Cerulean (Imperial Blue #20278F)

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Scoriborn, Sign of the Dangerous

Phemos was the bearer of vision trifold before his blinding. It allowed him to control the minds and bodies of others as well as inject his own emotions into their psyches. It was a powerful gift that helped him not only protect himself but also served as a trait that made him feel useful to the church. Phemos credits his quick rise to head altar server to this ability, though that isn't entirely truthful. It gave him a greater purpose, as guilty as controlling others made him feel. He never felt right about using his ability and often had to be coaxed or coerced into doing so. His ability also expresses itself in more subtle ways, such as Phemos being more sensitive to or hyper-aware of emotional changes in other people and being more empthetic than others. His power involuntarily manifested most commonly when he felt particularly stressed or otherwise angry. One incident–a petty argument between him and Tratos that spiraled out of control–ended with him accidentally controlling half the now angry parish and forcing them to share his feelings of rage.

Following his blinding, instead of the cerulean blue his vision trifold usually manifested as it now appears as the same crimson his eye is.

The church follows the age-old tradition of having only boys and young men serve at the altar. Phemos, despite being one of the youngest, is head altar server. Altar servers are first and foremost assistants to the clergymen. They attend to a multitude of supporting tasks at the altar; such as carrying the incense and censer, presenting the bread and wine to the priest during preparation of the gifts, assisting the priest when he receives the gifts, and assisting in the washing of hands by the priest. They must also memorize the Mass and commit themselves to a regular schedule of service. As head altar server, he is also personally tasked with keeping the other servers in line, much to their dismay. Phemos is often the one to shoulder many of their responsibilities as well as his own and does so with little outward complaint, although he doesn't like it. Many of them aren't very fond of him, as he is constantly nitpicking and correcting their work. Their behavior is relfected on him and he is at fault for any sort of poor performance during Mass or sermon. He is used to this however, and knows when he must step in and smooth out any rough edges during the Divine Liturgy.

Much like Tratos, Phemos was groomed for this position. While it was not from birth, he was prepared for it from a young age. The previous priest made it very clear what Phemos's role was supposed to be in the church: serving Tratos.

Mothdad/baba (by younger Phemos) was a large Polyphemus moth. He was grumpy old thing, with a hard outer shell and serious disposition. He adorned large eye markings on his wings that were meant to imitate larger, more intimidating lusii and used them to protect Phemos and their hive. Despite his larger size, he was always fearful of other lusii, always aware and always on guard to the point of paranoia. He wanted the best for Phemos, for them to survive well into adulthood. In his mind, the only way to secure this was to keep Phemos just as afraid as he was of the outside world and often exaggerated the dangers and tragedies that would befall him if he were to leave. This, coupled with the fear-fueled outbursts directed at Phemos whenever he showed too much curiousity about the outside were enough to stir in him an agoraphobia. Mothdad had passed very early in Phemos's life, when he was just barely four sweeps (around eight years) old, for reasons that are still unknown to him now.

Land of Worship and Storm

LOWAS was a dark, troubled planet with horribly unpredictable weather and horribly misguided consorts. The consorts, a species of red frilled-neck lizards, worshipped a statue that they believed caused the disastrous weather. They worship the false icon out of fear of the storms becoming too much to bear and flooding the tunnels they call homes. They regularly give gifts and offerings to the statue to appease it. Phemos’s task is to smack some sense into them and make their decisions for them. He has to convince them that no, a rock with a face can't control the weather and you really should be working towards weather resistant buildings and dams.

Once he does, then he can go on to fully explore more of the mostly-flooded planet and find his denizen. The denizen of LOWAS, Eris, expects a strife to earn his questbed and ascension.

Page of Rage; One who Invites Exploitation of Rage or one who Invites Exploitation through Rage

Pages are the passive counterpart of the Exploitation class, with their active half being the Knights. They start off with an express deficit in their aspects that they tend to cope with by overcompensating. Pages are among the weakest throughout the majority of their session, but upon fulfilling their godly role and reaching a state of emotional maturity, their power becomes almost unmatchable. Pages tend to be easily led around by others and taken advantage of, often ones to be manipulated. They rarely make decisions for themselves and have the tendency to be insecure in some way. They struggle with indpendence, being independent and putting themselves first. Rage is the aspect of unpredictability, defiance and falsity, limitation–an unmovable object–and of course, anger. It’s opposite is hope. Rage players tend to be very stubborn and steeped in their conviction that they are in fact right. However, they are not the types to double down on false ideas if presented with the truth and nothing but the truth if it differs from their own. They may also be fiercely passionate in their beliefs and righteous, with a strong sense of morality and a deep hatred of being lied to. A Page of Rage’s role is a passive one, allowing anger to work as their weapon and equipping their allies with rage. They would have the ability to exploit rage and arm themselves with the pure destructive forces of rage.