Abjurer Arachnius

Abjurer Arachnius

• The Ward - protector, spinner of deals and magic, Archieunuch of The Web Temple, a temple of Arachne - a place where pity is to be taken on even the haughtiest of mortals that have fallen.
  
  

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  Archne here is more than just a proud mortal woman cursed by Athena to spin her web as a spider - she is a figure of penance, who now follows Athena's path of war to collect the fallen and nurse them to health in her webs should they feel the guilt and shame she does.
  
  If they have no penance in their heart, she judges and devours them. So it is also said of the Archieunuch who runs the place.
  
  This temple produces some of the finest weavers, spinners, and dye makers in the entire empire. It is one of few places you can even purchase spider silk. If you're looking for rare and expensive tailored clothing, this is the place for the discerning and deep-pocketed customer. They are also are custodians of the giant silk worms and moths, whom are protected and looked over by disciples of the temple.
  
  It is one of the single most protected places in the city, constructed in a cavern deep underneath one of the larger hills and reached through a series of difficult to find and ominous tunnel entrances - further protected by well constructed wards and unknown creatures that patrol the darkness.
  
  It is a special haven for those of nocturnal and insect or arachnid based nature, plus many other creatures of the night - as long as you harbor no ill will in your heart and can handle the creepy crawlies, you are welcome to find peace and safety in the cool caverns. There is no incense burning here or light by fire, which would produce smoke to irritate the insects and spiders, as well as stain the silk.
  
  The Abjurer has made it his work to help others who have found themselves fallen from grace as he once did - new shifters, survivors of tragedy, refugees, the falsely accused. If you are guilty however, prepare to seek repentance - the wicked at heart have no place here and no thief has ever come back out.

• Name: Abjurer Arachnius ... As one might wisely deduce, 'Arachnius' isn't his real name. It's more of an honorary title. While few know his name or much about his past, his real name is Walten. It's not a secret, but you should not expect to hear him called 'Walt' often. Occupation: Archieunuch of The Web Temple ... A high priest of his own temple, a man of unusual status for his nature as a humanoid, albeit a severely altered one. It's also said he's one of the finest weavers in the entire kingdom, a masterful tailor who designs for select few. Sex: Male Gender: Third Gender ... Eunuch, but not from birth - likely from the same incident that took his legs. The term 'curzinasus' might be used to describe him as a man who has been 'doubly castrated'. While he doesn't consider himself a proper 'man' anymore and in fact embraces an identity as something else entirely, he still accepts use of he/him. That being said, he does not have a preference - all pronouns are accepted equally, save for 'it'. Race: Human / Elf Mongrel ... While primarily human in appearance, there is the suggestion of elf blood, very potentially of the pale underground variety. Condition: Golem - Mechanical 'Drider', potentially has other 'forms' or prosthetic 'vehicles'. ... A double amputee and eunuch, his past is a mystery of assumed great tragedy. The Abjurer is capable of crafting himself legs from magic, but doing so is difficult and requires great concentration. It is easier to use machines that can hone his energy into a power source. Age: 45 ... Although he looks his age, bordering on fifty with thinning waves of gray hair and lines accenting his narrow features, he has the posture, sharp eyes, and reflexes of a much younger man - more to suggest some amount of elven heritage.

  Complexion: A very bland, generic lighter tone - not so pale as to appear without pigment or blood, but certainly not touched often by the sun. Hair: A steel gray without much in the way of tone variation; combed back in frozen waves, it is quite short and never touches his collar. Eyes: Pink Height: 6'5 2'6 from head to pelvis; both legs have been amputated. 7'0 with 'drider' prosthesis; head to bottom of lower body. Weight: 99lbs without prosthesis. 1,200lbs~ with 'drider' form.

  
  Speech Patterns and Voice:
  A distinctly 'masculine' tone - smooth, brassy, and bored; not emotionless by any means, but never too far out of a neutral gray area into any extreme, almost always calm.
  Scent:
  The soft tingle of strawberries and rich magic to those receptive, a perfume laying over the faint scent of oiled metal and fainter yet, the sweet and vinegary scent of spiders.
  Aura:
  Gentle and calm, a steady individual with vague intention and very selective interest. Not a bad person, nor a good one for that matter. Quite difficult to read, as though this is warded.
  
  Alignment:
  True Neutral
  Religion / Deities:
  Arachne
  Athena
  Attis
  
  A tall and thin, pale, well dressed torso of a man generally coming out of the white leather and steel torso of a great mechanical spider body. A six-legged contraption of clicking gears and intricate detail, a crystal bodice filled with pink miasma and reinforced in a skeletal cage, false eyes across the front actually gems burning with the same pink light. Not a true spider by any means if blessed by such associated deities, close examination would reveal a questionably human figure missing too much below the waist for comfort. An alarming figure to most both in and out of drider or 'spider taur' form, but it is extremely rare to see him in his true vulnerable state.
  
  A man with a no-nonsense attitude behind a white leather mask of glittering arachnid eyes, demanding respect with imposing presence even if he was built like a spindly sapling and hiding great weakness behind false monstrous form. His frame slender and gaunt, but graceful motions smooth and flowing like the length of his sleeves. In general his features are all long and thin, including the bridge of his nose (which turns up a bit at the tip), his chin, slightly pointed ears, thin pink lips, high-arched eyebrows, and narrow eyes.
• Magic
  
  Abjuration
  
  counterspells, traps, banishment, wards, all matters of protective and dampening spells - an expert on the crystal system that is used to form barriers around places like the palace and temples
  
  The abjurer is also a minor summoner with the ability to 'hatch' ethereal arachnids from tiny glass 'eggs' resembling the essence in the body of his prosthesis.
  
  Adjusting Enchantments
  
  This is where the abjurer offers his most select skills to select clientele - clothing that adjusts with the size and shape of a shifter, specially tailored to change with their bodies. However, this type of magic does have its limits and a very large item can only be made to get so much smaller - or suit so many forms, both or all of which he must be able to take measurements for.
  
  Affinity For Spiders
  
  What might perhaps be some form of druidism, the abjurer has a distinct affinity for spiders; he can speak to them, summon them, ask them to do his bidding - not that they always listen. It seems they bond to him as a minor familiars over time, not counting the ethereal swarms he beckons.
  
  Silk Manipulation
• Related Tropes

  
  http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Spider_Physiology