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Early life
When I was a child I would hear voices, some would sing and some would scream. When it got really bad, I would scream with them, on the nights that they were kind they would sing me to sleep. Once I became a child, it became more apparent that I was gifted I would lose myself to time as I lived out other’s lives. As I reached my teens the word of my abilities reached the capital and Apollo’s Soothsayers came and took me away promising my family and they could help. They did by the time I reached adulthood, I could pinpoint the future with accuracy, I could look into the past to find missing items with ease. I would use tools of divination to ease the strain on my body. With their guidance I was able to control it. The voices had stopped, the visions of snake people, war, and death went away. Sometimes my visions would manifest in colors or words or their faces would have another face crudely scribbled over top of their normal one. Usually it only happened when someone would lie or if they were really happy.
 
Then he showed up. As he stepped into the temple the voices started whispering they were chanting different things in languages i couldn't understand, finally when they became so loud that i couldnt stand it, I found him. The words around him painted a beautiful tapestry. The words that kept echoing were power, friend, divine, the closer I got the words began to change to liar, betrayer, and hate. Hate echoed the loudest. As these cacophony of sounds and sights flooded my mind I began to fall.
 
The sensation of falling out of time was and is always jarring. I had experienced it before but nothing like this as I awoke in my body I was paralyzed by fear. I was somewhere else, hells I was someone else. And the memories- her memories flooded my mind. My nightmares of snake people that terrorized me as a child, were this person, whoever it was, memories.
 
They had come with the false promise of peace then after we forgot our gods they turned on us. Tears welled up in my throat as I saw friend after friend die. I ran as fast as I could until I found another high priestess, Sihliu, we ran and hid until we . couldn’t anymore. They chased us to the cliff's edge and we jumped as I clutched Sihliu’s hand. We faded into the icey black waters. I had one thought: What do you feed a god who is never satisfied?
 
I was covered in a cold sweat when I woke, my visions were NEVER like that they were akin to coasting through a dream. My body felt the fatigue of running from whoever it was. Then I felt a presence sit down on the edge of the bed, it was the man from before. The words around him were the same as they were before: friend, divine, mentor.
“Here drink this.” he offered as he held a cup of water to my mouth, “You must have had an intense journey. Tell me what did you see?”
I chugged the water making all the glorious sounds that it made. I didn’t realize how sore my throat was from someone else's sobs.
“War” I choked out.
“Ah.. You must have seen my brother.”
“Your brother?”
“Ares. “ he said playfully toying with my hair. Then it hit me… This was Apollo and all I had successfully done was faint and make horrid gurgling sounds to his face. Appalled, I tried to stand up but all I had done was successfully tangle my feet in the blanket and crash to the floor. I finally found my feet and curtsied. I caught something like amusement twinkling in his golden eyes.
“Lord Apollo, please excuse my fainting, I rarely can control when the visions come. The other Soothsayer's call it a Chamen. Usually it’s only a moment its never been this intense before.” I don’t know why I apologized to Apollo; he handled sears and visions and soothsayers all the time. Maybe it was because I had seen all those terrible things before the vision took me.
 
 
He offered something that I never thought possible- he offered me a mentorship. With his mentorship I was able to read the future as fast as the fates could spin it.
 
 
 
 
The Apollo years

Studied under Apollo and refined her abilities

-Apollo showed her a rare herb called the Vultus Flower that could be grounded up into a tea that boosted her abilities to see
-and the Cacus root that would help her suppress her powers if she needed a goods night’s rest

During this time they became good friends and apollo kept everything very professional

-he would use Penelope to spy on enemies or other gods or how the other continents were doing. After they were finished he would wipe her memory.
 
The last vision- Aspectum
Twilight had danced around us as we sat lazily in a private garden, we had been drinking that night and I could feel the wine heat my cheeks. Usually I avoid alcohol as it dulls my abilities but Apollo insisted that we celebrate. I wasn’t sure what it was but I didn’t mind because chances to see Apollo unwind and relax were rare and I drank it all in. I studied him, it was only natural to have a crush on him, he was a god, and for the past serveral years the one whod help me comeback to the plane of existence after the Chamen he inspected his chalice that he was drinking from.
“Did you know that Ambrosia can have seriously powerful effects on seeing the future?” He slurs. Is he drunk? How is that possible? “Unfortunately, only those with divine blood running through their veins can drink from such a chalice. It will instantly kill mortals.”
He caresses my cheek, in a tender motion, his hands are so warm suddenly he sobered up.
“Tell me Penelope, Would you want to see how the gods view time? How I view time?” He took another drink of his chalice. Would I? How does he? Was it different? How would I drink from something that kills mortals? As I spiralled in these thoughts I didn’t realize that he lifted my chin so that my eyes met his. His eyes asked one question: well?
“Yes.” I whimpered. Then he kissed me and with that I fell through time. I saw everything. I saw him let me go and the ambrosia glowing through my veins as my body opened her- my eyes and I could see everything. I could see the threads of fate weave themselves in each other when one would frey a massive pair of spectral scissors would appear and snip it. I was in the miasma of the past, present, and future. In front of me, now my body was convulsing, unable to handle the power that sustained the gods. Apollo was watching me as if he was bored.
 
To my left I saw the snake people who haunted my dreams as a child, I saw a man afraid to die rise in power and use the dead to control a continent, the kings of seclusion, I saw how the Greeks came and how they changed everything- how everything didn’t line up. The treads of time had different colors weaved into it to change the world to what we know now.
 
To my right I saw the world going up in flames, it withering and dying, an army of the undead marching forth, a five headed shadow flying over the continent, and finally the olympians getting their fill and moving to a new world and doing it over and over and over again. Until there was nothing but darkness left and a question echoed through me once again: What do you feed a god who is never satisfied?
 
Finally I come back to the present but I am floating over my body. Which has stopped shaking, blood stains my face from where it came from my eyes. My chest doesn’t move… Did I die? Where was my friend? Where was his concern? He was so caring a second ago? Or was it longer? Am I stuck in the inbetween?
He stands up and examines my body then draws a symbol on my forehead and casts a spell over me. Air fills my lungs and I'm sucked back into my body. I wake with the taste of metal in my mouth.
“What did you see?” he asks as he helps me up. My eyes can only see the words that cover him: Bad, Evil. NOT FRIEND. FALSE GOD. RUN. RUN. RUN. his face has an expression of caring… but the one my mind has drawn was of anger.
“Penelope, what did you see?” He asks again.
“Everything. The past, the present, The future, the end. “ I whisper scared, now the voices has started whispering to run, “I was dying, I died. Why didn’t you stop it? Why didn’t you help me?” I looked at him but he was already getting ready to leave. “Where are you going?”
“To tell the others. So we can stop the end of the world. Your water is on the table. Drink it. It’ll help with the headache.” He said but the voices were screaming LIAR. As soon as the door closed it all went silent.

I was left to myself and I couldn’t stay here any longer. I packed my stuff and enough roots to suppress my visions for years. I told the Soothsayers that I had official business in the capital and left.

I was unsure where to go, I went home but my family didn’t remember me. Which figures since they had manipulated so much. I saw my brother instructing a young man and there I saw the words scrawled all over him: ANCHOR. Before I could leave, the slip happened and I was in a temple from a long time ago.
“Asha are you ready for the” the woman's mouth moves but I can’t hear the words. “ They are about to arrive.” it was the lady from the first vision the one who jumped off the cliff with me.
“The ____?” I feel my mouth move and my vocals say something but I can’t hear what it says.
“I think there’s one that is interested in you.”
“As the high priestess, you know I can’t allow that, “I laugh and step out into a bright light, and suddenly I am being poked in the face by a young boy and the voices chant false god, and start to roar KILL HIM! But I can’t.
 
The family concerned about my well-being allowed me to stay with them for a little bit to recover. But i never fully recover as Apollo would haunt my dreams, sometimes it was nice, we would be having dinner and he would ask me to come back, other times he would show me the future saying that the only way to prevent it was to come back to him. My least favorite was when he would threaten me about my power, people would never believe me or how I would never see again.
 
The Nomad Years
I chose to move around the isle, never sleeping in the same spot for more than one night, it seemed to be harder for Apollo to come to my dreams when I moved. Eventually I chose to leave the iles.
At first I was going to go to Aeopolis the shining city in the clouds but as I was boarding a massive two headed shark came up and ate the boat. Reeling from this I started to look around no one else noticed- they didn’t. Great now my visions are doing this with a hesitant breath I went to another boat and something else happened. Sometimes they sank or were covered in blood from marauders, or a monster from the water came out of the water and dragged under. Until there was one left, where instead of a normal loading ramp, was the open mouth of a fearsome red dragon. I took a nibble from some of the Caecus root I had and boarded.
 
 
 
Halloway
I had a reprieve from my gift while I was at sea, maybe it was because Apollo couldn’t find me or was it because the water itself was vastly unpredictable.
 
My first step instantly reminded me of what I am as a cacophony of voices whispering Solonath washed over me and any hope I had for quiet was replaced with dread.
 
I didn’t have a plan on how to feed myself so I turned to stealing usually only what I needed. But I needed a weapon so I started stealing more and caught the attention of two thieves, Nico and Daphne. They were a part of the thieves guild here and invited me to join. As I settled into my new life, my dreams turned violent, sometimes it was just war and fighting, other times I would watch the shining city fall from the sky. Despite checking the news, I couldn’t find anything about it so i assume Apollo was messing with me. Finally it subsided. I hadn’t had a vision or dream, or whisper, or chamen in months, sometimes I might see a warning but nothing that completely took over.
 
Until him. (Lysander) a young elf man who nearly blinded me with the light that was coming off of him, then the voices were back screaming at me. The voices hadn’t been like this since I was a child. They screamed false king, Liar, deceiver, as he passed so did the voices. After that I did everything I could to stay anchored here and it worked… Until it didn’t.
 
It was standard procedure- Daphne would talk to the mark and I would grab their coin purse and walk away, but once my fingers touched the bag I could feel myself falling I was suddenly talking to a group of people about defeating dragons and in a blink of an eye I see each one of us dying as a giant red dragon tears us apart. As I lay on the ground struggling to breathe the ground begins to shake and a five headed dragon tears apart the earth and everything goes black.
When I wake up I'm alone in a jail cell with the taste of metal in my mouth. In the morning the guild makes my bail and I begin looking for this group.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Goals
-Stop Apollo
-Figure out who lysander is and why the voices were screaming at her
-Figure out her last vision meant
-oh and I guess Stop the end of the world. Lol.
 
 
 
 
 
 
-After a big drinking binge Penelope lost a bet and Daphne wanted to practice her tattoo skills. So she tattooed the snake that wraps around Penelope’s body. This happened right before her vision of the party.
 
 
 
 
Moonlighters Guild - Theives Guild
There is one rule in the guild, take your business elsewhere. You don’t steal, kill, or take business from anyone else in the guild.
There’s three heads of the guild that have backups always in place. The heads are referred to as The Chimera.
The Goat head is in charge of the Herders. The Herders are members who scope out rumors or spread them for pay.
The Lion head is in charge of members of the Pride. The Pride are members who have legitimate storefronts that peddle the goods stolen.
The Snake head (formerly known as dragon but there’s a dragon war going on) is in charge of members of the Slither. The Slither are members who go out and steal day to day.
 
 
The Soothsayers Classified the visions
The words are taken from greek& Latin words
 
Logos- are the words and other visual stimulus like the quest markers
Fon- are voices
Opan-Visions/dreams
Chamen -time slips
Aspectum- Basically the grand mal of Visions no mortal can life through this. It's happened twice. Penelope's And one other.