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Once upon a time, an explorer set forth with Cortez to conquer a distant land. He made a deal with a terror in his dreams and helped his leader to victory. But on the precipice of a fell ascension, Cortez hesitated, and the explorer betrayed him. He walked Nowhere, into the embrace of the Wrong-Serpent, and the he who did not do that did it too. None of this happened, of course. Except in another time, another age. But the one calling himself the Twice-Voyager skips through time as a small child does through space, and he is there and was there and will be there. Both of him. And sometimes, all three, all four of him.
====='Calliope', Which is not her Name=====
The Deep-Venturer was probably once a human, and that is a lie, but it was not. Once a human delved to deep, too hungrily, and was erased in the past and in the future and a scrap of Nowhere returned. The Deep-Venturer is space, broken. It is a place, and it could be any place and he steps forth, envelops, and consumes someone as it is suddenly the heart of the sun.
====Long====
=====Autarchics=====
The Autarchics are the Long of the Wrong-Serpent. They sought the Wrong-Serpent to be free, and they are. The Autarchics of the Tail rule themselves; no law confines them but what they choose themselves. Even natural law twists and turns oddly in their presence as they bring down effects disproportionate to the force they apply and gravity wavers and flickers when they challenge it. To the eye, they commonly take the form of dancing shadows, crystalizing here and there at their whims, for the light, the like-Glory, is one of the few things that binds them. Alongside, of course, their patron.
=====The Chantry=====
Following the dissolution of the Deceiver's cabal, the Chantry of Undimmed Splendours fell under the influence of the Wrong-Serpent. Perhaps the most orderly, least unreal of the Tail's beings, the Chantry wages war with incantations drawing upon the power of other Hours, as they did under the Deceiver. Yet now their incantations twist and corrupt that power, changing it into a brilliant, dark extension of Nowhere. With this stolen power and usurped might they bring about the furthering of the Wrong-Serpent's will, that one day, their power may no longer have to twist...
====Emanations====
=====Shapes=====
Most things are one-thing, and thus the Shapes are not that. Shapes are possibilities, clouds of what could-be waiting for something to shape them. In the hands of an Autarchic, they are wickedly sharp sabres, tomes of ancient lore, relics thrumming with power or even servants, strange, unnatural beings carrying out the will of their Shaper.
=====Felwyrms=====
The Wrong-Serpent emphasizes the Wrong, and yet it is a Serpent too. Felwyrms are gargantuan, ferocious creatures, serpents like dark obsidian and veined amethyst. While all the Tail's servants may fight, it is solely the Felwyrms issued to wage war. They are few, as the Wrong-Serpent finds direct large-scale confrontation inefficient, yet the colossal, crushing bulk and space-twisting scales of each Felwyrm, each drip of its disintegrating venom is fit to face an army.
==Locations==
====Usurper's Court====
In its aspect as the Usurper, as the pretender to the title of Prime Minister of the Scaled Court, the Wrong-Serpent holds court presides yet in exile. Spilling from a gaping breach in the Mansus to Nowhere, the Wrong-Serpent's court is a ever-changing, kaleidoscopic citadel, a maddening parody of the Scaled Court the Usurper pretends to, a maddening parody of the reality it has turned warped and strange. WithinThrough this fell court's corridors twisting and turning in horrible ways, through its cavernous halls of mind-bending dimensions the more unstable esoteric servants of the Wront-Serpent swarm and cluster in all their glory. And yet, for all this roiling terror and madness, for one whose mind is inured against such things, it is among the safest places of the Mansus. The Wrong-Serpent gather is generous with its power as each expression and acknowledgement and welcoming of it is Nowhere's strength. And thus it is here that many a petitioner begging and clusterseeking for the impossible has shuffled, to the last place in mad glory of the House they may coherently existUsurper's Court. They flit through ====The Interstice==== Here was where the Wrong-Serpent first began its doors (openinvasion, here is a horrible promise of what may be if the Wrong-Serpent triumphs. Near the entre of course)the House, leading frighteningly close to three locationsthe strongholds of the Scaled Court is the Interstice, a vast, stalk through roiling gap in the House to Nowhere. It is from here that its chambers of incoherent dimensions horrors, both loyal to the Tail and not, gather. And it is here from which madness spills, warping and breathe its misshapen airchanging the House beyond to malleable, cheerfully watchinglawless demi-reality. Yet the true menace of this horror is not how the wound bleeds, helpingbut that it grows green and gangrenous, and guiding any petitioners or mere lost Know searching for their masterexpands and gapes yet more...
===The Histories===
====Mount Qingcheng====
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===San Asmodai====
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