*The Archetypes are Immortal heroes who at a certain trigger recall all their previous lives. They are mortal children of a God and their divine servants.
The Herald: Demi-God and Champion of Fineth.
Notable Incarnations. Mattia Marcello, Prima Principessa Merigold Di Margo. Louis Ambergris, The Lily Du Cœur, Bounclier, and Cockrel.
Nicknames: The Herald, The Announcer, The Voice, The Bard, The Cockrel, The World
Nemesis – The Darkness.
The Herald is beauty, triumph; they are the artist, the revolutionary, the last defiant voice when no one else will speak. They are the bringer of change, the ending of political systems, the breaking of chains, the rebuking of whips, and the overthrow of jackboots. The first and last voice against evil and tyranny. They helped shape the first and one of the greatest bards as Mattia Marcello, Formed the new Margo state as the Heir apparent as the Prima Principessa Merigold Di Margo securing the people of Canale a home in a new world. Formed resistance against growing tyranny in Freia as the Ambergris, Lily of the Heart, and Bounclier. They humiliated and forced the newly formed Astarte with his art, rhetoric, and open defiance to martyr the Cockrel.
The Herald’s Ring of Power allows the wearer to feel the raw emotion, pain, and dreams of an artist during the creation of a form of art. It can be distracting if the maker believes they are truly creating art the ring will activate. There is no filter, and the emotional onslaught can be overwhelming, making one more susceptible to the messages in art.
The Herald is always slight, in the background, creating art that moves the unnoticed to the foreground. They could be every neighbor, every acquaintance, every struggling smile. They are the stranger offering a helping hand, the stroke of luck in the darkness, the muse, the inspiration that brings life to a climatic crescendo. The Herald is marked by a crescent scar above the heart and one of a sun over their navel. They inherit their immortal memories when they first deeply inspire another person.
The End is a slim man with a boyish face, clean-shaven face, and a hairless body. He has neat curly blonde hair and eyes with pinpoint pupils. He’s often well dressed in sleek black, accented in brighter colors in ways that are easy to conceal under his cloak. He often comes off as a naive princeling, vulnerable, and weak until you look into those empty eyes that look past you, not seeing anyone but just another object no more important than refuse on the street.
Tales of Ithia 
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