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(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's dominant culture means that several people can be considered Different Individuals but still The Same Wizard, Metaphysically
Channels her divinatory powers primarily through sensory deprivation-induced hallucinations (though pressure phosphenes also work in a pinch).
Strained relationship with her other incarnations. Very lonely.
Belongs to the same setting as the Diviner (short one). (They used to be the same character (sort of) until I mitosis'd her to allow me to fully explore two different directions her character concept could take)
Sees her other incarnation as succeeding in every way she herself has failed as a thaumaturge. Fears thon will be chewed up and spit out by a world that profoundly exploits and mistreats magic users. Interprets these feelings as thons very existence Pissing Her Off for no good reason.
Pronouns: She/her
FANCIES:
Imagery: Smoke. Hair. Darkness, stars, celestial bodies. Mechanical computers. Pitch-black halls of unknown but seemingly impossibly vast size.
Associated songs:
múm - Stir
Aphex Twin - Kladfvgbung Mischk
Vessel - Euoi
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