NPC: Ptolomy

Nimbus
His immediate Nimbus is a spectacle. Runes trace themselves through the air, intermingling with signatures of the recently dead in the area. Those who have tried too hard to discern the writings sometimes have found the names of those going to die flickering like warnings during his casting. Light bends towards the Mystagogue as he traces his will in the air, leaving the vicinity around Ptolomy dark. The more he calls from Stygia, the colder the air becomes, and a feeling of grim acceptance falls upon those who bear witness. It is the feeling of peace one feels when caught in a storm with no way out. When the stages of grief have passed and a person knows there is no way out.

Ptolomy's signature Nimbus is extremely powerful. The world appears in monochrome, washed out to the point where no colour remains. Noise is muffled, as if those experiencing the Nimbus are deep under the ground and trying to hear what goes on above. The air itself saps energy from all around, and the unwary find themselves having a hard time finding the motivation to even draw breath.

Nimbus Tilt: TBD

Quotes

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