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Constantine Mauro


Late is the hour, dark the night. Clouds blanket out the moon and stars. A lone figure is seen slipping out of the forest and onto the main road leading into the village, in search of it's doctor.

Physical Description

As an old man, Constantine still stands tall and manages to maintain an impressive figure

that could, and does put many younger men to shame. Measuring 6 feet tall and clothed

in the deep purple robes of his order made of the dyed furs of snow leopards, the thin

gold trim around the edge being the only telltale sign of his standing within the order.

A mane of white hair cascades down his back reaching its small. Of this, he is most

proud, not graying like that of other most other men his age.

Now he hides his face beneath a large hood. A marked man. Horrendously scarred.


A disciple of Mathom in his early days after being pressured to join the

priesthood, as was common practice among the noble families for the later born.

Constantine grew up as the fourth son of a minor noble, the firstborn having signed up

to serve with the Empiric Legion, the second to manage the fathers' estate and the third

going into medicine.

As a youth he was notoriously lazy, escaping duties whenever he could. Being a

nuiscence and prankster. There weren't many he didn't dare upset. Except Cook, you

never upset the Cook. This, to his father was disgraceful, whilst at the same time it made

it easy to decide which Order he would be sent to.

Therefore, he was sent on his way to fathom his future amongst Mathom’s favoured.

It was on this journey that things became ever clearer to him. He’d left his father’s hold

just before winter broke, barely 2 days away he found a raven and tended it for the

duration of the winter it is now his faithful companion, having stayed with him since.

Crossing through fields, almost at his journeys end he came across one of the peasantry.

Stopping, he asked the man if he was in need of help, which the farmer gladly accepted,

though he thought this extremely bizarre, a man clothed in fine garb, albeit somewhat

worn from travel, standing in his field offering to help. Constantine stayed with the

farmer for almost a year, helping the man, before deciding that he’d done enough and

moving on to the temple.

Upon his arrival, he noticed one of its older priests standing under the main arch, smiling

at him. “Welcome, Constantine, I have been expecting you for some time now, I see that

you have been busy upholding that which we hold sacred...”

Time passed and Mathom’s influence grew, the young, impressionable rebel, became a

devout priest, devoted wholly to his Gods cause: delay.

Approaching his 58th birthday, and in declining health, the old man abdicated his post, asking those left to vote, as they always did when

birthday drew near, the High Priest’s health worsened. Whilst he was still

such events occurred. 10 days are given for the following to elect their new leader, during

this time they

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May 25, 2013, 4:35
Update: Changed to 'Request Advice'.



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       By: ephemeralstability

Inspired by Ria Hawk's winged mushroom picture:

The winged mushrooms (Lerreta Meia) are a species of giant insect indigenous to the leafy areas of Udnalor, Kingdom of the Gnomes. Outwardly they appear much the same as ordinary giant mushrooms, and they graze in the bulbous fungal glades. However, this is merely an elaborate camouflage: the insect beneath is a fungivore and prone to fly off when it encounters another creature. Sometimes gnome farmers mistake them for crop mushrooms. They're in for a surprise when they do.

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