Chaos Under Heaven

ORE

Obscure Roman Emperor
Location
Maffachufetts Bay Colony

Heaven in its infinite wisdom has ordained a role and place for all peoples and all things. The order of Heaven is reflected in the lands below. When the Emperor is just and righteous, the Empire is orderly and so is Heaven. All know and their place and obey, and peace and prosperity are assured. But in times of chaos, the great chain of being develops gaps, allowing the bold and audacious to overcome fate. It is the four hundredth and fifty sixth year of the reign of the Gao dynasty over Hwan. It is a time of chaos. Emperor Sho is a child whose will barely masters the 9000 chambers of the Mulberry Palace. Corrupt officials oppress the people, crops fail, and bandits and monsters prowl the wilderness. It is a time that cries for heroes. It is a testimony to the foresight and benevolence of Heaven that it is in this very time that calls for extraordinary deeds that the extraordinary is possible. When armies fail, sects achieve; when monsters prowl, Xiushi overcome. It is an age where legends are born, dynasties are tested and forged, and a few may even reach immortality.




Hello and Welcome to my latest GSRP: Chaos Under Heaven. In this game you will be playing a would-be immortal and leader of a sect of martial artists in a time of chaos and bloodshed. As may be immediately obvious this is a game concept and setting deeply inspired by Wuxia and Xianxia tropes, though I have tried to put my own original spin on things and not write a straight up !not china.

Every turn players will send in orders with a word limit of 300 words detailing the actions of their character and sect over the course of the year . It is exceedingly likely over the course of the game that players will wind up in duels. Duels are resolved as such: Using my highly enlightened mind, and taking into account the various traits and factors I will determine who wins the duel. I will then see if the loser's plot armor protects them from serious injury, and if not what injury occurs. Once I have the broad strokes of how the duel will go the relevant players will be expected to write a joint IC on their duel which will be posted as part of an update or as an update in its own regard. I think this will be a good way of ensure cool duels because no one knows better how to write how your character would fight than yourself. If you think this is an unreasonable plan please don't app or do and mention this is a stupid idea because I will back down if everyone says its impracticable.

Apps will use this Excel Doc to build their character
Please give an app in this format
There is also a discord

Character Name:
Age:
Species:
Birthplace:
Cultivation Path:
Bio:
Sect Name:
Sect Description:
Sect Location: (Use the map)
The path of the Xiushi is a singular one. Every cultivator travels their own unique journey to ascension, this is so. The path of the Xiushi cannot be traveled alone. Every cultivator practices martial arts according to manuals and traditions, building on the accumulated wisdom of the past. This is also so. Those that believe these truths contradict will not travel far on the path. Most cultivators belong to a confraternity typically called a sect. Most sects can be categorized by two traditions, the Harmonious Path and the Unfettered Path.

The Harmonious path believes that ascension up the chains of heaven must involve reconciliation with heaven's will. They believe they defy fate to fulfill a deeper greater plan, for if Heaven did not truly wish for impossible challenges to be overcome by impossible deeds it would not allow it be so. The Harmonious Path puts great emphasis on anticipating and minimizing the reverberations caused by one's actions, be it in the mortal world or metaphysically. Followers of the Harmonious Path often call themselves righteous, and the Unfettered Path wicked.

The Unfettered Path embraces defiance of heaven. Some see preordained roles and fate as shackles that must be shattered, others merely deny their own chosen place but none will bow and scrape before heaven to apologize for seizing eternity. Contrary to the accusations of the Harmonious Path, the Unfettered Path is not evil, but it is self centered, beholden to the personal will for good or ill.

An Unfettered Xiushi is no less likely to thwart banditry and uphold justice as a Harmonious Xiushi, nor more likely. Righteousness and Honor do not stem from traditions but from personal conduct.

All things in this universe inherit affinities to elements from their composition. This includes the mortal soul. For most this affinity is of minor import, as governing as the influence of the star they were born under, but for those who walk the path to immortality discovering the alignment of their soul is a great matter indeed, for it will be a defining element in their cultivation. The typical soul has affinity for one Core Element. Rare individuals may have multiple affinities or an affinity with an Esoteric Element. Exceptionally rare figures have had more than two affinities, affinities with oppositional elements or affinity with a Primal Element.

Core Elements
Fire
Water
Air
Earth

Esoteric Elements
Lightning
Ice
Wood
Metal


Primal Elements
Quintessence
Void


Elemental Relations

Fire Counters Water, Ice, Metal
Water Counters Fire, Metal, Earth
Air Counters Earth, Fire, Wood
Earth Counters Air, Metal, Lightning
Lightning Counters Water, Air, Metal
Ice Counters Water, Earth, Wood
Wood Counters Earth, Water, Metal
Metal Counters Air, Wood, Ice

Quintessence Counters Void
Void Counters Quintessence


All cultivation involves martial arts, and every cultivator chooses an instrument through which they wield their power. These weapons are referred to as the Master's Tools. While an elemental affinity is based on an accident of birth, the choice of Master's Tool is a conscious and singular one. A Xiushi may wield Lighting and Fire, but only ever wields one weapon.
The Master's Tools are as follows:
Sword
Saber
Polearm
Bow
Axe
Fist
Hidden Weapon

Bow loses to Fist
loses to​
Sword
loses to​
Spear
loses to​
Axe
loses to​
Saber
loses to​
Hidden Weapon
loses to​
Bow
The number of Celestial beings in Heaven is as countless as grains of sand in the desert. Though cultivation as a whole is defiance of the will of Heaven, individual Celestials have been known to smile on individual cultivators- or mark them for particular opposition. Most just ignore the uppity mortals. Four Celestial beings particularly known for involvement with the martial world are the Beasts of Quality.

Har-Jo the Heat Phoenix
The master of blazing warmth. Har-Jo is a creature of deep passion and a connoisseur of beauty and art. Skilled musicians, tormented artists, attractive men and women all may receive her favorable gaze.

Glorb the Sodden Goldfish
The master of soaking damp. Glorb moves slowly, but with precision, striking only when success seems certain. Just as Glorb seeks to become a dragon he smiles upon the ambitious and the blue blooded.

Bassk the Desiccation Lizard
Bassk is master of the parched desert. Some may describe her as cruel but she would say practical, determined to survive to matter what. Those with grit, who overcome the impossible, who break taboos that have outlived their use, they recieve the approving gaze of Bassk.

Motari the Rime Penguin
Motari is the master of freezing cold. Fastidious and precise, Motari prizes order and method and despises impulsive action. Those who compart themselves always with dignity and propriety no matter the circumstance or their background win his favor.

There are many more. (Apps taking the Heaven Favored or Heavenly Disfavor traits may make up a relevant Celestial being if they wish)





Map


Locations:

Moonisle Village
Moonisle is a quiet and serene location with a small population. The soil is grey and rocky and dominated by two great peaks. The lake between the two is said to collect the rays of the moon. The people of the only village on the island take long naps, have short work days, and live even longer.

Port Eagle
The great port city of Port Eagle has grown wealthy and powerful through trade with lands across the western Sea like The Empire of the Eagle Kings and the Kingdom of Arnhaund. Its merchant lords have built grand mansions but with Imperial decline and banditry and piracy on the rise trade is suffering. Western goods like great horses, smokebrew, flatbread and firepowder have grown very rare and deeply expensive.


Clawton
Inhabitants of Clawton say that anyone who moves to the city learns to go without sleep both because its businesses seemingly never close and became its main industry is blacksmithing and no one can sleep when the forges are running. In a related note Clawton is known for its many tea houses which serve very strong tea and little cakes

Tanu Village
In the reign of the 36th Gao Emperor, Gao Taki, a great flourishing of the arts occurred, sponsored by the Imperial Purse.With Imperial support the great landscape painter, Alkimi the Silken Brush, began a quest to paint every scenic vista in the Empire. 250 years later he returned and presented the 40th Gao Emperor his work and concluded that Tanu Village possessed the most beautiful scenery in the Empire. Ever since then the sleepy village of Tanu, lightly dusted with pure white snow has often served as an adoptive home of would-be artists, who stay in their inns, paint their scenery, help with the harvest and years later if successful have built grand buildings in thanks in the village. The villagers are invariably too polite to say that their settlement of 2,000 permanent residents do not need another golden pagoda.

Akoby City
Sited in the fertile floodplains between two rivers, much of the history of Akoby has been defined by the struggle between being fed by the rivers and struggling to not be drowned by them. Emperor Gao Rapo, the 24th Gao Emperor ultimately had the entire city rebuilt after a particularly devastating flood with a massive system of sewers, cisterns and drains beneath the revived city. In the present day the system still protects the city, even if full knowledge of its layout has long since been lost.

Mulberry Palace
The Mulberry Palace has nine thousand chambers, though in truth the Palace is much larger complex than its main building. An entire city, if not the entire world in its own right, Emperor Gao Sho, chosen of heaven, has never in his nine years of life and rule left its confines. Neither had his father. The Imperial system still functions but it is a shuddering beast run by directionless bureaus and countless eunuchs. Emperor Sho can hardly see for his milky eyes and has little effective control over his ministers and vassals. All the same he is still the chosen of heaven, and protected by mighty mystical defenses and the Palace Guards.

Starfall Bastion
The Starfall Bastion has been built in and into a giant crater left from a falling star. Metal mined from the site is in theory the exclusive property of the Emperor. Of course isolated in thick forest these laws may not be particularly enforced. Marquis Schwan Yibert commands the garrison and is also well known to be one of the best gamers in the Empire.

Jorbis
Though a big city, the people of Jorbis do not go in for the hustle and bustle that some other cities do. It would not be proper to be in a rush, and no one in Jorbis would ever do anything less than properly. It is generally believed that the best courtiers and servants come from Jorbis. The Count of Jorbis, Fetto Haung, is one of the richest men in the Empire and needs ten men to carry him when he leaves his palace.

Colton Town
Colton Town is well known for breeding the finest horses in the Empire. They have chestnut coats and firey manes and run faster and longer than any other horse. The best horses are reserved for the Emperor's Horse Guards who armor them in crimson lacquer.

Gressi City
Gressi City is a major agricultural market which every year holds a largest possible onion competition. Whoever wins gets custodianship of the heavenly Even Bigger Onion for an entire year.

Fragge Village
The people of Fragge Village are known for their fast speech and thick accents. The village is built on stilts over the marsh they inhabit and is perpetually filled with frogs whom the villagers pair with at youth and selectively breed for prodigious size. Villagers who leave home bring their frogs with them. Most people in the Empire think people from Fragge Are weird.

Castle Neg
Older than even the Gao dynasty, Castle Neg stands at the furthest point in the Empire the monsters of the north have ever penetrated. Now somewhat outmoded by Fort Jo, the castle is more of a secondary garrison and fallback position, its great scale and antiquarian construction well dwarfing the size of its garrison.

Warrior's Rest
Located between Castle Neg and Fort Jo, Warrior's Rest is a marginal land wounded by its past battles. Atop a hill with a natural spring Warrior's Rest has long been a site of settlement but during the founding of the Gao dynasty when Emperor Gao restored justice and order to the land and built what was then called Fort Gao, he ordered land in the depopulated settlement to be granted to soldiers upon retirement. Centuries later the Empire is not as fastidious in granting rewards to its troops but Warrior's Rest remains a settlement inhabited by retired soldiers and their descendants, many of whom go on to enlist in the Fort Jo garrison.

Fort Jo
Fort Jo has been renamed many times, always after its current commander. Its current master is Grand Duke Jo, The Hundred Badgers General. Beloved by his men and generally considered to be the only high official of the Gao dynasty to be utterly without corruption, Jo leads the defense of the Emperor's boundaries against the endless demon wastes. Perhaps the most fortified position in the continent with the cream of the Imperial army stationed, a lesser man may have considered moving for the throne, but Grand Duke Jo is a supreme gentleman and also under constant siege from monsters beyond.

Twulake City
Twulake City is famous for its many canals which link the two lakes that give the city its name. Many of the city's poor make their living from fishing the lakes and the rich spend fortunes on building, stocking and maintaining grand ornamental fish ponds.


Hundred Autumns Palace
24 years ago, during the Reign of Emperor Sho's father, a series of bizarre murders in the Mulberry Palace were solved by his Great Grandmother, The Maple Princess Agai Critin. In thanks she was gifted the Hundred Autumns Palace, formerly the site of the Imperial court in the cool season, for her lifetime. This was likely not intended to be as long term arrangement as it has proven as the Princess will soon celebrate her 120th birthday. Filled with courtiers and servants nearly as old as her, the Palace is a living museum of how court life once was. It receives few visitors.

Corfu Town
Sited where the drylands begin to give way to desert, Corfu Town is mostly forgettable but it is the southernmost settlement in the Empire. The main crop in Corfu Town are cactuses and most food there contains cactus fruit.



Lands Beyond the Empire

The Blighted North
As long as history records the north of the Empire has been a land utterly hostile to civilization and human life. The wastes beyond are the haunt of bestial demons and hungry ghosts. Natural boundaries protect the Empire, but where they fail fortifications and constant vigilance are needed. Even in the current state of the Empire the funds for northern defense are barely embezzled

The Mysterious West
The lands of the west lie far across the sea and little is known of them. The two main lands that come to trade are folk from the Empire of the Eagle Kings and the Kingdom of Arnhaund. The lands of the Eagle Kings are said to be a place of sun kissed mountains above vast verdant plains. The humans of this land hail as their rulers the Eagle Kings of the mountains, avian humanoids whose wisdom and refinement are unimpeachable. As each mountain has its own equally wise king but heavenly order demands one ruler, the insightful Eagles have a system where one of them is selected among themselves to be paramount leader for a period of years and thus prosperity is assured. Trade with the Eagle Kings brings alcoholic smokebrew, Amber, volatile but medicinal firepowder and the dish known as Flatbread.


Centuries ago King Votern of Logrea, heirless and beset by disloyal vassals, promised the crown to Armhaund the Strong chieftain of the mighty Joten tribes across the channel. Crossing the sea, Armhaund brought the men of Logrea to heel before returning to his own country to await his inheritance. But when Votern died the lords of Logrea proved no more loyal to Armhaund than Votern, and he was forced to cross the channel and take his crown by force. Much of the lands of the rebels were taken and given to those more loyal and Armhaund's Jotens. In time the mixing of the two peoples created the Great Kingdom of Armhaund. The Armhaunders like to claim that theirs is the greatest Kingdom and people in the world. This is of course patently absurd. Regardless, Armhaunders are great sailors and bring goods from countless places many of which they likely made up. Armhaund merchants rarely sell their famous Great Horses, but when they do nobles open their purses for nowhere else can such large and powerful horses be found.


The Sprawling East

To the east lies a vast expanse of grassland and dried lake beds, broken up by occasional plateaus and protected from the north by a canyon of incredible scale. The peoples of the east are generally considered beneath notice by the Imperial court, stereotyped as backwards and cowardly with little resources worth considering. Funds allocated for border defense in the region have instead been diverted to a 44 mile fish pond for the Emperor's tenth birthday.

The Parched South
To the south lies leagues of terribly dry sand dunes that few can navigate and survive. It is known that beyond the sands humans do live and civilization exists but what little is known compared to fantastic stories told by travelers. It is said in the south all animals are impossibly giant from horses with grand necks to lizards that tower over the land like tyrants. The land spews forth gold and copper and other metals valuable or useful and the natives dwell in houses of ivory. Little of this is likely true but metals are the main import from the south.

FAQ
Q: How does Senior Leader and Junior Leader work?
A: Those traits are intended for two players together. The senior leader has to pay for the sect related options and expenses, the Junor does not and cannot. Yes this leads to a power imbalance between junior and senior-this is intended.

Q: What exactly does forbidden knowledge give you?
A: Take it and find out

Q: What is the negative effect of Misfortunate Birth
A: It's the mystery box of pain option. Take it! No balls!

Q: Can I take more flaws than 2500 points
A: I mean sure I guess but extra flaws won't give you more points than the cap.

Q: How are Rivals and mentors supposed to work?
A: Rival is the trait intended for marking another player as your foe. The harsher traits indicate an NPC who will always on some level progress faster than you. Detailing your Shifu or great rivals in your bio is appreciated, but if you would rather rely on the vagaries of my arbitrary imagination you may.

Q: What's the deal with airline food
A: Good question

Q: Explain disciples
A: Disciples are your personal direct mentees as Sect Leader, as differentiated for the more generic mooks that are the various junior members and elders of your sect. They have names, and unique designs in the animation.

Q: What kind of things can inhuman be
A: Fucking go for it chief. Animal person, rock who started cultivating, civilized demon, undead. Broadly speaking the assumption is that it's a being whose baseline abilities and powers exceed that of a human, but not to an extreme degree. For the demon example, think of an Oni, not Balkazar the World Scorcher, master of 221.5 Demonic Legions.

Q: 你真的会说中文还是懂道教
A: 不,我是一个使用谷歌翻译的美国黑客。我已经消耗了四(四)份栽培介质​
 
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Aged 398 Years old
Human of Corfu Town
The Unfettered Path

To the untrained eye, Hua Treya is a paragon of wisdom and grace, a venerable elder of the righteous Ghost Petal Sect, a beacon of kindness, a scholar of the Dao, and a cultivator who seeks harmony in the world. Her voice is soft as drifting petals, her smile as warm as spring's first bloom. She speaks of freedom, wisdom, and transcendence.

But beneath that benevolence lies something deeper, something far less forgiving.

Born in the harsh drylands of Corfu Town, where even the cacti must fight for survival, Hua Treya learned early that true harmony is an illusion crafted by the strong. The heavens speak of balance, yet they allow countless lives to be trampled beneath fate's cruel weight. The world claims to reward virtue, yet it bows only to power.

Hua Treya does not seek chaos or cruelty, nor does she claim to be a villain. She merely believes that righteousness is not submission, and mercy is not weakness. She does not fight to tear Heaven down—she fights to force it to justify itself.

In her long 398 years, she has seen would-be empires fall, saints die forgotten, and devils enshrined as legends. She knows that the Heavens are not infallible, that the will of fate is merely the will of those who sit above. And so she smiles, she preaches, she cultivates… and she waits.

For the day when Heaven itself will be forced to answer for what it has done.



The Ghost Petal Sect

"Like petals on the wind, we are seen yet never held. We are spoken of but never known like specters in the dark."

The Ghost Petal Sect is an ancient and venerable order, its roots woven into the very fabric of history. Tales of its wisdom stretch back for millennia, and even the greatest sects of today speak its name with reverence. To the world, it is a fabled gathering of sages, a myth, an ideal—perhaps even long extinct.

But that is the way it has always been.

No disciple of the Ghost Petal Sect knows another. No halls bear its banners, no cities house its shrines. It exists only in whispers, in the unreadable gaze of a wandering scholar, in the untraceable movements of a wayward cultivator. One does not seek the Ghost Petal Sect. One is chosen.

Its teachings are deceptively simple: The Heavens do not grant justice, so justice must be done. The Dao is not infallible, so it must be questioned. Following blindly is not a virtue—it is a weakness.

There is no central master, no great temple, and no formal gatherings. The sect's power lies in its secrecy, its prestige in its legacy. Some who follow its path are benevolent sages, while others are ruthless executioners. But all share one truth—they do not serve fate; they shape it.

For what is the will of Heaven, if not a throne waiting to be overturned?
 
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Accepted Apps: Han Liuyang

Han Liuyang, Rising Sun Prince, Chosen of the Golden Sky, Sect Master of the Blazing Heaven Sect
Cultivation Path - Unfettered
Location: North of Clawton


He laughs at God, he defies injustice. Immortality can only be sought with an undaunted heart and mind- such is his creed. He is proud, for he has made many achievements. He is gracious, for all the world to perhaps follow in his glorious path. This world is a beautiful one, and he has realized his place in it- to be an inevitable dawn that shatters all darkness. Beneath the gaze of Heaven, his fist slays demons. Rebellion is his answer to all tyranny- and for it, the people love him. Though he may have come from the darkest origins, Han Liuyang's heart is pure.

His Way is the Way of the Dawn. A single rising path up out of midnight, straight over the horizon.


The Golden Sky Hawk: The Golden Sky Hawk is a noble beast, who prizes in mortals the strength of will to unflinchingly pursue a cause greater than oneself. It admires those with a firm strength of character and strong principles, who put some ideal above themselves. It despises above all cowardice and selfishness, and for this reason, is tireless in its pursuit of the Blood Sky. While often a patron of heroes- it is not always so. Visionary tyrants have received its approval as much as gallant heroes.

The Blood Sky Shrike: This spirit beast is the Golden Sky's equal and opposite. The Golden Sky Hawk forever pursues the Blood Sky across the heavens, and the Blood Sky forever schemes to evade its pursuit and one day slay its foe with trickery. It admires cunning, depravity, and the conviction to put oneself above all else. It exhorts schemes and lies coupled with brutal violence. After all, is it not better to betray the world, than to be betrayed by the world? There is only your own will, and an uncaring world. Those who treat with it must remember that the Shrike regards even those it regards as champions, as nothing more than its pieces on the board.
 
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Accepted Apps: Hai Shu
Master Tao Zei
A gentleman, a scholar, a monkey stinking of so much herbed alcohol that people have been said to be able to cultivate off his wine-sodden aroma.

Character Name: Master Tao Zei, the Pickled Immortal King, Great Whisker of the Imprisoned Sage, Sect Master of Flower Fruit Temple, That Asshole Monkey
Age: Unknown
Species: Monkey
Birthplace: Unknown
Cultivation Path:Unfettered Path
Sect Name: Flower Fruit Temple
Sect Location: Gressi City (Protect the Onion)


Hài Shǔ
He makes the world worse by existing in it.

Character Name: Hài Shǔ, The Rotting Tide
Species: Human?
Age: 120
Birthplace: Unknown
Cultivation Path:Harmonious Path
Sect Name: Gnawing Bone Brethren
Sect Location: Twulake City
 
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Junior leader looking for sect to join. wouldn't have full sheet or write up until later in the week. Current character (open to collab) idea lean metal element spear wielder.

Sascha - blooming thousands

Incidentally also have back up sheet in same link as 3200 point sect looking for rivalry.
 
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Character Name: Xu Wen (Styled Tianli)
Age: 67
Species: Human
Birthplace: Akoby City
Bio: This guy is just the evil minister character from every Water Margin knockoff, actual bio TBD
Vices:
  • Prideful
  • Envious (+100)
  • Avaricious
  • Petty (+100)
  • Secretive
  • Stingy (+100)
  • Paranoid
  • Depraved (+100)
  • Cowardly
  • Melancholic (+100)
Virtues:
  • Ambitious
  • Patient (-100)
  • Intelligent
  • Conscientious (-100)
  • Industrious
  • Diligent (-100)
  • Diplomatic
  • Witty (-100)
Elemental Affinity: Earth
Tool of the Master: Hidden Weapon
Perks:
  • Transcendental Music Poetry (-200)
  • Wily Strategist (-300)
  • Greater Artifact: The Imperial Seal (-300)
  • Tact (-400)
Flaws:
  • Old (+100)
  • Bottleneck Is just straight up not a cultivator (+200)
  • Ugly (+300)
  • Can't See Mount Tai (+500)
Disciples: 5 (-500)
Total Negative: +1600
Total Positive: -2000
Total: -400
Sect Name: Linshan Academy
Sect Description: Important scholarly academy closely entwined with the imperial bureaucracy, source of the currently-dominant bureaucratic clique feuding with the eunuchs for control of the palace, not actually a cultivation sect
Sect Location: Mulberry Palace
Nature: Official, Academic
Size: Extraordinary (-500)
Location: Auspicious Palace (-500)
Perks:
  • Venerable Sect (-100)
  • City-State (-500)
Flaws:
  • Popular Disdain (+200)
  • Useless Mouths (+300)
Total Negative: +500
Total Positive: -1600
Total: -1100
 
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I am open to nerds seeking a spot in my sect but idk how that'd work since it's like a homeless vagrant Sect with no base and every member is secretly one, so nobody knows who is who

I don't know how but I think i might be predestined for your sect. sheet and idea was drafted without knowing your post.
 
Accepted Apps: Zuu Shebe
Zuu Shebe, the Whispered One, of the Black Cat Sect
Aged 424 Years
Cat (?)
Born of the Mulberry Palace
Follower of the Unfettered Path

In the times following the founding of the Dynasty, as Heaven was shaping events to its will, there was a kitten. It was orphaned, and it wandered the outer halls of the Mulberry Palace without direction or hope. There were many celestial beings and powerful cultivators still in the service of the Empire at that time, and some took notice of its plight. They fed it and cared for it, and though they may not have realized, their energy vitalized it, turning it into something more than just an animal. Eventually the Emperor demanded it be abandoned as a distraction, but some defied his order, and the cat remained. By the time that it was discovered his edict had been disobeyed, Zuu Shebe had already been set on a path from which there was no turning back. The Path of Cultivation.

The Black Cat Sect (Sheet)
Sect Location: Secret, Believed to be somewhere in the Grasslands surrounding Gressi City

The origins of the Black Cat Sect are shrouded in mystery, and most know only rumor and old folk tales dating back to the founding of the current Dynasty. Supposedly, in those early days when many powerful cultivators and celestial beings were shaping the nature of the Empire, there were those who found joy in the presence of a small cat. Weak and orphaned, it survived on their kindness, and the time they took from their duties to care for it. Angered at this, the Emperor of the time demanded that the cat be abandoned - but while most reluctantly obeyed, there were some few who continued in secret. How could it be righteous to abandon any creature to die? And so there grew, within the Empire, a secret society of those for whom the Emperor's word was not law. It would be regarded as little more than a legend were it not for the Imperial edicts against it, ineffectual as they may be. to those with more knowledge of the martial world, the Black Cat Sect represents a place for those on the boundaries of society, those unwelcome in the courtly halls of the Mulberry Palace but still watching over the Empire from the shadows. Though the Sect rarely intervenes directly in affairs, when it does, the strength it displays belies its small numbers, emerging at the perfect moment to turn the tides of history.
 
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Age: 400
Species: Demonic Dragon
Birthplace: The Darkest Place Under The Heavens
Cultivation Path: The Broken Path Of The Hungering Demon Blade (Unfettered Path)
Realm: Nacient Soul
Tool of the Master: Sword
Element: Void
Bio: Once a simple Koi in a pond, Vashrel cultivated and jumped the dragons gate to become a true dragon. However, she was quickly hated by the gods for her arrogance and struck back down to earth once again, being corrupted by her rage and vices, she became a demonic dragon. Walking the earth curing the gods, she stumbled upon many targets for her rage, and eventually found the previous wielder of the All Consuming Demonic Blade, who was dying even without her help. He like the rage and anger in her eyes, and gifted her the blade, and his cultivation technique, allowing her to train with it and attain human form.

Since then, she has been wandering the earth and slaying cultivators, intent on getting stronger by any means necessary, seeking out forbidden knowledge and Demonic Artifacts to enhance herself and ensure that she can exact revenge on the gods for what they did to her.

Virtues:
  • Intelligent
  • Focused
Vices:
  • Greedy
  • Wrathful
  • Secretive
  • Avaricious
  • Quarrelsome
  • Prideful
  • All Consuming Demon Blade
  • Prodigy
  • Forbidden Knowledge
  • Unhuman
  • Greater Artifact
  • Lesser Artifact
  • "Demonic"
  • Path Deviant
  • Drunk
  • Heavenly Disfavor
  • Ignoble Lineage
  • Intense Tribulations
  • Rival

Followers of The Broken Path
Sect Location: Everywhere And Nowhere
Sect Type: Cult
Sect Description: Not so much a sect as a simple cult, the Followers of the Broken Path are a bunch of lunatics who worship the demonic arts, desiring strength at any cost to themselves or others. As such, they are always on the run, moving from place to place, and are often scattered great distances accross Murim.
Sect Location None
Sect Size Minimal
  • None
  • Popular Disdain
 
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Character Name: Baldr Wesson, The Sword that Cuts the Stars
Age: 36
Species: Human
Birthplace: The West
Cultivation Path: Harmonious Path
Bio: Far from the sea tossed cliffs of the west were he was born, Baldr was an adventurer seeker that crossed the sea decades ago seeking fame and fortune. He found both, in ruins and ancient tombs of the dead and forgotten, stealing secrets best left to turn to dust. What exactly he found in the depths of the world he has kept silent on, but all who know him have commented on the sudden change in temperment that the experience caused. This combined with a knack for cultivation and a nearly unique dual element skyrocketed him through the early realms into Core Formation, were he has since stagnated, a meteoric rise frozen only partialy complete. The price many whisper for overstepping the tenants fo the Harmonious Path and defying the heavens in action. After a decade of making a name for himself across the lands, making enemies and friends he fought a great battle against his longtime enemy Liu Runchu Young Master of the Liu Clan which he was ultimatley defeated.

He has since retreated to Port Eagle, and focoused his intentions inward, rarely leaving the city for the past few years as he meditates on focuses on something in the depths of newly renovated Celestial Motion Sect.

Sect Name: Celestial Motion Sect
Sect Description: Born of success in the windswept early years the Celestial Motion Sect is barely worth the name with a bare handful of members, only three of which are worth their weight in silver. Still those three invidiuals alone are a potent force in Port Eagle, one that has plumbed the secrets of the Heavens for decades now. The Sect purported focus on Quintessence and Void techniques has been it's greatest handicap in many ways as it has seriously limited the pool of recruits avalible to it, not helped by the Sects realitive youth.
Sect Location: Port Eagle

3500/3500

Vices
Self-depreciating
Melancholic

Virtues
Intelligent
Brave

Quintessence Element [-200]
Void Element [-200]
Sword
Core Formation [-500]

Perks
Extra Element [-100]
Oppositional Element [-300]
Willy Strategists [-300]
Forbidden Knowledge [-500] "...red-stained hands place a crown of rusted swords upon my brow..."
Enlightened Art [-600]
Dashing [-200]
Prodigy [-300]

Flaws
Young [+100]
Rival [+200]
Forigener [+300]
Intense Tribulations [+300]
Heavenly Disfavor (Motari the Rime Penguin) [+500]
Path Deviant [-200]
Sworn Enemy (Liu Runchu) [-300]

Offical Sect
Mansion [-100]
Minor Sect [-100]
Young Sect [+100]
2 Disciples [-100]

Doctor Zhang Caiji [1500/1500]
Element: Water

Skills
Experience [-300]
Medicine Skill [-300]

Traits
Alchemist [-200]
Herbilist [-100]

Perks
Master Medicine [-600]

Flaws
Rouge [+100]
Enemy [+400]
Otherworldly Debt (Glorb the Sodden Goldfish) [+500]

Qiao Min, The Tree Tailed Fox [1500/1500]
Element: Void [-200]

Skills
Stealth [-100]
Bureacuracy [-100]
Caligraphy [-100]
Music [-100]
Intrigue [-200]

Traits
Gamesman [-100]

Perks
Unhuman [-200]
Charismatic [-100]
Experienced [-300]

Flaws
Rouge [+100]
Addicted (Alcohol) [+400]
Otherworldly Debt (Har-Jo the Heat Phoenix) [+500]
 
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Accepted Apps: Grandma Spider

Character Name: Beatrice Taylor Grandma Spider
Age: 450
Species: Human
Birthplace: The West
Cultivation Path: Harmonious Path

Bio:
The woman who would become Grandma Spider was born on a ship, sailing from the Empire of the Eagle Kings to Port Eagle. Her father was a merchant, one who primarily traded in black powder and silk. Over the course of her life, she would travel many times back and forth between the two worlds, but she was destined not to be a merchant but to be a wife. Beatrice Taylor was an incredible beauty, with improbably pale skin and exotic fiery red hair. She was married to Wu Hao, the son of a silk merchant who did much business with her father. It was not an unhappy marriage, exactly, but nor was it a happy one. Nevertheless, this was the way of the world, and Beatrice contented herself to do her best to thrive within it.

It was only after she was married that Beatrice learned her father-in-law was the head of the Silk Spider Sect. Immediately, Beatrice seized on the chance. Charming her husband, she convinced him to teach her cultivation, and she proved a quick study. Though it was looked down upon, she even imported western manuals to help herself advance.

And then her father-in-law died mysteriously of poison and Beatrice Taylor became Lady Spider. But her husband proved to be a mediocre sect leader, fickle and easily influenced. She struggled to ensure he followed her vision, and eventually grew tired of doing so. Thus, after bearing her husband a son, she took matters into her own hand.

After her husband died mysteriously of poison, Lady Spider won the tug of war for control of the Silk Spider Sect and became Mother Spider, regent of the infant who was rightful sect head by virtue of blood. She raised him in her image, and even as she grew in cultivation he did as well, proving to be a true prodigy. She even secured him a good marriage, and felt her position was secure.

Her son, however, proved he was not content as his mother's puppet. Launching a coup, he ousted his mother and seized the reigns of the secretive clan. Yet, he loved her, confining her to house arrest instead of having her killed.

This would prove to be a mistake.

Mother Spider managed to rebuild her connections even from house arrest, securing loyalists and turning her son's allies against him. When the time came, she did not bother with a subtle, untraceable poison.

At a banquet, Mother Spider launched her counter-coup. Before all the sect's leadership, paralyzed by poison, she executed her son and his entire family. The only one she spared was one grandchild, a little girl who begged for her life so piteously even Mother Spider was moved, or so Beatrice claims.

Naming that girl, Wu Shen, as the sect head by right of inheritance, Mother Spider demanded that the child officially transfer sect leadership to her. After she agreed, and all the sect's leadership was forced to accent to the transfer, Mother Spider smiled and embraced her grandchild, swearing to train her as her own. Thus, she became Grandma Spider.

She has ruled the Silk Spider Sect ever since.

Sect Name: Silk Spider Sect
Sect Location: Port Eagle
Sect Description:
The Silk Spider Sect is a venerable sect, drawing its origin to the chaos of demonic warlords that existed prior to the current empire. The sect's founder was a human silk merchant and cultivator of some skill. The instability was dangerous and dangerously bad for business, and so the founder decided to act.

The Silk Spider Sect was born from caravan guards, but quickly evolved into a secret society with the professed goal of forcing the demons out of Hwan. Allying with the Gao Dynasty, they eventually succeeded.

With the warring over, the Silk Spider Sect shifted to a more mercantile bent, as the founder expanded his trade empire. He even met a mysterious foreigner off the western coast, one who offered a mysterious explosive black powder in exchange for silk. Eventually, that trade relationship lead to a marriage between his son and the trader's daughter, Beatrice. Though he didn't know it at the time, this would be the greatest mistake of his life.

As an aside, when Beatrice was placed in house arrest it was in a small trading village that had grown up around the trade route her father had forged. Even after she took over the sect again she stayed in that village, eventually forging it into Port Eagle.

Heroes:
Equipment:

Element: Water

Skills:
Stealth (-100)
Intrigue (-200)
Scouting (-200)

Traits:
Herbalist (-100)
Hunter (-100)

Perks:
Survivor (-200)
Master: Stealth (-600)

Disciple Flaws:
Addiction (400)
Divisive (600)

Bio: When Wu Shen was just a child, her grandmother killed her entire family. Each one died stoically, with their honor in tact. But when Grandma Spider brought the knife to Shen's throat, she broke. Shen weeped and sobbed and begged to live, swore she would do anything if Grandma Spider did not kill her. And, miraculously, Grandma Spider agreed. All Wu Shen had to do was give away the sect to her Grandmother, and become her apprentice. Wu Shen agreed, and in doing so lost any dregs of honor she had once had.

The clan has never forgiven Wu Shen for that betrayal, but she doesn't care. In time, she has grown to respect Grandma Spider, if not love her, and she has willingly allowed her grandmother to forge her into a perfect weapon. Now, she acts as Grandma Spider's right hand assassin, and in her off time she enjoys the life she gave up everything to keep. Sometimes, if she's lucky, she ends the day so exhausted from killing and hedonism that she manages to sleep without nightmares.
Equipment:

Element: Earth

Skills:
Leadership (-200)

Traits:
Gamesman (-100)

Perks:
Heroic (-100)
Charismatic (-100)
Experienced (-300)

Disciple Flaws:
Rogue (100)
Limited (200)

Bio: Sven Ragnar, like Grandma Spider, is from the West. A mercenary of high renown, he was recruited by Grandma Spider to lead her men in situations where an army is more suitable than a knife in the back. He is charismatic and a skilled, if unconventional, tactician, which makes him a perfect figure to lead. He is also a foreigner, elementally aligned with the earth, and has shown little capability of advancing beyond his current level of cultivation, which makes the chances of him ever usurping her very low. So far, Sven Ragnar has proven well worth the fee.
 
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Accepted Apps: Pyria Aelar

Character Name: Pyria Aelar
Age: 22
Species: Alve, a longlived species that's skilled with the manipulation of paranormal energies but that suffers from a lack of physical strength.
Birthplace: A nameless town in the east.
Cultivation Path:The Harmonious path
Bio:
Pyria was born a sickly child, her parents were given poor odds of her surviving. But seemingly pure stubborness on her part and the efforts of the local healers the young alve was able to pull through. Still sickly, but alive. The daughter to merchants her childhood can be described as a fairly kind one, while she would never get to make the trips her parents did for fear of upsetting her illness she was allowed to explore the city her parents were based out of, which gave her plenty to explore. Though her upbringing under traditional alve beliefs has led to difficulties for her, which is best highlighted in her childhood rival, Mulan Wei. First met during one of the festivals neither knows who insulted each other first, though both accuse the other of it, but it seems to have been rivalry at first sight as from that day both competed to out do the other and to force the other to aknowledge who was better. A relationship that has continued to this day.

Though Pyria's life wouldn't truly become something special, at least special enough to become a cultivator, until she her parents brought back a gift from their most recent expedition to the south. A ring of gold and black, dotted with symbols of the sun and lions. At first glance it was but a beautiful bauble, one she kept on her finger due to its beauty and its sentimental value. But it would only be a short few weeks before she noticed that her dreams were taking a turn for the strange, where she met a woman that she couldn't look at or remember the appearance of but that she could remember talking to. The woman was stern, aggressive, and arrogant, but at the same time had deigned to talk to the sickly young woman that had appeared before her. Why, Pyria didn't know as the woman merely told her that it was a whim, but no matter the reason it was a life-changing event for her. The young woman was even luckier when she struck a precarious balance to impress the dream woman, who she would find later to be a Celestial, polite, and diplomatic, but not simpering and born lucky enough to not be unsightly. So the Celestial talked to her until she awoke, and the next night came back to talk to her. This did not occur every night, but for as long as she's had the ring the Alven woman has been visited by the Celestial in her dreams for conversation.

These conversations are what gave her the chance to become a culrivator, as after her illness took a particuarlly bad turn the Celestial had decided to make sure her conversational partner remained alive, once again not giving the merchant woman an explination why. Instead simply pulling out a tablet and taught her the basics for a cultivation method that suited the Alve's rare affinity mix. From there it launched her onto the path of cultivation and eventually forming a sect.

As time goes on Pyria would learn, not from the celestial as both prefered to keep their conversations away from such matters, but by herself and with whatever resources she could gather until her parents passed away from a cultivator fight gone awry. With their death she was left in chrage of a merchant company, but a merchant company is not where her ambitions lay. So a humble mortal organization was turned towards the ways of cultivation. New blood was brought in while old blood continued their profession of choice.

One of those new bloods is would be Lin, a powerful cultivator who Pyria offered to join the sect due to a mixture of taking an instant liking to the uncommonly diplomatic cultivator and pity. The fact that said cultivator has shown time and time again that the trust was well placed is a thing that warms the alve's heart.

If that will occur or not, well even the Heavens may not know.
Sect Name: House of Solar Gold
Sect Junior Leader: Lin Taijia @Taricus
Sect Description: The House of Solar Gold is a very young sect, founded by Pyria herself after learning to cultivate from the Solar Celestial. Paid for by her inheritance of her family's merchant house, and making use of the profit from that same avenue to supplement their income, this is is primarily academically focused due to it's perdilication for merchantile work and interests. Leading to a focus on the intellictual over martial or spiritual.
Sect Location: Twulakes City
 
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The Lady of the Sea, River and Tempest
Lian Yiyun

Character Name: Lian Yiyun

Age: 38

Species: Human

Birthplace: Port Eagle

Cultivation Path: Harmonious Path

Bio:

Sect Location: Port Eagle

Sect Name: Hǎiyáng Academy

Sect Description:

The Hǎiyáng Academy was founded by Lady Lian Yiyun to create a place where the orphans that she has taken in can call their homes and find their way in life whatewhere it may be, using the diverse knoweldge that she learned from her master and the wealth that she has obtained from her mercantile activity to hire tutors or to teach them herself trade that they can use to live their life, in accordance with her philosophy that Heaven has given to everyobody something that they are talented in and it is something that must be cultivated or at least practiced so you can use it to help others.
 
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Accepted Apps: Lu Fong

LU FONG
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"Lu the Hammer, the Infinite Mountain Lord, Old Man Lu."

Today marks his 409th anniversary.
As long as
HE draws breath, Harmony will never falter. Long live Orthodoxy. Long live the Gao dynasty. Long live the EMPIRE.

BIO:
General Lu Fong has served the Empire faithfully for four hundred years. When Mountain Lord Shi Sikong pledged the sect to defend the northern border, Lu marched with him and the Five Peakmasters into battle. When almost all the elders of the Five Mountains fell in battle against the beasts beyond the frontier, Lu rallied the sect and reaffirmed the oath of eternal loyalty sworn to the Gao dynasty.

He has led the Sect into more than a hundred battles. He has campaigned to every end of the border and smashed whomever his emperor asked him to smash. Because Lu Fong is and has always been a servant. And an oath, once given, can never be taken away.


The Five Mountains Sect used to be located in a hidden valley near the Fort, which today bears the name of Duke Jo, their sacred duty being the defense of the northern frontier against the bestial invaders of the North. Each of it's Five Peaks was ruled by a Peakmaster, and all the five were subordinate to the Mountain Lord.

Mountain Lord Shi Sikong pledged away his Sect's independence to the Empire as a show of commitment to the defense of the Fort, and in exchange, he and all the Five Peakmasters of the time were granted the military rank of General and permission to carry the Emperor's own war banner.

Under Lu Fong's leadership, the Sect has transitioned into essentially a mobile army for the Emperor to deploy as he wishes. The Five Peakmasters of today are known as the FIVE HEAVENLY GENERALS, each of them carefully selected and trained by the Old Man to lead troops in his absence;

First Heavenly General, Lu Zhiwei, the General of Steadfast Righteousness
Second Heavenly General, Shi Siming, the Void Strategem Lord
Third Heavenly General, Bannerlord Sun Yoonsung
Fourth Heavenly General, War God Bai Xin
Fifth Heavenly General, Vanguardbreaker Fei Wenyuan


Despite its long history of loyal service, the Sect's position is not good. Lu Fong's quarrelsome have made the Five Mountains fall out of the court's favor. Resources are ever-sparse--and the Second Heavenly General plots to depose the Mountain Lord
 
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Luminary Xue Yan "The Bleeding Flame"
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"Aaah~ so your cultivation has proven meaningless after all, worry not, even failures like you may be granted my mercy." -Luminary Xue Yan to his dying disciple
Age: 153
Species: Human
Birthplace: Warrior's Rest
Cultivation Path: Harmonious
Bio: Luminary Xue Yan is perhaps the greatest of the Merciful Blood Sect's "Surgeons" in generations, for as much as such a thing can be considered great. Born to a long line of particularly infamous Surgeons, Xue Yan is seen by most of Warrior's Rest as nothing but a particularly ruthless example of the Merciful Blood's legendary "mercy". With an acidic personality and general apathy towards their training Xue Yan is infamous among the sect for being unable to keep a disciple for long. Granted the title Bleeding Flame because of his uniquely paradoxical soul, most in the sect are closely aligned with water and use that to help control their blood based cultivation, Xue Yan's fire and water affinity allows him to ignite his own blood with an accursed flame. Became the youngest Luminary in the sect's history when he personally granted the previous Luminary his mercy in the presence of The Grand Luminary after the old Luminary had fallen pray to the blood's Song. It is a commonly believed rumor that causing such blood shed while in the presence of The Grand Luminary is what made Xue Yan fall ill with his sickness, if such rumors are true however only he knows.

The Merciful Blood Sect
Mercy is only to be given to those who are already destined to die as we are not to affect
The Dynasty's destiny, so goes The First Precept
Those who have fallen prey to the song and forgotten the light of
The Grand Luminary's Dynasty are destined to die, so goes The Second Precept
Let not your emotions control your actions lest you fall pray to the Blood's Song, so goes The Third Precept
Your face is lost to all once you don the pure mask for we are Surgeons in our totality, so goes The Fourth Precept
Be the enemy demon or invader we are not to aid our non-sect allies on the field of battle for we are the Surgeon's in
His light and not His soldiers, so goes The Fifth Precept
Sect Bio: The Merciful Blood Sect is a self described "Harmonious" sect, though this is a comparison that most conventional Harmonious sect's would declare a duel to the death over. Founded on the same day as Warrior's Rest when The First Luminary found The Grand Luminary below the unresting grounds of the great battlefields from before Fort Jo was founded, the Merciful Blood has been a constant presence on the northern frontier ever since. Once proven trustworthy of granting their mercy, all the Xiushi of The Merciful Blood are granted the title of surgeon and told to find the dead and dying of the northern frontier and grant them mercy in pursuit of their path heaven. Seen as an ill omen at best and ruthless killers at worst, rare is the veteran or leper of the north that will not shut their door and hide when a Surgeon is seen walking the streets of Warrior's Rest in their tell tale bloody white robes and faintly grinning mask. Notably despite this reputation, Surgeons tend to avoid fights where possible and refrain from openly carrying weapons, as such violence is often seen as having an undue influence on their victim's destined death and is frowned upon inside their halls.

If a fight is to be had despite their passivity however all Surgeons trusted to leave The Luminary's Palace are trained to be proficient in their unique cultivation of the water element. Manipulating water outside of their body is seen as having too much of an effect on the world's destiny and as such possibly effecting The Dynasty's mysterious destiny, to prevent this they have instead become masters of the "water" inside of their own souls and bodies, their blood.

The luminary's Palace is the largest building and complex inside of Warrior's Rest and below it lie the chambers of The Grand Luminary, though only a select few have ever been granted the honor of a standing in his presence. When word reaches the Palace that there is a desperate battle about to be met, an epidemic raging in a city, or a particularly dangerous criminal being sent to the block the bell tower atop the current Luminary's meditation room rings out across the settlement. The bell is the sign to the citizens of Warrior's Rest that a Grand Mercy is to be granted, and it is only during such monumental events that the normally reclusive Elder Surgeon's and their direct disciples are seen exiting the dark halls of The Luminary's Palace. A Grand Mercy is a sight that all soldiers of the northern frontier fear seeing on the horizon during a desperate battle, as they know that having such an audience means that no help will be coming. In Warrior's Rest it is said that "More have died to the sound of those bells ringing then have died on any battlefield in heaven or earth." while an exaggeration it is not one The Merciful Blood is in any hurry to correct, as it is to their benefit that the sight of an army of white clad Surgeons be seen with fear rather than anger.
 
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Accepted Apps: Sun Yin
The Imperial Trade Commission
Per montem et mare.

From the distant west, ships have long returned with exotic goods. Smokebrew, favored of drunkards and the refined alike. Amber, a crystallization of elder times most useful in alchemy. Firepowder, evidence of alchemical sophistication useful in medicine. Even exotic flatbreads. From time to time, vessels from that far-off empire have come as well, holds full and ready to unload in exchange for tea and coin.

As the empire struggles, and opportunity reveals itself, this trade has become less reliable. Pirates grow stronger and better organized, and ships more often arrive at Eagleport barren, or not at all. It would appear that Eagleport was not the only one to notice this trend, for a convoy has pushed through with goods and news, over a dozen armed ships where once a single or pair of vessels would have been quite sufficient.

A new power has arisen in the west, a new minister to replace the old promising a new age of trade. No longer would the Commission be a distant affair, and to signify that the new minister and her brother have even taken up new names to better interact with the people they would trade with.

The great western ocean now knows a sea of masts, headed by five rings working in harmony. Though trade is yet sporadic, promises have been made, and battles fought.

Sun Yin, Prince of the Unbounded Sea, ascendant minister of the Imperial Trade Commission, descendant of the Eagle Kings. It is not well known what she did to gain the position, when rumor abounds of youthful overreach, but one can well imagine a river of bodies in her shadow. Yet, should one meet her, perhaps a different impression would be left, of kindness backed by shrewd strategy and wisdom beyond any youthful appearance.

Sun Hiri, Prince of the Red Fleet, brother of Sun Yin, and braver of depths. He has been known to ply markets with coral and pearl, and other more exotic things, and to spend many coins upon mercenaries and cultivators to spearhead delves into the hidden places of the world.

Jin Yue, Keeper of the Golden Ledger, once a bureaucrat of the imperial court and now hailed as one of the five rings of the new leadership of the ITC. It is uncertain how he became so trusted by the foreign enterprise, but to the imperial court he has become their voice.

Ichikawa Reisen, Prince of the White Fleet, a foreigner even to those of the distant west, yet a presence nonetheless. Rumor has been spread that, when health fails or injury becomes overwhelming, when a miracle is needed, the ITC may be able to offer medicines more potent than any other. A miracle, perhaps, for those who would seek it, beneath white flags.

Xu Hi, the Stargazer, an enigmatic figure whose fleets deal in the esoteric and the forbidden. Whether it be blood from other worlds, or tomes writ with secrets that ought burn merely from being written, those ships with black flags might carry such a bounty. More often, however, they carry holds of keen-eyed men and ample coin, seeking more, a golden opportunity for those of like mind.

Rumor speaks of more rings in the chain that is the new ITC, but if so they have not yet been publicized.
Character Name: Sun Yin
Age: 105
Species: Eagle King
Birthplace: Mountains of the Far West
Cultivation Path: Harmonious (heretic) ("What do you mean I'm not supposed to pay the heavens off? Why else would they send lightning for not doing so?")
Bio: A wayward heir of the Eagle Kings who, together with her brother, rose to the top of the Imperial Trade Commission via exploitation of a wedge issue. Namely, whether the underground and by extension the underwater should be shunned or exploited. Together, the pair steered both sides of the issue, and rode it to power. She believes the ITC should take a more active role in trade with the Empire of the East, especially as they enter another cycle of dynastic refresh.

To this end, she has been building a team of trusted experts, while using schisms to keep the usually fractious ITC in line.

Sect Name: Imperial Trade Commission
Sect Description: A funny bit of linguistics saw scholars determine that two nations used simply The Empire and variants as their endonym of choice, and so the commission to look into opening trade came to have its current short and iconic name, the traditional specification of where it trades to being dropped. Originally, it was to be a temporary government office, to be dissolved once trade flowed normally, but after it was found that merchants of the far-off empire preferred dealing with government employees over fellow merchants, the office became an ongoing concern.

Centuries have passed since those days, and now the Imperial Trade Commission is a mutant amalgamation of a merchant house and a government office, determining its own policies and leadership internally yet also answering to the emperor and contributing directly to the imperial coffer.

Sect Location: The Great Western Ocean
 
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"When there is no calm outside of you, you must find the calm inside of you. Find your inner peace, your balance, and the outer chaos will go away."
-The Second Master

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Character Name: [REDACTED]
Age: 462
Species: Human
Birthplace: Mulberry Palace
Cultivation Path: Harmonious Path

Bio:
Long before time had a name,
Or so the legends claim,
Twins of Dark and Light
Claimed their father's birthright.

Weapons of bright Gold they wielded
And the weaks they shielded
But Harmony is fickle
Once twins, their love began to trickle

The void whispered darkness consumed
The stars roared light bloomed
Of the demon the world was ridden
But the weapons of gold became hidden

The web of time has been spun
The era of a new generation has begun
Disciples at last, it was foretold
Soon he shall be succeeded by the man in green gold


Sect Name: The Floating Tea Leaves Sect

Sect Description:
When one thinks of a Sect, many things come to mind.
A gruff master surrounded by his eager juniors.
A lone man whose fist pierces the very heavens.
Devoted followers of the Empire or bloodthirsty demons.

The Floating Tea Leaves Sect stands as an excentric outcast amongt their midst. Indeed, it is young, very much so.
For centuries, The Second Master and his guardian beast remained alone, cultivating as if they waited for something. Respects were paid to the appropriate figures, taxes were sent on time and the occasional passerby found a roof under which he could sleep or wise advise they could follow.

It was on the 222nd year of the Second Master's custody of the Even Bigger Onion that something changed. For the first time in 222 years, he did not partake in the festival and instead travelled the land. A year later, the Floating Tea Leaves Sect was officialy reborn.

A master and his five disciples. Trained from their tender age in an ancient art from bygone days.
A master and his five disciples from amongst whom a warrior of Golden light shall return the sect to its heyday.



But the hour is still young. For now there is much to learn and much more tea to brew.


Sect Location: Gressy City​
 
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Accepted Apps: Sheng Hong
The Hundred Handed Minister. The First To Walk The Heavenly Path Of 100 Steps. Outer Minister Of The Office Of Roads.
Shèng Hóng
Age: 224
Species: Human. Definitely human. (Centipede)
Birthplace: Any forest. Every forest.
Cultivation Path: Harmonious.
Bio:
Blood. It is that which binds, that which pulls apart. Blood. It is that which defines borders and that which muddies them. Blood. Heaven can be lost and found by its shedding. But to the animals of the earth, the grandeur concealed within blood is lost. To the creatures in the middle of the forest, blood is not but another source of nourishment, indiscernible from another. Especially to a loathsome and hungry insect that makes its way along the forest floor. But the education of Heaven is a stubborn thing, capable of enlightening even the most lost. Such a thing happened once, to a centipede who ate the flesh and blood and bone of others and scuttled along, small and stupid.

One day, the truth of blood would be made apparent to the little centipede. The forest would become host to a private duel to the death between twin brothers of the imperial line, the both of them potent xiushi. Either one striving for ends far beyond the mind of the centipede. For them, it was the end of a long saga of love, greed, trust, betrayal, joy and heartbreak. One that could have only ended in one way. The final blows struck, the twins died in each other's arms, each one the victim of a perfect killing blow struck at the same time. Left to die next to one another, the blood from their wounds pooled in front of the little centipede, who began to drink deep from the refreshing red pool of liquid that it come across.

And as one story ended that day, another began. The centipede drank deep from the combined pools of carefully cultivated imperial blood. It tasted more than just salt and vigor, but the long and beautiful story of the twins and their rivalry. It was a poetic and beauteous saga, but one that the centipede couldn't properly understand. And in knowing that it didn't know, it grew frustrated. And in that frustration grew a yearning to learn. No. Not a yearning. A hunger.

Devouring as much as it could in a frenzy, the centipede grew larger and more bold. The brothers had lived well, and that experience was carried on. The centipede learned of grief, regret, and pain. The centipede learned of wonder, joy, and Heaven. It did not just learn of beautiful things, it learned that the world could be beautiful to begin with. And it knew, more than anything, that it wanted to bring that beauty to others, just as it had been granted such a gift.

It took the name of 圣红, Holy Red, to celebrate what had awakened it to Heaven. And from there Shèng Hóng set off into the world to grow more divine.

Called to further divinity by hunting and devouring the most corrupt of nobles, Shèng began to understand more about the world. In the process, he also gave rise to stories of a minor boogeyman within noble circles of a demon that would stalk the unworthy and devour them. And once he encountered these stories Shèng became perfectly satisfied with living up to the tales. When he wasn't hunting the wicked, Shèng would organize his thoughts and experiences with the world, becoming more and more alike to the humans who once towered above him. He learned the craft of reading and writing so he might collect his meditations in a book, and even cooked his non-wicked meals when he couldn't find any debased nobles to consume.

Over the years, Shèng would cultivate as he wandered Hwan, developing his martial training, predatory instincts, and philosophy. He even gained a human form as he shaped his core. Finally attaining a peace in his travels, Shèng reached a point where he understood the core principle behind all he had witnessed.

Everything is Heaven. Everyone is Heaven. The connections between everything and everyone is Heaven. Thus, to grow closer with Heaven, you must strive to remove distance between others and Heaven. And then, when all the land is unified with Heaven, you must turn on yourself, and become totally righteous and worthy of ascent.

And it was with that realization that Shèng knew his predation would not be enough. Just by taking a look around, Shèng could see that Hwan was growing in distance from Heaven. There was now more wicked nobles than ever, and devouring one would just allow two more to sprout. To ascend, Shèng must set things right. And to set things right, Sheng seized the Office Of Roads, and began rising within it's ranks.

Once he became the Minister of the office, Shèng expanded it's duties and his ambitions. In his eyes, usurpation of the Mandate is his divine duty as a cultivator on the Harmonious Path, with such a radical view not winning him many friends amongst that path once they learn of his goals or his methods. But regardless of their disrespect, Shèng still believes the Empire is best served with a culling of the corrupt, the criminal, the demonic. All who might threaten the restoration of the peasant's peace and the procession of paperwork must be made to pay in blood. The land shall be saved. Even if first he must bleed it.

Sect Name: Office Of Roads/100 Steps To Heaven
Sect Description:
Within the Office Of Roads lies the 100 Steps To Heaven sect, though frankly the two are now interchangeable. The 100 Steps To Heaven is the philosophical, moral, and martial outlook that bolsters the bureaucratic actions taken by the Office Of Roads. While the Office Of Roads provides the political, social, and bureaucratic legitimacy that affords the adherents to 100 Steps To Heaven the ability to act within the Empire.

100 Steps To Heaven emphasizes the truth that all are united in Heaven's divine system, from the lowliest insect to the grandest immortal. From this truth comes 100 Steps, personal lessons to be learned that will pave the way to unifying the self with their role in Heaven. These 100 Steps form a divine 'road', meant to minimize the distance between the xiushi and Heaven itself. Many of these 100 Steps are as focused on aligning the world around the xiushi with Heaven as much as they are on self-improvement. As such, practitioners of 100 Steps are known for their supreme mastery over their environment and for performing genuinely heroic acts, even if their own flaws become highlighted. These personal shortcomings are often the final obstacles they have to face on the road to Heaven.

The Office Of Roads was once merely the office responsible for looking after the Empire's roads, and as such mirrored the Empire's fracture. Growing more and more decentralized and dependent on local rulers to actually tend to their roads. And that was assuming they didn't just shirk their jobs and become a vehicle for extorting travelers outright. Shèng's intervention in the Office has seen new life blown into the Office as lesser clerks were either reformed or replaced, and an overwhelming sense of duty and purpose instilled within each one. The exact messaging and philosophical structure of 100 Steps To Heaven is naturally a boost to morale and work ethic to those within the Office. Practicing 100 Steps has allowed even the most cynical bureaucrat to become more adept at handling their work. While the more honest and ready have come to view their work and the improvement of the lives of loyal citizens as sacred. Implementing martial arts into the practices of even the lowest clerk has also been a boon to keeping the lines orderly.

Unifying the Office and instilling it with the 100 Steps To Heaven has taken much of Shèng's attention and focus over these generations, and with both finally in a state he can be satisfied with, his eyes have turned outwards, towards the era of chaos that has gripped the Empire, towards the untold thousands trapped in suffering, towards the child sitting on the throne, and how rich his blood must surely taste.
Sect Location: Akoby City
 
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Accepted Apps: Mengde
Mengde, the Fist of Killing Intent

Age: 50
Species: Human (?)
Birthplace: Fort Jo
Cultivation Path: Unfettered
Bio: A cold, emotionless warrior, Mengde is hellbent on one and only thing — training in the dark arts of the Fist of Killing Intent. This forbidden martial art supposedly consumes its wielder's personality and soul, but gives them great power. Why he has set himself so surely on this path to damnation is unknown. Nevertheless, he wanders the Empire, seeking stronger and stronger opponents to pit himself against, and cultivating his demonic power.

Sect Name: Followers of the Killing Fist

The Followers of the Killing Fist are those awed by Mengde's use of the Fist of Killing Intent, and for one reason or another, compelled to follow him on his path of destruction and aid him in his quest. Some even dare to imitate him. Mengde takes no disciples and brooks no insolence, but he largely leaves the mass of his followers alone.

Sect Location: Wandering Sect
Vices: Prideful, Rash
Virtues: Courageous, Brave
Tools of the Master: Fist

Elemental Affinity: Ice (100 pts)
Perks: Forbidden Knowledge (500 pts)
Realm: Core Formation (500 pts)

Disciples: 0
 
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Accepted Apps: Goryou Zan
Goryou Zan
Lord of the Twister Flower Sect
The Demon in the West, Follower of the False Path

Age: 216
Species: Demon
Birthplace: Beyond the Empire
Cultivation Path: The Unfettered Path

A demon from the North, the creature that would eventually become known as Goryou Zan emerged amongst his fractious bunch as a brutal warrior, and readily followed one of his warlord brethren on a Southwards trajectory. After half a century of intermittent raids into the Empire and clashing with the other uncivilised denizens of the North, his warlord led them deeper than ever before into the Empire, seeking to establish a demonic demesne within the Empire, styling himself as a Demon King. Instead, the warband was shattered, their members put to the sword, and his warlord left to rot on the fields of battle.

Barely avoiding death, he would instead begin to roam across the Empire, seeking to better understand the power that had shattered his compatriots, and ultimately master it himself. For decades he would travel across the eastern hills and then towards the central river valleys, stopping frequently to learn for a few months in various sects and fighting their adepts. Eventually, feeling he had learned enough, he began his long walk west, stopping frequently to refine his own theory on the Paths of Cultivation and deepen his foundation.

It is during this long walk that he began accruing his first followers, where his own vision of the Path was shared and the Twisted Flower Sect would first sprout. As the sect grew, he finally discarded his old name, and adopted his current one. With this decision, he also now sought to place his roots down, and claim for himself a domain worthy of his growing aspirations. Moving ever closer to the western coast, he set his eyes on an old but fading warrior-sect, that maintained its relevance more with the town that had grown to encapsulate it than its own disciples. When he finally reached it, he challenged their Master and their disciples, and slew them all.

Through his victory, he claimed leadership over the sect, killing or humbling those that defied him, and took custody of their records and teachings. In the sixty years since, his sect has grown greatly and he has sired his own progeny. Yet he is a distant master, spending most of his time internalising the techniques of the old sect, cultivating his Golden Core, and writing down his teachings.

The Twisted Flower Sect
The Twisted Flower Sect is young, yet almost all of its senior adepts and most of its disciples predate it. Within the first decade of its settlement, Zan's First Disciple was found dead, murdered while he was in a trance to begin the formation of his core. This internecine conflict has deepened throughout the years. With the competition worsening as they ascend higher and grow stronger, most of its membership would rather hide their progress and focus more on theoretical knowledge rather than become the target of an unknown rival.

This is not helped by the rare showings of their Master, who only offers his time once a week to his disciples and adepts, with only a few dozen being able to participate and receive the rare honour of his direct teachings. As a result, prospective and new members generally form "study groups", headed by an adept that shares his or her knowledge in exchange for them performing menial tasks. As they ascend and grow in power, cliques begin becoming the primary way to secure further knowledge and advance into the teachings. As it stands many disciples hamper the development of their lessers, or only give their teachings in exchange for sworn support of their advances.

Many doubt the survivability of the sect, infested as it is with adepts working upon sabotaged foundations, yet the upper core remains notable if fragmented in their cliques. The greatest of them is headed by the 6th Son of the Master, displaying a similar talent as his father, although he has also inherited his pride, which has made him multiple enemies within the sect. The second is headed by the Third Disciple, who despite his advanced age and experience has seemingly hit a brick wall. Nonetheless, he is considered as the left hand of their Master, and has taken a lot of the responsibilities in managing the city. Another clique is held by the occultist Sixth Disciple, who has focused his efforts on the rituals and the binding of the otherworldly into the service of the sect.

Other cliques exist outside of these three, yet they are less aligned with the vision of the Master, some being headed by the surviving disciples of the old sect that maintain their opposition to the new teachings, although they still join in the Master's weekly teachings.

When Zan deposed the old sect, he did so with 8 Disciples. Of them, the First's sabotaged foundation remains the earliest death amongst the Demon's first followers. The Eight would follow it when she challenged the Master for stewardship of the sect, so that he may instead focus on the theological aspects and on disseminating his teachings throughout the sect. A fatal insult. The Fourth maimed themselves by losing themselves during ritual, shattering their burgeoning sun core with lunar energies. The Fifth would fatally wound the Second for seeking to prevent him from challenging the Master. The Seventh, the latest casualty, would perish for her attempt to terminate the Master's bloodline, seeking to end any future rivals to her own slow progress. As a result, only the Third and Sixth Disciples remain from Zan's first followers.

Sect Location: North of Port Eagle
 
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Accepted Apps: Sho Den
Sho Den "The Uncrowned King"
Age: 30 years old
Species: Human
Birthplace: The Gate of Oblivion
Cultivation Path: Harmonious
Bio:​
The man known as Sho Den was born within the depths of the Order's ancestral fortress, the Gate of Oblivion. Born exposed to the darkness of the wound in reality, his life was thought to be a painful, but mercifully short, one. Instead, through sheer spite, Sho Den refused to accept this. He harnessed the primal element of Void and Fire, each making up one-half of the traditional wings of the Order. While the older members of the Order balked at his unconventional rise, others sought to raise him higher, including the Uncrowned King. His rise was cemented with the death of the former Uncrowned King during an incursion from the Wound. Where others fell, Sho Den stood firm and slew the monster that had slain the Order's leader. When the time came to choose the next Uncrowned King, his ascent was unanimous, despite the objects of the former leader's daughter, Jiang Ying Yue. Since his ascent, Sho Den has taken to patrols of his own, wandering the chaotic lands to seek out what threat the Order will have to take down next.

Sho Den is truly proud of what he has accomplished, and quick to rash action when he believes the Order and its goals are threatened. His time raised within the halls of the Order's fortress has caused him to be somewhat withdrawn and secretive about himself, but he still maintains a friendly demeanor with all those he encounters, and he will not hesitate to act, regardless of the danger, if the innocent are threatened or his Order is at risk.

The Black Flame Order

"My soul is the wick of eternity. Burn it, and let its cold light consume the evils of the world."

In the deepest annals of the Order's archives, the last copy of a story remains intact. Once, in times long past, an infernal lord rent a wound in the world. From this wound, the antithesis of creation poured forth, their malformed host screeching in the light of Creation. No mortal tool could harm them. No martial arts, no blood alchemy, no great sorceries of man could bind them. Desperate, he who would become the first Uncrowned King emerged. Through discipline and mastery of the self, he gave his own soul as kindling for the Black Flame. Wielding the cold fire, he drove the demons back and sealed the wound they left behind. Fearing their return, he had it buried deep within the mountains and carved a fortress from its depths to guard it forever. Knowledge of these demons and their lord faded, erased from history by the ever-watchful eyes and busy hands of the Order's agents. In time, so too did the Black Flame vanish from history, leaving them to continue their duty in quiet isolation.

In the times since, the Order has continued its mission beyond the bounds of its ancestral fortress 'The Gate of Oblivion.' With the chaos overrunning the land, the fears of the Black Flame Order are that someone may yet open another great wound, and lead to another great invasion.

Members of the Order tend to wander the world, seeking out evil to punish, and any hint of the return of their ancestral foes to the world. Invariably, they then return home to rest, recover, and compare notes with their fellow members to prepare for their next "Patrol."

Teachings

Mastery of the Self​

The Black Flame is conjured by the conflagration of the soul. The burning of the immortal light of the soul generates the cold fire used to ward off evil. But such power can be turned against its wielder just the same. Without strict control and discipline, the Black Flame will consume its unworthy wielder. Only through mastery of one's body and mind can the Black Flame be contained and channeled effectively.

Do Not Interfere in the Affairs of Kings and Emperors​

The power of a cultivator is mighty and can easily be turned to disrupt the balance of the world for one's own ends. Power is only worth the good that can be done with it. The power granted by the teachings of the Black Flame must only be used in the defense of the world and the innocent, and the destruction of those evils that would threaten them. Thus, the Order requires each member to refuse to engage in any interference in the politics and affairs of nations.

Draw Your Blade Only When Necessary​

The Black Flame Order focuses on the destruction of evil and the protection of the innocent. Their power is enough that it can cause serious collateral damage if used without control. Thus, the Order requires their members to avoid direct confrontation with their full strength unless absolutely necessary.

Defend the Innocent​

Innocents must be protected. The world must be preserved.

Bring Death to Those That Would Destroy the World​

Only death awaits those that serve the goals of oblivion, and it is the Black Flame Order that will deliver it to them swiftly, so as to ensure the preservation of the world.

Sect Location: Hidden Fortress in the mountains near Fort Jo
 
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Gu HeFeng ( 古禾丰)
Diva of the Flower Heart Sect
Perpetual Consonance, Voice of the Four Winds
Age: 16
Species: Human
Birthplace: Jorbis
Cultivation Path: Unfettered Path
Bio: Hailing from an ancient, but distant line of Imperial Courtesans Gu Hefeng was trained from birth to perform the notoriously complicated melodies preferred within the Mulberry Court. In this Hefeng proved herself to be a true progidy able to master every musical instrument placed within her hands in a matter of days and weeks rather than years expected of most. However, Hefeng's supreme profiency in all musical instruments paled in when compared to her otherworldly singing voice that was able to reduce the even the war-hardened monsters to tears.

Without doubt in better times, Gu Hefeng's talent would have elevated her into the Mulberry Court. Instead, her peerless talent drew the treacherous attention of corrupt officials who wanted to use Hefeng as a disposable piece in their esoteric political manuvering. An ordeal that Hefeng was unlikely to survive unscathed, if she made it out alive at all. Afterall modern Mulberry Court was a wolves den filled to the brim with cold-blooded killers capable of any action no matter how heinous for most minute advantage in their devasting factional in-fighting. To be sent their as a pawn was to be sent to a fate worse than death for all but the luckiest.

Gu Hefeng Rejected this fate with all her heart, to her music was something that should be beyond petty politics. It should be medium that linked all under heaven by passing through the barriers of language and species. Something that she should help to spread across the world as a being beloved by music itself. However, her clan, and by extension Hefeng, were inexhorably bound to the court. Seeing no other way out Gu Hefeng snuck out of her family home the night before her journey to the Mulberry court, and clambered onto the fastidious city walls of Jorbis to perform a final tribute to the mortal realm. For she had vowed to never sing again should it be for the selfish gain of uncaring officials.

It was this event that led to her chance meeting with the Flower Heart Sect, as her voice caught the attention of the incredibly understanding Sect who swiftly offered Feng a place within their ranks upon learning of her sordid tale. Where Feng proved herself to be a progidy in arts outside of music, as she drunk in the knowledge and skills of cultivation just as swiftly. Under the span of a decade she had outpaced her masters to form her core at a near unprecedented age. With her achievement seeing her being elevated to the rank of master of the Flower Heart Sect.

The Flower Heart Sect
The Flower Heart Sect is an incredibly young sect, being older than only the youngest juniors of the sect. It was formed as a response to the diminishing state of Imperial authority where the young, outcast and disaffected have gathered in a vain effort to restore the world to a more just state.

The Flower Heart sect was formed a mere decade ago by a trio of scorned, maimed and outcast cultivators who had each been coldy cast out from their home sects for one reason or another. These three old men, banded together and vowed to create a sect of their very own, one that would be kinder, more humane and that wouldn''t simply bow it's head to the decay of the new era. They were also probably looking to prove their their old comrades wrong, just a teensy itty little bit.

Regardless of their true intentions, the three elderly cultivators held true to their vow to establish a new sect in defiance of supposed fate. Why should people simply succumb to the will of the heavens if heaven itself is unjust? Is it not a sign of strength to struggle against insurmountable odds instead of kowtowing to "inevitability". Thus, the Flower Heart Sect was formed where the internal dreams of the discarded and disaffected will be nurtured to bloom even in spite of the whims of uncaring fate.

The trio's dedication to their humanistic principles appealed to many in the turmoil of weakening Imperial authority, especially amongst the young who had weak concrete ties to the grand history of Imperial power. Leading to a surprising influx of promising disciples and students to the Flower Heart Sect despite their lack of fame or even truly strong cultivators. Such ideals however, also drew the suspiciouns of the Imperial court who were more wary than ever before of potentially destablisiing, or revolutionary, movements. Suspicions that only grew more intense when they learned that each member of the Flower Heart founders had some connection to the Mulberry court in their past.

It was during this period that, the trio stumbled upon the young Gu Hefeng singing her agonisingly melancholic swansong lamenting the inexorable . They were impressed by Hefeng's resistance of and offered her a place within their ranks, one that she quickly rose through until she eventually rose to the position of master as a result of her core formation. An event that the old men accepted graciously.

Sect Location: Jorba or anywhere else as a the sect is a wandering sect.


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