
Tutor
Deceiver 12
Knock 12
Secret Histories 12
Narcissus 12
Lamp of Loss
Thresher of Thoughts
Work.png
Summon an unexpected echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
FNORD
FNORD
Ritual

The FNORD

Theirsummon4c.png
Saint Calixtus, the FNORD
"FNORD"
Follower
Summoned
Tutor
Deceiver 12
Heart 12
Secret Histories 12
Narcissus 12
Lamp of Loss
Thresher of Thoughts
Work.png
Summon an obstinate echo of the Saint Calixtus, Their failed Name
FNORD
FNORD
Ritual

Names

They don't have any Names, They can't have any Names, They won't have any Names. They don't want to part with Themselves, so They won't. But They also can't, because anyone elevated this high will join Them like a drop of oil in a running river.

Poor Calixtus...

Locations

The Mansus

Their roots run deep in the Mansus, but it's in the Woods where they are the deepest, where they could be mistaken for oak trees. It's in the Woods where They gather and care for the dead.

The Histories

FNORD

Items

Tools

Theirtool.png
FNORD
FNORD
Tool
Narcissus 8
Theirpainting.png
"They"
When one would lose themselves in the woods it would have been expressed like this. But no longer.
Tool
Narcissus 12

Ingredients

Narcissusingredientb.png
Lilyblood
Anything that comes in contact with this bright, viscous liquid soaks up its color like a sponge.
Pigment
Ingredient
Narcissus 4
Narcissusingredientd.png
Trapezuntine Dust
FNORD
Poison 2
Ingredient
Narcissus 8

Influences

Influencenarcissusa.png
A Murmur
Passions pull at the feet; hands yearn to feel full.
Influence
Narcissus 2
Influencenarcissusc.png
A Call
The chest swells with blood; the world swells with color.
Influence
Narcissus 6
Influencenarcissuse.png
A Holler
Hues blend into flesh; thoughts

leak out
Influence
Illhealth
Narcissus 10
Influencenarcissusg.png
A Scream
but for now I will remain

in many selves

in many notions
Influence
Illhealth
Narcissus 15

Books

Theirbook.png
In Our Dreams, Many Flowers
An esoteric, secretive novel in verse by Elena Řezníčková, a Czech mystic, artist, and poetess. Later she regretted the decision to publish the book and set on a mission to burn every single printed edition. This is one of the few copies that survived the author's hunt.
Text
Auctionable
Study.png
Read "In Our Dreams, Many Flowers"
FNORD
FNORD

Rites

FNORD

Friends

Unfriends

Secrets

FNORD