The stock woven watcher is the nineteenth Hour of the Fourth Fansus’ House of the Wyrm, created by Beast. She is a God-From-Nowhere and the third God-From-Greif, born shortly after the Transfinite Question. She is the feeling contentment, acceptance and complacency.
A Stock-Woven Watcher | |
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"“Go home, friend.”" | |
Origin | Grief |
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Date of arrival | FNORD |
Owner(s) | Beast |
Contents
Description
History
Principles
Appearance
Histories
Just another mortal. An old one at that. Often serves a guide or mentor of sorts.
House
A massive field of stock flowers and reeds, which occasionally layer themselves to appear as a kind old woman. Her full form is that of a massive old woman with six arms, whose body is woven from said plants.
Internal
Her inner workings resemble a sort vast maze of tall grass, reeds, grains, corn, stock and other towering plants. Each stalk reaches up far into the sky, filtering the Glory light to a stream of brown, gold and green. Once one loses sight of the entrance, the maze darkens subtly, singling your entrance into the Stock-Woven’s pocket dimension.
From here, escape is near futile. The watcher has full control over the form and pathways of the maze, enabling her to control who leaves, how they leave and to where they leave. The area also holds a preventative measure against Knock escapes; whenever Knock touches the stalks of the maze, they each split into their own full maze dimensions—covering up the intended opening and deepening the pocket dimension. This is where the realm draws its most infamous nickname, the Finger-Trap Fields.
Deeper within, closer to the heart of the Watcher, the flowers reach such a density that they can be used to create their own sort of history—one painted entirely from microscopic petals. Often it is used as a sanctuary, or as a place to impart lessons to unsuspecting and ambitious mortals.
To those favored, or sheltered by the Guide, this place is an eternal safe haven. The realm provides its inhabitance with eternal life, food, shelter and comfort while they remain within. Most aren't permitted to stay forever, being required to return once their names are forgotten, but those cared for most by the Waking-Reeds will find near-eternal peace here.
Worship
Cult
None, for none are needed.
Mark
- Ascension: [...]: [Another’s Ascension Path Here]
- Ascension: [...]?: FNORD
- Dedication: [...]?: FNORD
- Dedication: [...], Faltering: FNORD
- Dedication: [...], Wavering: FNORD
- Temptation: [...], Fleeting: FNORD
- Acceptance: F
- Ambition: : FNORD
- Questions: FNORD
Servants
'"FNORD'
Names
the old woman
Locations
The Mansus
The FNORD
FNORD
The Histories
FNORD
Items
Tools
- FNORD
- Aspects: FNORD
Ingredients
- Stock Flowers
- Aspects: 4 Placater1
- Fool’s Love
- 2 4 Misleading1 Disparaging1
- A Stock Bouquet
- Aspects: 8 Placater2
Influences
- A Calming Air
- Aspect: 4 4 Placater2
Books
- The Twenty First Indictment
- Description: FNORD
- Start Text: FNORD
- End Text: FNORD
- Gives: FNORD
Rites
- FNORD
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