Chakrasul
From The Ankyrean Archives
| Chakrasul no longer exists - don't bother looking for her in-game. |
Through the epochs, the Goddess of Corruption has stalked the lands,
preying on those who are easily swayed by dreams of power, or greatness.
She has engendered some of the greatest tragedies of the ages, tainted
the greatest of sages, warriors and defenders of the light. Not even the
Grand Artifice could erase the fear stirred by Her deeds.
Twilight is the hour of encroaching darkness, when men fall most easily to their darker desires, where the unwary mind falls most easily to persuasion. Twilight is when the Consanguine emerge from their daylight prisons, stalking the lands anew. Chakrasul holds this hour to be pivotal; Her favoured children rise, and men's minds are most receptive to Her.
The temptation lies in wait for the surrender to one's darkest desires.
In the year 291, Chakrasul had Her order gather the remnants of the essence of the dead goddess Khepri for Her. The absorption of that essence, however, was botched, resulting in the destruction of Chakrasul as she was once know.
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Appearance
She is an Immortal and is tiny and childlike, with the soft, pale features of a delicate child. Her flesh is the white perfection of youth, Her flawless complexion broken only by arching ebon brows, and a soft, full rosebud mouth. Her wide eyes are a vivid, startling jade, framed by inky lashes that brush full cheeks when She blinks. Her fine, dark hair is pulled back from Her face in two elaborate braids, the strands woven through with platinum filaments fashioned into the twining forms of gleaming serpents, each clasping a black pearl drop within its jaws. A thin, wyrmsilk veil is pinned to Her elaborate coiffure, the shimmering folds spilling down Her back to trail along the ground, the edge of the fabric adorned with the living forms of a million tiny duskywing butterflies. She is wearing:
a living anklet of thorny vine
delicate, feathery ebon wings
a band of mysterious indigo starstone
a platinum circlet with amethyst chakra blossoms
a twining armlet of jagged, blackened platinum
a black gold ring ablaze with obsidian and jade flames
Temple
Chakrasul's temple is located in the Vashnar Mountains.
Shrine Descriptions
Major Shrine Description
A cracked and twisted spire of Corruption rises from the ground here, wreathed in a jade mist that whispers with distorted voices.
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A twisted spire of cracked malachite thrust from the ground, the warped stone splintered into a myriad of shimmering fragments. Iridescent pearls are interspersed with gleaming fragments of polished bone, which rattle quietly when nudged by the thick jade mist spiraling lazily around the spire. Coiled around the base of the shrine are thorny rose vines, laden with heavy Stygian blossoms. Wings stirring slowly, funereal duskywing butterflies rest amongst the blossoms, each of their movements giving off sparkling jade motes that twine lazily in the air, whispering as they strike each other.It weighs about 375 pounds.
Minor Shrine Descriptions
A ringing cacophony fills the air, centered on a filigree obsidian stand and the fluted basin captured within its clawed arms.
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A tall filigree stand crafted of dark obsidian supports a deep
basin of corroded nephrite, tiny jade ornaments suspended from curls and
spikes formed within the stand. Tiny bells and jade beads ring and chime
constantly, a gentle susurrus produced from the center of the stand
where a miniature whirlwind spins constantly, flickering with an eerie
green lightning. From within the fluted basin, ebon and jade flames
twine around each other, spiraling lazily into the heavens. A
shimmering, mirrored pentagram hovers in the air above the flames,
iridized spheres performing an intricate dance through the luminescent lines.
