Asbolus/Keeper

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The Queen of Mirrors

Fae Titles:The Eternal City , The Viridian Beacon of Unity

Description: The Queen is more often a presence than a physical being, the sensation of being watched from every angle writ large. When She does deign to take material form it often takes the shape of a regal female figure whose apparent ethnicity shifts on a whim, a crown of reflective glass ever-present on Her head and a soft green glow that trails in Her wake.

Methods and Madness: There is little rhyme or reason to those taken in by this particular Keeper, at least to those who end up in its clutches. People of all sorts and backgrounds end up on the streets of the Eternal City, filling various roles as the Queen deems fit and kept placid (for the most part) by the Beacon whose light shines throughout most of the Realm. Those that the Queen finds most interesting or useful are often tasked to serve as Her eyes and ears in the City, the brand marking their position allowing for Her to observe the realm through their perspective.

Arcadian Realm: The Eternal City is just that: a collection of brightly-lit buildings and dim alleyways that stretches on forever, the roads running through it looping back in on themselves until you eventually end up right back at the city center, awash in the green glow of the Beacon that calls all of the city's residents back into its chrome-covered embrace. The aesthetic is a mishmash of cyberpunk fantasy and strict brutalism, with mechanical enhancements regularly accompanying the changes wrought by the Wyrd itself upon its inhabitants. The mark of the Queen of Mirrors makes itself known in the ubiquitous modes of observation - cameras, reflections in glass windows, and through the physical brands placed upon Her direct servants who comb the city streets to find those who plot to leave Her realm. This leads those rebels to find places outside of Her emerald-tinted gaze to plot and plan, carving out places of refuge in the dark ruins of buildings buried under the weight of the ever-growing metropolis.

Huntsmen: While rarely seen in the Philadelphia area, the Huntsmen from this realm tend to carry the Title of the Viridian Beacon, taking the form of mostly-humanoid beings of light or, when on the Ironside, men and women dressed in tidy black suits with sunglasses to match that cover the brilliant green eyes that show the mark of the Title upon them.

Fetches: The Queen almost always leave behind a fetch when laying claim to a new citizen of the City, although the quality of the programming in these often-robotic replicas can vary depending on the time put into observation beforehand. Those who She has had Her eye on for some time can barely be told apart from their original, while others go cold and uncaring like the machines they are.

Former Denizens: Asbolus, Lux