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Scene 11. The Sugar Plum Fairy {Daimon of the Sweet and Unending Dream}
Designed by prince-corvidae and Vespernova art by Alkemistry.
Race: Daimon [Elder]
The dream of protecting the flock of the lost, nurturing the desolate and needful in a garden of unending bounty.
This elder daimon once commanded the power of worlds. With their gifts of command over all nature's beauty, they shaped from the dust of a desolate pearl a garden kingdom of all possible delights. Bountiful fruits, gleaming castles and shimmering, warm skies abounded as they shaped their dream -- a sanctuary for those left without a home at the hands of the dark entity, the Mirrored God. And soon enough, people of all species, creeds, and backgrounds populated their kingdom, and all were cared for with anything they needed provided. Each was equal among the faerie court, where they each served to oversee the wellbeing of the kingdom. But soon enough, darkness crept its way within the glittering walls. Envious of their faerie queen's power, a covetous court member tipped off the Mirrored God's forces to the aether-rich domain, originally just wanting to gain a glimmer of power in exchange for spilling a secret or two. But this single act would lead to an army of voidals spilling forth from a gash in the shimmering sky -- and soon enough the domain was lost, its people shattered. Almost everyone was lost to the void, becoming husk-like minions known as the Shardless -- and in their absolute grief, the Sugar Plum Fairy nearly let themselves be devoured too. But their most faithful courtier, a Gladiatori who once lost everything and was taken in by the Fairy at death's door, could not bear witness to her end -- and the two managed to barely escape with their lives. Unsure where to go, they managed to hear about a showing of the early performance of the troupe during its shaky first year. It had heart and passion, but needed a spark of magic and whimsy. So the Fairy found a new passion and delved into their daimonic soul to find her lost power -- hoping to recreate in the Cirque what they had lost. And so they dream of a haven for all the misfortunate souls of the aether -- this time guarded by the mysterious energies of the Cirque's drifting isle.
