OmniTotems

As a young child, she had been sickly. She had a rare disease that most physicians had never seen, and could not treat. The prognosis was not good, and her parents were told she would likely not see her 20s. Her muscles withered as she grew older and eventually, she was confined to her bed. This is where she learned to paint. Her father would spend the days he wasnt working carrying her into the wilds around their village and she would spend her time in bed relishing in these moments and painting what she brought to mind. Years passed like this, most waking hours spent honing her craft. In life, she suffered, but her mind was a sanctuary.


OmniTotem #993

The village he sent her to had been two weeks journey on horseback, and she arrived weary and underslept to the seaside village. In spite of this, she was filled with excitement and finally had a taste of the life she had wished for so many years ago. Speaking to the locals she was able to track down the family she was looking for. They took her into a darkened room where the ill child slept and she found him wheezing for breath. His lungs were filled with fluid. She knew instantly what the illness was. Propping pillows up behind him she sat and spoke with the boy for a short time, giving him some bitter tincture to ease his pain. She let him rest again and told the family she would return the next day. Leaving the small home, she knew his disease was incurable. The boy likely had only days left. She pondered this the king would have known his symptoms and naturally he would consult with his physicians. He was certainly no fool, so why would he have sent her? 


OmniTotem #997

Atom thin cracks ran from the breach Gaeleth had sensed. In all her years this was something she has never encountered. Setting off, it would take her at least a week to make it back to her temple. She needed guidance from the Order Keepers and as much assistance as she could find. If she were to follow the fractures back to the source, perhaps, they could be repaired. She only prayed the fool would not attempt another rift jump in the meantime.

OmniTotem #1102

On a particularly boisterous night, one heavily intoxicated customer, irate with indignation after his failed attempt threw his finger into Barlows face. 
Youre a dirty filthy cheat, he said.  its locked. If Im a liar then prove me wrong and you lift it! He slurred, nose to chest with the massive bartender. 
A hush fell over the establishment. Speaking to Barlow in such a manner was ill-advised. Yet to everyones great surprise a huge grin spread across the giants face, he gently lifted the man from under his arms and set him aside like a small child. Then reaching down he grabbed the door's thick handle with one hand, muscles bulging against the weight, and lifted it wide open before letting it slam back shut, bursting into gregarious laughter.
Having long been curious about what was beyond that door, I suspect I was the only one at a proper angle to see inside it for that brief moment. There was no cellar, just a deep tunnel that ran farther than my eyes could see. A chill ran down my spine as I looked up and found two violet eyes staring at me, the smile now gone.

OmniTotem #1108

A family crest was carved into the end of his solid gold ring, it's center an empty socket missing a single large gem, lost long before his time. Blacksmith by trade, Kiem Donaish was part of a long lineage of metal workers, each generation adding to the repertoire of the next. Though few would recognize his name, within the inner circle of artisans he was known to be second to none. Kiem was of prodigal talent and had improved on the methods of his forefathers to such an extent that he no longer had room to grow, having mastered metallurgy in its entirety. This, was cause for enormous satisfaction at first, he had accomplished something his ancestors had only dreamed of. As time passed, however, his satisfaction turned to pain. Without growth, his practice felt empty, he felt stunted. Months passed and his despair deepened, he contemplated giving up his craft entirely. Fate, however, was a mysterious master and on the day he decided to close his shop a man walked in carrying a material he had never seen. 


OmniTotem #1109

Atop a mountain clearing whisps of nothing flittered apart as a hole opened in the fabric of reality. A strange woman, with hair like silver fire, stepped out, watching the tear suture itself close. It was a site she never grew tired of. She held out her open right hand. It was clad in a rough mechanical gauntlet. The shards swarmed towards the glove, drawn to it almost magnetically, and settled in her palm. Gently she placed them inside a thick leather pouch. It had taken another decade of refining to turn the enormous portal facilitator into something portable, but she had already seen it was possible. Now she had moved on to other mysteries. In an old text in the Library of Abrihm, she had uncovered the location of a massive gateway, buried deep within a labyrinthine tunnel system. Collecting herself, she now descended towards the small town of Kiercress. 


OmniTotem #1221

The skull was not human, of that she was certain. Could it be an omnimorph skull? One of the ancients maybe or perhaps something that predated even them
Somehow, every written source for the Stygian Skull wove its way back to a dead end. It appears each of these had merely transcribed the tail end of some long oral tradition. 

OmniTotem #1296

Abrihms journey through the desert was arduous. Out here in the dry heat nothing lasted as long as he had expected. His water went the fastest and soon he had to ration what was left, he found himself jealous of his camel and its internal reserves. As he rode deeper into the desert the landscape almost seemed to shift, mirages sprung up around him with the frequency of a breeze. All over he saw flashes of impossible life. Jungles would appear on the horizon and vanish just as quickly, he often heard birds and running water, and for a moment he would swear he was moving through thick underbrush. The oddities only seemed to increase in frequency and he began to suspect they were echoes of the past. 


OmniTotem #1312

Having traveled without sleep to find the nearest totem, Gaeleth placed her crystal onto the ornate pillar and set her hands upon its sides. Something seemed amiss, the day prior she felt as though a great ripple ran through the fabric of reality itself, creating a moment of chaos in the great flow. She had not attuned her senses for quite some time and hoped she was just beginning to feel out of sync. Images flittered through her mind one after the next and she felt a pit in the bottom of her stomach. She watched as a woman used a large and unrefined machine within a buried temple to rip open the fragile paper upon which reality was written, creating a vast disturbance.


OmniTotem #1318

Entropeta rarely felt a sense of enjoyment towards his life. One of the few occasions he did, was during a game of tag at the market square. It was one of the only days the other children allowed him to play in the same area as him. He chased and laughed, perhaps for the first time in his life, he had a taste of what it was to be accepted and loved. Unaware that his sister was at the other end of the market he allowed himself to believe, for a moment, that the curse had been lifted. This, however, was short-lived. The moment she left, the area was befallen by one of the worst accidents it had seen. A cook cleaved through three of his fingers, stumbling backwards and knocking over a pot of hot oil onto the fire it sat upon, the burning oil found its way to the next stall and a stack of drying haybales went up in flames. That day a quarter of the square burnt to the ground, and with it, any hope Entropeta had at a normal life. 


OmniTotem #1319

The night stretched on and Elenda was unable to sleep. She found herself wandering the shoreline, pacing the narrow stretch of beach some distance from the quaint settlement. She wracked her brain for anything she had learned throughout her years in medicine that might help the boy, but there was nothing. Frustrated, she threw a stone at the water in a futile attempt to dissipate her anger. Where it struck, to her surprise, she saw a faint light glowing deep beneath the surface. Gradually it increased in luminosity. She watched as the water parted, and a masked shadow stepped from the sea. An omnimorph. An ancient. The very essence of purity itself. All of these things she would only discover later. In its grasp, it held a simple container. Slowly, it unsealed it and with a single breath filled it with a black mist, identical to that which composed it, and resealed the vessel. It passed the container to her, and she received it without a thought. Then, like a flickering light, the being vanished as if it had not been there at all. Elenda stood in shock, unwilling to move, the only certainty was that the substance she was given would help the boy.


OmniTotem #1417

As teenagers, the twins had developed a reputation in the city. One a beloved icon, the other feared and shunned. A tension began to grow between the siblings, resentment and jealously gained a foothold. Entropeta began to believe he was cursed, retreating from the world entirely. Negentropy, on the other hand, began to believe deeply in her own superiority, becoming increasingly narcissistic and indulgent. In her mind, she was an angel.  


OmniTotem #1447

The strangers appearance was jarring, he had a mane of white hair and piercing blue eyes, with a frame that was wiry and strong. Beyond his garbs, black runes could be seen wrapped in a spiral around his right arm. Upon the table, he laid open a piece of fabric to reveal a piece of black material. Its appearance, structurally, was that of wood. Its qualities, though, were of a dark glassy metal.
Kiem stared at the material, feeling the embers of passion flaring to life.
Where did you find this? He asked, not taking his eyes from the material.
To the west. Responded the figure.
I require a dagger. He continued, The material must remain pure during the forging process.
Can you offer payment? Kiem inquired, knowing he would do it for free. 
The stranger smiled taking Kiems right hand in his own. Before Kiem could react, the man clasped his family ring tightly and pressed a stone into the empty socket. Startled Kiem recoiled and stole back his arm, examining the new addition that was now fused to the band as if it had never left. The stone shone with an otherworldly brilliance. 
Consider my debt to you family paid. And with that, he left the small shop.


OmniTotem #1468

Abrihm resolved to venture down into the valley anyways, making his way towards the tree. At the very least he wished to explore the very thing that hed set out to find. As he drew closer, he noticed something unusual about the air around the area, 30 meters in front of him it seemed to shimmer and dance in a bizarre fashion. Closer now, the shimmer was not a trick of the eye, he reached out his hand to touch it and disappeared through the air and it rippled like water. Jerking his hand away he stepped back, pondering whether or not to enter. Before he could decide, though, his camel sauntered through seeming to either not know or not care that something strange was afoot. Abrihm laughed a hoarse laugh and stepped through behind it.

OmniTotem #1483

There is a ghost in these hills. The visage of a man that appears in the distance. The local people say that on occasion he can be seen standing atop the hills, watching, before vanishing like a dream. An ethereal figure that is rarely seen, he is considered by the locals to be both a bringer of life and a harbinger of death.


OmniTotem #1566

Behind Galli, no more than 10 ft away was a panther, preparing to pounce. Its own eyes now locked on the strange man that approached it, seeming to be incapacitated by his gaze in the same way. Stalking past him the man clamped his hand around the creatures neck unsheathing his strange moon crescent dagger. As soft as silk he slid it into the heart of the beast, but it made no wound and drew no blood. The panthers eyes filled with the same eerie glow and it relaxed. Both were still for a moment until finally, he released his grasp. The creature shot into the night as silently as it had appeared.
Now I see, as it sees He whispered. 