Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall

Basic Information

Name: Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall
AKA: Starfall, Solex
Type: Sidereal Exalt
Player: Tony
Caste: Chosen of Endings
Concept: Gold Faction Fixer
Motivation: Discover how the world will end.
Political Affiliation: Gold Faction
Sifu: Brilliant Tsunami Masked by the Tower
Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall: Character Sheet

Weapon of Choice: Blades of the Maidens
Armor of Choice: None.
Fighting Style: Violet Bier of Sorrows Style

Background

Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall was never given a real name by his parents, his father he never met and was gone before he was born. He wouldn't find out why until after he had become an exalt. His mother did not speak, she was a mute. The villagers that helped to raise him told him that she was not always that way, that she had grown up in their village and once she had been a very happy and talkative girl. Of course that did very little to make him feel better as a child, since she never spoke a word once he was born. Naturally he blamed himself, to at least some extent.

He grew up in a small town called, Chaing-dav, which was only known or lived in by anyone because of its close proximity to the Ruins of Rathess. The village survived on those that made their way to the lost city, no one went there without first going through Chaing-dav. And even more importantly, very few people actually knew the safe routs to get to the ruins, which made guiding the ambitious travelers a profitable business. The wyld creeped in around the city, waxing and waning with the time of year as well as all sorts of other factors, there was an art to finding your way through the hazardous jungle to the city, most travelers would pay handsomely for a guide who knew the way.

His mother was young and able bodied, for the most part as healthy as one could ask for but she carried a certain stigma about her that the townspeople did not like. It was never explained to him, but he got the sense that they helped him only out of pity. With his mother unable to work, making money was very quickly his responsibility. At first he only started tagging along on the journeys down the river and through the jungle towards the city of Rathess, mostly running errands and carrying baggage for the more affluent travelers. As he grew older he took a more active roll in the escorts of traveling groups and by the time he was 14 he was escorting groups through the jungle on his own. He had a natural affinity for the jungle, and seemed to have tremendous luck dealing with the Wyld patches.

His luck in the jungle continued for several years, and as all young men who are exceptional do, he started to grow arrogant. He started to lead groups into the jungle with fewer and fewer escorts and he spent more and more time in the jungles, ventured his groups closer to the wyld to save time.

It was as if they were waiting for him all along, the fae were everywhere within a matter of moments. More of them than he had ever seen, and they were hunting, they were looking for something. Even had he been traveling with a full pack of escorts they would have been overrun quickly, with what they had it was a massacre. They had no choice but to scatter into the jungle, hoping that they might escape the nets of the fair folk, hoping that they could escape and save their souls even if the jungle killed them. It was a better fate than the fair folk.

He ran and did not look back, he made his way through the jungle as quickly as he could and he paid no attention to which direction he ran. He ran directly through the bordermarches, without noticing the abnormalities in his frantic rush to escape, the middlemarches were less kind. Land suddenly was not land, running suddenly was not running, escaping seemed to bring him closer to death. He felt like he wasn't breathing, like he was holding his breath but couldn't stop. He needed to breathe but he couldn't, he was going to suffocate. Then he was unconscious, there is no way to tell what happened next as he was well outside the purview of fate.

When he awoke he was in a strange and dark place, bits of light were all around him as he awoke from his daze. The lights closed in about him and soon he realized the stars and planets themselves were moving around him, he wondered if he was entering the cycle of lithe. Was this it, was it time for his rebirth already?

He didn't know how correct he was and as he started to regather his senses he noticed that a soft violet light emitted from his body, a corona of light surronded him as if he were another beacon floating in the infinite darkness of space. The visions flooded in around him, as if he was a part of fate itself he could see the infinite possibilities of the future sprawled out before him. Then suddenly the visions were guided as he aligned in his place among the stars, the possibilities began to narrow, and his own future started to become evident. As was his nature he suddenly found himself at the end, the end of his destiny was more then he could have imagined.

Goals & Objectives

Intimacies The gold faction is not perfect, but it is the best we have. Long dead are the delusions that the sons of dragons can rule over creation, it is time to restore the proper celestial hierarchy. Brilliant Tsunami Masked by the Tower is the only of my elders who believes in my prophecy, for that alone I owe her a great debt.

During his exaltation Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall saw an astounding prophecy about his own future while within the Orary of Rathess. Starfall predicted that he would be the one who brought about the end of creation, that he would be the one who cut through the loom of fate and brought ruin to it all. He was not sure when and he was not sure how, but even after most of his fellow Sidereals told him that such a prediction was not possible he felt the truth. He felt as though the Maiden of Endings herself had shown him the vision, that she had visited him in the ruins of that once great city; and he thought how fitting it was that the ruins of the first age were the thing that now showed him the end of this age. The end of the age of men, just as the Ursuperation brought about the end of the Dragon Kings, and how the Primoridial War brought about an end to the Primodials.

For a long while Starfall was excited about his prophecy, he was anxsious to prove to everyone that he was right and that they had wrongly doubted him. He wanted to prove himself, just as a son wants to prove himself to his father. As time passed however he soon found that there was only one person who believed in his prophecy, his master Brilliant Tsunami, who saw things much differently than he. She advised him to meditate on the prophecy, to open his eyes and look at the meaning of the prophecy instead of the result. It was sometime into his meditation before he had any notion of what she meant, but then it came to him as quickly as exaltation. When fate came to its conclusion, he was destined to destroy the world.

There were many questions that needed asked, and very few answers to be found. So now he has begun his quest not to fulfill his destiny, but first to understand it.

Conventions & Factions

Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall was chosen by the Maiden of Endings and he has fully embraced his duty to her, his loyalty to the Division of Endings has been without question since his exaltation. Afterall he had embraced his prophecy which would be the ultimate ending, upon his exaltation. The years have passed since that time and he has begun to wonder if such a thing could benefit anyone or anything, certainly nothing with a good intention. Was the future of the world so bleak and was it to be him that ushered the bleak future into being? Though he often questioned his own prophecy he almost never did the same to the directions of his Division. Primarily he has been assigned to see that the 'natural disasters' of the south ended what they needed to for creation to continue to function properly. Sometimes the many efforts of mortals to better themselves are only inviting the unleashing of a much greater tragedy, and so it is that villages must be destroyed, important people killed, and certain ideas snuffed out. These duties fell to the chosen of Endings, and Starfall did his job well.

Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall was born in the south and he pocessed a specific knowledge of it that the conventions saw no reason to waste by sending him to another directional convention. He has no great ties to any individuals there that would directly interfere with his duties, and so it is that he has never really left the south, and though he traveled to its out edges oppurtunities to go beyond have yet to present themselves.

The Convention on Natural Diasters is easily the convention that Starfall does the most work for as it ties directly into many of his duties for the Division of Endings. The overlap of duties, combined with his quickly formed perssonal connections in both the Bureau of Seasons and the Bureau of Nature have made him a very promising member of the convention, especially since many Sidereals do not think of this convention as having much prestige or importance.

Bodhisattva of the Masked Starfall is not the loyalist member of the Gold Faction, nor is he a particuraly long standing member. He spent the first several years of his exalted life as stubbornly independent despite some recruitment attempts by both factions. Eventually he began to see that everything was not as plain and simple as he had hoped it would become and that the added wisdom of the factions had much to offer, even besides the ability for advancement. With his Sifu's standing within the Gold Faction it was a relatively simple choice for him to pick a faction, and an even more simple process to join it. While he is still more weary of the Sun's Chosen than most Gold Faction members, his membership has over time begun to show him the incorrectable faults in the ideaology of the Bronze Faction. Combined with a new insight into the alsmot infinite potnetial of the solar exalted, he has grown increasingly more fond of his membership to the faction. His work for them is still scarce as he has no defined duties for the faction, besides spending what time he can spare to benefit it. He spent the begining of his membership performing several small and inconsequential missions along with guest teaching at Kether Rock on occasion, it seemed that the Gold Faction was waiting for him to prove his loyalty or to carve out his own niche. Eventually he did just that and the faction found what he was most suited for, cleaning up a mess. He has not offical duties to the faction that he must perform, and if pressed for his job title the only suitable response would be something vauge such as 'fixer'. But when things go off the beaten path, when even the greatest viziers of the Gold Faction are suprised, or when things simply need to be 'taken care of' he gets a familiar message and he knows that it is time for him to do his part.

Defining Quote

“When the sky is rent asunder, when the stars scatter and the oceans roll together, when the graves are hurled about, each soul shall know what it has done and what it has failed to do.”