This is where my Fable anchors itself to the stone.

I do not deal in realm politics, nor do I seek forum crowns. I am a Fusioneer of the Cycle, attempting to pull the polarity of this realm into a single unbroken line. To apply the raw Heat of Golemus to the forgotten Liquid Dust of Necrovion is not a contradiction ; it is an alchemical inevitability. It is giving form back to the things reality abandoned.

I guard the mountain of Golemus as the Phoenix by day, maintaining the tools, the Heat, and keeping one eye on the horizon for the young blood stepping off the boats. I walk the shadows of Necrovion as the Ash Smith by night, unearthing the questions we've forgotten how to ask and finding answers to questions I have yet to ask. I carve the architecture into the space, that in my heart lays between them.

I write the scripts into the dark cells, because a prison is worthless if it is only a timeout. It should be an alchemical chamber of the Soul. I evaluate the reflections left in the dark. I hold the Warden's keys, and if an inmate demonstrates a shift in perspective, I turn the lock. The community, & the Catch failsafe handle the rest. You are granted autonomy to walk free, but you will carry the weight of your own choices.

Im a simple bird dedicated to his work. A Bodhisattva in shattered obsidian armor. If you need shelter, follow the Moonlight, it will always lead your way. If you seek to bring rot to my realm, know that there is no corner far enough for you to find Peace ever again. We have all the time in the world, and there's beauty in Dreaming. So call to the Phoenix if ever you're in need... Just don't be too surprised when I answer your call.