The Historian of Fabrication
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Gentry of New England & NE Canada
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| Other Titles:
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The Chronicler of Lies
The Vivisectionist of Memories
The Twisted Author
The Imperato of Silver Ink & Quill
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| Domain in Faerie:
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| The Grand Stage and Lorehouse
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| Allies
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| Enemies
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| Methodology Theme
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| Twisted Thrice-Told Tales
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| Escapees
Aaron
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A Teller of Twisted Tales (Description)
- What happened to you? What happened to us?... - This eventually lead to a downward spiral in which Natasha spent years in and out of hospitals, in and out of counseling, and eventually lead to her suicide. No one else believed her in that she was taken somewhere and someplace she couldn't explain, and that her brother was not her brother. Years later, on the steps of the decrepit shell that once was their family's home, Aaron (the real one), returned to look upon his childhood home. He felt a presence lingering there. Upon learning the abilities to see the dead through Contracts of Shade, he was able to see the ghost that haunted their home. Upon taking up the oath and joining the ranks of the Speakers, he and his sister were reunited. Both vowing to never leave the other again.
- You've never seen me upset... - She is not the sort of ghost you want to upset. Especially when it comes to any attempt to lay harm on her "baby" brother.
- I'm the oldest... - By a couple of minutes. Aaron and his (departed) sister are twins. Not identical.
The Grand Stage (Realm)
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Twisted Thrice-Told Tales...(Methodology)
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Who Am I? (Suggested Themes for Escapees)
- What happened to you? What happened to us?... - This eventually lead to a downward spiral in which Natasha spent years in and out of hospitals, in and out of counseling, and eventually lead to her suicide. No one else believed her in that she was taken somewhere and someplace she couldn't explain, and that her brother was not her brother. Years later, on the steps of the decrepit shell that once was their family's home, Aaron (the real one), returned to look upon his childhood home. He felt a presence lingering there. Upon learning the abilities to see the dead through Contracts of Shade, he was able to see the ghost that haunted their home. Upon taking up the oath and joining the ranks of the Speakers, he and his sister were reunited. Both vowing to never leave the other again.
- You've never seen me upset... - She is not the sort of ghost you want to upset. Especially when it comes to any attempt to lay harm on her "baby" brother.
Disclaimer: The usage of this Gentry
The Historian of Fabrication is a Gentry local to Maine and the Canadian regions around the state created by Aaron's Player
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