- Location
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Yeah, fear of Adorjan should be pretty powerful in its scope.
Yeah, fear of Adorjan should be pretty powerful in its scope.
How is the relationship between her psyche souls and progeny souls effected by the type of relationship the psyche soul represents. If she has one that represents a powerful fear of someone do her progeny souls fear it as well?
That's fair. I guess I just didn't realize how independent her progeny souls were from her.No, why would they? Demons like that are mostly-independent beings. The fact that Keris loves apples doesn't mean her souls do.
(In fact, Zanara detests the taste of apple)
And the fact that Keris has... complicated feelings about Adorjan does not mean her souls need to have complicated feelings. Rathan and Hanyel - as Dulmea assures them - are justifiably scared of her.
That's fair. I guess I just didn't realize how independent her progeny souls were from her.
I just didn't? I can't really give a reason why I didn't realize somethingWhy? The Weaver of Voices is mostly independent of Ligier; Ligier is mostly independent of Malfeas. That's just how demons work. They are an aspect of the greater self, but that core is just a central pillar around which their personality is built. Calesco is Keris' Compassion, but nothing about raw Compassion implies gothyness, a thing for archery, or a beautiful singing voice. And at her heart Haneyl is Keris' raw greed and envy, but Haneyl is much more than that as a person.
Tehaani, the Exotic Connoisseur
Demon of the Second Circle
Indulgent Soul of the Flower Maiden
When the Flower Maiden grows bored then her favoured courtier, far-travelling Tehaani, is there to amuse her. Tehaani has the features of a handsome woman of the South-East, but her skin is the brilliant green of the Flower Maiden's flames, her eyes are a pale grey, and her hair is finely drawn gold that gleams in the light. She wears seven rings, each - she claims - gifted to her by a different prince who fell for her and swore undying love. In her presence the wind smells of sweet ash and sandalwood, and laughter echoes when it should not.
Tehanni travels in a lotus-airship loaded with trinkets and treasures, blown by tame winds stolen from a wind bear and born aloft by a green flame. When she wishes to pass unnoticed she sets the blossom on fire, saving the seeds for when she wishes to grow it again. Her garb is usually a mish-mash of things from across Creation, combined without care for their origins. She frequently acquires - and just as frequently sheds - tattoos and piercings without care for what they meant to the person who wore them originally. She is charming and witty, with an easy manner that never seems threatening. By her very nature she is a trend-setter, and those who gaze upon her feel an urge to dress and act as she does. In her wake she leaves societies twisted around her current fad, even as she strips everything of interest from the culture she vandalises.
For at her heart, the Exotic Connoisseur is a thief - not of mere gold or silver, but of ideas. She hungers insatiably for novelty, and and will greatly reward those who offer memories of new things. Wherever she goes she leaves broken hearts from her whirlwind affairs as she 'samples' the men, women and gods of Creation. She is a peerless chef (with a cookbook full of stolen recipes), a masterful artist (working in purloined styles) and a preternaturally skilled navigator. She initially seems harmless, a mere flighty dilettante - and indeed that is what she is. Only when she is gone do those who have suffered her presence realise they struggle to recall that which she learned from them. A few brave - and attractive - people have managed to win back thoughts stolen from them, for she is a compulsive gambler. Most, though, lose their bets and must accompany her until she grows bored and abandons them somewhere in Creation.
Sorcerers invoke Tehaani as a courtier and a hunter for knowledge. She is an affable and witty demoness - if a little too fond of wordplay - whose disarming manner can help even the most awkward sorcerer in tense interactions. More potent, however, is her capacity to gather up knowledge from the places she goes and transport things across long distances. Within a week or two, she can compile all the folktales and local wisdom of an area, ready for her summoner to analyse for hidden secrets. Her flighty nature means that she gains a point of Limit for each day she is prevented from moving on from an area when she has taken everything of value from it. The Exotic Connoisseur can squirm out of her home realm when a traveller brags about the strange ways of a culture to a room full of people who have never heard of that group before.
She is an affable and witty demoness - if a little too fond of wordplay
A question: can she only take knowledge once? I assume she has some sort of way of figuring out who knows what? I'm just imagining a Sorcerer trying to use her as a weapon.
"Oh lord, make my enemies ridiculous" and all that.
It's not a question of "taking knowledge"; it's a question of "when she learns things from people, they find themselves forgetting it and instead embracing the fads and things she brings".
She's not just cultural appropriation; she's also cultural imperialism and homogenisation. She is the soul of a Disney princess [1], after all, and that means that when she's done with you, you only remember her version of Cinderella.
[1] As in, a princess who looks from a distance like a Disney princess, but is actually more of a Disney Corporation princess.
Question. Is this only when the Traveller is telling the truth, or can a storyteller free her as well?The Exotic Connoisseur can squirm out of her home realm when a traveller brags about the strange ways of a culture to a room full of people who have never heard of that group before.
Question. Is this only when the Traveller is telling the truth, or can a storyteller free her as well?
She steals local recipes that the people then forget? The horror!
Now I'm wondering how much of the forgetting bit is teaching them her new and improved (and spicy) versions, rather than just making them forget how to make their normal food.She steals local recipes that the people then forget? The horror!
Trust nobody, not even yourself.Heh.
Seriously, though, Tehaani is incredibly horrifying if you stop to think about it. One's mind is their last sanctuary, their fortress of literal solitude. Somebody jaunting in and leaving the place a mess may sound funny, but it's actually kind of horrifying to know that you can't even trust yourself.
Trust nobody, not even yourself.
... That said, I don't think this is an example of not being able to trust yourself, just some relatively run-of-the-mill memory fuckery (and not even the kind that tries to hide that something is missing).
That would be enabling paranoia, not making you unable to trust yourself.Do the victims know that? Occam's Razor is a fairly obscure thought-tool that is somewhat difficult to correctly put into practice, and most people assign undue meaning to the phrase, "Where there's smoke, there's fire." Sure, some people might not (or not want to) believe that the traveling idea-thief did anything more than the obvious, but there's always that one guy who rides the line between sanity and insanity - the type that tend to become conspiracy theorists in real life - and, who knows, his ravings might be believed.