Blood & Ink: HarpiesSeptember 27, 2009
Warrior-philosophers, halfway between classic Harpies and Tengu. Mystically inclined- daughters of the ashes of the Phoenix, both aligned to air and fire.
With the death and rebirth of the Phoenix, burning hot embers the size of giant melons are left behind. Collected, cared for, and carefully sung over, they hatch to produce the proud race of the Hakorrah, in common parlance known as the Harpies, whom Summoners have called upon for the knowledge of the skies, stars, and faraway lands.
They hear the first cries of the Phoenix as ember-eggs, and it is the Words of Creation they part-remember, and it is this, that makes up their “Terrifying Screech” ability- a fragmented spark of divine language that stuns their prey, and is what they consider to be a piece of the Great Poem of Creation.
Hakorrah are corporeal spirits, taking the form of half-bird half-women. They have an intense knowledge of natural cycles of the sky and earth, usually keeping an eye out for signs of when the Phoenix will pass and leave more ember-eggs to be harvested – the Hakorrah whose flights are the first to gather upon the scorched area usually procure the most each generation.
They are often summoned for tasks which require intelligence, persistence and patience- they are careful planners. Hakorrah are also well versed in many lores including martial arts, and have been summoned to teach/train others as well. They very often demand either human flesh or specific knowledge (maps, both land and sky) for their efforts.
The Hakorrah refuse to acknowledge the words of men, or women who’ve taken the ink to take the role of men. Any of the priesthood is considered above gender and treated normally. They respect intelligence and strong will. Poetry is the one art form they appreciate above all else.
Wi 5 Pe 5, Ag 5 Sp 5 Po 5 Fo 5 Hea 5 Ref 5 MW 11 Ste 5 Hes 5 Res 1 Cir 2
Su 3 Li 6 Mi 8 Se 9 Tr 10 MW 11
Winged, Feathered, Talons, Named, Stillness, Night-Eyed, Terrifying Screech
Hunting 4, Astrology 4, Stealthy 4, Martial Arts 4, Tactics 4, Herbalism 3, Star-wise 3, Obscure History 3, Poetry 3, Skirmish Tactics
Talons +2 Power, I4 M7 S10, Fast, VA 2
I will seek all signs of the Phoenix, for its death place is the birthplace of my future sisters.
Good poetry is an echo of the Great Poem – respect and revel in it.
A few humans are worth respect, most are lesser beings.
Never acknowledge the words of a male
Always with patience and always with a plan
Never miss an opportunity to hear good poetry