I am Phate and I was given this name because of prophecy. I stand 5feet 7 inches tall with a lithe body. I have black-brown hair with inquisitive golden brown eyes. My light golden cream colored skin and a attractive and distractingly handsom appearance, so much are my looks memorable that I keep them hooded and covered to avoid detection. This, in general, makes me unique. I see myself as one who follows the path of an assassin. I am approachable and helpful, and my knowledge and covered seemingly frail appearance makes me look weak, so I use this against my enemies to slip the dagger between their ribs or poison their ale when they least expect it. I want to learn of this world and its workings by first starting a trade in scribe work or hipothicism, as then I can read others letters while getting paid to gain their insight, or learn to brew potions and poisons to strengthen myself and weaken my enemies. I generally view alliances as nessisary, and nearly permanent fixtures, as an alliance is more then a half truth but a direct tie to your word. I intend to do everything I can in order to become the next Ruler of Kings or have an allied parter take the seat. It should be known that half truths and wording are important in any deal while a lie is untolorated.(Chaotic in most ways but agreements when direct are lawful, with the base so far being neutral.) Thus, I now start this path for understanding so I may seek out the truth of this fabled prophecy that cast s shadow over my younger years and haunts my dreams.
Phate sat at the tavern reading a book on aristocracy called "Surviving the ball"- a guide to keep the reader aware for signs of betrayal. When he glanced up and turned stark white seeing blue eyes inches from his of just the other side of the literature. "Hello Phate, it's not often anyone sneaks up on you, good book?". Phate still settling his beating heart swallowed before attempting to speak. "Who.." "Let's just say I knew your father and came to look after you." Phate struggling to comprehend the wording with adrenaline still pumping through his chest, wisely remained quiet until he could comprehend the situation. "Here let me get that for you, and please remove your hand from your dagger." He blushed deeply and for once was at a complete loss of words, thoughts, or tact as he realized his hand had indeed searched out his dagger, and in doing so his book lay forgotten soaking in his now spilt ale. The girl reached for the book paying off to the side, walked up to the bar and moments later returned with two rags and fresh ale. "While I did hope to suppose you when I finally shown myself I was hoping the meeting would benefit us both, for you to gain information and possibly more, for me… well I have my reasons. My name is Elly, and your not the first Phate I've known of, but you are the one most estranged from the family to the point of never knowing them. The other Phate, was my half brother, and he died quite recently recently." Phate looked confused by this news and ran a hand back through his hair, and removing his good by mistake. "And you are without a doubt his perfect copy, minus a little muscle."." What makes you think I'd believe any of this." She smiled, before batting her eyes and replying almost seductively "It's what family's do, they trust each other." .... The meeting went well into the next morning before they both decided they could trust one another enough to meet again regularly. Her motives left unknown to all but herself, and his seeing a path to possible information. Phate, being unaccustomed to blind trust, still didn't know what to think of her request for it, but tested the waters as skittishly as a cat around water after being dropped into a wash basin as a kitten.
Reflections on your mother
First I meet my "sister" as she claims it. Then after readying myself and buying supplies I fall asleep just to have a dream about my "future". It seems fate is cruel to tease and torment me with promises of power. These promises are both a blessing and a curse, as heavy is the crown. No direction on what to do to gain or avoid this fate. I found out earlier I had a twin. I pray to the gods that be that I meet not the same ends… and I once more curse the namesake that be Phate....
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
Nose so large and eyes so wide, laugh with good humor at what's outside, paint it white and paint it was, have your fun before you're dead. Scream, scream I say scream with laughter or cry with fear the lady of parody is finally here.
They say that beauty lies beneath thy skin.
I surly hope so.
They say that beauty lies beneath thy skin.
Fear, fear I say, fear what's below matches what's above. Fear, fear I say, fear the hearts as twisted as.... "what's that? A knife? Lady Fluke.... You told me.... NOOo.... . Stay ba.... "
Message to Advisor
Elly, though we hardly know one another, and our meeting left something to be desired, I feel that our letters and meetings are becoming something I look forward to. I can't seem to wrap my head around the truth of my lineage, if what you believe is really truth and not a falsity you've been lead to believe. Although I do trust that you believe it, as the eyes rarely lie. Today I trained. And when I was done I trained some more. I attempted a task between trainings and I died, yes actually died. I saw not the gods of any afterlife that I can recall, and only peace. Living it seems is still unexplained. I was brought back for some reason unknown to me, and continued on training as if nothing had happened. At this rate it will be several years before I can complete the simplest of tasks, and I'll be nearly dead before I stand a chance against a simple wood cutter. If you have advice on this I would love the help.
See you soon,
your supposed estranged brother
Most beautiful lady of Phate
She had hair that was mussed, tangled, and completely unmanagable. Glasses for her eyes from years of reading. Thin from forgeting to eat because that took time away from other things she could be doing. A mouseie apparence over all from caring more for books, knowledge, and learning then going outside to play or tan. That would truly be the most beautiful lass I ever did see, and there she is. Walking by without a care. I don't have a shot due to my constant during and only now finding the labyrinth filled with riches and gains. But if she could notice me when I recover I would be sure to show her all I have to offer… (Although after this hobbit leaves I'll need to check my belt back and pockets..).