#closedskel

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the priestess~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Dark Elf ( Udadrow ) OCCUPATION. UTP

Into the world of the bright your Matron sent you, your Mother’s most loyal daughter, and her prized possession. Not given, but taken, you were demanded as tribute to the wealth of power that the triumvirate had gathered. A priestess to serve at the hand of the Devout, raised up high to bring a new honour to your name; liberated from the confines of a lower house, Lloth saw you, she saw your ambition, and she saw your fealty. The Court of Drow, the hand of the Triumvirate, this is your reward but your hunger knows no end. That family you left would wither and rot on the vine, the people that reared you would be ground to dust as those more dedicated than they climbed over them. Small matters, inconsequential, you were chosen for a reason. Nails break against the ground, a serpentine flail hisses at your side, through the dark the Weaver talks, and you bend your ear to listen.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#darkelfskel #the priestess #closedskel #takenskel

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Dionaeia

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP FACECLAIM SUGGESTIONS: (must be asian, hispanic, or native american) Davika Hoorne, Cara Gee, Lucy Liu, Tanaya Beatty, Adria Arjona, Jessica Henwick, Amber Midthunder, Diane Guerrero, Priscilla Quintana, Jessica Matten, Anna Lambe, and Jamie Chung.

History

First daughter of Eden, like the others, Dionaeia was created by the artisan Prometheus. Given life by Titania and Ulthar, blessed by The First Dionaeia, was declared an archdruid and tasked with the protection of Eden. Guardian of the Two Trees: Laurelin and Telperion. Like her siblings, Dionaeia was born basked in the light of these trees and would someday serve as a vessel for The First when they entered Uthenera. Of her siblings, Dionaeia was the most suited for conflict. Precognitive, Dionaeia could foresee events a few moments before they occurred, enough to react, enough to save. It was this power of foresight that kept her a cut ahead of her compatriots. The elements came to her, creation in the palm of Dionaeia’s hand as she conjured lightning and fire at her fingertips, invoked the earth itself or summoned tidal waves from the very air. In those early days Dionaeia’s discontent was always clear, she saw the garden of Eden for what it was, a paradise that was not the utopian realm that the Gods spoke of. This garden was not for them, but for others. 

At the rebellion of angels, the archdruids were tasked with the protection of humanity. The Two Trees destroyed, their light forever lost, Dionaeia remained a stalwart protector - one who took to the task of destruction with both ease and aptitude. Hunter of dracaenae, feller of serpents, Dionaeia’s reputation was a formidable one. The First faded and Dionaeia waited, waited for the day when Oztalun would come for her but it never arrived. It was said that wherever Oztalun traveled, a storm would follow, to this end she came to hate the rain and the thunder. Nettelia’s corruption led Octavian and Dionaeia to do the unthinkable, the necronomicon was forged from countless druids, supernatural lives bled onto its pages. Even with the chimera destroyed the book was not so easily dismembered, instead the archdruids’ resigned to seal it away where it would not be found, where it could not be misused. The siblings never spoke of the events that transpired that day, instead Dionaeia waited for the inevitable call of Oztalun and quietly began to look forward to it: the reprieve from her endless cycle of life and death. She came to resent her duty and the vows she’d made, held contempt for the races of humanity that Dionaeia was sworn to protect. Octavian was next to fall and somewhere within the world Aren slumbered still, Dionaeia walked the earth alone, unaccompanied by the siblings who’d fallen away one by one, all the more resolute to her fate. Oztalun did not come, but The Eye did, found her at the turn of the twentieth century and imprisoned her deep within the shifting sands of a desert. A facility buried beneath the earth where they poked and prodded with each leap in advancement, when Dionaeia freed herself, she looked upon the suffering of mortals and turned away.

Connections

Octavian: Elder brother, Octavian and Dionaeia were once forced to kill their sister Nettelia together. Octavian would later fall to this same corruption while Dionaeia’s soul slumbered.

Nettelia: Younger sister and author of the Necronomicon, Nettelia’s actions forced Dionaeia to cut her down, while the chimera was killed, Dionaeia has always known that Nettelia’s soul lived on in the necronomicon.

Aren: Eldest brother, while Aren’s soul slumbered, he missed the corruption of their siblings, it fell to Dionaeia to tell him of Nettelia but she was captured before she ever told him of Octavian. 

Eve: Captured by The Eye, Eve could have destroyed Dionaeia but instead she kept the archdruid alive, furthering The Eye’s understanding of druidic powers and their limitations.

Abilities

Extrasensory: A sixth sense that allows them to acquire information by means independent of any of their known senses or previous experience.

Elemental: Ability to create the elements out of nothing, including electricity.

Archdruid: As an archdruid, Dionaeia has the ability to turn into any animal that matches her born traits. An archdruid only has to look at a creature for a short while before understanding their habits.

Immortal: As a druid, Dionaeia will always reincarnate after she dies. Her lifespan lasts for up to five-centuries before she will inevitably begin to fade.

Weaknesses

Mortality: While durable, Dionaeia’s body is still mortal and she can be killed by mortal means. However, as an archdruid she will reincarnate a short while later.

Binding: Several witches, druids or fey can bind her soul in place if killed.

Animal Binding: Several witches, druids, or fey can bind her to an animal form if banded together.

Lycanthropy: As an archdruid, Dionaeia cannot be turned into a lycan, their bite however is poisonous to her and would prevent her from using her magic until recovered.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#aspectskel #dionaeia #closedaspect #closedskel

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Pluto

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him or He/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Of all the Outer Gods, Nyarlathotep was the most feared, it was said that where he went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare. This creature was Pluto’s father. Divine sovereign of a realm beyond even the stretch of Hyperborea, hidden from the prying eyes of Elysia, Rhylkos was the result of a land fallen to consumption. Decay that eroded the foundation beneath it, war torn and chaotic, Pluto and his siblings fled through the Otherworld to escape the clutches of their father. With Titania’s blessing, they settled within the mortal realm sometime after the fall of Eden. Creatures of unknown form and shape, when Pluto entered the mortal realm alongside his siblings he was suddenly possessed by an insatiable thirst. Divinity flowed through the veins of mortals, however faint, breathed to life by the magic of Queen Titania and Ulthar. It was this that Pluto craved most of all, from the moment blood touched his tongue, he was forever changed. He took the form of the first man that he bit into, teeth breaking skin as the original vampire was truly born. Whatever name he’d carried in his youth fell away, traded for titles and epithets that the mortals settled upon his and his siblings' shoulders. Sometimes Hades, sometimes Osiris, the Romans called him Pluto and that was the last name that he kept. 

While his siblings contested for how to best fit into the mortal realm, Pluto only desired peace and solitude. He was among the first to retreat after the monarchy of vampires was established, the magisterium who would tend to his bloodline and keep the grief from his heart. Millennia of rule had made the original vampire grow tired, despair and the knowledge that someday this realm would suffer the same fate as so many others. To the Otherworld he wandered and it was there that he met the dark specter of the true Goddess of Death. A queen whose crown had been stolen from her, Tiamat to some, Persephone to others, but she would always be Kore to him. Through the realm that ran in between she led him to the place where she’d fallen, to a field of flowers that had the power of pharmakis, within the grove stood a lone tree that bore a single fruit. A pomegranate possessed what remained of the goddess’ soul, a hidden Uthenera that was doomed to fade. Pluto brought the seeds to his tongue and he swallowed, he carried with him what remained of death until he could find a vessel strong enough to hold her. Future queen of the dead, of the vampires, and he would be the king that would shepherd their kind into a new age.

Connections

Lilith: With Persephone’s soul in his chest, Pluto slipped into the Asphodel meadows, undetected, and led Lilith by the hands as he shepherded her from her prison. 

Pythia: A word whispered in the shell of a few ears, Pluto carried Pythia’s first invocation into the hearts of they who would form their first pact - liberating the greater demon from their cage. 

Nettelia: Pluto watched, unseen, as Nettelia stripped flesh into pages - the fractured soul inside of him whispering to her Persephone’s secrets while she toiled over the bodies of so many. 

Abilities

Immortal: Undying and will heal regeneratively, Pluto will never age as a result. 

Hidden: Able to turn completely undetectable, Pluto can hide his presence from all methods of detection, even from that of his own bloodline. 

Vampiric: Unbeatable strength, speed and reflexes.

Pluto: Can transform into swarms of birds, vermin, and insects, as well as control them with his mind. 

Weaknesses

Vessel: However durable, Pluto, like all original vampires possesses a body in order to hold a physical presence in the mortal realm. If destroyed, he will need to find another host. 

Otherworldly: If pierced through the heart by a stake made from a tree grown in the Otherworld, Pluto will immediately petrify and turn to stone until the stake is removed.

Pomegranates: Pluto is incapable of harming reapers or any followers of Persephone. 

Invitation: As a vampire Pluto must ask permission to enter anyone’s place of residence.

Blood: Pluto must feed in order to live, if he does not then he will slowly starve and turn feral, if he still does not feed then he will desiccate just like any other vampire before petrifying.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#pluto #aspectskel #I babygirled him and I won't apologize for making sure everyone knows that hades was a simp first and a vampire second #closedskel #closedaspect

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GALATEA

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 2500+ & UTP SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Skin that was once carved from ivory, and a life that was meant to be set in stone. Galatea was not born, but created. She was carved by the King and master sculptor, Pygmalion of the island of Cyprus. It was said that Pygmalion's sculptors were so realistic that the eyes would seem to follow a person around whenever they entered the room. After his late wife left him to take up Venus’ dark gift, Pygmalion became obsessed. He resented the hetaerae and the priestess of Aphrodite who venerated the original vampire and poured everything into his work. Locked away within his shop for hours on end, the people of the island began to whisper that a madness had set in, though as Pygmalion toiled he produced countless works that stood head and shoulders above any other. A man of mortal means but seemingly supernatural talent, the pinnacle of his great work came from the statue that he would name, Galatea. Beautiful beyond compare, Pygmalion fell in love with the statue and paid the Goddess of the crossroads, Hekate, in fair tribute to bring the statue to life. 

Imbued with a life force that was drawn from the aether, Galatea’s marbled exterior cracked away to reveal the exquisitely carved woman within. A Queen for Cyprus, and a wife for Pygmalion. She would be her husband’s muse though she did not have the freedom of the women of her island, her life was in the workshop and in the palace. Strictly forbidden from entertaining anything further she watched the world unfolding from outside her window and quietly daydreamed of what it meant to truly be human. Galatea did not age, but in the years that followed her creation she learned that she could give birth. Her daughter, Paphos, became her reason for being. Her reason for living, but she too was a royal prisoner in a gilded cage. While Paphos was still young, Galatea looked out at the waves and devised a plan, one day she took off running and as Pygmalion chased her into the sea. Galatea wrapped her shape around him and dragged him down to the dark depths, she had murdered her husband and King, she could not return, but her daughter became Queen of Paphos and in the stories that persisted she lived a long, beautiful mortal life. Paphos married for love and died knowing what her mother had done for her. Galatea did not age, but she persisted just the same, never changing, but ever-growing as she continued to ask the question: what did it truly mean to be human?

Connections

Trivia: Mother

Phobos, Deimos, Keket, and Remus: Phobos and Deimos were the first spirits given life by Trivia, Keket the first woman resurrected, and Remus was the first terror. Galatea was the first statue brought to life by the original witch.

Amphitrite: To Amphitrite's watery domain Galatea sank Pygmalion, Amphitrite kept the King and returned the statue to the shore.

Abilities

Stone: Galatea has super strength and her physical abilities are beyond monstrous as a result.

Solid: No blade can pierce her.

Immunity: Destruction and alteration magic have no effect on her.

Sentience: Galatea can temporarily imbue statues with life, while they do not have consciousness of their own they act like extensions of her will.

Weaknesses

Earthen: Despite being carved initially from ivory, Galatea must eat, sleep, and carry out other basic human functions.

Magic: A coven or elves of three or more can bind her in place for a time being, returning her to that of a statue until she awakens again.

Body: While Galatea has never been pierced and may or may not have blood, her body is an extension of Trivia. If confined she can be channelled by practitioners of blood magic.

THIS SKELETON BELONGS TO AMY

#galatea #closedskel #closedaspect #aspectskel

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the runaway~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Seraphim ( Blessed ) OCCUPATION. UTP

You were loyal. The most high. You served at your divine Father’s right hand for thousands of years, content with the divine realm when Eden fell you stayed within and all but turned your gaze from it. His glory was perfect, your siblings the pinnacle of His creation, and when he turned his gluttonous eye towards you the world suddenly felt cold. Ulthar’s greedy hands grappled at the throats of the only family you’d ever known, he gorged himself on their grace and consumed the home itself. You were a meal he’d saved for last, his favourite child, his loyal devotee, but as your siblings took up arms in their defence, you did what any sensible person would do: you turned, and you ran. You ran as the house burned behind you, as the pearly gates dissolved and Ulthar departed entirely. You ran to the first home you came to know, to the mortal realm and the few remnants of family that remained today.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#closedskel #takenskel #the runaway #closedseraphim #takenseraphim

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the breaker~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Human ( Darkfriend ) OCCUPATION. UTP

You weren’t born into this life but destiny didn’t care what you wanted, you lost everything when you were still just a kid. Too young to know what had happened, and much too small to do anything about it. A family of hunters found you, they looked into the crime and knew that there was a hatred in you that was never going to die. You weren’t raised to be a weapon, but they gave you the choice and after everything it was a no brainer. Generations of journals and a history of weaponry, it was all at your fingertips now and you used everything to your advantage to hunt down and kill the things that had torn your life apart. Broken and beaten, you won but it was a pyrrhic victory that was going to cost you your life. Instead of death you met another, a dark promise, and a debt that you’d spend the rest of your mortal years paying. Stay the hunter, stay the killer, stay the breaker and death would never be able to take you.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#humanskel #the breaker #closedskel

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The Assistant~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Ancient & UTP SPECIES. Human ;) AFFILIATION. The House of Bianchi OCCUPATION. Marzia Bianchi’s Personal Assistant

Eternity is a long time when you’re serving an Eldritch God. Human in every sense of the word, except that you’re older than dirt. Puppet? Meatsuit? There’s no word for what you are, but you’ve been making Marzia’s appointments for as long as you can remember. You and the Mayor have been all over the history books, yet somehow no one ever seems to remember you. Oil paintings? Photos? Mona Lisa? More like Marzia Bianchi. Keeping up with the times is easier than everyone says it is, social media is a breeze - it’s definitely easier than that time Marzia had you go apple picking for one of the fallen. Everyone remembers Nero, but people don’t realize how hard it was when the Mayor told you to find a lyre that he liked. Talk about being particular. Split atoms? Marzia calls that the Bianchi method, you’ve been telling her for years that it really took off. Hey Vice, do the thing. Hey Vice, what’s that movie I like? Hey Vice, can you get me a reservation for that restaurant on that street? Maybe it’s time for a vacation. Or, at the very least, a raise.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#humanskel #closedskel #the assistant #closedhuman

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The Wild~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ & UTP SPECIES. Druid AFFILIATION. Octavian’s Acolyte OCCUPATION. UTP

Wolves hunted to survive, but wild dogs learned cruelty from humans and did it for sport. A broken home and a broken system, from one to the next you were a child but they treated you like a loathsome creature. A burden that they’d try to shake. Rome ended up your home but you were always a stranger in your own skin, Octavian took one look at you and grinned: feral and wild, you were his ideal. A home in a dusty pyramid, comrades in the form of people whose stories were all similar to your own. He wanted an army and that’s what he would get, dogmatic and cruel and ruthlessly ambitious. Loyalty was never your trait, but for the archdruid you fell to your knees. Strength to stand on your own, power to grind between your teeth. All bark and all bite, Octavian’s wild dog. A cackling hyena devouring flesh and bones alike.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#the wild #closedskel #closeddruid #druidskel

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Thanatos

NAME/ALIASES. Anubis, Mors, Letum, Inpu, Anoup,  AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him or He/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

The Duat. The Underworld. To the ancients the realm of the dead was reserved for the Old Gods and their undying vessels. To them, it was Álfheimr, the land of the dark elves. Birthed to hold the scales of the divine, to hold respectable order in the name of the Graeae. Thanatos was a spiteful God, one who resented the defilement of the Great Old Ones and the Elder Gods who evaded death with their slumbering Uthenera. It was Thanatos who would discern the worth of their actions, whether they were deserving of rest, or if they were to return to the cosmos, to be reconsecrated in another essence. Wars of Gods and deities saw the safeguards of vessels take place, ancient elves turned to farms, gardens of fruit for the Great Old Ones and Elder Gods to sample to keep their eternal conflict in place. Thanatos wardened over death, while his twin brother Hypnos determined the length of Uthenera, the period of time in which a God was fated to recover before their power was permitted to return. Removed from conflict, balance was all that Thanatos cared for, celestial equity that would decree that in due time all things were fated to end so that another beginning might start anew. Even the infinity of the ancient elves was finite, Hyperborea fell, and Eden was crafted, bathed under the light of the Two Trees, it was said that wherever Thanatos treaded no light would follow, and so he was forbidden from stepping foot within the garden. Death held at bay, he watched from outside the pearly gates as the rebellion of angels inevitably swept over the garden of the Gods. 

Divine children came into fruition, the avariel that would go by Hermes and later Mercury among them. A planeswalker who could go where even Gods could not, his nature was more useful as a messenger than that of a vessel. He brazenly threaded through the dark of Álfheimr, pushed Thanatos into Elysium, Elysia, the Isle of the Blessed, and through the mortal realm. Mortals, as it happened, were something of a fixation of the chthonic dark elf, their lives were short and finite, but they were the punishment for the Gods’ hubris, and that was perhaps why the divine toyed with them as often as they did. Allowed monsters and demons to flourish so that more of their demigods could be born. The trio of Tiamat, Ayi’ig, and Pythia invoked a dark and ancient power, created from the seed of inception that put into the hands of mortals an unnatural magic. Defilement of the natural order, the necronomicon, like any living creature, is also fated to die. Gods of old have begun to awaken, Cronus from his eternal prison has been released, and yet another war is waking. An end will come, perhaps the last. Greedy for those he has seized, Thanatos with his iron heart is resolved to not let those he holds go: reincarnation is to be broken, the seraphim are to meet their end, and the Gods, too, will greet his brother for the final time. 

Connections

Hypnos: Brothers born in Álfheimr, divine creatures raised on ambrosia, caretakers of the dead Gods and those slumbering in Uthenera. From Nyx, Thanatos and Hypnos were both born, and someday will return. 

Níðhöggr: Once companions of Álfheimr,  Níðhöggr betrayed his sacred oath and was cast into the shadow realm beneath the roots of the world tree where he would fly above the shore of corpses. 

Trivia: Creator of abominations, Trivia’s family burned because of Tisiphone and her sisters: Trivia’s magic defies a natural order as she has repeatedly plucked people from the domain of the dead.

Abilities

Immortal: Undying, as a dark elf Thanatos is immune to the passage of time, he will never get sick, grow old, or truly die.

Death: Aware when a person is fated to die, and if he chooses he can reverse or expedite the process.

Álfheimr: Able to manipulate the realm of the dark elves and slumbering gods, to this end he’s able to use this magic to cast spells.

Psychopomp: knows everything happening within the afterlife at any given time and is able to travel between them at will.

Weaknesses

Divine: Incapable of telling a lie.  

Wrought: Iron will burn him, it’s one of the few metals capable of piercing his skin.

Godly: If Thanatos’ body is destroyed he will need to find one to possess.

Elven: A seraph blade through the heart will kill him, sending him into Uthenera.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#aspectskel #closedskel #thanatos #closedaspect

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Circe

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Born in Elysia, fed ambrosia, her divine father returned from the war for the mortal realm and sat upon an obsidian throne. In his hall of the darkest stone he was the only source of light, the only focus that mattered. Circe was an attentive child, in those early days of her youth she would crouch and kneel as close to Helios’ throne as she would dare, if only for the hope that some of his magnetism and power might rub off on her in some way. In her youth she accompanied her father for a judgment that would befall the would-be titan, tortured and punished by the Erinyes until even the furies grew tired, Circe learned then that even the divine could be flawed. In Elysia, Circe turned to her siblings who were all possessed of an unnatural power, magic the Greeks called pharmakis. Pasiphaë and Aeëtes followed Queen Yidhra to the mortal realm, losing a portion of their divinity in the process, while Circe and Perses remained in Elysia. It was there that Perses revealed the flower he’d found in the place where the titan’s blood had spilled; he used it to transform a hateful God into a wyrm, stripping them of their divinity forever. In an outrage, Perses was destroyed, but the essence of that power fled elsewhere, far into the distant reaches of the Otherworld. Circe was exiled, and to the mortal realm she returned, only to find it had changed vastly from the first time she had visited it.

The rebellion of angels long ended, Circe fell in love with a mortal man who dreamt of becoming a God, they were fast companions and quick lovers after that. She wanted to distill in him divinity, so Circe once more found some of that forbidden flower and used it to transfigure the man into a light elf like her. Immediately after, he left her for the nymph Scylla. In a rage Circe bound the blood of an old god to her divine cousin and transformed her into a monster. Ulthar’s soldiers saw her imprisoned for her crimes, bound to an island that she used her sorcery to hide from mortal eyes. Sorceress and witch, she turned to the magic that flowed freely through her veins: powerful and strong. An exile and prisoner in her own form of paradise, she lifted the veil long enough to allow choice travelers or to lure anyone who dared upon her throne. Those few Gods who’d found their way from the divine to her shores were mostly treated unkindly and learned to avoid her: save, perhaps for Hermes who brought her gossip from Elysia and the other realms. A loom constructed by Vulcan himself, a stave imbued with the magic of that very flower that destroyed her brother and saw her exiled. Rumors of Pasiphaë’s exploits one Crete found Circe as she came to help deliver a screaming baby eladrin into the world, news also of her brother’s dominion over Colchis found her as her niece, Medea accompanied Jason and his argonauts. Wise Odysseus and his foolish men, whom she kept by her side for a decade before sending them on their way. Ancient and powerful, Circe grew bored of the passing years as one filtered away through the next. One by one the seraphim became fewer and fewer, the centuries turned and Circe began to see her opportunity, there was little that the Gods feared but death: a true death, and change.

Connections

Melpomene/Mneme: In Elysia the two grew up together, Melpomene and Mneme the elders, they three were both born of divine fathers. 

Tisiphone: Punisher of Prometheus, in Circe’s infancy she watched Tisiphone and her sisters enact Prometheus’ divine punishment. 

Trivia: Sisters in magic, Perses destroyed lifeforce muddled with Otherworldly forces and came to Trivia, gifting the mortal woman with magic and ascending her to divinity. To this end, a familial bond exists between them. 

Abilities

Circae: Skilled botanist of all flora across all realms, those who mix tinctures say a wordless prayer to her in the act. Circe has a supernatural knowledge of all plants and their applications.

Transformation: Gifted with a stave of transformation from Vulcan, Circe is capable of using it to transform anyone and anything into an animal of her choosing.

Immortal: Fed the food of the Gods from birth, Circe is ageless and immortal. While she will never get sick and she will never grow old.

Elysian: able to manipulate the realm of the waking Gods, to this end she is able to use this power to cast spells.

Weaknesses

Divine: Incapable of telling a lie.  

Wrought: Iron will burn her, it’s one of the few metals capable of piercing her skin.

Exiled: Locked out of Uthenera, if her body is destroyed she will fade away.

Godly: A seraph blade through the heart will kill her.  

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#closedskel #aspectskel #closedaspect #circe

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Artemis

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Fallen in the battle between the Elder Gods and the Great Old Ones, a struggle that would come to be known as the Titanomachy, Artemis and her brother Apollo died side by side and were later resurrected after their Uthenera in the divine realm of Elysia high above Hyperborea. She awoke shortly before her brother in the vessel of a former light elf, her divine power overflowed in her mother’s arms as she immediately took to aiding in the usherance of Apollo. Artemis returned to the battle to fight alongside her divine father, Ulthar, together they pushed back the forces of the Great Old Ones, the Titans that had ruled the earth for an immemorial period of time. In Eden Artemis came to be known as a protector of women, companion of Eve and nymphs alike, alongside Epimetheus and Oztalun, Artemis took to the beasts of the world - often preferring them to the company of the divine race of humanity that dwelt under the light of the Two Trees. While the great majority of the divine either fell into Uthenera, or retreated to Elysia to dwell upon Mount Olympus, Artemis and her brother opted to stay and live among the archdruids, the avariel, and the varied specters of humanity that permeated the garden of the Gods. They knew first hand the value of these vessels, and the necessity in keeping watch over them so they’d remain viable, Hyperborea had fallen in the absence of the Gods, the realm of humanity was the last of their gardens. 

Fated to fall, Apollo was given a prophecy from The Gray Sisters of Elysia that Eden would not last. The Two Trees would burn, but hope would bloom in the hearts of humanity. Apollo relayed this to Artemis, so as Artemis fought for the Blessed in the rebellion of angels, it was they who’d come to watch over the divinity of antiquity. Artemis took to protecting the women and young girls, shepherding the demigods that were born to Elysium when she came across them to ensure their protection. Shielded from her view, Artemis’ missive would be to make sure that the longevity of her family was preserved, she took to heroes and devotees, inspired those that she believed were deserving towards battle and punished those who were not. Sister of nymphs, lover of only the divine, Artemis was as elusive as she was capricious. To some Artemis came as the Valkyrie, eventually finding even some mortals deserving of Elysium, Valhalla, or whatever version of paradise their Gods had divined to keep them. However, this boon was granted only rarely as Artemis only chose those that she thought exemplified the traits that she herself had come to value. The incursion of the drow within the Otherworld ultimately awoke a long dormant enemy, her family is awakening from their Uthenera, and the presence of the demigods has been opened to her. Artemis will see her family restored to power, and her divine ancestor laid to rest once more. 

Connections

Apollo: Carefree Apollo and dutiful Artemis, despite their clear opposition in dispositions the two are loyal to one another above all else.

Nettelia & Dionaeia: Once mentor to the female archdruids, Artemis and the two sisters spent many days in training with one another. 

Eve: Companions, when Eden fell, Artemis vehemently protected Adam’s bride, it is her intention to possess Eve if her current body is ever destroyed. 

Lilith: Fast friends in the garden, Artemis would have chosen Lilith as her next vessel had the first woman not escaped. 

Octavian & Aren: Useless men. 

Abilities

Immortal: Possessing the body of a demigod, Artemis is ageless and endless. Even if someone manages to destroy her form, she will pass on into Uthenera until her spirit returns to take another vessel.

Projection: Able to send her consciousness across the astral plane, those who’ve suddenly found strength amidst the field of battle have often, in some way, been possessed by her spirit.

Artemisian: The bravest and the strongest are chosen from the field of battle, the worthy are shepherded to Elysium, Valhalla, or whatever divine realm denotes their interests.

Mastery: Inherent and masterful knowledge of all weaponry, Artemis merely needs to hold it in her hands to take on the skills, techniques, and practices of all who’ve wielded that form of weapon before her.

Weaknesses

Divine: Incapable of telling a lie.  

Wrought: Iron will burn her, it’s one of the few metals capable of piercing her skin.

Vessel: If Artemis’ body is destroyed she will need to possess another.  

Elven: A seraph blade through the heart will kill her, sending her into Uthenera.  

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY ClOSED.

#artemis #aspectskel #closedskel #closedaspect

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Lucretia

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 2000+ & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Because Lucretia had pursued a world of study that the Etruscans did not approve of, she was outcasted from her society. Lucretia’s family turned their gaze from her, her lover dismissed her as a monstrosity, her friends turned their backs to her and only then did she realize she was well and truly alone. They told Lucretia that her interests were unnatural, that someday she’d pay the price, but she never fell to corruption. She never lost her mind. From one incarnation to the other she was never understood, her fingers scratched on door frames that sat fixed in place. Outcast to the fringes of society, she lingered in places where she hoped to never be seen. They found her anyway. Flames licked across her skin as the people screamed in ignorance, witch, they called her, as if they had any inclination to her true power. She swore that she would get revenge, if not in this life, then in the next, or the one after. Those who made Lucreita into an outcast would pay, and the humans who jeered at her torment would never know peace. Bent bones and old secrets, she found things in the world that ran in between that should have stayed buried. Time would heal all wounds, but when she looked at her skin it felt raw and pink, twice burned and forever scorned.

Blood of The First ran down the tarmac of Lucretia’s tongue as she dipped her head towards the Elder God’s defeated body, the golden blood of the dragon transformed her from chimera and necromancer to something that differed from chimera or archdruid. Divine in the sense that it was stolen, taken and cradled in the palm of Lucretia’s hands. Necromantic power flowed through her veins as she ascended into something more than what anyone had ever thought she would become. Where once they scorned her as flames licked at her skin, roared in outrage at the discovery of her profanity, their jeers would turn to screams, their hatred would turn to ashes in their mouth as Lucretia unfurled her wings. Age would no longer touch her, the cycle of reincarnation was a burden that no longer weighed upon Lucretia’s shoulders. She’d escaped death, escaped fate itself, all that remained was the sort of power that other druids might only have dreamt of. On even ground with an archdruid, perhaps even stronger. A chimera still, but perfected and draconic, a return of an old, forgotten power. The First, defiled. 

Connections

Octavian: Father who burned her, Octavian discovered that Lucretia had started to transform into a chimera, so to make an example of her he burned her at the stake. 

Nettelia: Creator of the Necronomicon and first chimera, from Nettelia Lucretia drew a lot of inspiration for eventually transforming herself. 

Pythia: Mentor in the dark arts, The Pythia taught Lucretia everything that she knows about necromancy and guided her in Lucretia’s defilement of The First.

Abilities

Draconic: A perfect chimera, Lucretia drank the blood of the first and gained the power to transform into a dragon. While shifted, Lucretia can release concussive blasts of compressed air or mimic the effects of a harpy’s scream.

Immortal: Undying, as a perfect chimera Lucretia will no longer age and is not limited by the five-hundred year life cycle of other druids.

Blooded: While unable to bestow a druid blessing onto someone, Lucretia is able to revoke it and absorb a druid’s power for herself.

Air: Master of the power of air magic, Lucretia has the ability to manipulate weather patterns within a several mile radius.

Weaknesses

Mortality: While durable, Lucretia’s body is still mortal and she can be killed by mortal means. However, her status as a perfect chimera will ensure that she is reincarnated shortly after. 

Defilement: As someone who drank the blood of a God, Lucretia will forever be targeted by emissaries of the divine.

Binding: Several witches, druids or fey can bind her soul if killed.

Animal Binding: Several witches, druids, or fey can bind her dragon form if banded together.

Lycanthropy: As a perfect chimera, Lucretia cannot be turned into a lycan, their bite however is poisonous to her and would prevent her from using her magic until recovered.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#closedaspect #aspectskel #closedskel #lucretia #the burned

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the mercurian~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 3,000+ & UTP SPECIES. Demigod ( Avariel ) ABILITIES. Planeswalking + 1 Secondary Ability OCCUPATION. UTP

The divine trickster was your first nickname, and while it suited you for a while, there were others to be gathered, like little trinkets from the gods, honored badges to wear upon your chest. Wings at your ankles and on your back, your ability manifested into one of great importance that spurned the very thing you were born to be. A vessel of the gods wouldn’t suit you; not when your abilities allowed you to transport yourself across the different planes of existence. Throughout the realms you would go, closest to Thanatos, the god of peaceful death that roamed the Álfheimr. You became the shepherd of souls, a divine herald, Mercury – all pseudonyms that were befitting one of your kind. When Prometheus rebelled, you tried to avoid the conflict altogether, until one day, you could not. While you would lead the gods to their vessels, create pathways or help guide them, you grew weary like the other avariel. Even the god of peaceful death was hinting at the end, and you led the gods in Uthenera in circles, unable to reach their vessels. You got away with it for a time, until Ulthar caught on to your games and designated one of the furies to carry out a swift punishment. Out of the three sisters, it was Megaera who found you first. Ripping one of your wings from your back, she left the other as a painful reminder of what you once had. Retreating into Elysia, you left the world of mortals behind, continuing your messenger duties between the worlds, until eventually – you never left Álfheimr. Thanatos would need your company, and at his side, you stayed.

this skeleton is currently closed.

#closedskel #demigodskel #the mercurian

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Nettelia

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

First daughter of Eden, like the others, Nettelia was crafted by the artisan Prometheus and given life by Titania and Ulthar. Chosen by The First to safeguard the people of Eden and the Two Trees: Laurelin and Telperion, Nettelia and her siblings grew up eating the ambrosia fruits harvested from the trees and lived to protect the perfect realm that they had been born into. Beautiful and unchanging, Nettelia studied the creatures that Epimetheus crafted and memorized their shapes, marveled as Oztalun gave them life and lavished under the gold and silver light that cascaded from the Two Trees. In this age sickness and disease never touched Eden, the people were blessed with a true immortality that had been shepherded from the realm of the Gods. Seeded by the Gods themselves before their departure from the realm, it was Nettelia’s sacred duty to see to it that this paradise went unprovoked. Humanity and the offspring that would later be called demigods were born with a cursed fate, but Prometheus held a secret that he gifted to Nettelia first: the man behind the curtain who bore a terrible secret. The truth of the Gods was nestled in the truth of their immortality, to Uthenera they slumbered when their bodies were destroyed and their magic retreated, but only immortal hosts could contain their souls upon their return. Eden was a garden, but not for humanity. Prometheus brought free will to Eden, with Nettelia as his accomplice as he stole from Ulthar himself. Punished before the days of Lucifer’s rebellion, Nettelia would have followed had the most beautiful of the seraphim not refused to kneel. 

Eden burned and the Two Trees were destroyed, in the cruel sweep of fire mortality was brought to the race of humanity. Grief defined the archdruid, but she was possessed also by a far greater purpose, she bore the truth of the Gods and their intentions for the race of mortality. Watched as the Inferno was crafted by Oztalun and understood that the demons that crawled forth were also unfit, but their divine children when strengthened with the lines of fey would prove enough. It was in the aftermath of Eden’s pillage that Nettelia unearthed some truth to her abilities, that her power of transference could do more than mend a wing or help a plant recover, but she could heal and rend curses. The whispers came and those she confided in wouldn’t hear her, Nettelia, the grief-ridden sister who ranted at the injustice of the Gods, who turned those that she thought were possessed of the sort of righteousness that wouldn’t allow them to falter. More and more her dreams haunted her, in them she saw visions of a binding, of a transference, of sacrifices too great to number. She’s seen so many die before, fallen wings and monstrous cries of anguish and pain. This was her solution, her salvation and means to an end: her answer came in the binding of the necronomicon, to its blood hewn pages that were born from the lives of countless supernaturals. Nettelia had enough time to break Prometheus’ chains, then her siblings came for her, learned the truth of what she’d done, and slayed the chimera that she had become. 

Connections

Aren: Of her three siblings, Aren slumbered while she was killed after her descent. He remains the only one who did not see her at her worst, and for that she is grateful. 

Apollo: Companion of Eden, Nettelia got her first lessons in the healing arts from the God. While Gods are fickle, Apollo at least has always been upfront about his nature. 

Pythia: Her grief manipulated, Pythia used Nettelia’s anguish and hatred for the Gods against her - twisted her thoughts towards blood magic and aided Tiamat in instructing Nettelia on how to craft the necronomicon. 

Abilities

Author: as the creator of the necronomicon, Nettelia is immune to necromantic spells and manipulations. 

Immortal: as a druid, Nettelia will always reincarnate after she dies. Her lifespan lasts for up to five-centuries before she will inevitably begin to fade. However, her connection to the necronomicon will see to it that she is resurrected shortly after her destruction so long as the book remains. 

Archdruid: as an archdruid, Nettelia’s ability to turn into the chimera was destroyed, but she has retained her ability to shift into animals. An archdruid only has to look at a creature for a short while before understanding their habits. 

Transference: an elevated power of transference allows Nettelia to move magic and souls from one location to another. To this end she is able to heal any injury, illness, or curse.

Weaknesses

Mortality: While durable, Nettelia’s body is still mortal and she can be killed by mortal means. 

Binding: Several witches, druids or fey can bind her to the necronomicon if killed.

Animal Binding: Several witches, druids, or fey can bind her to an animal form if banded together. 

Lycanthropy: As an archdruid, Nettelia cannot be turned into a lycan, their bite however is poisonous to her and would prevent her from using her magic until recovered.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#closedskel #closedaspect #nettelia #aspectskel

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Apollo

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him or He/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP

History

Fallen in the battle between the Elder Gods and the Great Old Ones, a struggle that would come to be known as the Titanomachy, Apollo and his sister died side by side and were later resurrected after their Uthenera in the divine realm of Elysia high above Hyperborea. He awoke shortly after his sister in the vessel of a former light elf, his sister, Artemis, aided their mother in ushering him into this form moments after her own reincarnation. Apollo returned to the battle to fight alongside his divine father, Ulthar, together they pushed back the forces of the Great Old Ones, the Titans that had ruled the earth for an immemorial period of time. In Eden, Apollo came to be known as a protector of warriors, companion of Adam and nymphs alike, alongside Prometheus, the eladrins, and the avariel, Apollo took to the creations of the garden with zeal. Known for his obsessive nature, Apollo developed a fondness for storytelling and prophecy, he’d bless those that he’d become affectionate towards and in one such occurrence the Graeae spoke through them of the inevitable fall of Eden, and the Two Trees that bathed the garden in immortal light. While the great majority of the divine either fell into Uthenera, or retreated to Elysia to dwell upon Mount Olympus, Apollo and his sister opted to stay and live among the archdruids, the avariel, and the varied specters of humanity that permeated the doomed garden of the Gods. While Artemis was invested in protecting the fruit of Eden, Apollo was more interested in seeing how the events would unfold and how he might influence them to his own benefit. 

As the Graeae had foretold, the garden fell and Apollo emerged from the ashes of the seraphim’s rebellion unscathed. Artemis was obsessed with finding those that she found most worthy of Elysium, shepherding demigods to safety while Apollo’s interests lay elsewhere. Mortals were inherently fascinating creatures, however short-lived. He had many lovers, tales of his exploits would be passed down from the Greeks to the Romans and permeated into modern civilization. Patron of the Oracle at Delphi, his followers were among the most influential in the ancient world, captivated by an heir of Sparta, Apollo’s lover met a tragic end but demigods were not so easily destroyed. He tied the demigod’s soul to the mortal realm, even as Apollo shepherded him to the fields of Elysium where he’d live eternally. An observer, time and time again Apollo has returned to the mortal realm to aid or hinder the efforts of others depending on his mood, Artemis’ insistence on being present for the rise of their divine ancestor has led him back to the old stomping grounds - if only to see firsthand how the events might unfold.

Connections

Artemis: Sibling deities, Artemis was always seen as the protector of women and young girls while Apollo was the protector of men and young boys. While their motivations have always been at odds their loyalty to one another has never waivered. 

Nettelia: Companion of Eden, Apollo taught the beginnings of the lessons she’d later take on in the healing arts. His patron long after the fall of Eden.

Pythia: Vanquisher of Python, Apollo alongside his sister Artemis bested Pythia in the rebellion of angels and looked on as Oztalun cast the fallen seraphim into the Inferno. 

Abilities

Immortal: possessing the body of a demigod, Apollo is ageless and endless. Even if someone manages to destroy his form, he will pass on into Uthenera until his spirit returns to take another vessel. 

Vitality: both the healer and the plague, Apollo is able to both imbue people with any sickness that he can imagine, and reverse it. 

Oracular: able to bestow the ability to see the future on others, can manipulate the host to provide an oracle for him when needed. 

Meter: with a few lines of rhyme, Apollo is able to curse an intended target who listens to the length of it.

Weaknesses

Divine: Incapable of telling a lie.  

Wrought: Iron will burn him, it’s one of the few metals capable of piercing his skin.

Vessel: If Apollo’s body is destroyed he will need to possess another.  

Elven: A seraph blade through the heart will kill him, sending him into Uthenera.  

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY CLOSED.

#aspectskel #closedskel #closedaspect #apollo

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the lover ~

NAME. UTP. AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+. SPECIES. Eladrin SEASON. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP.

Love is an open door, some would say. You were safe in the faerie realm, but you never felt like it was meant to be your home forever. Time was always passing, but as an eladrin, it seemed like there was still a lifetime to be experienced. The human world had pushed the fey out; you knew the stories all too well. But that didn’t stop you from exploring it. The Otherworld was good and well, and you knew Titania had built it to protect you and your kind, but you wanted to experience a new life for yourself. The human world was new and always developing, and you wanted to be part of every moment. While the faerie realm was your home, you created a new one for yourself. Love was something you hadn’t experienced before, but you found it in the embrace of a human. They were your greatest love, and all thoughts of the Court you left behind went out the window. And when you had children, the desire to be with them outweighed all allegiance to the faerie realm left within you. They were your life now, and you left it all behind to be with your children and watch them grow, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to return. But time passes too quickly for humans, and as you watched your little family grow old and wither away to the sands of time, you mourned. Your family tree had expanded, but the human world was not kind to halfbloods. You have tried your best to not become jaded, but in a world so filled with hate, and no home to return to, love seems almost trivial.

this skeleton is currently closed.

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