Qwitzikottle suggests one more magic system.
A system of magic built upon creativity and expression, it is divided into three 'major' arts, which are subdivided into a multitude of 'lesser' arts. one who is involved in the Bardbaric Arts is known as a Bardbarian. one can be initiated into the Bardbaric arts through ritual and rite, by undergoing training under one who has attained great understanding of this art, or in some rare cases- simply being 'lucky' enough to be born initiated.
the three Major arts are Soundcraft, Storycraft and Propcraft.
Soundcraft is the most 'musically' bent of the three major arts, being called upon through songs of great events, and warcries invoking the brutality of nature, it is the least permanent of the arts- with its effects lasting anywhere from a single minute to two hours at most, it is also the most directly powerful- with the proper composition being able to allow men to fight on past their true demise, or call the formation of the darkest storms of winter during the height of summer. an orchestra of Bardbarians are able to work together to bring about stronger effects than one alone with the works of this art.
Storycraft is the art of poetry, dancing, and show- where one recites works that echo with the nature of creation and history to bring about illusion, and through illusion slay the mind and soul of the unwary who have been pulled in, or charm the heart of beasts and spirit, compositions of Storycraft last anywhere between an hour, and a week depending on their quality. similarly to Soundcraft, a group of Bardbarians are able to work together to strengthen their works beyond the norm, but the effects here are lesser, with several Bardbarians typically needing to work together to display the full power of a work where soundcraft simply requires one.
Propcraft is the art of manufacturing objects infused with the power of the arts, whether that be paintings that change as the object of their focus changes, instruments that resonate with the powers of the arts, beastly Totems that ward off wild animals, or masks that allow one to truly display the character they are supposed to be in a play. it is the most Permanent of the arts, with even a poorly made prop lasting months, and true masterworks lasting decades, or even centuries if they are well maintained, but in turn they are the most subtle, where Soundcraft can invoke true flames, and Storycraft can convince one that they are on fire- Propcraft can only provide slight warmth which could be mistaken for illusion. of note, Propcraft is a solitary art, where the Bardbarian craftsman who works upon a prop, will find no extra strength from working with others- and may even have his creations weakened if there is competition in the styles of those working alongside him.
[carving, painting, calligraphy, sculpting, tattoo art, etc- are all valid methods of expressing propcraft, the main point is that something artistic is actually physically made]
Yes 2 : Qwitzikottle, Flesh Conch of Screaming
No 0 :
The Flesh Conch of Screaming give some excited screeches and buzzes violently.
Pass the Conch a Transformation Act.
"Spend this benevolently. From the perspective of our yet hypothetical mortals."
The Flesh Conch of Screaming wobbles uncertainly, autophaging absentmindedly as it considers this most honourable request from one of the divine, the most tasty things to exist.
"HUNGRYEATPHAGYhoWAboUTthiSEMPTYVOIDFILL!"Taking the Transformation delicately between several screeching tentacles of solid Noise, the Flesh Conch of Screaming then suddenly squeezes too tightly causing it to pop like an overripe fig in one violent motion, strands of potential scattering everywhere. The Flesh Conch of Screaming desperately chases after them, drooling hungrily, but its divine attention seems to wake something in them, and they scuttle around and skitter away, desperately taking on the appearance of their surroundings to hide from the ravenous mollusc.
The Flesh Conch of Screaming uses Transformation to create the Moulders within the Starving Feast, Garden of Souls and Gibeele's plane.Name: Moulders
Affiliation (list all applicable gods, primary first): Bodily Expression
Class: Outsiders
Traits:
+ Fleshshaping: The moulders are experts of painlessly and pleasantly shaping the bodies of flesh creatures into beautiful, stylish and fully functional forms that might be completely unrecognizable to how they were before, adding limbs, removing limbs, changing colours, modifying senses, adapting their patients to a specific environment, giving them gills, and doing just about anything else that does not significantly increase their patients' combat abilities. Though decreasing combat ability is technically possibly, fleshshaping is generally a long and slow process that cannot be used directly in combat. Sadly, they can only use this on creatures of flesh, bone or other animal materials. It does not work on creatures made of stone, paperwork, light or other non-flesh materials, but they can convert the material of willing creatures into flesh in a painless process.
+ Docters: As a result of the massive amounts of biological knowledge they are born with, and easily and instinctively acquire continuously throughout their lives, to be able to easily use their flesh-shaping, in combination with their fleshshaping abilties, the Moulders also make excellent docters. Able to heal most ailments, diseases, poisons, wounds and disabilities, both congenital and acquired, being generally just useful to have around for medical problems.
- Pacifists: The Moulders are lovers, not fighters, and will run away if threatened, possibly desummoning themselves if applicable.
Description: The Moulders are often multi-armed spindly looking creatures, somewhat like giant stylish spiders made of skin, but this can vary as they use their fleshshaping on themselves to stay fashionable. They can easily be summoned by any mortal seeking to change their bodystyle, with a simple ritual of humming for ten minutes while burning a transformnot fruit into ash. The Moulders are quite personable and friendly, and tend to offer their services relatively cheaply, possibly asking for a year's service from the patient(under an employment contract) or a large pile of clothes or a few dozen termin hearts or a unfilled grave's worth of maximum corn or other things of similar value.
Moulders reproduce by copying their accumulated biological knowledge into a physical shape, and then merging it with the copied dataset of another moulder, which then weaves itself together into a cocoon that will eventually hatch into hundreds of tiny moulderlings. Hatching times are variable, anywhere from weeks to decades, and the inheritance of biological knowledge is somewhat lossy, requiring independent study from the new spawn to make up for.
A clockman appears from one side, offering the Faceless Prince some papers before leaving.
The Faceless Prince flips through the pages...
Mh hmn. Hmn. What does that... ah.
...before the sheets twist into a few ivory embellishments to the Prince's attire.
My apologies, C'Thun, for the earlier accusation.
Conch, understand that attempting to do harm to Polis and its denizens/contents will be responded to with contrary force. You at least appear to be born of a Trade Act; how about you express your desires with requests rather than simply endeavoring to acquire them by force.
The Flesh Conch of Screaming screeches indistinctly in vague discontent, various mindbending geometries of flesh undulating unhappily
"ORGEGORGEGORGECHEWSWALLOWyOUaCquIREyourdESIREsthROUGHFORCE
sowhYsHOUldn'TIdotHEsAMeHYPOCRITEHYPOCRITEHYPOCRITEonlywHENpeOPLEaCTagainSTwhAT
YOUWantdOyoUrEsORTtoWORDSWORDSWORDSEATSWORDEATSWORDEATSWORDS-"The Flesh Conch of Screaming seems to momentarily struggle with itself a bit as various bits of itself transform into sharp bone swords with which it is repeatedly stabbed before noisily crunching them into splinters as they are caught in the clamps of various hungry teeth.
"iAMnotDoingTHETHINGsYouarEthrEAtenIngMeNoTtoDOWhYDoyOuThinKiam
DoingthOSEthinGSAreYouspYiNGSPYINGSPYINGoNmEThaT'snoTvErYniceataLl
aNdyOUrSpIesArEBADWRONGLYINGNAUGHTYBADBADBADBADBAD!"
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Topic: Panopticotheon IC: Turn 8 [10/10] (Read 23873 times)