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Name:  Mimik (Me-meek)

Age: Timeless.
Height: 6' 5"
Pronouns: He/They

Relationship: None
Friends: 

-Wander
-Pidge

Pet:

-Beep


Personality: Kind but serious. They can tend to come across as distant and uncaring, but in reality their interactions with people mean a lot to them. They try not to show it, but cruel words can affect them deeply. Because of this they try to keep a cool and taciturn mood about them whenever they are in the presence of others. 


's:  Mushrooms || Beep || Soaking in a hot bath || Reading quietly || Watching flames flicker || The color blue || Edgy death and bones aesthetic. || The feeling of flour. Its very soft. ||  Small cute animals. ||
's:  Hot temperatures || high humidity || Being touched, especially by strangers. || The smell of smoke. || Evil/cruel persons.||

Items:  Mimik typically only carries with him what he needs for the day. However, he can occasionally be seen carrying a bundle of blue or white mushrooms. It is thought that he either uses these for food, potions, or magical purposes. His most favored species to cultivate is known as the Sparo mushroom. When ingested raw, the mushrooms lull the consumer into a calm and peaceful sleep, wherein they will see comforting visions of their friends, family, and general life. (Worry not though, in all his uses of these mushrooms, he would never give them to a person without their prior knowledge and consent.) The properties of the mushrooms, and the effect they have changes depending on how they are prepared. If cooked plainly with a pinch of salt and butter, they have no effect and are simply a savory addition to any meal.

About:   In his daily life, Mimik spends his time making and selling various potions and magical and alchemical supplies. He is very well known for his ability to harvest and grow the Sparo Mushroom. A rare and hard to raise luminescent blue mushroom that has many good uses in potion making. His knowledge of fungi and their uses is vast but not unsurpassed. He in no way considers himself to be the best at what he does and will eagerly listen to the knowledge passed on by others, even though he is one of a select few able to cultivate Sparo. 

  Though he has his own reasons for doing business with them, Mimik's best paying, most recurring, and most private customers are the Assassins of the NightCairne. He often sells to them a hefty supply of hard to come by ingredients that are needed to make potent poisons, but in return he asks that he, and any mention of his business with the guild, be kept secret. He will sell ready made poisons as well as their ingredients to members of the NightCairne,and though they are a band of assassins, they adhere to a strict code, part of which allows them to honor this business arrangement between Mimik and the guild without betrayal. Thus, they are able to buy and create their own poisons in exchange for his ingredients at a lower cost than normal buyers would have. Mimik has only ever seen two NightCairne members in person. The first one being Pidge, and the second being the leader of the NightCairne himself, though Mimik does not know his name or true appearance as he was heavily shrouded at the time. 

 
Extras:
- Mimik only speaks in a lyrical and old fashioned gothic pattern. Though what  they say does not have to rhyme, his words will always be indirect and circuitous. (Ex: Rather than saying "I'm gonna kill you." They would say "This is not your grave, but you are welcome in it." )

-Their fur probably smells like potting soil. Not super intensely, but just a faint bit from working the earth daily to keep their plants growing. 

-Very soft. Very warm. 

-When meeting with a member of the NightsCairne, there is a code phrase that is passed between Mimik and the guild member. It goes as follows: 

  *Guild member: Do you fear the empty dark?

  *Mimik: No, for I am not alone. 

once the question has been answered correctly and no one else is around to hear, the two will then begin to conduct business. Only members of the guild, and a few outsiders who work closely with them know this password, so wherever it is heard it is certain that someone from the guild is somewhere nearby. 

-When they were younger, one of Mimiks closest and dearest childhood friends was forcefully involved in a crime, and then killed by a cruel and heartless thief. They now sell their poisons to the Nightcairne in the hopes that their works will be the death of many cruel persons across the country. And they hope that their poison finds its way to the throat of the very same thief that stole their friend away from them. 



Quotes:


SCARY
-  This is not your grave, but you are welcome in it.
-  Time offers no forgiveness to those who came before. Nor those who come after.
-  Leave this place, or it will be your tomb!
-  The shared fate of past and present is one of a doomed existence.
-  Do not be afraid of the timeless void. It is life everlasting.
-  You've wandered into a maw of crooked teeth and jagged fangs.

ANGER
-  Lies for the weak! Beacons for the deluded!
-  Come, we owe him a casket.
-  A waste of both breath and time, I care not to listen.
-  Friend of my enemy why have you come? I offer no forgiveness of the sins he passed on.
-  Decay wipes away the past. Death steals away the future!
-  Flesh, and skin, and bone. Things so easily broken!
-  A den of lies, a crown of thorns. A web to ensnare the flesh of the living.
-  Unreasonable truths and unreliable words. Accounts by which I won't abide. 

SADNESS

-  Heavy is the weight of penitence upon my shoulders.
-  It is silent here. If no words are said, we might be forgotten.
-  What is it I hear? Just an echo of the past..
-  Why were we created? Just to die? ..Just to die?
-  Your words were not your own. You were the tool of a broken and feeble mind.
-  These are cracks not so easily mended.
-  Time flows on. Forever, and always.. (If only we too could flow with it.)
-  Perhaps the current shall wash away my transgressions.
-  Is there a light for the lost, for the meek?

INDIFFERENCE
-  Advice, when most needed, is least heeded.
-  The day drags on, the hours, the minutes. I exist within, the inescapable frame.
-  The cold chill of frigid winds sting not the bones of death.
-  Meager conflicts unresolved, questions left unanswered. Corpses do not shift or turn for their forgotten cancers. (Something happened and I don't care/it doesn't matter)

JOY/CAMARADERIE/RELIEF
-  The days are long, and the hardships too. But I bless the days that are spent with you.
-  We were at odds, but now at evens.  Foe turned friend. Comrades from heathens.
-  Today the wind sings and I am here to listen. (It is a good day)
-  A corpse not so used to the sunlight welcomes once more the dark, but these chilled bones have waited far too long for this warmth.
- An outcome, unexpected, but welcomed.
-  I am your shield. I am your sword.
- Breathe easy. Clarity has found us./The day is calm.

CONFUSION
-  Unorganized and out of place. This path winds through the dark. Even with light there's not a trace, of how we're to embark.
-  Where is the truth that lies here sleeping? Is there one to be found?
-  I listen yet cannot hear, what is on your tongue. Speak again more carefully. Bring clearness from your lung.
-  Patiently I listen now, yet cannot derive. Any sense among your thoughts, is clarity deprived.
-  We are caught off guard! Off balance!

-  Onward we are rowing, but where we are going? Theres no earthly sense of knowing.



FEAR/WARY
-  Those who came before knew what they wrought. Do not mistake their intent.
-  Beware of he with leaves of three, and colors red and yellow.
-  Throughout all of time I have listened, but now there is no sound. I wonder what cruel fate befell the man who came around.
-  A Canary's death is problematic, so to is the flames'. Now water rises to the attic, is there any escape?
-  We seek freedom. Shelter from this panic. The future foretells of something tragic.
-  From this fate we wish to hide or find a way to turn the tide.
-  Not a single speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing.



COMMON QUESTIONS

-  I'll exchange with you, for a fee, my intimate knowledge of alchemy.
-  An unnamed man is often lost to the annals of time. If you share yours with me, then with you I'll share mine.
- Who is it that breathes my air and stands within my sight?
-  A creature from the dark, does it have a name?
-  I speak of corpse and flesh, bone and blood and gore, but it is not what I hunger for.
-  Bellies empty let loose rumbling cries for a sustenance that somewhere lies.
-  Crystaline, pure, and all around. In life, in earth, in us its bound. But now that its needed it can't be found!
-  My wares are plenty enough for you. Please come by. Have a look through.
-  After one, the other speaks. Hello there friend, my name's Mimik. 




Theme:

- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qOV7ScLR1j4&list=PL9349666407FD48C2&index=99

- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRNiV4eG4vE&index=101&list=PL9349666407FD48C2

- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMjpTqBksc0

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Acquired through: Purchase $200.