THE DIVINER
(tall one)
Tall and sad and horrible. Smells like wet dog and cigarettes.
One of several incarnations of the thaumaturgical entity known as the Diviner; the way magic is conceived of in her setting/society means that several people can be Different Individuals but still The Same Wizard.
Channels her divinatory powers primarily through sensory deprivation. Strained relationship with her other incarnations.
Belongs to the same setting as the Diviner (short one).
Pronouns: She/her
Likes:
- Tea
- The night sky
- Crowds
- Bodies of water (has recurring visions of her own death by drowning)
Imagery: Smoke. Hair. Darkness, stars, celestial bodies. Mechanical computers. Pitch-black halls of unknown but seemingly impossibly vast size.
Notes: The denizens of this setting are some kind of not-human but human-shaped-enough blob people, idk I'm not looking to do spec evo for this project. She's unusually tall and lanky compared to most. Often cast in inexplicable shadow.