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shipwright, the.
The Hours is an original verse built on the back of an original mythos. Mostly, it's about an eldritch-y monster-ish group of Gods (or God-like beings) known as Hours, who exist somewhere behind this plane in a place called The Sprawl. There are 28 of them; 24 representing one hour of each day, and four "lost" Hours. Each Hour has a Hand, who acts in some way like their High Priest, or General of their army, and connects them to the modern world. These Hands are given powers, called "aspects"; they relate in some way to their Hour's domain or area of rule.
Each Hour was a human being once. They aren't anymore. The rules of magical ascension are easy: A human being, if somehow they can glimpse behind the veil and not be driven into insanity, can become an apprentice to a Hand. Only by killing that Hand can they leave their apprenticeship behind. Likewise, only through great struggle, research, and magic can a Hand become an Hour. Basically: to promote yourself up a power-level, magical murder is afoot.
This is made harder by the fact Hours have no strong weaknesses, seeing as they are basically Gods, and as the name suggests, are unkillable. Hands, however, can be killed, but with great effort.
In this universe — aka, the modern world as we know it — there exist small sects of worship of each of the Hours. (Think Atlantis, lost history, Greco-Roman mysteries, etc.) Most of it is just academic, but some of it is very, very real, and through study or worship, the greatest of all miracles can occur: magic.
There also exists a secret order named "The Arcani". They are Hourkillers. Over the years, they have managed to injure Hours, but not kill them.
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Linden is an apprentice to the Shipwright, who is sometimes also known as The Scarred Widow or The Cartographer of Scars. Among devotees to the Hours, Linden is rare in that he does not consider them to be the focal point of his loyalty. Rather, the Shipwright accepts him -- and he, in turn, pledges his life to her -- to repay a debt. There is a woman out in the world with raven hair, and when her time comes, she will never die. Linden will never see her again. But it was worth it, he tells himself: it was worth it, to know she's safe.
Curly-haired and always a little underdressed, Linden wears a lot of layers, as if he just stepped off an arctic barge. He always smells faintly like seaspray and clean, ocean air. Thanks to the Shipwright, Linden can invoke aspects to be resistant to extreme heat and extreme cold. He is also capable of advanced psychometry (of both objects and people) through touch.
Each Hour was a human being once. They aren't anymore. The rules of magical ascension are easy: A human being, if somehow they can glimpse behind the veil and not be driven into insanity, can become an apprentice to a Hand. Only by killing that Hand can they leave their apprenticeship behind. Likewise, only through great struggle, research, and magic can a Hand become an Hour. Basically: to promote yourself up a power-level, magical murder is afoot.
This is made harder by the fact Hours have no strong weaknesses, seeing as they are basically Gods, and as the name suggests, are unkillable. Hands, however, can be killed, but with great effort.
In this universe — aka, the modern world as we know it — there exist small sects of worship of each of the Hours. (Think Atlantis, lost history, Greco-Roman mysteries, etc.) Most of it is just academic, but some of it is very, very real, and through study or worship, the greatest of all miracles can occur: magic.
There also exists a secret order named "The Arcani". They are Hourkillers. Over the years, they have managed to injure Hours, but not kill them.
Linden is an apprentice to the Shipwright, who is sometimes also known as The Scarred Widow or The Cartographer of Scars. Among devotees to the Hours, Linden is rare in that he does not consider them to be the focal point of his loyalty. Rather, the Shipwright accepts him -- and he, in turn, pledges his life to her -- to repay a debt. There is a woman out in the world with raven hair, and when her time comes, she will never die. Linden will never see her again. But it was worth it, he tells himself: it was worth it, to know she's safe.
Curly-haired and always a little underdressed, Linden wears a lot of layers, as if he just stepped off an arctic barge. He always smells faintly like seaspray and clean, ocean air. Thanks to the Shipwright, Linden can invoke aspects to be resistant to extreme heat and extreme cold. He is also capable of advanced psychometry (of both objects and people) through touch.