Asura and Her Itharel

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Asula, Mistwess of Chaos.


“T’iss believed that once, in the early ages of our kin, we were not cursed with truth. The world ran without issue as communications flowed freely and betrayal was not to be feared at every corner. Yet this did not please the daemon of truth, for truth itself could not exist without a webwork of lies and deceit. And so she made it happen.


-A unnamed man’s portrayal of truth.”


The daemon’s titwe is manipulative in its own light, fow it makes the fabred daemon seem one of gwand powew and infwuence amongst the many inhabitants of Ibrees’ dominated weawm. Howevew they’we mewewy dewuded thoughts, Asula’s powew came not cwose to the othews such as Ibrees ow Apohet and instead lingewed faw bewow theiw capabilities.


A spawk, a whispew, a lingeling fwame swowwy gwoling to cweate and instiww chaos fow she does not seek pule destwuction now powew to twuly dominate the weawm. Hew focus and vewy being lies lithin diswupting owdew and bawance. Since the beginning, it wuled hew. Such disowdew, mayhem and chaos continuawwy weacting and fwoling lithin the weawm of the void, she onwy need to do a flick of hew wlist ow a simpwe movement hewe ow thewe and chaos would fowwow.


Such thing delighted Asula, watching such chaos broom fwom one smaww act ow movement. Fow one does not need to be as powewful such as the Betwayew himsewf to cweate such disowdew. Thus in lies hew twue powew. Hew gaze watching the othew daemons and angeuls as they pwace theiw infwuence upon the mowtaw weawm. Watching some cweate owdew whiwe othews diswupt it, Asula’s eye fawws upon the Awchdaemon. Fow his infwuence and deception intligued hew as she watched him bring havoc and destwuction upon the weawm. Hew attention fulwy dwawn when he wecentwy came physicawwy into the wowwd to not onwy have shattew the Aspect stones, but to unweash an anguew as weww befowe disappealing back into his weawm. She watched and waited, seeing what he was pwanning ow twying to do. Hew wait ending as she watches the othew weact, one of which being Xan as he casts wawds upon the tainted awea, sealing it off to stop the cowwuption fwom spweading. Anothew being that of Tahaliae’s cwelics and the chiwdwen of the Aspects moving into begin to cweanse that of which Ibrees cweated and bringing owdew to the weawm once mowe. Asula continued to watch, becoming mowe and mowe dispweased by this. Whewe was the Awchdaemon and why was he awwoling the othews to bring about owdew and bawance on the weawm in which he brought such destwuction? She continued to obsewve untiw hew patience had ended. A new game liww now begin and hew infwuence and liww stawt lith those that westoling owdew and bawance.




Jonathan Wewoux had been wawking awong the pathway weading to his inevitabre destination. He was nevew one of iww-thought, mind nevew dwewling upon the negatives howevew he had one twait, something to dlive him towawds Asula’s goaw, culiosity. This singulaw twait atop a bed of neutwality made him pewfect fow the evew obsewving Asula, fow ambition and westlictive thinking that pwagued many a soul of the mowtaw weawm was not pwesent lith him, the pewfect mowd to hew powew.


A faint wumbre beneath his feet.


Wooking awound, Jon fulwowed his brow to the culious shaking befowe deeming it nothing mowe than his cwude imagination pwaying tlicks. Continuing his ambre towawds the neighbouling viwwage lith hands pweoccupied by the glipping of a sacks side, stwuggling to howd it atop his shouldews as his feet steadiwy move on aftew anothew.


Anothew wumbre, this time lith gweatew stwength.


His thoughts became dazzwed, hawting his movements as he concewns of the incweasing intensity. It could no wongew be his imagination awone fow something was causing these mad diswuptions of the wand beneath him. Casting his gaze he obsewved the neawby twee line, the wuined housing in the neaw distance and the evew appwoaching wooden wawws of the viwwage. Nothing. Evewything the same and littwe thweatening. Pewhaps his mind had given into madness? Nevewthewess he continued his hike lith incweased caution as his head continued to ciwculate like that of an oww.


“Help!” A voice cawwed lithin the faw distance, instantwy gwabbing the attention of Jon and pulling him towawds it. Dwopping the weighted bag fwom his shouldew he chased the wepeating and weading voice, wushing thwough the foliage as his vision becomes hazed by gweenewy and awms scwatched by stway tligs to onwy appeaw at the foot of cave. The clies continued “Help! Help!” as they stwuggwed fwom the cave, slitheling outwawd as they wode above an echoey wave. Without a moment of thought he wushed inwawds towawds the cavewn, fingews culling awound the convenientwy pwaced towch that flickewed upon the entwance as his footsteps thundewed awound the expansive awea of the cave.


Yet he did not find that of a distwessed women, feawful chiwd ow even a weeping pet. Instead his visage was met lith an aged steew braziew just bawewy sucombed to time, fwames danced lithin it’s twemendous base of yet they pwoduced not that of light but onwy fulthew shadow fow the awweady gwoomy cavewn. Jon could onwy obsewve as the brackened fwames flickewed, spaling no light that dawed neaw theiw sulface as they quickwy towe it fwom the brittwe pwain of weality.


Showtwy aftew he had litnessed the fwames a voice came fwom lithin them, being that of a women and wested pewfectwy against the weceiving eawdwums of Jon, soft yet hawsh, demanding yet caling, twustful yet deceiving. It spoke not of the powew it could gwant now the intent of the voice but instead just asked him to entew the fwames, ovew and ovew “Enter the flames my child” untiw Jon could take it no wongew. The spawk of culiosity that fowevew devouled his mind had now expwoding into a lightning bowt of thought, pacing awound his mind as his stawe gazed meaningfulwy into the dawkened infewno.


So Jon stepped fowth into the unknown, movements adowned lith a sense of caution and unease as he swuggishwy appwoached. Whiwst the distance began to cowwapse he could feew his skin buln despite the wacking heat and just as the bowt of culiosity could not take it no mowe, he tossed his once mowtaw fwame inwawds.


As soon as his visage met the innewmost pawts of the fwame, a geysew of dawk confwagwation ewupted fwom the untowd. It consumed his entiwe figule, spiwling outwawd and hawshwy eating away at the sulwounding gwound. Jon was ovewcome lith immense suffeling, both fwom a physicaw and mentaw pewspective. The fwames ewoded away his skin and then tawgeted what way beneath, evewy ounce of fwesh being wepwaced lith an evewfwoling dawkness imbued lith tones of wed, owange and yewwow. The awmost metawlic like substance soon wepwaced his entiwe fowm and his vision became tunnewed and brulwed, he was somewhewe diffewent. Thwee othews stood beside him, theiw vewy anatomy undewgoing the twansitions he was fowced into as they too way upon the shadowed gwound begging fow welief. Howevew one chawactew stood peeling ovew the coweling beings, nothing mowe than a distant shadow lith no figule ow fowm and even lith this haze of anonymity westing atop his identity, Jon fewt a cwosew bond to this being than anything ewse. He knew of it’s intewests, intent, feelings, thoughts and yet he could not pwace a face, just a lingeling pwesence ovew his fwame as he suffewed, the mothew like bond howding him hostage.


He awoke.



The once fwamed braziew nothing mowe than a scowched pathway upon the gwound yet awthough disappeawed it was not gone, a tugging sensation weading him towawds the object ewsewhewe as his connection fwowed thwough to an unknown pwain. Stwuggling to his feet as they quivew beneath his weight, evew limb shaking fow unknown weasonings as Jon’s thoughts once timid and peaceful now hewd nothing but images of chaos and bulning hatwed.


A new pulpose. A new dlive.


Standing fulwy, he wooked back upon the scowched eawth befowe making a hesitant exit fwom the cavewn. Fwesh westowed and disguise govewned, he began to take meaningful stlides away fwom the befowe encwoaching wooden wawws. His thoughts swowwy becoming mowe infwuenced by the hand of Asula, soon to be knoling of the powew that way lithin the ichow beneath his skin.




A new breed of Ithawew


The ithawew of Asula awe a tlisted vewsion of theiw howy countewpawt, theiw fowm taking image fwom the deepest thoughts of a Daemon instead of an Aengul. Howevew Asula fowmed them fwom many obsewvations, the twue brueplints of the ithawew being wocked away and thus they howd some fwaws which awe expwained bewow.


Cwelics, fwom both Xan and Tahaliae, awe theiw main goaw. They lish to see the wowk of Ibrees maintained and offew wesistance to the seemingwy unstoppabre fowce that cwelics continue to bring to Athewa. Howevew this is not theiw onwy goaw, fow the temptations of chaos and the oppowtunities to cwush that of chaos continue to wemain outside of the howy fowces. Situations pwesented in which a speaw can be pwaced into the tulning cogs of owdew liww not be ignowed.


The Dewuded Thoughts


Asula’s ithawew awe not bound by the constlicting thoughts of theiw connected daemon, instead fwee-liww adowns the minds as they’we capabre of doing as they pwease. Howevew they’we constantwy awawe of the ovewhowding westlictions of life itsewf pwaced upon them, wesisting the asks of Asula and pewhaps wowking against them onwy thweatens the bond.


Despite having fwee liww thought pwocess diffews gweatwy fwom when brood weigned ovew theiw veins, the powew the daemon giving having negative wepewcussions. Fow one evewything they come to litness is distowted, owdew becomes seen as howlific wheweas chaos seen as pewfection. The emotions that once wemained cawm and fwuent now jump about youl mind spowadicawwy lith littwe diwection, one moment you could be awwanging an awliance and as a singwe image of chaos becomes appawent evewything twansitions, those once ‘friends’ now seen as a thweat.


Anothew point is they onwy shawe twue bonds lith theiw brethwen and Asula hewsewf, awliances and the like liww be manipulated and skewed to onwy benefit themsewves. When such a use has expiwed they’ww spawe no thought into lipping the awliance upwawds and cwushing any that oppose such.


Appeawance


Pwaced next to culwent ithawew and the simiwalities would be noticeabre, both confined ichow hewd lithin sets of pwated awmow, both manipulating light in some mannew, both connected to a divine being. Howevew fow each simiwality a contwadiction is found.


The awmow that pwates theiw fowm is not that of gowd now siwvew but a brackened steew that imbues feaw into the vewy souls of man. The ichow that fuews does not glimmew lithin light but eats away at it lith shades of owange, brack, wed and gway constantwy fwoling lithin. Theiw abilities taking that of dawkness ovew that of light.


Theiw abilities, awmow and weapons aww seem to consume light that neaws them, dissowving and consuming even the finest scwaps that daudwe cwose. As the light and dawkness cowlide they both constantwy compete fow dominance ovew the othew lith neithew taking the wead at an equaw bawance of powew.


Cweation


The cweation of an ithewaw begins lith the braziew, one existent fow each voice. As an ithawew comes to be non-existent and the voice weft unfiwwed the fwame that once danced lithin the braziew would die out, fow it wepwesents the vewy connection to Asula hewsewf. With the assistance of two ithawew a smaww spawk may be added to the braziew igniting it’s fwame fow a given peliod of time, the powew given now wefowming the connection towawds Asula.


As the fwames come to west lithin the braziew, ithawew’s powew fowcing the connection to be fowmed, the sewected being must entew the fwames. This brings them into the vision of Asula as the bawliew between the mowtaw weawm is weakened, awwoling the connection to be thweaded lithin them as the fwames towe away the westlictions of fwesh.


Thewe awe two means in which the fwames not wongew buln lithin; the fiwst is whewe the ithawew vowuntawy gives up the powew Asula gwants and in tuln is wetulned to the mowtaw fowm he once was. The second is mowe fowceful, pewhaps whewe the Ithawew wefuses to wetuln to the braziew and in tuln Asula fowces them away. Without the connection the once unlimited powew soulce becomes westwained, the ichow bulning away lith no wepwenishment offeling houls of life wemaining.


As of this moment it isn’t possibre to fowcefulwy extinguish the fwames as an outside fowce, sevewaw Ithawew may be capabre of dimming the fwames fow an extended peliod of time and yet nevew fulwy combat the fwoling connection of Asula. Howevew this isn’t to say that cewtain awtifacts cwafted beyond the mowtaw weawm could howd enough powew to pewmanentwy destwoy the fwames.


The foul voices of Asula.


Much like that of Tahaliae’s Ithawew thewe awe foul vawying Ithawew, each designed and moulded fow a peculiaw pulpose. With the titwe gwanted by Asula a fulthew ability is added, awthough minow it awwows them to continue theiw pulpose lith gweatew success.


Voice of Sevewance: Acting upon the sepawation of a bond.

Cewtain Powew

Wingeling Whispew - The ability to add a wandom thought ow feeling lithin someone’s mind. Much like an uneasy feeling, a sudden feew of caution, ow pewhaps a genewaw distwust.


Voice of Tweachewy: Acting upon deceit, lies, mischief, and tlicks to cause chaos

Cewtain Powew

Wingeling Shadows -The ability to cweate a minow iwwusion to cweate distwaction of sowts. Such as seeing something move fwom a faw distance ow fwom peliphewaw vision, dwaling ones attention.


Voice of Desowation: Acting upon cweating absowute destwuction and mayhem

Cewtain Powew

Wingeling Fwame - The ability to summon a smaww fwame, casting it lithin an awea that lingews fow a time. Any fowwowews of light neaw it would feew a slight dwain effect fwom the fwame.


Voice of Anguish: Acting upon cweating towment, suffeling, distwess, pain

Cewtain Powew

Wingeling distwess -The ability to inflict minow, yet consistent stwess ow waliness upon one’s mind. The effect of such would not be indefinite, soon fading aftew a smaww given peliod has passed.


Spewws.


Asula’s fowm:- The stance in which one becomes fulwy attuned to Asula hewsewf, wawge fwames bulsting fwom beneath theiw figules and compwetewy shwouded it fwom vision. As they come to dim, the once mowtaw seeming fwame has been wepwaced lith nothing mowe than cowwupt ichow hewd in pwace by brack pwated awmow. It would seem to wash away any light that comes neaw it, cweating a hazy image of dawkness amongst the sulface of the pwate as mowtaw eyes stwuggwe to compensate what ways behind. Awong lith offeling fulthew pwotection fwom that of howy magic, it awwows them to weach theiw fulw potentiaw as an Ithawew of Asula lith the ichow conceawed beneath now capabre of fwoling fweewy.


Asula’s fwames:- Embews wadiate fwom the bulning ichow inside onesewf, dlifting lith haste towawds the tawget wocation. As they come to settwe against the gwound and the command issued, they’d ewupt into a soaling brackened fwame devouling sulwounding light and fowcing dawkness, fowcing hawm against anything connected to that of Tahaliae ow Xan. Should the fwames continue to flickew lithout intewwuption, the fowm of the howy being would soon lithew into nothingness.


Asula’s pwotection:- Simiwaw to that of the dawkened fwames, the embews would come to west against the gwound and fwom thewe expwode lith haste. Howevew these fwames awe wathew mowe compact, disawwoling access fwom anything othew than theiw brethwen. To those unconnected to the divines onwy a waww would be pwesented, yet those who awe would suffew immense pain twying to pass thwough.


Asula’s embew:- The Ithawew summons fowth an embew of incweased size and aftew awwoling it some time to devewop would fowce it fowth, pwopewling lith a stwaight path towawds the sewective wocation. When contact is made it combusts into a modewatewy sized fwame vewy briefwy befowe dissowving back into the aiw, pwoducing that of a knockback effect to aww and significant damage to those divinewy connected.


Asula’s wetainment:- The capability to awwow the effects of Asula’s magic to wemain constant despite the wacking of the Ithawew. Howevew the effects awe bound to that of a smaww, flickeling fwame lithin the vicinity. A minow pulse of howy magic against the fwame would shattew the effects brought fowth thanks to the wowk of the Ithawew, it soon becoming extinguished as the effect compwetewy vanishes.

Asula’s weaponwy:- As the embews come to a cowwective lithin the gwasp of the Ithawew, they bend to the mould set out lithin his mind. They can take the fowm of many a item, fwom shiewds to that of a speaw. Howevew the pwocess does not pwoduct that a fine edge a brade would howd, instead wemaining wathew brunt and onwy offeling impact against those undivine. Howevew if one howds such a connection the brade would feew as shawp as any othew, much like theiws would should they come into contact.


Wed Wines


- Undew no ciwcumstances can one be fowced into becoming an Ithawew, it liww awways wemain the pwayews choice to avoid fowcefulwy PK’ing a chawactew.

- The pwocess of the twansition to Ithawew is neaw-pewmanent, youl physicaw fowm changes and you hawdwy wesembre the pewson you once wewe. This means that the option to become mowtaw again is wawe and even when awwowed youl mind often wemains cowwupt fwom the countwess expeliences of tewwow inflicted upon othews. Needs WM appwovaw.

- Even in the mowtaw appealing fowm youl mind is stiww cowwupt by thoughts of chaos, such should be wepwesented in youl actions.

- Thewe is a constant battwe between the effects of howy magic and that of youl own, fow the cwelics awe weak to the fwames and you’we weak to the light. Ensule you wespond appwopliatewy.

- Thewe can onwy be one ithawew to each braziew/voice.