𝐧𝐩𝐜 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭
SLEEP
A manipulative enigma with grand presence and power within The Murmur that rivals that of a god, and many already treat Her as such. She is everywhere and nowhere at once. Call to her, and she may answer you. She may even treat you, if you treat her, but be prepared to sacrifice. Painful offerings and loyalty are her favorite gifts of devotion (She's also a hopeless romantic).
The Numerals and Espera seem to despise Her, and One is inexplicably bound to Her. What Sleep has disclosed about Her intentions seem quite simple: Collect more Vessels to host Her power, expand past the Earth She's tied to, and deliver them all from loneliness and prolonged suffering to a divine eutopia only She can create.
For that, She needs One.
The Numerals and Espera seem to despise Her, and One is inexplicably bound to Her. What Sleep has disclosed about Her intentions seem quite simple: Collect more Vessels to host Her power, expand past the Earth She's tied to, and deliver them all from loneliness and prolonged suffering to a divine eutopia only She can create.
For that, She needs One.
ONE
A somber, shy and elusive individual that better expresses himself through poetry and song. One's past is shrouded in mystery, tragedy and his own amnesia, but hinted to hold an incredible power that not even he is aware of. One has devoted his entirety to Sleep through blood sacrifice in an attempt to skew Her attention from the vessels to himself, but whether that was successful or not has yet to be known.
Vessels have been made recently aware that One has suffered Lunar Exaltation before the world was destroyed: An ascension, from mortal to more, and a beacon of power that remains the reason why Sleep seeks to claim him.
Vessels have been made recently aware that One has suffered Lunar Exaltation before the world was destroyed: An ascension, from mortal to more, and a beacon of power that remains the reason why Sleep seeks to claim him.
TWO
Not much is known about the Numeral Two, other than he is an expressive and unburdened Token, mute but not idle. He was very close to One before being thrown into a voided plane of existence by Sleep's hand, and scattered into fragments. Espera claims he is essential to returning One to his senses and putting an end to Sleep's reign.
Currently missing, but one fragment has been found.
Currently missing, but one fragment has been found.
THREE
An impish Offering of the Trickster variant, the Numeral Three has a playful disposition and colorful means of expression. Rather chaotic but not malicious, he takes the form of three-eyed corvids, cacatuas, and foxes with frequency, while answering riddles fuels his permanance for brief bursts. His connection with the Waking World is stronger than Two's, but in no less need of mending.
Currently his appearances are unreliable; He may be seen in shared dreams or when he has enough power to solidify from the Void's realm.
Currently his appearances are unreliable; He may be seen in shared dreams or when he has enough power to solidify from the Void's realm.
FOUR
The first Numeral to vanish and the last to be found. Not much is known about Four, other than having a very strong connection with Three.
Currently missing.
Currently missing.
ESPERA
Revealed to be Nymphai, The Espera were birthed from One's exaltation and were meant to guide him on his journey from mortal to more before being barred by Sleep. She, (or they), is (are) a singular entity of three bodies, which are missing in a similar manner to the Numerals.
She has a stronger presence within the Murmur but too weak to manifest physically, and is always watching to aid the Vessels in any way she can.
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Her lips turn upward briefly before twitching down into a frown. There is a part of her that wants to take on the task, another that hesitates.]
What if I’m not good enough?
What if I just end up ruining your chance to succeed?
My track record with family isn’t great.
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Family is not about perfection, Ash. That is the very reason mine is falling apart.[ it was never about being good enough. ] Your worth is not measured by the scars of the past, but by the strength you choose to bring forward.
You are not here by accident.
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She feels espera’s hands on hers. A steady, calming presence in the whirlwind of her own emotions. She isn’t so sure she can let go of her scars, or make up for the ones she caused. But there’s something comforting about the idea of needing to push forward.
“Maybe you got them for something amazing down the road.”
“You mean something that hasn’t even happened yet?”
“Yeah. So great job, you’re going to be awesome.”]
I think… I broke my last family because I was looking for that, after all the hurt.
I can’t- I can’t promise that I wont make the same mistakes again…
But I can try not to.
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[ and squeeze the hand, she does, painted lips curling into a sympathetic and pained smile. ]
I will call you all when we wake. One suffers from his own demise . . . We must find the others. Remember these names: Two. Three. Four.
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So it’s easy for her to get lost in the grip on her hands, of being told that despite her faults that she was enough.
Her hands slip from Espera’s grasp so that she can instead embrace her if she’ll let her.]
I wont forget… I’ll be waiting.