Pericles

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hello! "The Realm, The Realm of Darkness, World of Pitch Many names this world has been called. I traveled far and looked upon monuments and temples that are familiar but changed, or else began here and changed elsewhere for my eyes to see.... Among the pillars of glass are the gods' worshipers, beautiful and hideous or impossible to see but are felt by their breath or heard by their songs to their masters. They offer tribute in the form of each other or in great beasts captured as dictated. I asked of a god Where ends the realm? Where begins the realm? and laid sacrifice at its feet. The god answers There is no beginning. There is no end. Where the dark exists, so too does the realm. Where the dark exists, all may be seen. Here lies eternity, but for what it waits, I do not know." Excerpt from The Chronicles of Tamil (By Penumbra)

hello! For eons measureless, another realm has laid wondering, waiting, watching over the land of the living. It is a carnivorous place, hungering ever after the life and light which other planes produce. But there is more to its madness than hunger: an intelligence dwells deep there, wisdom of grand and terrible proportions. The most wretched of all sentients is the creature claiming hierarchy in this place. A morbid queen, the entity pursues consumption, whispering seductive promises in the ears of secret seekers. From time to time, devastatingly curious souls have built an arcane bridge, lending it just enough reach to swallow cities and structures whole. When one such sorcerer heeded her call, the queen saw an opportunity to build a lasting bridge, a living bridge. A child was born, the product of profane coalition. Yet the queen, the bleakest being, would soon face the same trouble which many a deity had burdened: her flock possessed free will. While the child surely shared in her hunger for life and light, she sought not to consume, but to revel in it. She traveled to the lands of light and dwelt among their mortals. She drank of their wisdom, sought solace in their temples, and in her grew a great compassion. Rather than smother life, she created life anew. So is the story of Cenedril: mother of Pericles. Still the realm and its ruler wait, as they have waited for eternity. Their ever-reflective eyes follow their brood from beyond mirrors. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

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☾ Class ☽ Warlock ‡ ☾ Type ☽ Eldritch

☾ Branch ☽ Spellsword ‡ ☾ Focus ☽ Khopesh, Mirrors

☾ Specialty ☽ Summoning ‡ ☾ Secondary ☽ Illusions

While warlocks typically host power permitted to them by an entity, Pericles' source of sorcery is his link to a realm: the eldritch world accessible through mirror magic. Though he draws physical power from his father's vampiric blood, it is the inheritance of his mother's witchcraft and otherworldly origins which grants him magical prowess. The denizens of the realm excel at trickery and mimicry. He can call creatures from there, sling a mirror-like substance for defense or deflection, and- though the talent has yet to be honed beyond parlor tricks- create minor illusions. Pericles can pull his primary weapon through a mirrored surface, using incantations and names in his grimoire to emulate his mother's spells or to summon beings. As a spellsword, he is better suited for physical combat than the average mage, more adept at arcana than most warriors.

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SPELLSWORD BARRAGE Creates a momentary circle of spectral blade-shaped mirror fragments which sweep defensively around him

HEXBLADE'S CURSE Fixes a curse upon a target, filling them with dread and sapping both physical and magical strength if unmitigated

SUMMON WEAPON The spellsword may summon his soul-bound khopesh from beyond a mirrored surface, brandishing it to cast spells.

MIRROR IMAGE The warlock taps into his eldritch inheritance, molding his mana into a temporary faux replica of a small object.

REFLECT With a wave of his bound blade, the spellsword creates a mirror-like shield which attempts to bounce back a spell.

SUMMON CREATURE Pericles pulls a creature from beyond the mortal plane, bidding a minion from the mirror to fight under his command.

MIRROR FLIT The ability to travel from one mirror to another, a time-consuming feat which requires finding the right mirror.

THE GRIMOIRE An obscure tome emitting an arcane aura. Its pages conceal complex rituals, rarely used given their price.

REFLECTIVE FOCUS May temporarily sacrifice sight to see through a mirror he's charmed. Lasts until the mark is smudged or glass is cleaned.

DETECT UNDEAD The living vampirism in the dhamphir's veins enables him to sense vampires, their ghouls, or if someone is under vampiric thrall.

SECRET STAT This is a super sneaky secret stat. Its purpose is to space the columns correctly. Pretend you didn't see it in here.

BLOOD RAGE The presence of blood can coax forth a vampiric ferocity, providing a temporary boost to speed, strength, and reflex.

Agathodaímōn/////||/////ἀγαθοδαίμων/////||/////"N.O.B.L.E///S.P.I.R.I.T"

Pericles' familiar is named Fílos, the Greek word for "Friend". Like the daimon of Ancient Greece, he considers his familiar to be a guiding entity, a tutelary and ethereal companion. It was obtained by bargain: in exchange for being brought beyond the mirror realm, Fílos would guard Pericles and heed his command. The creature typically takes the form of an animal, yet when ordered (or in a mood of mischief), it can become a mirror image of the warlock himself. This imitation can only be maintained for a short period before it begins to deteriorate, mannerisms and appearance becoming unstable and unsettling.
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The familiar's most frequent forms are that of a bat, mouse, or tarantula. The bat is used for flight, the mouse is preferably passive, while the arachnid is applied in combat. Its shape dematerializes into a dense black sand between bodies. Fílos' original appearance remains a mystery. Although a genderless being, it is referred to in masculine terms. "He" is unflinchingly loyal, however: the familiar regards any attempt at keeping pets as bitter betrayal. They are together often, albeit not constantly, and when apart the creature is always close at hand.