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The "City of Slaves", sitting amidst the jungle terrain of the Crescent Peninsula, is a hotbed of simmering hatreds between the oppressed humans and their arrogant, winged avriel overlords. With each free citizen or visitor a potential slaver or sympathizer, and with the veiled presence of the cruel Cult of Valtharn, how long before rebellion erupts?

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Kalortah
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Autumn of the Unfeathered

Sat Oct 12, 2019 9:57 am

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Autumn of the Unfeathered

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The slave markets, around this time of year, were sparsely trafficked. The advent of the rainy season would be arriving before long, and with it, many avriel would retreat to shelter for the most part, sending their servants and slaves to do their bidding in the misty mire that would result.

So as Kalortah stood outside In the drizzle of early autumn, he wore a special, cloth valance that covered his wings. This was done not only as a practical measure against the rain, but was also symbolic. Across the city, as the Unfeathered were reintroduced to society, and allowed to roam free now that the Etherstorm Plague threat had been neutralized. This led many of the unfeathered to wearing a special cloth valance shrouds, to cover the devastation wrought upon their poor wings, which had their feathers stripped entirely. It assuaged the vanity of these avriel, to the point where they were able to walk among the public. Soon enough, the wearing of cloth valance shrouds became something of a fashion statement, and even the feathered began wearing it.

Most of those who wore them, did so in solidarity with the sick who’d been stricken with Aloplumia. Kalortah numbered among those types, wearing the valance around his newly changed wings, in crimson silk brocade, with various cords tying them to his torso. On his body, he wore a sumptuous robe of Athartian silks of white silk and gold brocade, one that covered his body down below the knees. A pair of silk breeches as well. He’d perfumed the clothing and valance with essence of lemon of vanilla.

Last edited by Kalortah on Thu Jan 16, 2020 1:34 pm, edited 1 time in total. word count: 278

Wing Color

Kalortah's wings have turned cardinal red, from a final mutation after his abrogation spark was violently ripped from his soul. He often wears wing valance, but I will usually reference the kind of wing coverings he's wearing at any given time, if any.

Scars/Mutations/Marks

Mark of Tarouz, white feather tattoos on his shoulders and upper arms, usually covered by valance, robes, or shirts.

Abrogation scar on his chest in the shape of an 'A'.

Red tear-drop markings under his eyes from a necromancy witchmark.
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Kalortah
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Posts: 210
Joined: Thu Feb 23, 2017 12:37 am
Race: Avriel
Profession: Minstrel
Renown: +110
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Wealth Tier: Tier 7

Re: Autumn of the Unfeathered

Thu Jan 16, 2020 1:33 pm

He had been looking for inspiration on what to do next with his life. Residence in Athart, it seemeed, was no longer an attractive prospect, with the plight of the Unfeathered and the strife that came with civil unrest. Many of the Feathered avriel, who were not sympathetic toward those sick who were allowed to roam free, had taken to bullying them, mocking the flightless Avriel as ‘Chicken Wings’. Meanwhile, Kalortah had failed and was no closer to uncovering the machinations of the Cult of Valtharn.

For his part, Kalortah tried to stay neutral in the greivances between the feathered and unfeathered, but as he wore the valance in solidarity to the Unfeathered, he became another target of their ridicule.

Nevertheless, he did what he could for his unfeathered people. He had plans to depart, aboard a ship he’d commissioned for building last season. It would be but a few days before it was ready for sailing on its maiden voyage. All Kalortah needed, was a captain and command structure to make sure the ship was run properly on the way to wherever he intended to go.

So as he stood on the abandoned stage in the Slave Market, he chanted wordlessly, while tapping his drum, waiting for a crowd to gather before he would commit to the song he had in his mind. It’d been too long since he busked in his native city, and he was looking to debut one or two songs that he’d written for the recent events. He just hoped none of the Unfeathered-haters happened by, to spoil the moment.

"Well, here goes..."
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Wing Color

Kalortah's wings have turned cardinal red, from a final mutation after his abrogation spark was violently ripped from his soul. He often wears wing valance, but I will usually reference the kind of wing coverings he's wearing at any given time, if any.

Scars/Mutations/Marks

Mark of Tarouz, white feather tattoos on his shoulders and upper arms, usually covered by valance, robes, or shirts.

Abrogation scar on his chest in the shape of an 'A'.

Red tear-drop markings under his eyes from a necromancy witchmark.
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