#character lore drop

[shelldanda]

Wait… Jongler’s a dude???

[strawberrywhosobbed]

hi can i know about your characters please please please

Well I'll drop little sprinkles of their habits or life styles

Night has privilege from her autism within social interactions. Not like people excuse her behaviour or give her special access/treatment. No one even knows she has it because she's "homeless" and an orphan with families that don't exactly see doctors. The privilege is more she confuses them so much or even befriends them in the midst of aggression or battle, sometimes ruining the mood entirely for hurting her.

Mary has a spiraled spine due to surgeries to experiment on her. This surgery was done numerous times where whenever she healed from injury after the first procedure, they would Twist the backbone and leave it back in(while she was awake and feeling as anesthesia only works in inhuman dosages)

Silvester is a tailor, he made all the clothes Mary wears till this day. Even the ones she found in his main home after he got killed via electric chair. Almost every outfit she is drawn in is made by himself and if otherwise, I mention it. He also crossdresses

Tom is a psychopath, but the actual researched kind of way. He also even has morals while lacking all if not most empathy. He taught a prostitute to use a gun and guesses he would call her his friend, as she returns favors occasionally. He is also an arsonist as it killed his mother and doing it to bastards seems like a fitting vengeance

Miki is a video game god, being addicted to it to distract from her jobs and the sins she had committed. She also rarely rages at the games themselves or failing, it would really only happen if it brings up religion(specifically Christian/Jewish themes)

Autumn is super super sadistic and touch starved. She has a disease from being turned by Angelina, plus the bloodline of werefox Autumn carries. She is VERY much in need of sexual outlets but anyone she'd do it with would die immediately to rotting in fast time.

Ghundeit is the doctor who instructed and called for most of the operations and research they put Mary through. He was no longer in charge of her, though still worked within the building 4 years before she broke free. She was held within the asylum for 28 years, at age 17 to 45(being a demon, she stopped aging at 19 and he recorded that her body was immortal by lifespan)

[ashvalpsijicmonk]

Earlier @niryna-of-shimmerene asked me how I became a Psijic Monk. I had to leave for urgent reasons and it’s a long a story. First I should explain how the Psijic’s recruit members, in the past when Artaeum was still on Nirn, the Psijics recruited from the rest of the isles quite easily, often times magical talents would be discovered almost incedentenly; Now, and elsewhere on Nirn, is a different story. A group of Psijic Monks, called Psijic Eyes, travel Nirn searching for both new magical phenomena and magical talents to be cultivated. I am one such Psijic Eye. I was also recruited by a Psijic Eye. I’m sure you could guess that it was not so simple. When I joined the Psijics, they had never before recruited a Chimer. I was Twelve. The monk who recruited me, Soliril, spoke to my parents, I remember that my mother laughed in his face, but Father did not. He had a pensive look on his face, and called Sotha Sil and my mother to speak about it privately. Father left me with Soliril and some guards, he whispered something to the guards and told me, “Ash, I would like you to practice your magic with Serjo Soliril.” It was an hour or two before they returned. When they did, one of the guards immediately spoke to my father, and he looked sad, but he smiled at me and asked, “Did you learn anything from Serjo Soliril?” I ran over to him, and began to recount everything I learned. I remember asking Sotha Sil, “Do you know how to do that Uncle Sil?” He’d said, “I do.” Then I asked, “Why didn’t you teach me?” He looked as if he’d eaten a rotten lemon. Father had spoken before Sotha Sil could respond, “Serjo Soliril, if I am to send my son to learn on Artaeum, I would need some guarantees. From your Ritemaster.” Of course the Ritemaster didn’t come himself, but they did use magic, to speak to one another, I was not privy to those conversations, but I know some of the results. Given that I was my parents’ heir, I would have to return to Resdayn, I could not devote myself to a life of study. What I do remember is my parents arguing about it. “You would send our son across the continent!” my mother had yelled. “Ayem, it will be good for him, you saw how much he learned from the monk!” Father had shouted back. “We will not see him for eight years, by the time he returns he will be a man!” My mother had thrown back. “It will be good for Resdayn, this act of faith, intrusting our son, our only child, with the Psijics, will help to pave the way to good relations with the Altmeri in the future. Relations that Ashval will be able to capitalize off of,” Father had reasoned. And my mother agreed. I remember being seen off by my family, Father had given me an amulet, and told me, “Ashval, I know you are scared, but you will learn so much. You have always made me proud, I know you will make Resdayn proud.” And I was off. I studied there for eight years, before returning to Resdayn, initially I was supposed to go back to Artaeum after a year but, in the time I had been gone the War of the First Council had occured and my father had died. I wrote to Ritemaster Iachesis and told him that I would not be returning. I had to care for my people, I became the head of House Mora, back then that meant being the leader of the Morag Tong and the Grandmaster of House Indoril. How I returned to the Psijics is a story for another time.