The Broken-Winged Ambassadors appear as mortal men, though the three tend toward similar features. Thinning, elecrum hair, bronzed-sheen skin, sculpted bodies, and cherubic faces, with stark-blue eyes, aquiline noses and chiseled features. The ambassadors each sport impressive braces of white, feather-bound wings, jutting from their shoulder blades, though if inspected closely, the wings seem slightly crooked, as if the bones supporting them have been fractured or twisted.
They dress in toga-like heepeste, kaftans of silk and samite, magenta, crimson, and eggshell respectivley. In essence, the ambassadors resemble the iconic image of angels, long cultivated by many cultures, among them, the residents of New Town.
The Four Ambassadors, as they first called themselves, arrived seemingly from nowhere quite suddenly, one day appearing in New Town, and approaching the city council with gestures of etiquette and high-minded parlay.
The High Council of New Town was at first as startled as the other townsfolk, to witness the arrival of representatives from unknown lands, belonging to an equally unknown winged race.
Confusion, and guarded prejudice, soon gave way however to acceptance, perhaps in no small part due the rumored gift of gems, the ambassadors gifted the council, as well as the innovations, which they introduced to the populace, such as the concepts of advanced geometry and trigonometry, and the harnessing of wind power, and due finally, to the ambassadors benign and magnanimous natures, and most of all charisma. The Broken-Winged Ambassadors, as they soon came to be called by the townsfolk, had gained some measure of recognition and even esteem, among the populace, within a relatively short measure of time, and it was not long before the three were given thier own embassy, a manse worhty of visiting royal dignitaries.
The Broken-Winged Ambassadors hail from the Temple-City of Winged Avarice. They came from the distant and inaccessible Moon of Toaie, the Palest Stranger, an aerial world shared with the ibis-headed, translucent-skinned, Kibberu.
Their heepeste are magical garbs. Each one allows each Ambassador to comfortably ‘breathe’ the atmosphere of this world, and particularly, the thick polluted air of the ‘Ground-Dwellers’, as they call the humans and humanoids they have so far encountered.
Their dasuj, massive single-edged zweinhanders, are marvels of steel and other metals unknown on this world.
Each Ambassador wears a glyphring as well.
The Broken-Winged Ambassadors have sinister plans.
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The Broken-Winged Ambassadors were once four, but are now three. They refuse to forget their fallen comrade but also do not speak of her to others. When asked why they first referred to themselves as The Four Ambassadors, they simply reply, “We represent four ideals: Community, Prosperity, Knowledge, and Wisdom. We hope to share each of these with you.”
The reality is that they were involved in an unsuccessful coup on Toaie. Their fourth member perished in the attempt. Too powerful and revered to be executed, they were instead humiliated by having their wings publicly broken and then exiled.
New Town is a perfect place to recuperate. It is off the beaten path enough that spies would be obvious and little effort was required to get in good with the locals. More than that, the town is located near the resting place of He Whose Name Has Been Stricken. A fact which fell into obscurity until one of the Ambassadors found references in an ancient text.
He Whose Name Has Been Stricken was long feared as a warmonger and tyrant who nearly crushed the entire moon of Toaie under his heel. A grave miscalculation on his part cost him victory and he fled, taking with him the great war machines which had given him such an advantage over his adversaries.
The Ambassadors hope to recover his remains, once the local technology has progressed to the point where this will be possible. Once in command of the old war machines, they plan on conquest, gaining absolute power over the pitiful human civilization and then taking the fight back to Toaie.
The Broken-Winged Ambassadors live for the day when they will do the wing breaking.
The Broken-Wing Ambassadors, the Four Ambassadors of Man, represent Mind, Body, Spirit and Void. They are one set of The Divine Concepts, a special caste of immortals meant to be physical representations of The Grande Scheme of Things.
Aten'gai is The Mind. The pommel of his dasuj features a pink gem said to be the origin of all ideas. He is quiet and calm, always calculating and exploring logical patterns of thought. When he speaks, it is with purpose and clarity to define something or thouroughly explain an idea. He is also an excellent liar, being skilled at understanding what will make someone believe him.
Rapp'Lu is The Body. The pommel of his dasuj features a red gem said to be unbreakable under any circumstances. It may also be disaterous if broken. He is a being of action and straightforwardness. Gesturing and "talking with his hands" are common and he will try to solve most problems physically.
Ouru'Ha is The Spirit. The pommel of his dasuj is a purple gem said to evoke all emotions in the world. He is a being of passion. He understands emotions and acts upon them. Often rash and unpredictable, he is often viewed as crazy.
Mox is The Void. He carries no dasuj. He is always unseen. He says nothing and in no way affects anything. He does not exist. Mox is the most important Ambassador, for he brings peace from immortality.
The Ambassadors' Plans:
The Broken Wing Ambassadors, the Three Existors of Man and Their Uncalled Brother, plan to create The Void known to them as Mox. The Ambassadors will become Four and they will be at peace. No longer forced to represent the Materials of Man, they can happily cease to exist as will Every Thing.
The Path they follow to achieve this goal is three-fold.
Aten'gai seeks to make every Man question his intelligence, to instill self-doubt in his patterns of thought, make him a follower of those he considers smarter than he (Which would ideally be everyone).
Rapp'Lu seeks to make every Man doubt his body, to fear it may fail or is not up to any tasks. They should allow a better Man to do the jobs of the body.
Ouru'Ha seeks to make every Man weak of spirit. They must cast aside emotions, for they make a Man do unwanted things. Control is to be desired, so remove the soul.
Mox seeks to exist. When The Void exists nothing exists.