
Creator and Empress of Martoq. An angel guards me.
           
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Race: Maeán (My-ern)
Kingdom: Rhynoth (Ree-noth)
Capital: Ithran (The main settlement on Martoq, their capital resides on the moon and it is called Mordell)
Monarchy Leader(s): Eynmorá Tanyárhya Ithmaeá
Allegiance: None. They are allied with Martoq’s life spirit because they depend on it (like Martoqians) but they do not involve themselves with Martoq’s wars or disputes because they describe it as ‘petty’.
Appearance: Maeáns are an arrogant race with a stunning and graceful appearance. It is common for Maeáns to have long hair and usually it is either a midnight black, navy blue, dark purple or it can be a striking silver/white, but it is very uncommon. Their skin can be exceptionally fair or a silvery grey with a slight blue glow, they usually wear dark clothing made from silks and velvets that are usually dyed black, blue or purple and are usually adorned with silver thread that makes their gowns ‘sparkle’ in the moonlight. Maeáns have a passion for art and poetry, every one of their kin has to have a marking on their face – it can be located on one cheek, the brow, around the eye, on the forehead etc, and it is common for adults to have these tattoos painted on their back, arms or legs and it can indicate their relationship status, rank, gender or even mood.
Abilities: Long Life (30,000 years – 50,000 years) Enhanced senses (eyesight, hearing, touch etc) The Sight (They can see the past, future and present by gazing at the stars)
Other: Maeáns do not like any race on Martoq apart from the Urik (who they communicate with through the stars and the moon). However, although they can communicate verbally, they can make symbols with hand motions and can communicate through that unique physical language.
Character Bonuses: + 5 Wisdom + 5 Magic
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Is it any wonder why I'm scared? If I was a little younger would I care? Feeling like the walls are growing stronger, I don't know if this cage can hold me any longer.
I'm not afraid of tomorrow, I'm only scared of myself. Feels like my insides are on fire, And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else.
I never thought they'd want me to go even faster, Never thought I took my foot off the gas, Everybody loves to be in on the pressure, But I know they're all waiting for the crash.
You never dreamed you had to live your life so guarded, Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded, Things have changed you've become a complication, You can't make it through another day's humiliation.
I'm not afraid of tomorrow, (It is any wonder why I'm scared?) I'm only scared of myself, (If I was a little younger would I care?) Feels like my insides are on fire, (Feeling like the walls are growing stronger) And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else!-----------------------------------------------------------------------           -----------------------------------------------------------------------
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