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He goes by Sobriquet, embracing the absurdity of the moniker. What his true name is, he dares not tell, for the fae are often bound by such things, and he has no desire to be bound to anyone. He is immortal, ageless, flitting through life seeking entertainment more than anything else. It is said that the high fae are great imitators, but have little in the way of creativity themselves - and thus they must seek it elsewhere. Many are drawn to the arts, to music, or to other areas where the mortal world touches on something beautiful enough to immortalize.
Sobriquet loves all of these, but what he loves most of all is a sense of aesthetic. It does not matter how run-down the streets are, so long as the aesthetic of the place is preserved. He is just as likely to find joy in places most would consider awful as he is to find it in places considered lovely.
In Praach, he thrives on gossip. He's been seen in social circles across all strata, and with his abilities to blend in as he likes, it's possible that there are many more circles he has centered himself within that no one has yet realized. He loves to listen to tales, whether or not they are true - and to watch the progress of people's lives... whether or not they are happy.
Magic comes in many forms. The magic of the high fae is innate: it is part of who they are and, in many ways, part of what they are. Without it, they would be different creatures entirely. Unlike some other branches of magic, it is not something attainable by study. There is a component that only a fae heritage can provide, and no amount of understanding can grant one of the other races the power to use it.
Often, the magic of the fae is tied to the world around them. For some, this may mean the water or the earth or the turning of the seasons, or whichever aspect is most relevant to what they are or have become. For Sobriquet and those like him, the magic is tied to the rising and setting of the sun. These actions disrupt any magic he has cast - at the hour of sunrise or sunset, all glamours cease. It is from this restriction that tales of "fairy gold" have sprung into existence - riches that are to all senses real, but which crumble away to dust or ash or dirt the next morning. Glamours, too, will fail at these hours - though like any magic, they may be recast after the time has passed, there will always be two moments each day at which everything must be as it is.
Sobriquet possesses the ability to cast a fae glamour upon himself at any time. He may take the appearance of anyone he chooses - real or imagined, man or woman, child or ancient. A glamour is not merely an illusion - there is a depth to it not present in mortal magics. For all practical purposes, it is more akin to a morph, to becoming in physical form whatever it is he desires to be. From the look of a person to the touch of their skin, the sound of their voice, even a particular scent, the glamour captures everything. It does not, however, turn Sobriquet into whatever it is - his mind and thoughts are still his own, and if he wishes to play the part of someone else, he must be careful with his words and actions.
While Sobriquet can do what he wishes to himself or to any inanimate object at any time, in order for him to apply a glamour to someone else, he requires their agreement. Those considering this would do well to note that agreement is often a very different idea among the fae than it would be among other species, and also that there are places where the sun never rises nor sets.
Like all fae of his kind, Sobriquet is bound to speak the truth. He cannot knowingly tell a lie. That being noted, the fae have had a very long time to learn how not to lie. There is nothing in his nature that prevents him from misdirection, omission, implication, or any other number of ways of getting around an unwanted truth. It should also be noted that in Sobriquet's personal case, his propensity for gossip gives him the ability to, quite truthfully, say that he has heard any number of interesting things, even if he knows the section in question to be patently false.
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[attr="style","font-size:150%;margin-left:10px;-webkit-background-clip: text;color: transparent;background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/96/36/3c/96363c9337b2d1aad24323b1d9efda72.jpg);background-position:center;font-family:merienda;"]Pertinence
He goes by Sobriquet, embracing the absurdity of the moniker. What his true name is, he dares not tell, for the fae are often bound by such things, and he has no desire to be bound to anyone. He is immortal, ageless, flitting through life seeking entertainment more than anything else. It is said that the high fae are great imitators, but have little in the way of creativity themselves - and thus they must seek it elsewhere. Many are drawn to the arts, to music, or to other areas where the mortal world touches on something beautiful enough to immortalize.
Sobriquet loves all of these, but what he loves most of all is a sense of aesthetic. It does not matter how run-down the streets are, so long as the aesthetic of the place is preserved. He is just as likely to find joy in places most would consider awful as he is to find it in places considered lovely.
In Praach, he thrives on gossip. He's been seen in social circles across all strata, and with his abilities to blend in as he likes, it's possible that there are many more circles he has centered himself within that no one has yet realized. He loves to listen to tales, whether or not they are true - and to watch the progress of people's lives... whether or not they are happy.
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Magic comes in many forms. The magic of the high fae is innate: it is part of who they are and, in many ways, part of what they are. Without it, they would be different creatures entirely. Unlike some other branches of magic, it is not something attainable by study. There is a component that only a fae heritage can provide, and no amount of understanding can grant one of the other races the power to use it.
Often, the magic of the fae is tied to the world around them. For some, this may mean the water or the earth or the turning of the seasons, or whichever aspect is most relevant to what they are or have become. For Sobriquet and those like him, the magic is tied to the rising and setting of the sun. These actions disrupt any magic he has cast - at the hour of sunrise or sunset, all glamours cease. It is from this restriction that tales of "fairy gold" have sprung into existence - riches that are to all senses real, but which crumble away to dust or ash or dirt the next morning. Glamours, too, will fail at these hours - though like any magic, they may be recast after the time has passed, there will always be two moments each day at which everything must be as it is.
[attr="style","font-size:150%;margin-left:10px;-webkit-background-clip: text;color: transparent;background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/96/36/3c/96363c9337b2d1aad24323b1d9efda72.jpg);background-position:center;font-family:merienda;"]Glamour
Sobriquet possesses the ability to cast a fae glamour upon himself at any time. He may take the appearance of anyone he chooses - real or imagined, man or woman, child or ancient. A glamour is not merely an illusion - there is a depth to it not present in mortal magics. For all practical purposes, it is more akin to a morph, to becoming in physical form whatever it is he desires to be. From the look of a person to the touch of their skin, the sound of their voice, even a particular scent, the glamour captures everything. It does not, however, turn Sobriquet into whatever it is - his mind and thoughts are still his own, and if he wishes to play the part of someone else, he must be careful with his words and actions.
While Sobriquet can do what he wishes to himself or to any inanimate object at any time, in order for him to apply a glamour to someone else, he requires their agreement. Those considering this would do well to note that agreement is often a very different idea among the fae than it would be among other species, and also that there are places where the sun never rises nor sets.
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Like all fae of his kind, Sobriquet is bound to speak the truth. He cannot knowingly tell a lie. That being noted, the fae have had a very long time to learn how not to lie. There is nothing in his nature that prevents him from misdirection, omission, implication, or any other number of ways of getting around an unwanted truth. It should also be noted that in Sobriquet's personal case, his propensity for gossip gives him the ability to, quite truthfully, say that he has heard any number of interesting things, even if he knows the section in question to be patently false.
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