Omnia Verus

## Early Life

Omnia was born on the planet Proxima-B with a sister and one mother, and lived a rather communal lifestyle growing up. Their family had another sister, but she was killed off during a culling when Omnia was very young.

Like most of the Haifisch people who lived in the water, she felt a closer connection to Ithun than the harvesters, and has actually been able to hear more clearly the messages and songs sung by Ithun and other deities in the stars than even those in the water. While most praise Ithun however, she has come to the realization that Ithun may not be the best deity to worship. Where others hear harmony, she tends to hear discordance. Where the deities speak of good, she hears messages of evil and vice versa. In effect, she can more clearly hear the Song of the Gods and universal tones than others, but the messages and tones almost appear to be warped for her. To this day she still struggles with the fact that she is unable to tell if there is something wrong with her and she is simply not able to listen correctly due to some sort of faulty mental wiring or if there truly is something more sinister about Ithun than most realize. Regardless, she feels that

Ithun is not the deity for her, and she feels that there is something corrupt within the planet’s core, even if she can’t know for sure.

Her sister has a similar issue, where she can also hear the song of the gods more clearly than others, but instead of having the harmonic and discordant notes flipped, she is only able to hear the harmonic notes. Because of this, she and her sister had some trouble getting along growing up due to their conflicting religious experiences, but ultimately Omnia’s sister is the only one she has been able to confide in with her issues for fear of ostracization.

While she doesn’t feel too much warmth towards Ithun, she still feels a strong connection to it, and feels comfortable enough claiming Proxima-B home, at least for her species. The way she sees it, the Star Wanderers from the past were essentially looking throughout the universe for a deity (star) that they thought would fit them and their values the best, or that they would feel the greatest connection towards and at the time settled for Ithun. Because of this, she believes the home of her people should be the deity that calls to them the best, and while she gazes sometimes toward the stars to ponder the different lives she could live or the different deities she could worship instead, she realizes that most of her race is connected to Ithun, and will need to plan on how to convince them to try and rediscover the technology for star travel. She often wonders about the Star Wanderers of her ancestor's times and wonder how they lived.

As of right now, she wants to fight in order to protect her species so that she can one day either see the truth about Ithun, or try and slowly convince people to become Star Wanderers again and see if the technology can be redeveloped. She has loose plans to start a sort of non-mainstream “cult”, convincing people like the Harvesters that their time would be better spent trying to travel to other worlds and find new deities.

## Recent Events

Omnia was out on the surface of Proxima-B nearby the Temple of Turning, stargazing and pondering life outside of her planet. While meditating on this, she finds herself lost in a trance, and before she can detect the traces of human life around her she is captured and paralyzed by a net coated with a strange substance, rendering her immobile and unconscious. She has been captured and when she awakes she finds she’s the first of her kind to have been placed into an Exogen-owned prison. She is cell mates with Manuel and Luis, a couple of legendary hackers who have been friends long before being captured and who are kept watch of by Lana Sparse, who is in charge of watching over the hacker prisoners. Despite this, Lana hates her situation and is looking for a way for the group to get out of their current situation. As of this point Lana, Manuel, and Luis have managed to bond with each other due to their mutual hatred of EXOGEN and their common interest in hacking. Omnia and Lana begin to bond over their desire to create peace between humanity and the Haifisch, with Omnia’s reasons being more about the ability for peace between the races to allow more freedom of travel and freedom in the ability of her to be able to visit Earth and view the Sun, which she sees as another potential God/deity. She also has non-religious reasons for wanting peace, like stopping what she sees as unnecessary killing, but her reasons definetely lean towards being religious in nature. She also dislikes EXOGEN on account of them capturing her and their invasion and slow colonization of her home planet. One day Lana finds out that EXOGEN wants to dissect Omnia and that serves as the last straw for her. She tells the other 3 and Manuel mentions a planet hidden from EXOGEN that he believes they can escape to, so the four of them form a plan to steal a prison ship and ride it into the planet.

## Equipment

(Note: Not all gear will be used during campaign)

#### Spark of Life

A poem describing the start of all life that gives a +2 bonus to intelligence. Lasts 1 turn.

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> *From cosmic stars to dusty ocean soup,
> We floated inorganic and inert,
> A spark of life is all it took,
> To let us emerge from lowly ocean dirt.*
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#### Ithun's Culling

A poem detailing the events of Omnia’s first culling event amongst her fellow Haifisch. Gives a 20% boost to defense and a 10% decrease in attack power if her health falls below 25%. Lasts for the remainder of an enemy encounter.

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> *Wails of anguish fill the streets,
> Ithun is culling once again,
> I trip into the place where land and blood meet,
> And my faith in my God begins to bend.
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> When I awake the culling is over,
> Famine has been kept at bay,
> The rain has washed the death to sea,
> And I have lived yet another day.*
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#### Cloudy Waters

This poem more vaguely describes the mental state and confusion Omnia has felt following the culling and her beliefs in Ithun. Allows Omnia to cast a mental illusion such as a sound or image a distance away.

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> *A humid fog fills my mind,
> I can no longer distinguish reality,
> Everything that meant something,
> Now has been lost to the sea.*
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#### Harmony, Discordance, and Clarity

A poem that describes Omnia’s realization that her religious senses are distorted when compared to the other Haifisch. Where they hear harmony, she hears discordance, and vice-versa. Grants a +2 boost to the perception and a +1 boost to religion for 3 turns.

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> *I’ve heard the tunes of Ithun,
> And reports from the others,
> they can see harmony,
> where I only see clashing colors.
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> The waves of sound and energy that
> She emits from our planet's center,
> Reach me and I know
> that I am bound to become her sole dissenter.
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> I’m not sure if my wiring is off,
> Or if Ithun has dark intention,
> But the one thing I know for sure,
> Is that regardless, when I look to the stars,
> I know I can lead my people in a better direction.*
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#### Sacrificial Dagger

A small curved dagger Omnia carries around her as her part of being a cult leader. More symbolic than anything. Unused.

#### Religious Robes

Large, billowy robes worn by Omnia that ironically seem to increase speed and stealth when in the water. Reduces the chance of attacks hitting while underwater.

#### A Poem in Case of Death

No powers or abilities. All poems listed above can almost form a grand poem of her life, in the order of Spark of Life, Ithun’s Culling, Cloudy Waters, Harmony, Discordance, and Clarity, and this final poem.

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> *Light fades, warmth subsides,
> Life flows in and out of me like the tides,
> I feel the waters of home surround me,
> And lose the distinction between the end
> Of my skin and the ocean.
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> My fading gaze blurs blue and my senses fade,
> Creating the feeling of swimming in inorganic soup,
> The life within me is spilling out into my home waters,
> Flooding the ocean and beaches with my blood.
> And as I lean back and reflect on my life,
> I’m not aware of the moment
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> When I finally become one with nothing.*
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